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In the living room.

With the reputation of acting in movies in the future, Wang Xiaobao has already given the elixir to Bruce Lee.

In order to save this future internationally renowned superstar and his idol in his previous life, Wang Xiaobao took great pains.

He not only prepared a disease-removing elixir to treat all diseases, but also prepared a marrow-cleansing elixir to cleanse the tendons, cut the marrow, and strengthen the bones in the I Ching.

It can be said that he tried his best.

Under such circumstances, if something unexpected happens to the idol, there is nothing he can do.

This is fate. How can Wang Xiaobao resist fate?

"Okay, okay, that's great!"

"Our business cannot be done without justice. We welcome Editor-in-Chief Zhou to visit us next time."

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Renfa sitting on the sofa drinking tea and reading an account book in his hand.

Wang Xiaobao didn't agree with him at all. If you couldn't afford a high price, naturally someone else could.

"Well, since Editor-in-Chief Zhou is here today, let's discuss the price."

"Where's Ren Shibo?"

Xiao Yichen said quickly.

Other copyrights, such as physical publishing, film and television adaptation, game adaptation, animation adaptation, etc., are still owned by the author.

Ren Tingting's eyes flickered and she agreed softly.

Master Ba was a little reluctant and warned again.

Xiao Yichen explained with a smile.

At this time, Bruce Lee said with excitement after reading the first 100,000 words.

Taoist Priest Four Eyes drove the customers out of the gate of Yizhuang and waved to Master Ba.

"Haha, I want to eat abalone and lobster!"

"When the time comes, let's watch it all at once."

The styles of the two works are completely different, but Wang Xiaobao can control them easily, and Editor-in-Chief Zhou admires them greatly.

"Achen, let's go."

Seeing that the person coming was Xiao Yichen, Ren Tingting happily greeted him.

He stood in front and rang the bell, while the customers behind him put their hands on his shoulders, one by one.

Hearing the footsteps, Renfa saw that Xiao Yichen was coming, and stood up with a smile to say hello.

There is also a pair of abacus and pen and ink on the coffee table next to it, which seems to be calculating accounts.

"Come on, come on, you made a lot of money today, I have to kill you."

Wang Xiaobao thought to himself, when I copy other works in the future, you will be able to see other styles.

After chatting for a while, Wang Xiaobao saw that it was almost noon and invited the two of them to have dinner together.

This time it's good, he has taken care of it.

"I'm coming."

Editor-in-Chief Zhou sighed inwardly, it seemed that the other party was not a novice, so there was no way he could fool him.

Bruce Lee took the manuscript and read it intently.

Wang Xiaobao chuckled. He couldn't digest the cake the other party painted. He should be a little more tacky and let's talk about the price.

"Senior Brother Wencai, take good care of Master."

"Uncle Master, have you ever thought about sitting on the shoulders of the customer at the front and letting him take the lead in dancing?"

Wang Xiaobao had great confidence in Zichuan and assured him categorically.

"It's good to try more, it's a good thing."

Taking advantage of the darkness, Taoist priest Siyan rang the Sanqing bell, scattered a handful of paper money, and shouted slogans.

"It has to be you. People who have studied abroad are smart."

The elixir melted in the mouth. Zhong Chuhong only felt a sweet taste and asked with some confusion.

"Don't care what it is, just think of it as a piece of candy."

"Well what is this? Why is it so sweet?"

The previous film Zhu Xian, which caused a sensation in Hong Kong, only cost 300 words per thousand words.

Ren Tingting was stunned for a moment, grabbed his hand, and asked eagerly.

After taking a bath, Wen Cai just made breakfast.

After breakfast, Xiao Yichen took Taoist Priest Siyan to the town on a motorcycle.

He heard a special explanation from Brother Su Qing in the group and knew something about copyright.

Pulling her little head over, Xiao Yichen stared into her eyes and asked softly.

"Yin people go on the road, Yang people stay away!"

"Who is it? The door is unlocked, come in."

So, this "Purple River" is about the joint struggle of multiple forces, which is a mixture of family power and racial struggle.

After asking, Xiao Yichen walked straight to the living room.

"The master is also at home, drinking tea in the living room."

"Master Xiao, you are here."

"嘤"

In this day and age, the aroma of wine is not afraid of the depth of the alley.

"Haha, come on, give me a kiss."

"Goodbye, what are you saying goodbye to? Where are you going?"

At this time, Editor-in-Chief Zhou slapped his thigh and said excitedly.

"Master, uncle, good morning."

"Of course. Didn't you see it just now? Chief Editor Zhou and I have already reached an agreement."

Wang Xiaobao quoted a price.

After watching Si Yan and Xiao Yichen leave, Ba Ye and Wen Cai turned around and returned to Yizhuang.

You can't watch it all at once, Bruce Lee said with some annoyance.

