In the morning in Manhattan, when the sun is getting stronger.

Wang gradually walked out of the bank.

He held a pamphlet and flipped through it with interest.

This is a check book, right?

Sign your name, fill in the amount, and you can use it as money?

It feels like it's quite fun.

He stood on the bustling streets of Manhattan and felt like his waist had never been so hard.

Thereupon...

And he swelled.

He walked into a real estate agent in Manhattan and was going to rent an apartment there.

Half an hour later.

Wang gradually staggered out of the real estate agency.

A one-bedroom apartment costs $1,000 a month?

Or is it the kind of apartment that was built during World War II when you are older than you?

How could Hitler just bomb London and not Manhattan!

The most critical issue is that you must also provide your personal credit history, as well as proof of income.

For people like themselves who are unable to provide this, they have to pay three months' rent to the guarantee company in exchange for the guarantee contract.

In this way, only the landlord is willing to rent the house to you.

As for buying an apartment?

Wang gradually didn't dare to inquire about the price at all.

Alas...

Forget it, forget it.

Actually, Brooklyn is not bad.

It is said that the rent there is only slightly higher than that of the Bronx, but the security is much better than that of the Bronx.

What's more, it doesn't have as many stinking rules as Manhattan.

He looked at the signboards of JPMorgan Bank and Goldman Sachs Group in the distance and couldn't help but sigh.

Manhattan is the heart of the global financial industry.

There are a lot of rich people here.

Wang gradually calculated in his heart.

$44,000, in New York City, is just enough to get yourself out of abject poverty.

Time is running out.

I have to quickly copy out the "Arcane Throne" in my mind and see if I can make more money.

He was so preoccupied that he got on the bus back to the Bronx.

I was about to go back to my apartment and begin translating the first volume of the Arcane Throne, while waiting for the afternoon of community labor.

The bus starts slowly.

The crowd in suits and leather shoes in a hurry was gradually left behind.

Half an hour later.

Wang gradually got off the bus, and at a glance he saw a pool of blood and a few pots of chrysanthemums at the place where the two groups of blacks faced each other in the morning.

He took a deep breath.

Well, it's still the air of freedom that belongs exclusively to the Bronx.

Wang gradually did not stop long, and after buying two hamburgers on the side of the road, he returned to the apartment.

Sitting on the sofa in his apartment, he munched on a hamburger while holding a pen and paper and writing and drawing.

First of all, you have to write down the novel in your mind in Chinese characters.

Then, make the appropriate modifications to make it more relevant to American life.

Finally, it is translated from Chinese to English.

Write a synopsis of the story and the first tens of thousands of words, and you can submit.

I already have "I Am the Archmage", and I have done the foundation in front.

Then, the new book should get a guaranteed royalty and a decent royalty share.

Just as he was putting pen to paper.

The phone rang.

Wang gradually frowned.

This feeling of being immersed in something and suddenly being disturbed is extremely unpleasant.

He patiently picked up the phone and made a decision by the way.

If it's something to sell, I'll pull out the phone line later.

"Hey, hello. This is the Food Advertising Department at Omnicom Advertising, and I'm Lynn, the Advertising Planner. Are you the author of "I Am the Archmage", Mr. Wang?"

Advertising agencies?

What are they looking for themselves?

Wang gradually replied with some confusion: "I am." Is there something going on?"

"That's right. Our company wants to get the advertising authorization for "I Am the Archmage". When you have time, we can meet and talk in detail. ”

Advertising authorization for "I Am an Archmage"?

Wang gradually looked at the microphone a little puzzled, isn't this really a liar?

How is that thing licensed?

In the part printed below, change the manuscript so that only eating a certain brand of tacos can increase the magic?

Don't be funny...

Wang gradually was about to refuse, only to hear the other side of the phone say again: "We will give you a very generous reward according to the number of years." ”

Huge returns?

Wang's eyes lit up.

In fact...

It's not impossible.

Popeye also eats canned spinach under the "Bobo" brand.

Mike eats a brand tacos also...

Not excessive?

He was thinking to himself.

Suddenly, I thought of the secret loss I suffered when I signed a contract with a publishing house.

Belch...

Still, decide to put it off.

At the very least, you have to find a lawyer, right?

So, Wang gradually said: "It's not convenient for me to talk to you now, you leave your contact information, and I will contact you in a few days." ”

"Your authorization is very important to our company, and we are very sincere...", the other end of the phone was still chattering and persuading.

Finally, after more than ten minutes of compliments, the other party finally left his contact information.

"Lynn, phone: xxx. ”

Wang gradually hung up the phone, glanced at the note in his hand, and carefully clipped it into the manuscript of "Arcane Divine Seat".

Then he looked up and began to think.

Where to find a lawyer?

And in Manhattan, in the office building where Omnicom Advertising is located.

Lynn put down the microphone and rubbed her red hair a little distressed.

The department head next to her asked, "How's it going?"

"I'll talk about it in a few days. Lynn looked up at the director, "He probably hasn't licensed it to another advertising agency, though." ”

"Do you have the address of this Wang Yan? No, I'll go and interview him. ”

The department head's smooth forehead wrinkled, and after a moment he returned to his desk and pulled out a piece of copy paper.

He said to Lynn, "This is the address of that king. However, this is not taken from me, but you inquire yourself. Understood?"

Lynn took the copy paper and said to the supervisor with a smile, "Don't worry, I understand the rules." ”

The bald director smiled: "Our branch is going to set up a new department, and the main responsibility is to combine advertising and pop culture in order to attract the attention of young people." ”

Then, after a pause, he glanced at Lynn and said, "I think you're very good and have a lot of potential. ”

Lynn was stunned for a moment, then nodded solemnly to the supervisor.

Then, he leaned back on his desk and looked at the thick book on the desk.

If you take a closer look, it is "I Am the Archmage".

"Aren't you just an artist? Lynn thought as she watched, "It's always right to blow their work when we meet, even if it's a piece of." ”

"Still, the book is quite interesting to watch. ”

At this time, Random House.

A young editor is packing his belongings.

A few people next to him said unevenly: "Obviously, you suggested that "I Am the Archmage" be drafted, but the editor-in-chief refused. ”

"Why did the editor-in-chief investigate it and you directly rejected the manuscript, and the editor-in-chief didn't see it?"

"It's okay, I'm not happy anyway. The young man smiled and said, "Besides, I haven't left the publishing industry either." ”

"As a freshly baked publishing agent, you have to introduce me to a good writer. He said as he placed his badge on his desk.

I saw that the badge read: "Tom Solles".