Transmigrated as the Ex-Wife of a Heroic Man Chapter 400 - Chapter 400: The Publishing House

Chapter 400 - Chapter 400: The Publishing House

Chapter 400: The Publishing House

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

“Consider yourself clever.” After successfully dragging someone into the fray, Xu Xiaoxiao found Little sister much more pleasing to the eye. “What about you, Su Sixth sister? Do you want to be double too? If you haven’t thought about it, I can help you come up with one.” He didn’t have a wife yet, but he was enjoying the joy of being a father first. It wasn’t bad either!

Xu Xiaoxiao’s rebellious demeanor had toned down considerably, and even the way he looked at Sixth sister became loving.

“I don’t want to.” Su Sixth sister snorted coldly.

She was not a fool like her Little sister, who would believe whatever others said. And double…lt would be double the mockery!

“Tsk! Who cares?” If she didn’t want it, then so be it. He wasn’t a person with time to spare. Xu Xiaoxiao turned around and glared at Zhou Hengyang, scolding him in a bad mood, “Zhou Hengyang, why are you still sitting there like a fool? Hurry up and go to the kitchen to bring out the dishes. If you want to have enough to eat, do it yourself. Don’t expect others to serve you. I think you’re trying to start capitalism.”

It felt great to be able to seize the opportunity to scold Zhou Hengyang.

‘We’ll go.”

“Brother-in-law, vou don’t have to 20.”

Su Qing and her sisters certainly wouldn’t let their brother-in-law go. The three sisters promptly stood up and headed to the kitchen’s food counter to bring out the dishes.

Su Wen suddenly realized that when dining at this sort of mid-sized restaurant, they had to bring out their own dishes. Just now, Xu Xiaoxiao had not returned after ordering the dishes. He must have gone to the kitchen to help serve the dishes.

He had really broadened his horizons.

Province, Spring Breeze Publishing House.

In the publishing house’s office located in the old city area, people were busily moving things. The publishing house that had been in business for 20 years officially announced its closure today. The editors of the publishing house were packing their belongings. They did not have to come tomorrow.

Everyone’s expressions were gloomy. They didn’t have many connections. After graduating from university, they were picked on by others and were eventually a.s.signed to the publishing house. They thought they had secured a lifelong job, only to find out it was closing down so soon.

Thinking about how many old enterprises that had been in operation for decades had closed down, and the number of laid-off workers in the Province was increasing, it wasn’t unexpected.

In the past two years, there had not been any good books. The authors and published books that received special support from the publishing house hadn’t met the expected goals. On the contrary, they had incurred significant losses. The warehouse was packed with over ten thousand unsold books. It would be strange if they didn’t go out of business.

It was said that a large machinery factory had closed down some time ago, causing difficulties for hundreds of families overnight. Their small publishing house only had a few dozen employees.

It was no wonder they closed down so quietly.

“Chief editor, how should we handle these reader letters and submissions?” The secretary walked into the office of Zhou Yan, the boss and chief editor of the publishing house, with a large cardboard box in her arms. In the past, these letters and ma.n.u.scripts were the responsibilities of the various chief editors or editors.

However, because the publishing house had been closed down, the previous chief editors had been in this industry for a long time and were experienced. They had long been poached by the provincial publishing house. The reason Spring Breeze Publishing House was closing down so swiftly was actually related to these departed chief editors.

If it wasn’t for them undercutting them, there wouldn’t have been so many printing factories coming to demand payment.

“Just leave it here!” Zhou Yan did not even raise her head.

They received numerous miscellaneous submissions and reader letters every week, all of which were rejected in the end. The reader’s letters were stored in the warehouse. No one had the energy to go through them one by one.

“Alright then.” The secretary left carefully.

Zhou Yan looked at the reports, calculating the losses. Her face turned ashen, and she clammed the table hard, mentally noting down the loss. In fact, she didn’t really care that much about the publishing house’s closure. After all, she had started it on a whim due to her interest..