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Chapter 121: The Wild Talk, Huang Qingya's Suggestions
Huizhou Writers Association.

Huang Qingya knocked on the door of Chairman Wang Rong's office with a report in hand.

Wang Rong was reading a book. When he saw Huang Qingya coming, he asked with a smile, "Qingya is here? What's up?"

Huang Qingya handed over the report in her hand. "This is the plan for our association to organize writers to go outing and collect folk songs next month. Please take a look at it when you have time to see if there are any problems. If there are no problems, please sign it."

Wang Rong nodded, "Okay, put it here!"

Just then, the phone on his desk rang.

Seeing this, Huang Qingya put down the documents in her hand and said goodbye.

When she turned around, Wang Rong picked up the phone, "Hello? Hi! I'm Wang Rong. Who is this?"

Then, I heard him say, "Oh? It's Lao Zheng! Haha, long time no see, I miss you so much! Next time you come to Huizhou, I'll treat you, for sure!"

Huang Qingya has already walked to the office door.

At this time, Wang Rong's tone became surprised, "Ah? The publishing house in Taiwan? They asked me to help connect you with Zhongyuan Yidianhui? How did they contact me? This publishing house is really powerful! They actually thought of asking you to contact me, and then asked me to help connect you... By the way, what is the name of this publishing house?"

At the office door, Huang Qingya, who heard Zhongyuan Yidianhui, stopped and looked back.

A publishing house in Formosa?

Want to contact Cao Sheng?
Since it concerned Cao Sheng, she suddenly wasn't in a hurry to leave.

After a moment, Wang Rong finished the call.

Huang Qingya walked back with curiosity.

Wang Rong was a little surprised to see her come back, "Qingya, you haven't left yet? That's great! I want to discuss something with you."

Huang Qingya smiled, "Let me help you contact Cao Sheng?"

Wang Rong nodded, "It seems that you heard everything I just said?"

Huang Qingya nodded.

Wang Rong laughed, "Alright! I don't have to explain it to you again. How about it? Can you introduce Cao Sheng to me? Well, by then, there will be President Zheng of the Guangzhou Association and representatives from the publishing house in Formosa. There may be a lot of people. Can you invite Cao Sheng to have a meal with us? Don't worry! You don't have to worry about the meal expenses. All expenses will be borne by the publishing house."

Huang Qingya didn't answer immediately, but asked curiously: "Which publishing house? Why are they so unconventional? They actually thought of calling you through President Zheng and then asking you to contact Cao Sheng. This is a bit too much!"

Wang Rong nodded and sighed, "Yes! This publishing house is too wild! Well, I heard from Lao Zheng that this publishing house is called something or other. Anyway, I have never heard of it, but Lao Zheng said that he had published works in this publishing house before and they have a relationship. Today he found me, and I can't refuse. I can only trouble you to do Cao Sheng's work, okay?"

"Speaking frequency..."

Huang Qingya repeated the name, nodded and smiled, "Okay! I'll try my best! If I can't convince Cao Sheng, don't blame me."

Wang Rong smiled, "It's okay! It's good enough that you are willing to do his job. No matter what the result is, I will definitely not blame you!"

……

After lunch, Cao Sheng and Chang Qingshu watched each other's taxi leave at the restaurant entrance. Cao Sheng then walked along Binjiang Road towards his house as if taking a stroll.

Chang Qingshu will not leave Huizhou for the time being. He will just go back to the hotel to rest and report to the headquarters the conditions under which Cao Sheng wants to share the royalties.

I don't know when I can give him a reply.

Cao Sheng was not in a hurry.

Anyway, the main text of "God's Tomb" has not officially started writing yet. Although he tried to write a few chapters before to get a feel for it, he was not satisfied with those chapters and did not intend to use them.

This kind of thing is not uncommon for him.

I have been writing online articles for so many years, and every time I start a new book, the most difficult part is always the beginning.

Just like building a house, the most important thing is laying the foundation.

If the foundation is not laid well, the house built will be a shoddy product.

When writing a novel, a good beginning can not only quickly attract readers, but also make the subsequent writing easier.

On the contrary, the first few chapters can drive away all readers.

The sequel won’t be long.

Anyway, he often goes through several revisions at the beginning of a new book.

Sometimes, after you have written an introduction of tens of thousands of words, when you review it again one day, you find that you are becoming more and more dissatisfied with it, and you may end up discarding all those tens of thousands of words.

Especially when I have no inspiration, I am often not satisfied with the several beginnings I write in succession and I often discard them.

……

I walked back to my residence.

Cao Sheng went to the bedroom on the second floor, took off his clothes and went to bed to rest.

Although he and Chang Qingshu did not reach an agreement on a new book contract today, the other party could drink quite a bit and kept urging him to drink. Before he knew it, he had drunk several glasses of liquor.

I was a little drunk at this time and just wanted to take a nap.

Anyway, he has asked his classmates to apply for leave for him today. If he really oversleeps, it’s okay for him to not go to school in the afternoon.

Before long, he fell into a deep sleep.

About half an hour later.