"I'm tired. Why aren't I tired? But if I don't dance, they won't dance either. What can I do?"

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will take Ah Chen out and I will definitely bring him back intact."

"Brother Xiaobao, is it really 500 yuan for a thousand words? It feels like a dream."

Unexpectedly, he asked for five hundred words per thousand words for his second work!

It's just talking nonsense, it's better to go and rob a gold store.

"Editor-in-chief Zhou, tell yourself, is Zichuan worth the price?"

"Sit down and eat quickly. After dinner, I will accompany your uncle to the town to buy some materials."

"What? Five hundred? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!"

Generally speaking, when a work is serialized in a newspaper, the newspaper only has the right to serialize the work.

"Uncle Master, aren't you tired from dancing like this?"

Xiao Yichen thought of the fragments in the movie plot, organized the language, and tried.

"No, this is absolutely not possible. There is absolutely no need to talk about this."

When Ren Tingting heard this, her pretty face turned red instantly, and she buried her head in his arm, afraid to see anyone.

When Taoist Priest Four Eyes heard this, his eyes widened and he stopped.

When talking about business, the smile on Editor Zhou's face disappeared and he asked seriously.

Composed a tragic song that is both heroic and sad.

"Shibo, I'm here to see Tingting."

"That's it, okay?"

"When I come back, I will propose marriage to Ren Shibo and marry you. How about that?"

Looking at Xiao Yichen walking in, Master Ba nodded with satisfaction.

Xiao Yichen nodded and sat down to eat.

Xiao Yichen laughed and kissed her excitedly.

"Oh? That's it, that's fine. Young people really should go out and experience things."

Zhong Chuhong's face was filled with excitement when she returned home. She had just watched the whole bargaining process between Wang Xiaobao and Chief Editor Zhou.

The voice was so small that if Xiao Yichen's five senses had not been strengthened, he might not have been able to hear it.

"Five hundred words for a thousand words!"

Wen Cai stood behind Master Ba, silently reluctant to leave.

"it's me."

"Tomorrow I will go to Oriental Daily, hand over the previous 200,000-word manuscript to him, and then sign the contract."

"Wang Sheng thinks, how much is appropriate?"

Xiao Yichen also waved. He did not ride a motorcycle and stayed in Yizhuang for Ba Ye to ride.

"The eldest lady is reading upstairs."

Editor-in-chief Zhou agrees very much. Young people should try more.

When Wang Xiaobao heard this, his expression changed and he refused on the spot.

Ren Tingting flattened her mouth and hugged his arm, feeling a little unhappy.

“A pleasure to work with.”

Seeing that big stars like Bruce Lee were also attracted by the plot of the novel, Editor-in-Chief Zhou's confidence in Zichuan greatly increased.

"I'm afraid it won't work today. I am accompanying my uncle to buy materials. I will go out with my uncle for training in two days. I came here specifically to say goodbye to Tingting."

He immediately jumped up, sat on the first customer's shoulder, rang the bell and commanded it to dance, and the customers behind him followed suit.

Wang Xiaobao asked calmly, confident.

"That's what you said. We can cooperate happily."

"Okay, I'm done."

The girl gave a shy cry, and Wang Xiaobao picked her up and carried her into the bedroom.

"It's a completely different style from the previous one, Zhu Xian, but it's not as exciting as Zhu Xian."

"Good boy, why didn't I think of that?"

"Ah, this is so embarrassing."

Two days later in the evening, Xiao Yichen and Uncle Siyan said goodbye to Master Ba and Wen Cai again and embarked on the road to experience.

"Editor-in-Chief Zhou has over-rated it. This is just my attempt to try multiple styles."

"Junior brother, please be safe on the road and remember to bring Ah Chen back early."

Editor-in-chief Zhou jumped three feet high on the spot. He felt that Wang Xiaobao was floating.

"No, no, I'll go find her upstairs."

"If the price satisfies me and I am too lazy to find anyone else, I will serialize "Purple River" with an estimated two million words in our Oriental Daily."

The Taoist priest with four eyes rolled his eyes at him and said angrily: "You can't let me carry them on my back, right?"

In the new century of the previous life, when online novels first appeared, many authors were cheated because they did not understand the importance of copyright.

Seeing Wang Xiaobao's attitude that he didn't want to talk anymore, Editor-in-Chief Zhou was really reluctant and gritted his teeth and accepted the sky-high price.

Holding the girl's slender waist, Wang Xiaobao smiled and said: "As the mistress of the house, I have a gift for you."

Xiao Yichen looked at his movements and asked curiously.

Entering the dining hall, Xiao Yichen greeted everyone one by one.

"Then the price you offered is too high, Mr. Wang, and we can't accept it."

"Haha, when Brother Xiaolong comes back from the United States, I should almost finish writing this book."

"Ah Chen is here, come in quickly."

