When the taxi was about to arrive at the airport, Lin Miao suddenly thought of something very important, and urgently asked the driver to turn the front of the car.

Half an hour later, the car stopped outside the staff compound of a cultural and art troupe not far from the CCTV building. Lin Miao pulled Xiaoxiao and asked for the house number from door to door, and after a few minutes, he finally touched the door of Feng Xiangyou's house. A few days ago, I patronized my own affairs, and I almost forgot Xiaoxiao's master. In the next year, Lin Miao expected that Xiaoxiao would not be able to come to the capital a few times, so it was necessary to come over for a trip before returning to Dongou City. The first is to make up for the etiquette of the New Year, and the second is to be solemn and authentic.

On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Feng Xiang didn't rush to go to work yet, and it happened that there were no guests at home today, so he came out and opened the door, and at first glance he saw Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao standing at the door with a tall middle-aged handsome guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, he was first surprised, and then surprised. Comrade Xiao Feng warmly invited the three of them into the room and sat down to chat for about half an hour.

Lin Miao wrapped a small red envelope for Feng Xiangyou for Xiaoxiao, a thousand yuan, Feng Xiang You can't just go in and out, but the family conditions are not rich after all, so he turned his left hand to his right hand, and took out half of the money he received and gave Xiaoxiao a half-sized one.

This made Lin Miao can't help but think that she seems to have forgotten to give little Lori New Year's money......

After some tossing, it was close to 10 o'clock in the morning when I came out of Feng Xiangyou's house again.

However, the three of them had no luggage, and they traveled lightly, and they didn't feel that it was too troublesome to hurry.

I re-ordered a taxi and rushed to the airport, and the time was still just right. The plane took off from the capital at half past eleven, and the three got off the plane at half past three in the afternoon. Walking out of the airport passage, there was an unsurprising warm welcome outside the passage.

The banner was huge, there were a lot of reporters, there was a large welcoming crowd, and two elementary school students with heavy makeup and bright makeup presented flowers.

One of them, Lin Miao, took a closer look and found that it was actually Chen Yajing - this girl didn't know what she thought, in order to rub off on this heat, she didn't hesitate to turn her face into a monkey's butt, or an adult monkey's buttocks.

Lin Miao, who was tired of traveling, received flowers, and accepted a wave of interviews with strong spirits, and then got into the car of Lao Lin, who came to pick up his son, and went straight to Xicheng Street. Lin Miao and Xiaoxiao pressed their heads against each other and returned home half asleep. When I arrived at the community, a welcome banner was hung at the gate of the community, with the words "Warm congratulations to Lin Miao and Lin Xiao on the success of the Spring Festival Gala". Lin Miao got out of the car and breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want to wait to go upstairs, there were still a large number of people waiting to pet the baby at home.

But Lin Miao was so tired that she wanted to vomit, so she directly pulled Xiaoxiao up to the sixth floor, and locked the door to rest without saying a word.

This Nima just got off the plane and received two groups of people, who can stand it?

As an eight-year-old child, you must not bear to play a child's temper when it is time to play a child's temper.

What's more, if you don't rely on this group of people to eat, what face can't be shaken?

Xiaoxiao returned to the newly renovated house, her spirit fell a lot, she ran back and forth a little excitedly, and after seeing her new room, she asked Lin Miao happily: "Miao Miao, will we live here in the future?"

"Hmm. Lin Miao nodded, walked to the door of Xiaoxiao's room, and looked inside.

The room was furnished exactly the same as before, all kinds of girls' pink, at a glance, I knew that Jiang Ping had made it herself, but there was a computer missing on the desk, which looked a lot more refreshing.

Xiaoxiao came over again, grabbed Lin Miao's arm, and said cautiously, "Miao Miao, can I sleep in the same bed with you at night?"

Lin Miao asked, "Why?"

Xiaoxiao said: "It's space here, it's so scary to sleep alone......"

"Hmm......" Lin Miao hesitated, "Let's sleep with you for a week first, and then sleep separately when you get used to it, okay?"

"Hmm!" Xiaoxiao nodded happily.

Lin Miao secretly wondered if it was possible to have a pet at home, such as the cat that Lao Lin hated so much......

