Brother! This is the adoption certificate. I don't want your sister-in-law!

Chapter 9 Nonsense

On the way, Su Wanning glanced at the manuscript written by Su Xiao.

The German train stopped for three minutes.

Su Wan Ning's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She looked down.

Last month, I went to Germany on a business trip and took the train from Frankfurt to Munich. The fields and towns outside the window stretched out like an oil painting.

The train suddenly broke down and stopped while traveling through an open field. The usually punctual Deutsche Bahn train was unexpectedly out of service, and I was secretly worried that my trip would be affected. The passengers in the carriage also looked helpless, but no one complained.

I was feeling a bit anxious when my colleague smiled and pulled me aside, gesturing for me to look out the window.

I looked up and saw vast fields stretching out between heaven and earth, the scenery serene and tranquil.

A short while later, the train resumed operation.

My colleague told me that since the accident has already happened, instead of being anxious and restless, I should calm down, appreciate the scenery in front of me, and enjoy this time when things have slowed down due to the accident.

I gazed at the serene scenery outside the window and felt a surge of emotion.

We are always in a hurry, chasing efficiency, but we often overlook the beauty along the way.

I can't help but wonder, isn't occasionally slowing down and appreciating the present moment a rare kind of happiness?

After reading the last word, Su Wan Ning was stunned, her face full of "What the hell is this?" expressions.

This is utter nonsense, the whole thing is utter nonsense!

She remained silent for several seconds.

Then she forced a smile and finally spoke.

"How could you write something like this? Does anyone even read this?"

Su Xiao shrugged. "Don't worry, people will definitely watch it. This is the wisdom of our predecessors; I'm just summarizing it by standing on their shoulders."

Su Wanning glanced at him.

That look was filled with confusion.

She couldn't understand what he was saying.

predecessors?

Which predecessor?

This person's way of speaking is getting stranger and stranger, like they're possessed.

She returned the manuscript and pouted.

"It's not very well written."

……

In the magazine's office, the editor-in-chief was sitting behind his desk smoking.

The tea in the cup had already been steeped three times, and its color was so pale it was almost like plain water, but he didn't bother to change it.

The sales of the last issue of the magazine were not very good.

The distribution department has been urging us several times, saying they need to change the topic, that readers have given feedback that the content is too old-fashioned, and that the neighboring "City Weekly" has sold out again this issue.

He rubbed his temples, feeling annoyed, when the door was pushed open.

The receptionist peeked in halfway: "Editor-in-chief, that kid from yesterday is here."

Which child?

"It's the one who applied for the job that day, the one who wrote several introductory paragraphs."

The editor-in-chief's eyes lit up immediately: "Let him in quickly."

When Su Xiao pushed the door open and came in, the editor-in-chief saw that there was a little girl following behind him.

She had long black hair tied in a ponytail, an oval face, and very fair skin. She stood half a step behind Su Xiao.

The editor-in-chief paused for a moment, then smiled and asked in a friendly tone, "Is this your sister?"

"Okay," Su Xiao said, "Come and take a look."

The editor-in-chief nodded without asking any further questions, his gaze already fixed on the stack of manuscripts in Su Xiao's hand, his eyes filled with an eager anticipation.

"Is the manuscript finished?"

Su Xiao handed over the manuscript paper.

"It's written down, please take a look."

The editor-in-chief took it, sat behind his desk, put on his glasses, and began to read.

Su Xiao stood in front of the desk, and Su Wan Ning stood next to him. Neither of them spoke.

The office was quiet, with only the sound of turning pages and the ticking of the wall clock.

As a seasoned editor, he immediately grasped the essence of the article.

Last month, while on a business trip, I noticed something. At first, I subconsciously thought my colleague was smiling and pulling me aside. Suddenly, I realized that it was out of kindness and emotion. I couldn't help but ask myself, and I had to admit that I had to reflect on the gap between us!

Genius! This is simply genius!

The editor-in-chief put down the manuscript, took off his glasses, wiped the lenses with a glasses cloth, and then put them back on.

He looked at Su Xiao and remained silent for several seconds.

Then he let out a long breath and leaned back in his chair.

"You're a genius," he couldn't help but exclaim.

The voice wasn't loud, but every word was spoken with emphasis.

Su Xiao didn't speak, but Su Wan Ning stared wide-eyed at the two of them with a strange expression.

She felt that the world was a bit strange; this was clearly a very pro-Western and sycophantic article, wasn't it?

The editor-in-chief picked up the manuscript again, read the last paragraph one more time, then put it down, opened a drawer, took out an envelope, and pushed it in front of Su Xiao.

"My base salary this month is one thousand. Plus the completion fee for this article, two hundred. That's a total of one thousand two hundred."

Su Xiao glanced at the envelope, feeling puzzled.

"Will you give it to me now?"

"Your manuscript is worth the price."

The editor-in-chief said confidently, "This article could be printed as early as next Monday."

Su Xiao's eyes lit up: "So fast?"

"I can't wait for such a good manuscript."

The editor-in-chief smiled, picked up a schedule from the table, glanced at it, and said, "This issue of the magazine was already finalized. I removed someone else's article and put yours in. It should be ready for printing next Monday."

He paused, then remembered something: "By the way, do you have a bank card? The profit sharing can be deposited directly into your card, that would be convenient."

Su Xiao shook her head: "Not yet."

"Then go and get one."

The editor-in-chief said, "Tell me the card number after you've processed it."

Su Xiao took the note, nodded, picked up the envelope on the table, and put it in her bag.

"Thank you, editor-in-chief."

"Don't thank me."

The editor-in-chief waved his hand, his gaze returning to the manuscript, his tone carrying a sense of satisfaction as if he had found a treasure, "You wrote it yourself, I just printed it out."

……

The sun was shining brightly as I walked out of the magazine office.

Su Xiao clutched the envelope full of money, secretly pleased.

This truly is an era where gold is everywhere!

Su Wanning walked beside him, not behind him.

She remained silent for a while, then finally couldn't help but turn her head to look at him.

"Wasn't that article complete nonsense? How could anyone believe it, and why is the editor-in-chief so optimistic about it?"

Su Xiao glanced at her, and the corners of her mouth slowly curved up.

"Want to know?"

Su Wanning didn't say anything, but her expression betrayed her.

Her gaze was more focused than usual, and her pace unconsciously slowed down.

Su Xiao stopped, turned around, faced her, and gave her a smug smile.