"Master, take care of yourself. I will be back in a while."

Although these copyrights cannot be quickly monetized under today's conditions, their value is hundreds or thousands of times that of serialization rights.

Parking the motorcycle in front of Ren's mansion, Xiao Yichen stepped into the mansion.

After touching her little head, Xiao Yichen said seriously.

As long as the sales of newspapers and magazines are good, the price will be higher, and the wool will come from the sheep.

If we say that Wang Xiaobao's previous "Zhu Xian" was about the love between men and women, it was a romantic drama disguised as a fairy tale.

He jumped, and the customers behind him also jumped.

"Okay, you go ahead and have lunch at home."

Xiao Yichen held her hand with his backhand and said with a smile: "What can I do if I stay in Renjiazhuang all day long?"

"Haha, Tingting is upstairs. I'll call him down."

Xiao Yichen punched and punched in the yard for more than an hour, sweating all over his body.

"Whether you have any potential or not, I don't care."

He put Uncle Four Eyes on the West Street where all kinds of Yin Talisman materials were sold, and rode his motorcycle straight to Ren's Mansion.

"Oh, I see."

"Well, is Tingting at home?"

Paranormal parallel world of the Republic of China.

In the early morning of July, the sun was slightly hot on the human body.

Editor-in-Chief Zhou choked for a moment and immediately regretted it. He shouldn't have shown it so obviously just now.

"Of course, if the sales of Oriental Daily decline due to the plot, how about we renegotiate the price?"

"Ha ha."

"However, Mr. Wang, you have to promise that the subsequent plot will not be less exciting than the previous one hundred thousand words."

With that said, he took out a Dingyan Pill and fed it to Zhong Chuhong.

Wang Xiaobao looked at the radiant girl.

The speed of making money is simply faster than robbing a gold store!

"show me."

One thousand words is five hundred. Ten thousand words is five thousand, one million words is half a million, and two million words is one million.

"Um?"

"Ah, Brother Chen, you are here."

"It's really exciting. I'm already eager to see the rest of the story."

This trial worked, and Taoist Master Four Eyes was extremely happy.

"Oh, to have such a high reputation from Editor-in-Chief Zhou, it seems that Brother Xiaobao has written another classic masterpiece!"

Xiao Yichen went up to the second floor and knocked on the door of Ren Tingting's boudoir.

Based on today's average monthly salary of 300 to 400 yuan in Xiangjiang, writing a book of 2 million words is worth the income of a migrant worker working non-stop for 200 years.

Editor-in-chief Zhou and Bruce Lee did not refuse and readily agreed.

"It's getting late. Let's go have dinner first. I asked Hongmei to book a hotel."

"By the way, now that we've had enough wine and food, shouldn't it be time to get down to business?"

"Senior Brother Wencai, morning."

"Hey, this is the only way. My mind is full of Zi Chuan Xiu and I can't stop."

"Purple River" uses humorous language and delicate and moving brushwork to depict a unique and wonderful world to the world.

"It's okay. I believe Mr. Jin Yong's Ming Pao, Tian Tian Daily, Xin Pao, Express and other newspapers will be interested in Zichuan."

Renfa smiled when he heard this and enthusiastically pulled Xiao Yichen to sit on the sofa.

The two shook hands and reached cooperation.

"I want to go out with my uncle to practice and gain more knowledge. It may take two or three months before I can come back."

"A thousand words and five hundred is fine, but we need the full copyright of "Purple River"."

When the servants of Ren Mansion saw Xiao Yichen arriving, they hurried up to greet him.

"this"

"Okay, I just want to go find Tingting and say goodbye to her."

Only then did Renfa understand Xiao Yichen's purpose, so he stopped worrying and let Xiao Yichen go upstairs.

"That's all, five hundred is five hundred."

"Junior brother, come back soon."

After saying goodbye to Ren Tingting, Xiao Yichen and Taoist Siyan returned to Yizhuang.

Wang Xiaobao, who had negotiated the price, was very happy and said with a hearty smile.

As long as he holds the copyright in his hands, he can cash it in at any time when the time comes. It is a complete money printing machine!

Editor-in-chief Zhou wants the full copyright of "Zichuan", which is bullying Wang Xiaobao because he doesn't know how to do it.

Arriving at the desk, Xiao Yichen flipped through her book and said, "Tingting, I came here to say goodbye to you."

After lunch, the two said goodbye and left. Wang Xiaobao and Zhong Chuhong returned home.

After pondering for a moment, Editor-in-Chief Zhou gritted his teeth and accepted the price, and put forward another condition.

A group of characters with different personalities are presented to the world one by one.

"good."

"Uncle Master, times have changed, and we Maoshan Taoist priests must also keep pace with the times."

Seeing Si Yan and the customers jumping away, Xiao Yichen shouted and followed.