On the first day of returning home from Beijing, Lin Miao pushed away all the meals for herself and Xiaoxiao, ate casually at home at night, and pulled Xiaoxiao upstairs at about 8 o'clock, and after taking a bath, she went to bed early.

waited until the next day to nourish their spirits, because they couldn't stand the soft grinding and hard bubbles of Dongou TV, the sisters and brothers went to the TV station, recorded a program, and chatted about nonsense about the Spring Festival Gala performance all afternoon. When I came back in the evening, I didn't know which meal it was.

The busy days have been spinning for several days, and Lin Miao can't even squeeze out the time to brush up on the questions, either on the road or, but she can't help but go, because they are all invitations from various cultural-related units in the city or district.

If it was the day before the start of school, Lin Miao, who wanted to take a breath, received a call from Ding Shaoyi again.

The first issue of "Red Seedlings" is about to come out, and Lin Miao needs to use a seal in the past-

The official seals of the Municipal Young Pioneers Corps and the editorial department of "Red Miao", Lin Miao has always carried them with him, even if it is Ding Shaoyi and them, they can't carry Lin Miao to re-engrave one privately, otherwise in the future, in addition to the basket, it will definitely not be Lin Miao, an eight-year-old child, who carries the black pot.

Lin Miao, who wanted to live a little easier but couldn't, could only call Huang Qingqing over with a phone call.

At nine o'clock in the morning, Huang Qingqing rode her newly bought electric little treasure donkey to the downstairs of Lin Miao's house, first returned the unknown small steel crossbow to the bloodthirsty little boss, and then braved the cold wind of early spring to send Lin Miao to the publishing house all the way to the publishing house in a happy mood.

She has had a big fat year this year, because she only worked for Lin Miao for half a month and got three months' salary, with a huge amount of money, she simply bought wherever she went, and ate wherever she bought, she was so chic that she even gained several pounds in weight, and her originally thin face became round when she saw it.

"Pay attention to weight loss, I don't want you when you get fat. Walking into the building, Lin Miao gave a new task to the official No. 2 employee of Tianyuan Culture - Lao Di, Shuai Bo and Feng Dadao are all signed artists, and their identities are more inclined to partners.

Huang Qingqing heard Lin Miao say that she was fat, annoyed and anxious, and couldn't help shouting: "I know, I know, I know, I'm annoyed!"

Lin Miao didn't continue to hit her, walked into the elevator, and asked about renting an office building: "Have you found the office building?"

"Hmm. Huang Qingqing said, "It's on the top floor of Jianghai Fang, the top floor, only renting and not selling, the rent is 150,000 yuan a year, and I paid a deposit of 30,000 yuan to the landlord." ”

With a ding, Lin Miao stepped out of the elevator and counted Huang Qingqing and said: "There is no real estate in the world that is not for sale, if you don't sell it, you don't like the price, you tell him, one and a half million, a fixed price, see how he raises the price." The business is negotiated, and you don't talk about how to make a deal?"

Huang Qingqing grimaced behind Lin Miao, basically taking Lin Miao's child, thinking about it, secretly muttering that the boss is really annoying, tomorrow will be busy again, and I don't know how to bargain for buying a house, I have to ask my parents first when I go home at night. A few kilometers away, Huang Qingqing and her father suddenly felt discomfort in his chest, his breath was surging, and he felt like vomiting blood......

Lin Miao took the secretary and walked to the door of Ding Shaoyi's office with a swagger.

Pushing the door in, Ding Shaoyi's little secretary was not there, and when he walked into the inner room, he saw Jiang Xiaohong's Lao Di. Lin Miao raised his eyes and saw Lao Di's face haggard, but his expression was extremely high-spirited, and his eyes were full of pride in looking at the world.

"Lao Di, what's wrong with you, do you need me to help you call the police?" Lin Miao asked in surprise.

Lao Di raised the corners of his mouth, and said with a little restrained pride: "Brother Miao, fortunately, I am not dishonored, and I have finished writing." This Spring Festival, I write 20,000 words a day, and the first part of "Looking for Immortals" is completed. ”

"Kill your sister!" Lin Miao exclaimed, "Write 20,000 words a day, do you pour water into it!"

