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Chapter 1197 Call for Papers

Tong Tiantian’s dumpling noodles are indeed no worse than the most famous Republican Spring in Hanzhou.

What she didn't expect was that she actually asked a chef from Hanzhou to learn how to make soy sauce and how to make fresh and fragrant shrimp roe!

Seeing that he had even drunk all the soup, Tong Tiantian, who was holding her chin with her hands and staring at him, smiled with satisfaction. "How is it, isn't it good?"

"It tastes really good!" Putting the bowl down, Fu Zhengyi thought for a while and said, "Didn't you say that the company is very busy? Why do you still have so much time to do this?"

"I'm very busy, but I can do some work at home. The editor will list the wonderful books. I'll study books at home while studying how to make delicious food, without delaying..."

"Finish! I will remember you a great achievement!"

"Yeah! That's great!"

Tong Tiantian yelled, but then jumped up excitedly, then happily pulled him into the west room, pointing to the things he had prepared early in the morning for him to choose.

Baseball cap, baseball cap, black sunglasses, brown sunglasses, black mask, white mask, and two long windbreakers...

After reading what she prepared for herself, Fu Zhengyi couldn't help but sigh. "As for it?"

"Why not? I've talked about this Internet summit in the past two days! You have challenged the entire industry alone, simple, rough, and domineering..."

Tong Tiantian held her face with her hands and looked admiring and admiring, which made Fu Zhengyi feel a little satisfied. But after looking at the "props", she still felt that if she really dressed like this, the police would come to cause trouble. However, the red sleeves of the neighborhood committee, enthusiastic people, would 100% believe that even if the person who dressed up in this way was not a little thief, would be a big pervert!

Seeing him, he chose sunglasses, and he didn't touch the others. Tong Tiantian pouted and hugged his arm and shook it. "Put it on, put it on, and let's talk about you. Didn't you say you want to go to the company? Most of the employees in the company are recruiting locally, especially those female editors, but they have long wanted to see what the boss looks like..."

"Who knows I'll be passing today?"

Tong Tiantian straightened her body proudly and said proudly. "I didn't tell anyone! I only know the whole company!"

"Sure! Just say I was sent by the head office to inspect!"

Tong Tiantian was stunned. "Ah? Is this OK?"

Fu Zhengyi smiled. "According to your opinion, should I carry a big sign on my shoulder wherever I go, which says the richest Chinese man, fearing that others don't know who I am?"

Tong Tiantian blinked and was so happy that she became so happy. Fu Zhengyi reached out and rubbed her head, took her out and went straight to the building where Weizhi Reading was.

It has just been a year since its establishment and office spaces are also rented. Although Weizhi Reading has developed slowly, both the department setting and the equipment of editors are enough to ensure that feedback can still be provided in a timely and prompt manner when the number of submissions surges.

As the first online literature website in China, there are more than 3,000 authors who have published articles on the website. The editors think that they have development potential and have a prospect of cultivation have also reached a hundred. However, the development of the entire industry is still slow, and there are indeed not many works that can be called excellent.

After visiting the office area, Fu Zhengyi met a master's degree in literature at Yan University named Zhang Yan. It turned out that he was a pretty girl with a pretty appearance and a slim figure. The first thing he saw was clean, so Fu Zhengyi understood why She Haibo was so unspoken.

For him, a girl like this is really very lethal. If this girl wasn't tall, it would be a piece of cake to be a model!

Thinking that Fu Zhengyi was just sent by the group to inspect the work, Zhang Yan handed a few faxes in the folder to Tong Tiantian. "Mr. Tong, this is the fax I received this morning. Or the previous incident, the Writers Association believes that we are ruining literature, and they say that websites like ours will definitely be nailed to the pillar of shame in literary history. If this original online literature competition is not cancelled, the Writers Associations in various places report this situation to the superior authorities, and do not hesitate to prevent our website from blaspheming noble literature through administrative intervention, and also say that our website is insulting the sacred and noble profession of writers..."

Tong Tiantian handed the document to Fu Zhengyi. He looked at the achievements of the co-created writers at the end of the fax, but couldn't help but laugh. "These are all professional writers who have won domestic literary awards. Why are there no tolerance for people at all? Either it is destruction, blasphemy, insult, or shame. The lines say that online literature is garbage and dross. Who gives them the power, the qualifications, and the confidence that they dare to speak out like this?"

Hearing what he said interestingly, Tong Tiantian smiled. "Isn't it because of the good feeling of self? Otherwise, how could he send a fax to condemn him in the name of the Writers Association?"

After taking the plan for the first original online literature essay contest for Weizhi Reading, Fu Zhengyi had a rough idea. Tong Tiantian basically thought about it as he had previously imagined that the highest prize for this event was a million-dollar annual salary, and the lowest one was also supported in December. With the current salary level of college graduates of only more than 300 yuan, I believe that with such conditions, it will attract a lot of attention and allow more literature enthusiasts to join Weizhi Reading and become the signed author of the website.

Tong Tiantian took several months to get this plan. When she saw Fu Zhengyi read it and then read it again, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous. "How? Is it OK? Do you want to modify it again?"

"This plan is good! The first original online literature essay contest is not only not stopped, but I suggest that the bonus be increased. This time, the event is not only grand, but also must be promoted with great fanfare," Fu Zhengyi said after thinking about it, and then turned his face to Zhang Yan, the beautiful editor who is responsible for the preparation of the event. "To let all the participating authors understand that once the manuscript is adopted, it means that they can get a fixed salary for a year and get a whole year of creative time without distractions. As long as they are willing to work hard, continue to learn, and persist in writing with their heart, they will definitely become professional online writers! You must know that Chinese characters are very magical. If you master four or five thousand commonly used characters, you already have the foundation for writing..."

Zhang Yan's heart was filled with excitement and longing in her beautiful eyes...
Chapter completed!
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