"What I don't know is whether there are other editors eyeing him."

The fries are a bit iffy.

Although each editor may have slightly different ideas, areas of expertise, and genres, the desire for high-quality writers is the same.

Those editors who have great writers under their banners don’t have to worry about this. But for a small transparent company like French Fries, as long as there is one more high-quality writer under their banner, it is possible to instantly widen the distance between him and other editors.

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He doesn't have to be a long-established master who can only be good at fighting... He can free up more energy to tap the potential of his writers and wait for them to explode... This is also the only way for editors to be promoted.

And his competitors are not only some editors on the external network, but also other colleagues in the office.

Fries felt that he might have made a bad move...

Not to mention what other editors think of Hua Xushao, at least he successfully passed these three chapters and left a deep impression on many editors.

In case anyone thinks the same as me...

Thinking of this, Fries couldn't help but worry about gains and losses. However, since he didn't have Mr. Hua Xu's contact information, he couldn't contact him in the first place.

But he didn't dare to ask for his contact information from some of the editors he was friends with in Zongheng. He was also afraid that his intentions would be exposed early and alert others.

The editor's circle is not large, and many news will become public knowledge in a short period of time.

He doesn't want to make himself the center of public opinion.

After thinking about it, he still left his contact information for Mr. Hua Xu through the internal information on the website, hoping that he would contact him when.

After doing all this, he let out a sigh of relief.

Looking at the busy editors around him, he couldn't help but become a little alert. Although he was not being persecuted or delusional, he always felt that everyone around him was staring at Mr. Hua Xu eagerly.

They will also be one of his biggest competitors.

This is an open market, and every editor has the right to sign anyone. At this time, everything he can do has been done, and the next step can only be left to fate.

After adjusting my mentality, I clicked on Fries and opened my mailbox.

Checking his mailbox every day is a routine part of his daily work. He vaguely remembers that there were a few people in the group shouting about submitting articles, and at the same time they were talking about something in the group every day... But he didn't know what they were sending.

What color could it be?

He had some expectations.

After all, he is not in a very good mood right now, so he can just give them a good poke and let them understand what is the real evil in people's hearts!

Unexpectedly, after just one day, the mailbox was filled with eight pages of submissions.

Fries took a quick glance at it first. There was neither a familiar name nor a work title that caught his eye.

"Isn't this nonsense!" He muttered secretly.

He was talking about the group of people in the group who rush to the street. When they brag about it, they seem to be gods in the next book. When they compete in coding speed, they are more active than the others. They are still shouting about "pad knife" all day long.

...As a result, after talking for several days, no submission was delivered to him.

If he encounters a familiar name, he will naturally review it first, which is human nature. Since there is no such name, he can only go to the last page and review each email one by one in chronological order.

This is an extremely boring and tedious job...

Especially the despair of not being able to see any bright spots is simply devastating!

Every submission is a follow-up to the same trend, and even more exaggerated, they even just changed the name of the protagonist, and sent it directly without changing the settings.

I can only blame the Internet literary circle for being too impetuous. Every author thinks that he can earn over 10,000 yuan a day.

What's even more exaggerated is that he once saw an author openly write in the introduction: Many writers insist on creating and earn tens of millions a year. I also want to give it a try...

Please, he didn’t know that the last one who said this had already entered the palace and never climbed out again!

It is good to be ambitious, but the prerequisite is that you need to have the ability to match it.

Many people only see the flowers in the Internet literary world and think that they will be the ones admiring the flowers. Little do they know that they are not even qualified to be used as fertilizer.

The reality is so cruel.

In fact, writing a manuscript is more like a mechanical job... Especially nowadays, the level of writers varies. Most of them just start writing because of an idea, and basically do not think about the long term. This kind of work usually only needs to be scanned.

With just a few glances, you can spot problems and reject them.

A little better, Fries will put forward some targeted suggestions for them to modify, and then see if they can successfully sign the contract.

Of course, there are requirements for submission, and those that do not comply can be unconditionally rejected.

After all, not everyone is treated like a sister, who dares to submit an article after just writing 300 words, and in exchange for French fries, she is treated kindly.

——This is the kind of treatment only a great god can have.

Each submission is usually required to attach an outline and about 10,000 words of text. This means that for every submission, the editor needs to read about 10,000 words of content, which is about three chapters of text.

Does it look okay?

But considering the increasing number of deliveries in the mailbox, this workload is actually very scary.

In addition, he must be prepared for the possibility of being caught off guard and being stuffed in the mouth.

