After taking the book handed over by Zhao Chen, Pan Yuesheng put away the expression on his face, browsed it as quickly as possible, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Zhao Chen, I wrote well. I originally thought you would not be able to grasp it and would accidentally collapse the writing. However, now it seems that your plot control ability has reached a certain level. As long as you continue to work hard, you will sooner or later become a well-known writer."

"Editor Pan has been awarded and is still far away to become a well-known writer. I don't know when it will be. I have another thing to ask Editor Pan. I don't know what's going on. Those readers seem to know some basic information about me. I hope Editor Pan can solve my doubts!" ​​Zhao Chen was humble first, and then told me about the problems he encountered along the way.

"You said this, let me tell you. This is actually like this..." Pan Yuesheng showed a strange expression on his face, and then told the origin of the matter, and finally said: "We actually didn't think about this matter carefully at that time and didn't get your permission. I'll accompany you here!"

"Liang Yong, this bastard, hid in the office without saying a word. Let me accompany you. How can such a good thing happen in the world? You must knock him well after Zhao Chen left!" Pan Yuesheng was accompanying you, but he was secretly whispering Jin Yong in his heart. He was obviously his idea, but he hid in the office without saying a word during the day when Zhao Chen handed over the manuscript.

"No wonder! But although this has troubled me a little, as long as it can promote sales, it is nothing. However, next time I hope you can consult the author himself, because this is an infringement of my rights!"

Zhao Chen was a little happy in his heart. He didn't expect that this would happen, so that his fame could be improved all at once, which would have indescribable benefits for him. When fame comes, the money will be far away!

"I'll be relieved if you think so. We promise not to do so next time!" Pan Yuesheng let out a sigh of relief. He was afraid that Zhao Chen would be furious and would be difficult to deal with by then. Jin Yong and Shangguan Xiaobao also had to hold their tails and hide. It was really difficult to explain this matter.

"That's it. I originally had a very important thing to ask Mr. Jin, but he seems to be away now. Alas, it seems that I can only wait here!"

Zhao Chen's face was still calm, and Pan Yuesheng was a little stunned when he saw it. The boy in front of him seemed too old and worldly.

Seeing that Zhao Chen really planned to stay in his office, Pan Yuesheng suddenly felt entangled, but continued to ask: "Zhao Chen, don't you ask about the sales volume of Ming Pao in the past few days?"

"I don't know this, Editor-in-Chief Pan, how is the sales?"

"Because some of your information has been exposed, the sales of Ming Pao have risen sharply in the past few days, increasing the sales of more than 40,000 newspapers, but now the growth rate is getting slower and slower!" Pan Yuesheng held the sales statistics table in his hand, with a smile on his face, but he was a little helpless in the end. After all, Ming Pao's original sales were about 200,000 copies, which is much stronger than "Happy News Magazine". It can increase more than 40,000 copies in the past few days. Part of it is because "The Legend of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" has attracted more readers, and the other part is because Zhao Chen was exposed, using public opinion to increase sales, otherwise it would not have been increased so much in such a short period of time.

Zhao Chen's expression was still the same as before, because this was as expected by him. After all, it is common sense to increase sales with the classics of "The Legend of the Two Dragons of the Tang Dynasty" and the exposure of his own news.

"Then I'm relieved! Editor-in-chief Pan, borrow a few A4 papers for use. Anyway, I'm still idle. I'll just write novels here while waiting for Mr. Jin!" After Zhao Chen said this, he took a few pieces of white paper from Pan Yuesheng's desk, took out a ballpoint pen from his pocket, and planned to sit opposite Pan Yuesheng to write novels.

Pan Yuesheng was speechless. The boy opposite was too diligent, but then he figured it out again. He could hand in comics and novels on time. How could he do not work hard?

However, you can't just let Zhao Chen wait like this. Seeing his appearance, he really didn't want to give up until he saw Jin Yong. Thinking of him having something very important, Pan Yuesheng couldn't help but sigh in his heart and made up his mind.

"Zhao Chen, I'll go out to see if Liang Yong is back!"

There was no way, Pan Yuesheng could only use lying to prepare to spend Jin Yong, but the old man seemed to have never lie in his life, and his old face turned a little red.

