The Rebirth Of The Strongest Tycoon

Chapter 5

Five more days, Xia Yu finished the 230,000-word script, plus the previous writing, a total of 420,000 words.

Just at this moment, Xia Yu was not in the mood to write.

He waited for days and there was no news. A small explanation is placed above. According to his estimation, it should have been reviewed a long time ago. Five days was enough for them to get the news, but now there was no news.

He did not believe that “Xun Qin Ji” would be buried. After all, the quality is there. As long as they read it, it was impossible to ignore.

“Except... that person didn't even see it because I was.” Xia Yu suddenly thought of a possibility, combined with that person's attitude, the more he thought about it, the more likely it was to happen.

“I don't have much time to waste, let's go and check. If it really is, then I will get back the script of the novel and think of another way!” Xia Yu calmed down, thought about it, and departed for the Oriental Daily headquarters.

until outside the “Oriental Daily” building, Xia Yu walked directly inside, found the office, knocked on the door and walked over.

“Halo, is my manuscript checked?” Seeing that the middle-aged editor was drinking tea with the younger man, Xia Yu walked over and asked straightforwardly.

Seeing Xia Yu coming again, the middle-aged man retracted his gaze and continued to talk to others. He pointed his finger at the large pile of manuscripts in the corner and said, “No, take it back yourself!

After he finished speaking, the middle-aged man did not even look at Xia Yu, and continued chatting with others.

Seeing the attitude that the middle-aged editor ignored, Xia Yu became angry, but she was too lazy to argue. It was a loss to Oriental Daily that she did not see “Xun Qin Ji”, and it was just a waste of her days so she would regret it.

I better find the original script first, after all it took four days to write it all!"

Xia Yu walked over to the pile of manuscripts, searched quickly, and finally found some crumpled manuscripts under the trash. He doesn't talk much. He picked up the manuscript and put it back in his school bag, looked coldly at the middle-aged editor, and then left.

For someone who had a cold face to her, why would she have to go and whisper, that was completely unnecessary!

I must say that Xia Yu's very different attitude made the person chatting in the office a little surprised. Then the middle-aged editor felt a little embarrassed in front of his colleagues, and gave a cold snort: “Streeting, you can't even learn to write novels as a person.”

While scolding Xia Yu, she did not think about it, because she did not know how to be a man!

“Oh? Seeing as he is only fifteen or sixteen years old, let's write a novel. I really want to see what he wrote.” Another younger man said with a smile on his face. He's a little curious. What did the young man write? This was the first time she had met him who had written a novel at such a young age and had the courage to contribute.

The young man's attitude made the middle-aged editor a little uncomfortable. He said condescendingly, “What is so beautiful? If you have not studied history well, write about the Qin Dynasty. The protagonist is called Xiang Kelong. Modern guy, he still does many things, messy.”

Seeing that the middle-aged editor was a little uncomfortable, the young man stopped talking about it. After all, he was the same editor and the middle-aged editor had a more Senior qualification, There was no need to make trouble because of this small matter, so he immediately changed the subject.

just a young editor thinking to himself: “Modern people have traveled to the Qin Dynasty. It's catchy. I just want to see this point. Unfortunately, he took back his manuscript..”.

……

After walking out of the “Oriental Daily” building, he clenched his fists, flicked loudly, vented some curses, and then thought about the problem he was facing right now.

“Especially as a newcomer I will definitely be pressed very low. Maybe only ten thousand words, even if thousands of words maximum 20 or 400 thousand words, only 8,000 Hong Kong dollars. The funds are too heavy. Difficult to career.”

“Calculating in this way, the submission can no longer solve my problem. Moreover, I suddenly do not want to publish “Xun Qin Ji”. I'm stumped. Only by running my own business can I eat all the benefits. I can publish it myself, hey!” Xia Yu thought reluctantly. Although “Xun Qin Ji” came easily, Xia Yu would not waste her value.

I have to say that it seems to be influenced by other memories, and those memories are mostly elite and capitalist memories, so Xia Yu also subconsciously thought of the matter in this direction, she said, turn toward qualified capitalists.

But this is a good thing!

“Now, I have to think of a way to get the initial capital in a short time and complete the initial capital accumulation!” Xia Yu muttered.

“Think more seriously and see who has a memory that matches the current situation.” Xia Yu thought while riding the bus.

Memories keep jumping in his mind. As she almost got home, Xia Yu finally found the path she wanted.

As soon as he got out of the car, he shouted in excitement, and then quickly ran towards a small shop.

“Bos, bring me a set of dice and a deck of cards!” Xia Yu said directly to the shop owner.

The owner of the commissioner is a parent. He pushed his glasses and looked at Xia Yu with excitement on his face. He shook his head, took out a pair of dice and a pair of cards and handed them to Xia Yu. After collecting money, the boss can not help but advise: “do not gamble, gambling will ruin your future!”

“So, Thank you for reminding me that I bought it for someone else.” Xia Yu glanced at the boss and said thankfully, then picked up the dice and cards then stepped away.

Looking at Xia Yu's back, the stall owner sighed and shook his head. He seemed to regret that a young man had lost his way.

After returning home quickly, Xia Yu picked up the bowl and came out. The sound of the dice swaying at home was too loud and would be noticed by his parents, causing unnecessary trouble.

coming into the open, Xia Yu closed her eyes and recalled her memories and experiences. When he opened his eyes, the whole person seemed to change a different temperament. He covered the bowl on the dice board and shuffled it quickly.

At first, Xia Yu always shook her head, but after a while, a smile appeared on her face. Every time he opened the bowl, the amount was very interesting. There are 3 1 to 3 and 6, or 123 straight. Wait, I can shake almost everything I want, as if the god of gambling is alive.

After which, Xia Yu took out a playing card and started playing again. The more he plays, the more proficient he is, the more tricks he understands, the more flexible his fingers are, and the ability to issue special cards each time he is dealt.

Once the cards are dealt again, they open up poker, and there are three aces!

“Ha ha ha!” Xia Yu laughed loudly, her eyes were full of confidence, and the problems for days disappeared completely.

“Thanks to the memory of the master, I did not expect any master gambling player to stay in that hotel. This will make me perfect! Haha!”

Seeing the day getting late, Xia Yu put away the dice and poker, and walked in the direction of the house.