180 Conan: The vest almost fell off, scared to death
Conan, who was studying the puzzle, suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of Mao Lilan. Why did he suddenly start shouting his name?
"Excuse me, Miss Mori...what is your relationship with that high school student detective Kudo Shinichi...?"
The editor obviously heard Mao Lilan mention that they were friends, but he still expected to hear some unusual answers. That would be great.
Bang--
Mouri Kogoro snorted coldly, slapped his hands heavily on the coffee table, and said unhappily: "My daughter has nothing to do with that boy!"
Suzuki Sonoko's reaction was different from his this time. She nodded with a smile, "That's right, that's right. We haven't reached that level of relationship yet, and we're still not quite there yet."
The editor looked at Suzuki Sonoko with interest, a look of understanding on his face, which made Mao Lilan blush and didn't know how to react, mainly because she felt a little guilty.
Mouri Kogoro was so angry that he grabbed the editor's collar and sprayed saliva on the other person's face, "My daughter is innocent and has nothing to do with that brat. Can't you please make it clear?!"
The editor was frightened by him. He had never encountered such a submission site before. What was this?
The commotion here was so great that it had already attracted the attention of others. The president of the publishing house could not sit still and came out to check the situation.
Of course, originally it was enough to let the editor-in-chief come over to handle it. The president came out because he heard the name of Kogoro Mori.
"Mr. Maori, I am the president of this publishing house. I have been very negligent. I wonder if my employees did something wrong that made you angry? I apologize to you on his behalf."
When Mouri Kogoro saw the president bowing, he finally let go of his hand in embarrassment and let the poor editor go.
"Ah, no, no, it was just a misunderstanding. I was too reckless just now."
"Ah, by the way, here is a business card..."
Mouri Kogoro's brain, filled with beer, finally remembered that someone had given him a business card before, so he could contact the president directly. Bai and the editor spent a long time talking.
The president seemed to have expected it. He took the business card, glanced at it, and put it into his pocket. Then he took out his own business card and presented it with both hands.
The other party was polite and considerate, and his attitude was kind. Kogoro Mouri chatted with him a little cautiously, and then he was pulled to the reception room for a detailed discussion.
"Sorry, my dad was too impulsive and caused you trouble." Mao Lilan quickly apologized to the editor.
The editor waved his hand without looking angry at all, "It's okay. It involves the daughter's reputation. It's normal for a father to have this kind of reaction. I can understand it."
"Innocent~" Suzuki Sonoko bumped Mao Lilan's leg with her leg and teased.
Mao Lilan looked embarrassed, but she couldn't get angry on this occasion, so she could only wait to get it back from Yuanzi in private.
"Ahem, then... let's continue talking about business." The editor said, "I wonder if Miss Maori has any special requirements for the manuscript? For example, not a single word can be changed?"
"Your manuscript generally meets the requirements of our magazine, but the details may need a little polishing. We will have a dedicated editor responsible for this..."
The editor asked cautiously and tentatively. The president's attitude had been very obvious just now. He also knew what to do. If the author had any problems, he could help him correct it or even help him write it.
Mao Lilan shook his head and said, "There are no special requirements. I am indeed a newbie in this industry and there are many things I don't understand. I hope you can give me some advice."
Editor Lao Huai was pleased. Fortunately, he was not a stubborn newcomer, so it would be much easier to handle.
"Then I will ask someone to polish the manuscript later. Of course, after it is completed, I will also consult Miss Maori for her opinion, and then I will start serializing it."
"It's really rare to find a writer as reasonable as Ms. Maori. Some writers' requirements are very troublesome."
"For example, the work of Shinmei Rentaro, who is being serialized recently, requires us not to change a word of his manuscript, even if there are typos, and we are not even allowed to change the layout. It is really difficult to handle, ugh...
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Conan's attention was diverted instantly. Not a single word could be changed? Nor could the layout be changed?
Wait, 1/2 vertex?
Conan quickly lowered his head to look at the magazine in his hand, and soon discovered a clue. The numbers in the novel were actually a mixture of numbers and text, and he specifically requested that the layout not be moved...
Lightning flashed across his mind, and Conan understood it instantly. Looking at the novel again, he quickly figured out the hidden information in the first episode.
【Please save me quickly】
"!!!" Conan's eyes widened instantly, and then he suddenly turned his head to look at Hanyu Qing'an, so he had already seen it?
"Brother Hanyu, the remaining magazines..."
Before Conan could finish speaking, the editor over there suddenly said: "I wonder if Miss Mori has the contact information of Kudo Shinichi? If you want to serialize it, it is best to confirm it with the other party and sign the other party's name to avoid being
People misunderstood.”
Mao Lilan nodded and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, "I have his phone number. Please wait a moment, I will call him right now..."
Conan quickly covered his chest and said to himself that was bad.
After getting the mobile phone, he did exchange phone numbers with Xiaolan, but because they were used to chatting via email before, they still preferred to communicate by text, so they never made a phone call.
Text chat makes people feel more relaxed. If they switch to the phone, both of them will feel a little cramped and don't know what to talk about.
Conan hurriedly covered the pocket where his cell phone was hidden, rushed out of the door, and ran to the corridor outside. Before he could find the toilet, the phone started vibrating.
Looking around, Conan was a little anxious. He didn't know where the toilet was in this place, so he had to find an abandoned stairwell and ran in to answer the phone.
This building is also old and has gone through a special period, so the planned access routes are also complicated. Like the previous TV station building, there are several staircases, some of which have been abandoned for many years.
"Moxi, Moxi, Xiaolan, what's the matter?"
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Ten minutes later, Conan put down the phone and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He was almost scared to death and spent a long time trying to persuade the editor not to include his name.
However, the editor's attitude was very firm and he kept talking about the law in an attempt to persuade him, which made Conan very tired of dealing with it.
Finally, he had an idea and said that he could sign a pen name and at the same time requested that the magazine not publish any of his personal information.
This requirement is reasonable, reasonable and legal, and no matter how unwilling the editor is, he has no choice but to agree.
As for the pen name... Conan chuckled and gave himself the name "Sleeping Detective", deliberately leading readers' thoughts towards Uncle Mouri, perfect~
This is also the part that makes the editor choke the most.
The final signing of the contract was done via fax. Conan breathed a sigh of relief and finally got through today's minor crisis.
"Little brother, are you lost? Why did you come here?"
A female voice sounded, which surprised Conan. He was so engrossed that he didn't realize that someone had walked behind him, and the other person was wearing high heels!
Conan quickly acted like a child, "I'm playing hide and seek~ Big sister, how did you come up from here? Aren't the stairs here abandoned?"