It is normal for the writing to be sloppy, illogical, and nonsense. If you reject it, you will reject it. After all, many contributors have no experience in this field in the past, so it is normal for these problems to occur...

But some of them hit the mark directly, and they are not ashamed of it, but proud of it... Some of them are even more outrageous than the last three chapters of Hua Xu Shao! Let’s not talk about whether readers can stand it, even French fries.

Editors who have read countless books can’t bear it.

And this kind of thing is basically hopeless. In Fries’ long editing career, it’s not like Fries has never seen it before.

Stepping on these lightning points is usually the most painful thing that editors encounter when reviewing manuscripts.

In fact, many of the surprises were caught off guard when they came, and even editors like them found it difficult to avoid them.

Fortunately, I had good luck with French fries today.

At least, three hours have passed, and he hasn't come across a manuscript that makes him want to slap the table at first glance. Of course, it's not much better. After reading over and over, it's just written by a new author named Nanfeng.

A book called "The Immortal Lord of Reincarnation" caught his eye a little bit.

After thinking about it, he decided to give him a chance, so he gave him a few comments and asked him to revise and submit the manuscript again.

Although this author's writing skills are a bit green, fortunately some of the settings are quite novel. Looking closely, although there are some traces of imitation, it can be regarded as careful and has some of his own thinking.

——Regardless of what achievements this book will achieve in the future, at least some people should read it.

Considering the preference, Fries decided to wait and see the subsequent development of this book first.

——Yes, Nanfeng’s book was favored by French fries, which was also the beginning of his nightmare in his book-writing career.

…

Seeing that it was almost time to get off work, Fries stood up and relaxed his stiff limbs. Sitting in front of the computer for more than three hours in a row, even he felt a little bit too much.

His getting up was like a signal.

Wasabi and Anko saw this and stood up, pretending to stretch their muscles. Immediately, the three of them exchanged glances with each other, picked up their notebooks in a tacit understanding, and walked towards the reception area together.

Their departure did not cause much commotion.

The closer it gets to the end of get off work, the more people in the office become more excited, and their thoughts have already wandered to who knows where.

Even those who still stick to their workstations have more or less stopped working and started to be in a daze. This is the best time to fish. Of course, it cannot be said clearly to the outside world. This is why a few people left when they left.

The reason for taking the notebook... If someone really asks, you can just say that you are discussing business and just go over the matter in one go.

——However, basically no one would be so ignorant.

When the three of them arrived at the reception area, many of the areas had already been occupied by people who had arrived early. Invariably, they all brought notebooks with them, and from time to time they would scribble something in their notebooks.

Although everyone looked solemn, Fries knew that they were the same kind of people.

Looking at each other, smiling and nodding, the three of them found a deserted corner, sat down comfortably, and quietly enjoyed the only time they had for themselves before get off work.

As soon as he sat down, Anko punched Wasabi in the chest and asked harshly in a low voice: "What the hell did you just recommend me to watch? It made me sick for a long time!"

Looking at his angry expression, Mustard was like a chicken with its throat strangled, and he laughed strangely.

The French fries on the side also made me laugh.

He knew that Hongdou must be talking about the three fatal chapters of Master Hua Xu.

"You have to ask about the French fries. To put it bluntly, I am just the victim. The initiator is the French fries!"

"Bah!" Fries glared at Hongdou, "I don't want you to study. Don't let the writers below make the same mistakes as Master Hua Xu!"

"As for Hongdou, you recommended him to see it, and it has nothing to do with me!"

A shy smile appeared on Mustard's face, and he patted Anko on the shoulder, "Then my thoughts are not the same as yours, let's learn from each other!"

But he also knew that Hongdou wouldn't make him angry because of this, at most it was just a joke.

"Forget it, let's leave it at that, I don't want to mention it anymore!" Hongdou shook his body, as if he still had some lingering fears.

"By the way, what's for dinner tonight?"

In the editorial department, the three of them have the best relationship. Although they are not working under the same editor, they still have dinner together from time to time on weekdays.

"Yes! What to eat?"

When they talked about food, Hongdou's eyes suddenly started to shine, "Don't forget about the French fries, you still owe me a meal!"

Only then did Fries remember that he and Bantang did lose a meal to him in the bet yesterday... However, he had plans for tonight. After all, he had promised Xia Jun that he would go over to see him in the evening.

She has already been let go once before, and if she is let go again, it will not be so good.
Chapter completed!