The phone was quickly connected, and it turned out that Miss Xiao's face was still big enough, and after only a while, the editor-in-chief asked Miss Xiao to fax the article over, and said that she happened to be free now, and would reply to her in an hour.

After faxing the article, Xiao Se proudly raised his chin and was very embarrassed.

"Cersei, you are so powerful, I will come to you for anything in the future."

The eyebrows did not hesitate to praise, praised Miss Xiao to the fullest, and said that he would definitely stick a knife in his friend's ribs and go to the soup to fight the fire!

The reply from the editor-in-chief came very quickly, and it didn't even take half an hour, when the other party called, and his voice sounded excited, and asked Xiao Se who wrote the article.

Xiao Se still remembered what the little fat man was called, so he looked at his eyebrows.

"Son Nalan." Meimei casually thought of a pen name, and he didn't call Wu Dalang, the little fat man in his previous life.

After being with the little fat man for so many years, she knows that the little fat man actually cares about his height and body shape, and wants to come to his previous life to take Wu Dalang for himself, behind the seemingly free and easy, there must be a lot of helplessness and inferiority!

The editor-in-chief was puzzled, in her impression, she had never heard of an author named Nalan Gongzi, could it be that she was too lonely and unheard?

Xiao Se was very smart, and he only guessed a little to know why the editor-in-chief was confused, so he reminded: "Nalan Gongzi is only fifteen years old, he is a first-year junior high school student, this article is his debut novel, Aunt Jia, what do you think of the writing?" ”

Meimei heard the exclamation on the phone, and laughed proudly with Xiao Se, what she liked to see the most was the performance of these adults being shocked.

Let them look down on the little ones!

"It's completely okay to publish, I've changed some things slightly, I'll fax it over now, and you can ask your friend to polish it again, and it will be published next week." The editor-in-chief's tone was very cheerful, she was worried that there was no new force in the magazine recently, and Xiao Se happened to be dozing off and sending pillows.

Xiao Se was very calm, but asked matter-of-factly: "Aunt Jia, how do my friend's articles count money?" How many words are 100 words? ”

The editor-in-chief is also very generous, and gave the price of a hundred words, and the little fat man's article is about 1,500 words, which means that he can get a manuscript fee of fifteen yuan, which is not low, after all, many people's salaries are only a few dozen yuan now!

Xiao Se frowned, not too satisfied with the price, the editor-in-chief on the other end of the phone hurriedly said: "Cersei, you have to understand Aunt Jia, your friend is just a newcomer, generally the price set by our club for newcomers is 100 characters five to eight corners, and one dollar is already given for the sake of your face!" ”

"Then let's get a dollar first, and after a while, my friend will become an old man, and then Aunt Jia, you will calculate it according to the price of the old man."

Xiao Se is also very good at talking, and it was finalized in a few words, covering his eyebrows and snickering.

She could imagine the expression of the editor-in-chief on the other end of the phone, which definitely didn't look better than constipation.

"You can take it and change it for the little fat man, and then bring it over after you change it."

Xiao Se casually threw the revised manuscript to Meimei, and then stopped caring about it, grabbed the ice cream that Aunt Suss had just made and began to lick it.

"Thank you, I'll treat you to KFC in a few days, and introduce you to a friend then!" Meimei was happy.

"The boyfriend can meet, the woman is exempt, I don't have a cold for the woman." Xiao Se said coolly, with a look of admiration and insensitivity.