Huang Qingya rode her bike to Cao Sheng's courtyard.

She had the key to this place and opened the gate herself and came in.

When she parked her bicycle in the yard, she looked at the main room with its door open, then looked at the kitchen and the dining room, but didn't see Cao Sheng.

"Cao Sheng! Cao Sheng?"

She parked her bicycle and walked into the main room, calling Cao Sheng's name.

"Cao Sheng! Where are you?" After shouting several times, there was no response from Cao Sheng.

"You're not typing away upstairs in the middle of the day, are you? So diligent?"

She muttered and went upstairs.

After a while.

She saw Cao Sheng sleeping on the bed in the bedroom.

She was a little surprised.

After a slight hesitation, she walked lightly into the bedroom, went to the bedside, and looked at Cao Sheng who was sleeping soundly in the quilt. Her expression softened, she smiled, and sat down lightly on the edge of the bed.

Looking at Cao Sheng's red face, which was obviously from drinking, and smelling the alcohol in the air, she smiled again.

This was the first time she saw him sleeping.

She had stayed here before.

But the next morning, when she woke up, Cao Sheng was already awake.

At this moment.

Looking at his sleeping face, her eyes were a little gentle and a little complicated.

This little man dared to kiss her, hug her and make a move on her the first time he drank with her.

He is so strong that he doesn't seem like a young man of his age at all.

She was surprised at how skillful he was.

He said he might have a talent for it.

What surprised her even more was that he could always think of some positions she had never heard of.

He said this is talent!
Although he looked young, he was very mature in thought, and he always seemed to understand what she was thinking. As she dated him for a long time, she felt more and more that she was not as mature as she thought. In front of him, she often felt that many of her thoughts were quite childish.

She looked quietly at the sleeping Cao Sheng, and the more she thought about it, the more complicated her eyes became.

After looking at him for a while, she unconsciously reached out her right hand and gently stroked his face.

As she stroked him, a complicated smile appeared on her face, and she whispered to herself: "I was born before you, and you were born when I was old... Why did you appear when I was no longer young?"

Pursing her lips, she withdrew her right hand and began to unbutton her clothes.

……

When Cao Sheng woke up, he opened his eyes and saw Huang Qingya sleeping in his arms.

This scene made him very confused for a moment.

Do you suspect that you have blacked out due to drinking too much?

I can't remember how I ended up sleeping with her?

He only vaguely remembered that after he and Changqingshu had finished lunch, he seemed to have walked back. After returning, he seemed to have gone straight upstairs to bed.

He had no recollection of seeing Huang Qingya when he came back.

However, since I can't remember it, I won't think about it anymore.

With a beautiful woman in your arms, why bother with those things?

Give me a kiss first.

Just this kiss woke Huang Qingya up.

After a moment of confusion, she smiled, said nothing, raised her arms around his neck, and began to respond.

The temperature in the bed seemed to be getting higher and higher.

They began to take off their clothes, and soon, piece after piece of clothing was thrown on the floor.

Then it was rolled by the waves.

Like boiling water.

After a long time, with a long sigh like a deflation valve, the boiling waves finally stopped rolling, and the room became quiet.

After a while, Huang Qingya's lazy voice sounded, "There is a publishing house called Shuopin. They asked someone to call our president and asked us to help them make connections. They want to invite you to dinner. The president gave me this task. By the way, I heard that the publishing house is from Taiwan. Hey! Are you interested in meeting them?"

Cao Sheng hugged her, closed his eyes, sniffed the fragrance of her hair, and hummed.

Then he said, "Meet him! Otherwise you will lose face in front of your president. Besides, I just happen to need such a publishing house recently."

Huang Qingya turned around, a little surprised, "You really want to meet? I thought you wouldn't be interested! Why? Do you have a work to publish recently?"

Cao Sheng opened his eyes and nodded.

Huang Qingya was curious, "What work is it? When did you write it? What kind of story is it? Can you tell me about it?"

Cao Sheng: “I haven’t started writing yet!”

Huang Qingya was surprised. "You haven't even started writing yet? You're already looking for a publisher? Hey! Didn't you have a publisher you were working with? What's the matter? Are you unhappy with the cooperation? Do you want to change to another one?"

Cao Sheng shook his head. "It's not that the cooperation is unpleasant, but the conditions I proposed this time may be a bit high. The original partner may not agree. Therefore, it is necessary to contact other publishing houses."

Huang Qingya was even more curious. "Really? What conditions did you propose? With the performance of your last book, how could the other party disagree? How many times did you ask for the royalties?"

Cao Sheng gave a brief explanation.

After listening, Huang Qingya frowned and thought for a while, then suddenly chuckled, "According to what you said, they may not agree. How about this? I'll help you spread the word? Let all the publishing houses in Taiwan know that your cooperation with Xinchang may be over.

If you spread this news, it will surely attract many publishers to come to you. If more publishers come to you, maybe one of them will agree to your terms! Moreover, this will also put pressure on Xinchang. If there are more competitors to grab your new book, Xinchang may agree to your terms. What do you think of my idea?"

(End of this chapter)