Zhao Chen naturally saw Pan Yuesheng's expression, and his eyes rolled, but he did not say it out loud, in order to retain some face for Pan Yuesheng, after all, he was also helping him.

Pan Yuesheng left his office and deliberately closed the door. Then he came to Jin Yong's room door. He grabbed the door handle and twisted it. He found that there was a lock inside, which made him curse in his heart.

There was no choice but to knock on the door slowly with a unique frequency, and even a sound like a mosquito ants was made in his mouth, for fear that Zhao Chen would hear it.

"Liangyong, it's me, open the door quickly!"

After knocking for half a minute, I heard some movement inside, followed by the sound of unlocking. Then when the door opened, Jin Yong's head was revealed, but no matter how you look, it was a bit like a snooping head.

"Have he gone back?" Jin Yong asked softly as soon as he saw Pan Yuesheng.

"No!"

"You're knocking on the door!" Jin Yong was originally planning to walk out of the office, but when he heard Pan Yuesheng say this, he subconsciously retreated, which was quite a bit guilty.

Pan Yuesheng was startled and quickly stuck his shoes on the door.

"I said Liangyong, you don't need to hide. Zhao Chen just told me that he doesn't blame you, nor will he take the opportunity to threaten increase the royalties. Just be 10,000 yuan!"

Jin Yong originally wanted to continue to close the door, but when he heard Pan Yuesheng say this, he immediately stopped moving and showed a kind smile on his face.

"That's good. This plan is really the best of both worlds. It seems that we will make good use of it next time to increase the sales of newspapers!"

"I forgot to tell you. Zhao Chen forgave you this time, but it won't be the next time. Just think about it carefully." Pan Yue was angry and didn't make a fuss. Now Jin Yong is really doing everything to increase the sales of newspapers. He wants to continue using this bad trick.

"Ah, I understand!" Jin Yong was obviously lonely, and there was no smile on his face.

"Oh, and, he has a very important thing to come to you now. Now he is writing novels in my office while waiting for you. Judging from his attitude, he will not leave until you are gone! Prepare it yourself and I will call him!"

Pan Yuesheng didn't even give Jin Yong a chance to choose, so he immediately returned to his office.

Jin Yong quickly closed the door, but this time he was not locked. He pretended to sit in the office chair, holding a newspaper in both hands, looking a little focused.

Soon, a knock sounded outside the door.

"Please come in!"

As soon as Jin Yong finished speaking, Zhao Chen opened the door and walked into it.

Jin Yong didn't even raise his head and didn't take the initiative to pay attention to Zhao Chen. He actually knew who was coming in, but it was difficult to face it. After all, he made a decision without the author's consent. Even if the author forgave him, he would feel embarrassed and feel like he was owed something.

Jin Yong's eloquence is far less than that of using a pen, so he had to slowly organize his words in his heart. After some thought, he raised his head and looked at Zhao Chen in front of him, and deliberately made an expression of sudden enlightenment in his eyes.

"So it's Zhao Chen who is here. Why are they standing there? Sitting here!"

Due to a trace of guilt in his heart, Jin Yong seemed extraordinary this time to stand up and take the initiative to greet Zhao Chen and sit down.

Zhao Chen couldn't see Jin Yong's disguise, but he didn't say it out loud. After all, he came to find Jin Yong to ask him for help. This time, Jin Yong had a mistake first, so he could use this to achieve his thoughts.

"Mr. Jin, I'm upset. I'm going to ask you for help this time!" As soon as Zhao Chen sat down, he spoke first without waiting for Jin Yong to speak on the other side. He knew in his heart that if Jin Yong spoke first, it might be unfavorable to him. Even though Jin Yong's eloquence is relatively ordinary, after being an author for so many years, he can't be as bad as Zhao Chen, at least he is not inferior to Zhao Chen.

"What's the matter? As long as you can help, you will definitely help!" Jin Yong swallowed the words he wanted to say into his stomach. He actually wanted Zhao Chen to ask for him. In that way, as long as he helps himself, he could skip the previous things. Therefore, he was more generous in what he said.
Chapter completed!