"Ah, it's so troublesome. Why do you have to make it so complicated? Is it a little bit simpler?" Zhao Mu said in annoyed.

"Haha, a big family often has many rules, and this is helpless."

"Are the rich people like this? Why do you make so much money? It's to make money to make yourself happy, not to put a cage on yourself."

"No rules cannot be achieved without rules. If a family wants to continue, some rules must exist. Therefore, people often envy rich people, but they don't know that rich people may have more troubles."

"What about you? Are you the same?"

"I am also a family child, and I can't avoid this trouble. Do you know why I like you?"

"Oh, why?" Zhao Mu looked down at Zhang Ling.

"Because of your pure and free and easy, do you know? You have a pure innocent heart and your own simple rules. It is difficult for external troubles to affect you." Zhang Ling's bright eyes stared at Zhao Mu, as if he could see through people's hearts.

"Hehe, thank you for your love, so that I will no longer walk alone." I lowered my head and left a mark of love on Zhang Ling's forehead, and Zhao Mu was full of joy.

"My parents have a very high vision, you have to work hard." Zhang Ling hugged Zhao Mu's neck and said coquettishly.

"Of course, I will never let go of such a charming beauty." Tightly hugging Zhang Ling's waist, Zhao Mu felt a lot of passion.

Over the past twenty years of life, after finally having such a beautiful and kind girl entered her life, Zhao Mu would never let go, no matter how difficult the process was.

"No one is asking about the poor in the downtown area, but rich in the mountains have distant relatives." This statement is more realistic and direct in the entertainment industry.

Before he was free, another invitation interrupted Zhao Mu's leisurely life.

After walking out of the school’s library helplessly, Zhao Mu knew that his time would only be busier in the future, and his leisurely days were getting farther and farther away from him.

Zhao Mu has long been a regular visitor to the teahouse that everyone is familiar with in the school.

The boss is a very enthusiastic middle-aged uncle. After saying hello to Zhao Mu, he arranged a quiet location for Zhao Mu according to the old rules.

Not long after sitting down, a middle-aged man with a literary atmosphere came in.

After looking around for a week, I saw Zhao Mu sitting in the corner, my eyes lit up slightly and I walked over to Zhao Mu.

"Hello, Zhao Mu, I am the person I contacted you on the phone just now. My surname is Zhou." The middle-aged man stretched out his right hand to Zhao Mu.

"Hello, I'm Zhao Mu."

The two sat down without adding any more courtesy and went straight to the topic.

"That's right, I'm an editor of the Youth Daily." The middle-aged man named Zhou introduced himself.

"Well, I know the Young People's Daily. I don't know what Mr. Zhou is asking me?" Zhao Mu asked in confusion.

Of course, Zhao Mu knew about the Youth Daily. This is an institution directly affiliated with the China Writers Association's newspapers, and the newspapers it publishes are also the newspaper with the greatest influence among Chinese youth and children.

Although the Youth Daily is a monthly magazine, it is one of the largest newspapers in China, with a huge number of distributions of up to several million per month.

As one of the best newspaper editors in the country, this middle-aged man named Zhou can be said to be completely proud, but he is very kind to Zhao Mu.

"That's right. It is said that Zhao Mu's fairy tale "New World Fairy Tale" currently sells more than three million?"

"Oh, this is indeed the case." Zhao Mu suddenly realized that it was for this.

Indeed, as a person in the entertainment industry, Zhao Mu has basically nothing to do with the Youth Newspaper, and only "New World Fairy Tale" can make a relationship with each other.

Youth Daily is a newspaper that faces Chinese teenagers and children. The main content of its distribution is works such as children's talk. Under such circumstances, "New World Fairy Tales", which sold more than three million, undoubtedly had a fatal temptation to them.

"Mr. Zhou, so what is your purpose?"

"That's right, the fairy tale you created can be regarded as one of the best fairy tale works in China in recent years. As the largest children's newspaper in China, I hope you can publish this work in our newspaper."

"I'm afraid this won't work," Zhao Mu apologized, "Since you have some understanding of this work, it should have been authorized to be published by three publishing houses. My cooperation with them is quite pleasant at present, and I will not breach the contract rashly."

"Zhao Mu, you see, our Youth Daily can be said to be the children's reading material with the largest scale and influence in China. If you hand over your works to us, I think we can create greater sales."

"No," Zhao Mu shook his head, "I'm sorry, my work has not changed the publisher's mind at the moment."

Zhao Mu is not a person who likes to breach contracts, nor is he who betrays his friends for the sake of profit.

What's more, when it was a pleasant situation when it was working with three publishing houses, even though he knew that choosing a teenage newspaper could bring more benefits to him, Zhao Mu also firmly refused.

"Or what you think," "You can talk to the three publishing houses I cooperate with. If they agree, I have no comment."

Hearing Zhao Mu's words, the middle-aged man named Zhou turned dark and thought to himself that if I could get through with them, I would have been talking long ago and would not have waited until now.

Now Zhao Mu's fairy tale is a hot commodity. Who would be so stupid that he gave up the benefits in his hands and gave them to others?

What's more, in terms of distribution channels and the strength of the unit, these three publishing houses are not inferior to the Young People's Daily. Going to talk to them by yourself is simply not happy for yourself.

"Zhao Mu, you see, our Youth Daily is a direct agency of the China Writers Association. We have the qualifications to be elected as members of the China Writers Association. The Writers Association is the highest group of writers in China led by the Ministry of Culture.

The meaning in this editor Zhou's words is very obvious, full of naked temptation.

I have to admit that Zhao Mu was very moved at this moment. The Chinese Writers Association is the highest hall of Chinese writers who are only at the central level. Joining this organization is the dream of many people throughout their lives.

There are many Chinese writers, at least more than one million, but so far, there are only thousands of members of the Writers Association.

Most of them are older generation writers, with very few young people, and even less than one of them is as old as Zhao Mu.

Thinking that he might become the youngest knowing person in the Writers Association, a strong impulse surged in Zhao Mu's heart.

After filling a few sips of tea with big mouthfuls, Zhao Mu tried hard to calm himself down.

After a moment of silence, when Editor Zhou in front of him gradually showed a confident smile on his face, Zhao Mu shook his head slowly and firmly, "I'm really sorry, I'll stick to my decision."

(End of this chapter)

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