When the whole family returned home, it was only afternoon. Since school was over early, everyone naturally had their own things to do.

James returned to college immediately, and he would definitely come back tonight later, because he had to make up for the time he was delayed. Oscar immediately rushed out to play football. In just five minutes, two men in the family ran out.

"Oscars are really energetic~"

Alice lazily went on the sofa: "Mom, I'll hang up the phone for Professor Posack. I don't know how they've been dealing with the company these days."

Sophie naturally agreed, and only heard the sound in the kitchen but didn't see him, while Hannah sat next to Alice very mischievously to see how her sister worked.

"Dou...dou...dou..."

The phone ringing sounded, and in just a moment, the other party's voice message function was turned on.

"Hello, welcome to call Bosak's house. We are not here at the moment, if there is any..."

Alice took off the phone just by saying a word, blinked, and seemed to have realized something, and said to Hannah inexplicably: "It seems that there is no voice message on our phone!"

Hanna blinked, looking innocent: "It seems!"

"Well... forget it, what if he cares, baby, are you going shopping?"

Time passed and the sun set. As the golden light shone into Culver City, a black Mercedes-Benz was slowly driving on the streets of Venice.

After reading the work overnight by seven editors, everyone gave a high evaluation of the work. Although at the beginning, what attracted everyone the most was the various advanced technologies mentioned in the article, even a detailed description of computer control programs, after everyone carefully read it, there was no doubt that everyone was attracted by the wonderful plot.

However, a new question page came immediately. Editor-in-chief Domingo called the author's phone number many times, but it could not be connected. The other party did not even set up a phone message. In this way, the Bantam Publishing House, who is in New York, could not communicate with the other party at all!

So there was no way. As the person who accepted the submission, Brown had to fly across the entire American territory by himself. He went through a lot of hardships from New York on the East Coast to Los Angeles on the West Coast, and then rented a car to worship the mysterious Asian family.

After a day and night and a night, Brown has read the entire Jurassic Park and has even reached the stage of repeated savoring.

"No. 15, Winton Street, Culver City, Alice Vivi-Wang, abbreviation AVW, should be a Chinese lady. He is such a genius. Generally speaking, this type of person writes about Chinese life in the United States, but she wrote a science fiction novel! Leanna, a woman, and a Chinese woman, actually wrote a science fiction novel that made me feel excited!"

"Mr. Brown, please forgive me for taking out my notebook just now. Please write it on it yourself? After you have evidence, I can go to the court to sue you for discrimination against women."

"Ahem!"

Walking with Brown was his secretary, Leanna, who was now seriously holding this note to loser.

"Liana, I'm serious, don't you also be surprised? You know, although there are not many female writers in our publishing houses that have submitted science fiction novels, they are almost all romance novels with science fiction skins. For example, the "You from Outer Space" not long ago, I don't know what to say. The aliens still look like humans, are they still handsome guys? And with one..."

"But it is indeed very good, isn't it? Although Mr. Brown doesn't like it, it is undeniable that this science fiction romance novel is indeed a hot sale."

"Okay, I know that telling you this is useless."

Brown sighed with emotion, as the car continued to drive towards his destination, he lowered his head and looked at the manuscript in his hand again.

Brown was really curious about the author of this novel. When he read the complete novel and saw the author's identity written by himself, he almost glared out his eyes.

A Chinese lady!?

The protagonists survive on a small island full of dinosaurs. Jurassic Park, a novel that is sci-fi thriller, was actually written by a Chinese lady living in Los Angeles?

At that moment, Brown realized the potential of this Alice King, because he was completely sure that the other party was definitely a new writer.

The debut work is a science fiction thriller novel of about 300,000 words, and it is also very exciting. It is also a Chinese woman. When the two elements are put together, the promotional slogans for a month can be directly settled!

It's so hype worth it!

"The other party is a housewife, but we cannot deny professions like teachers. Unfortunately, the phone can't be hung up anyway. I hope nothing unexpected happens."

If it weren't for the phone being hung up, Brown certainly wouldn't have had to come to Los Angeles with his secretary. After all, this was a flight across the entire United States. Of course, such a long time would indeed allow him to taste the book well, and this also made him read the mysterious author's talent even higher.

After all, this book contains a lot of profound biological knowledge!

Soon, the rented car drove into Winton Street, a typical middle-class neighborhood. Brown walked slowly along the way. When he passed No. 7, he couldn't help but be surprised by its extra large and gorgeous appearance. Then, after passing a few more houses, he stopped in front of No. 15.

“The price of this building is not low.”

Brown first looked at No. 7 in the distance, then looked at the room in front of him, and sighed.

House No. 15 is built on an extra large green area, with an area equal to that of a neighbor. Although it is much smaller than the level of the Beverly mansion in No. 7, it is still extremely conspicuous around it. Furthermore, the flower beds, fences, automatic irrigation and water spraying facilities surrounding the house, and even the small fountain standing on the lawn, all require high expenses to create.

"If Mr. Brown is envious, just work hard to make money. As long as you can hold this author firmly, are you still afraid that Mr. Speke won't give you a bonus?"

"Ahem, Leanna, let's knock on the door."

The two of them came to the door while talking, rang the doorbell, and soon a female voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"Hello, this is the Wang family, who do you want?"

Hearing the English-style London accent, but it was a woman's voice, Brown was even more surprised: "Hello, is Alice-Ms. Wang at home?"

A voice came from the opposite side: "She is still in school. Is there anything you can do with her?"

Brown made a silent face and whispered to Leanna: "See, I'll just say that lady is a teacher!"

Leanna didn't even look at him and said to the intercom, "Hello ma'am, we are the editors of the New York Bantam Book Company. Ms. Alice Wang contributed a novel to our company, but because the phone number was not reached, Mr. Brown and I rushed to Los Angeles immediately to meet her."

After a moment of silence, the door opened.

Standing in front of Brown and Leanna was a very beautiful white woman. She was nearly forty years old, but her appearance was almost ten years younger and her figure was extremely charming. At first sight, Brown was subconsciously stunned.

"Ouch!"

So immediately afterwards, he was secretly pinched by Leanna.

"lady?"

"Please come in, two."

Of course, Sophie was the one who opened the door. Although she didn't know why Alice suddenly thought of some books, since the editor came to her, she naturally said: "Alice will get home in about an hour, I'll make tea for you."

Brown and Leanna walked into the house. The living room of the Wang family was very spacious and the oak floors were extremely exquisite. There was no doubt that although this family only lived in an ordinary mid-range community, the income was absolutely not bad, and it was definitely the same type as the super-large house in No. 7.

"Madam, I wonder if you are?"

Seeing Sophie was only in her thirties. For a moment, Brown was a little confused about the interpersonal relationships in this family.

"Oh, my name is Sophie King."

In the blink of an eye, Sophie realized what the editor was thinking. Recalling the experience of the Posacks and his wife visiting a few days ago, she smiled slightly and looked very proud.

"Alice is my daughter."

Sure enough, when Sophie said this with a terrible taste, she saw Brown's face suddenly appearing, and although the young woman beside him still had a stern face, she also expressed a shock in her eyes.
Chapter completed!