Chapter 204 White Whale

"Forget it, I understand," Zuo Ziliang sighed and slowly sat down on the chair, "Everyone has his own ambitions, so there is no need to force it. If you don't want to work together, just leave."

This time, Wang Zixu and Ye Lan looked at each other. Ye Lan asked: "What are you going to do with the shares?"

After Zuo Ziliang listened, he turned around silently, went back to his desk, took out a kraft paper portfolio, and threw it on the table.

"I mortgaged my house in Donghai and took out a loan. I originally planned to use it as a fund to fight against Xunyi. If you want to leave, use it as money to redeem your shares."

Ye Lan's eyes widened: "Are you crazy? Did Xunyi rob your wife? Why are you going against them like this?"

Zuo Ziliang lit a cigarette: "I have my reasons."

Ye Lan clapped his fingers and said:

"Operations, community, connections, resources, money burning, optimization... There is no place where we can beat the opponent. The only advantage is that our speech therapists have more experience than the opponent."

Zuo Ziliang squinted and smiled, blowing out a smoke ring:

"And they are paying high prices to poach people, and our speech therapists are losing. I estimate that in about three months, the quality of their speech therapists will be equal to Wen Ai."

Ye Lan said: "Yes! So you know? Just like that, you still want to go against Xunyi?"

"As I said, I have my reasons."

Wang Zixu asked: "Is this also part of your ideal?"

Zuo Ziliang did not deny it.

Wang Zixu thought for a while and said, "Then I will stay with you for another three months. I can also find a way to deal with my house and make some money."

Ye Lan slowly turned her head and looked at him with disbelief: "Are you crazy too?"

Wang Zixu said: "We There is a chance. "

"There is something wrong."

"There is a real chance," he explained. "An Younan came to me yesterday and used very generous means to pry me over. If they were so successful, she would not be in such a hurry."

After hearing this, Ye Lan rarely expressed agreement: "Judging from Xunyi's past style and methods, they also implement the law of the jungle internally, survival of the fittest. Projects that cannot achieve results in the short term will definitely be eliminated. But does this hold true for An Younan?"

Wang Zixu asked: "What's wrong with An Younan?"

"You want to "I want to know about An Younan's background." Ye Lan said, "Give me a hint, the father of the CEO of Xunyi Company is also named An." "They don't have the same surname as the father and son?"

“I heard that the father of Xunyi’s boss is a married woman, so he takes his mother’s surname. Now that Xunyi has grown bigger, it is possible for his daughter to change her ancestral surname.”

Wang Zixu carefully recalled the scene when he met An Younan. The more he thought about it, the more reliable his guess became. He nodded and said:

"She is indeed a bit like a second generation. I was still wondering before, such a large amount of funds was given to her at such a young age. Can she really handle it? If we consider it from the perspective of cultivating successors, it is really possible."

After saying that, Wang Zixu sighed: "Our small business has finally opened up an industry. In order to train successors, people just throw away a small amount of money and let them do whatever they want. It's really irritating."

Zuo Ziliang said: "Don't be angry. This world is just a grassroots team."

Ye Lan spread his hands: "Even if you know this, there is nothing you can do about it? What's the use?"

Zuo Ziliang pinched his cigarette: "If it is half a year later, when Wen Yan grows into a medium-sized company Enterprise, I still have the confidence to fight with them, but not now. We are not even close to Mao."

Today's Wen Ming is like a grain of sand thrown into the Yellow River.

Open the map street view and randomly arrange a photo of an office building, which may include seventeen or eight companies of the size of Wenyan. It's all a little fight.

When they met Xunyi now, it was as if they had just left the Novice Village and bumped into the final boss of the entire game, with no chance to turn back.

"But we do not have no chance. Since An Younan has a big background and we can't solve the problem, we can also start by solving the problem of people."

Ye Lan said flatly: "Can you still take action against An Younan himself?"

Zuo Ziliang shook his head: "Have you forgotten? We have a little prince."

...

He got up too early in the morning and had breakfast too late. When the prince arrived at the club, he felt a little unclear and his forehead was throbbing with pain.

He has recently begun to get used to the editing life. It has gradually become a pleasure to read all kinds of weird submissions in the mailbox and give some revision suggestions to novice writers.

In addition to reviewing manuscripts, he has other tasks today - he plans to talk to Ning Chunyan and ask her for money.

After discussing one or two clever ideas with Zuo Ziliang and Ye Lan, the biggest problem was the lack of money. Short of a lot of money.