Jiang Xiaohong interjected: "Don't worry about the quality, I watched it all night yesterday and it was quite good." ”

"Okay. Lao Di brushed his hair, writing and writing, people also followed narcissism, dared to do any action, and looked at Jiang Xiaohong's eyes straight together, "Section Chief Jiang, Lin Miao is here, shall we talk about the contract for the second part first?"

Jiang Xiaohong turned her head to look at Lin Miao, Lin Miao was silent for a moment, took off her small schoolbag and handed it to Huang Qingqing, walked to the sofa and sat down, and said, "What do you want to calculate?"

Ding Shaoyi immediately laughed and said, "What's the point of calculation, it's good to be like this now!"

Lin Miao looked at Lao Di: "How much commission does Teacher Di want to get?"

Lao Di didn't say it directly, but counted with his fingers: "I wrote this book, the price is 500 yuan per thousand words, not counting the first 40,000 words, I have written a total of 820,000 words in the past two months, and the total manuscript fee you should give me is 410,000, and I have more than 60,000 yuan now." You sell this book yourself, 80,000 words a volume, the first part adds up to more than 860,000 words, almost 11 volumes, even less, there are 10 volumes. In the past few months, the first and second volumes have sold almost five million copies, and the third volume will be on the market in a few days, one volume is priced at 20 yuan, Lin Miao's commission is two yuan per book, and the first two volumes alone, Lin Miao's manuscript fee commission is close to 20 million, am I not mistaken?"

I grass!

Lin Miao's heart jumped suddenly when she was calculated by Lao Di, and she looked at Ding Shaoyi in shock.

Ding Shaoyi's face seemed to be happy and worried, but she still nodded truthfully.

Lin Miao asked again: "Has the money arrived?"

Ding Shaoyi said: "It will take a while for the money from all over the country to be collected, and it should take more than ten days to reach your account." ”

Lin Miao silently covered her chest and said directly to Lao Di: "Lao Di, let's be straight, how much do you want?"

Lao Di said: "I don't ask for much, just ten percent." ”

Lin Miao looked at Ding Shaoyi, and Ding Shaoyi's face was a little unpleasant.

Lao Di obviously came prepared today, not only for a showdown with Lin Miao, but also with Ding Shaoyi.

Such a big piece of fat is obviously made by him, if he doesn't bite a bite, he just sticks to his manuscript fee of 500 words for 1,000 words, then it is not gratitude, contentment, and indisputability, then it is pure stupidity!

Ding Shaoyi thought about it, but then gave the ball to Lin Miao and said, "What do you think, Miao Miao?"

Lin Miao was quiet for a long time before she said slowly: "I don't think Teacher Di's request is too much. However, the copyright of this book is in my hands, and I only take 20% of it, which is also very reasonable, not only reasonable, but I think it is already ...... Auntie, you know what I mean, right?"

Ding Shaoyi's face became more and more ugly.

Lin Miao's answer was actually quite faceless. Lin Miao said that Lao Di took 10 percent, which was very reasonable, and said that he would take 20 percent himself, listening to the meaning of his words, it was all a compromise. But the more the two of them get, the less the publisher can get. At present, these 10% and 20% are not a matter of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, but hundreds of millions!

But Ding Shaoyi still has nothing to do with these two goods.

Lao Di is a person from Lin Miao's company, she can only work for Lao Lin, she can't control it, and Lin Miao is the copyright owner of this book, there was no way before, so she can only cooperate with her, but now "Looking for Immortals" is popular, Lin Miao has Guo Heling behind her, Dongou City Cultural Publishing House is not willing to make a compromise, as long as Lin Miao releases the wind, at least hundreds of publishing houses across the country are willing to do it!

Count the cards in her hand, what else can she do with Lin Miao?

Threaten Xiaodouding with the suspension of "Red Miao"?

Pull it down!

In the face of hundreds of millions of big business, what the hell's red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple seedlings are bullshit!