He also invested 800,000 yuan in Ning Chunyan. The magazine has been improving recently, and he plans to ask her to get some back.

Ning Chun Yan left in a hurry in the morning, and he didn’t have time to speak. Near noon, Ning Chun Yan came back. His face was clouded with worry.

Before Wang Zixu had time to talk about his own affairs, Ning Chunyan complained first:

"The printing factory is so disrespectful. They won't lower the price with us at all, and they still have to charge warehouse fees. Isn't this drawing our blood?"

Diao Yiwen raised her head first and asked: " What's wrong? "

"Oh, it's not about the money?"

Ning Chunyan sat down, took off her high heels and straightened her stockings on her toes. There were only two people in the room, Wang Zixu and Diao Yiwen, and she didn't treat them as outsiders.

Wang Zixu cleared his throat and decided to talk about something else first: "Chen Qingluo asked for leave."

"Really?" Chen Qingluo asked for leave all year round, and she was used to it at the Ning Chun Banquet, "Hey, how was your chat that day?"

"It's okay, it's okay." After Wang Zixu said it, he felt that it was a bit against his will, and said, "I went to Shi Tonghe's house with her."

Upon hearing this, Ning Chunyan kicked off his chair: "What?"

There is no mistake in every song, one by one, one by one!

Diao Yiwen also came over.

"We had a chat with Shi Tonghe about some works, and the conversation was not very pleasant."

Wang Zixu spoke vaguely, but Ning Chunyan had a clear understanding. He was worried about what Diao Yiwen would hear, so he said vaguely:

"Okay, after all, they are seniors, so it is normal for them to look down on us juniors. But having said that, at least this means that you and Qingluo have reconciled. By the way, why did she ask for leave again?"

Wang Zixu said: "She said she found inspiration and needed to go home and write it down immediately."

Ning Chunyan was stunned and said, "Ah, didn't you tell me earlier?"

“Weren’t you busy earlier?”

“When she said something like this, she must have gone into a crazy state when she got home. She might not even have breakfast now. She hasn’t eaten yet. If we leave her alone, she will faint at home." Wang Zixu was stunned and immediately said, "Where is her home?"

“There’s no need for you to step in, I’ll just go.” Ning Chunyan patted his shoulder with a half-smile. In the eyes of people who don't know Chen Qingluo's writing habits, her smile is strange.

Ning Chunyan went on to say: "Since the Little Prince issue became popular, our sales in recent issues have not been very good."

Wang Zi nodded: "It's normal. Many people just read it for freshness. After buying one issue, they may not buy the next one."

"Yes, I was dazzled by the traffic of Little Prince, and I overestimated the current paper media market." Ning Chunyan said, "The issue of Little Prince was sold out, and I kept printing more. As a result, the sales volume of the next two issues was halved, and the latest issue was even halved."

Wang Zixu asked: "Did you lose money?"

Ning Chunyan looked a little bitter: "It's okay to lose money, but the key printing factory refuses to give in. If we reduce the printing volume, the charges will not be much lower. If we print too much, we won't be able to sell it, and we will have to backlog it in the warehouse, and we have to pay warehouse fees."

Wang Zixu asked cautiously: " So there is no problem with the funds now? "

"Breaking a balance means breaking even when the funds are used up. If you still lose money in the next period, you will have to pay." Diao Yiwen asked: "Sister Xiaochun, how can we change this situation?"

"Invite more manuscripts, and get more good manuscripts." Ning Chunyan waved, "We can't just have one little prince. We need to cultivate more newcomers who can hold up the stage, and it is best to use the remaining influence to ask for manuscripts from a few well-known writers."

After finishing speaking, she was stunned and couldn't help feeling sad: "Originally, this magazine was established to change the current situation of only recruiting celebrities for manuscripts. , As a result, we are now forced to embark on this path!" Diao Yiwen said: "There is no way, Sister Xiaochun, the reality is like this, you are not very realistic. They will never pay for publishing a celebrity's article."

Ning Chunyan turned to Wang Zixu: "What did you want to tell me just now?"

“It’s nothing.”

Wang Zixu had already given up on asking her for money. This is also a poor guy.

"How about we start now? You all go to well-known writers to ask for manuscripts. Come on, I have the contact information of many writers here. You can contact them..."

Diao Yiwen hesitated and said: "Sister Xiaochun, I am not familiar with her, can I get an appointment for a manuscript?"