On the contrary, in order to keep this little God of Wealth, she had to please Lin Miao as much as possible and make him happy and comfortable every day. Otherwise, if Lin Miao is unhappy one day, he unilaterally announces that he will stop cooperating with the publishing house, and he will directly fight with chickens and eggs, not to mention that the publishing house wants to earn hundreds of millions more - there is no way to make hundreds of millions of dark coins!

Ding Shaoyi was silent for most of the day, and said: ""Looking for Immortals" is actually relatively easy to imitate, our first part can make so much money, it may not be easy to say in the future." I think that in three months at most, there will be similar works on the book market, and the further we write, the easier it will be for our profits to be diluted. The life of the publishing house is actually quite tight......"

Ding Shaoyi, who has always been strong, opened his mouth and played the sad card in the face of a stronger situation.

Lin Miao listened, but was completely indifferent, as if a donkey's lips were not answering an irrelevant matter: "The day before yesterday, I was in my senior brother's office and sent the manuscript of "The Truth" to Dongou City, and my senior brother told me that if I study in the capital in the future, this kind of thing will not have to be so troublesome." The Social Science Bureau has its own publishing house, so it is very convenient to publish books and everything. I told my senior brother that here in Dongou City, you are kind to me and my father, and you must be grateful to be a man. Besides, the cooperative relationship with the people in Dongou City is so familiar, and I change places casually, and I don't want to go. ”

Lin Miao's words fell on Ding Shaoyi's ears, and every sentence was a hidden needle.

What kind of gratitude is this, it is clearly a threat!

Lao Ding couldn't hold it back, so he took a step back and said, "Teacher Di's 10% commission can be taken care of by the publishing house." ”

Lao Di smiled, and then this force was also very ghostly, knowing that Lin Miao and Ding Shaoyi were going to have a fight for a while, he immediately said with interest: "Thank you, Director Ding, then I still have something to do at home, and I will go to the countryside for dinner later, so I'll leave first." ”

"Good. Ding Shaoyi smiled and said to Jiang Xiaohong, "Xiaohong, send Teacher Di." ”

"Good. Jiang Xiaohong was polite to Lao Di, who was about to become a multimillionaire, with a smile on her face full of spring breeze, "Teacher Di......"

The two of them didn't have anything to say and walked straight out of the office.

Lin Miao turned her head to look at Huang Qingqing, and also said, "Qingqing, help me go downstairs and buy a bottle of milk." ”

Huang Qingqing asked, "Which one do you want?"

Lin Miao said: "Glass bottles, hot." ”

"It's really troublesome...... Huang Qingqing muttered, ran out quickly, and shouted to Jiang Xiaohong, "Section Chief Jiang! Wait for me! Don't turn off the elevator!"

The characters of the small characters are all gone.

Lin Miao and Ding Shaoyi glanced at each other and went straight to the point: "I'm seven and you're three, and the publishing house will take 30% of the channel operation fee, and I'll cover Lao Di's share." ”

"Miao Miao, you are trying to force Auntie to death!"

"In business. ”

"I'll jump off the building and die to show you, believe it or not?"

"Auntie, you're boring, you want to die or live, and you don't have any technical content at all. ”

"I'll die for you right now!"

"If you die, Sister Xiaohong will talk about it, I can talk about eighty-two open. ”

"Miao Miao, isn't Auntie good to you?"

"Okay, that's why I left you 30 percent, otherwise whose money is so easy to earn? Besides, almost all the money for the first part was eaten by you, 10 books, selling 50 million copies! The cost is almost negligible! The price of a book is 20 yuan! I casually pinched my fingers, and here is 1 billion! Not 100 million! Yes! 10! 10 million!

Lin Miao stared at Ding Shaoyi and said quickly: "When the second part of "Looking for Immortals" comes out, it would be good if each book could sell three million copies! Let's write "Looking for Immortals" now, I don't know how many people outside are already writing "Looking for Demons", "Looking for God", "Looking for People", and "Looking for Dogs"! The sales of books will only decrease year by year, and the business will only become more and more difficult year by year, now taking advantage of this enthusiasm, while Lao Di has not written himself to sudden death, I will not hurry up and do this one-hammer deal, I will give you the opportunity to earn a billion a year now, who will give me the opportunity to earn a billion a year in the future?

Ding Shaoyi thought for a while and said, "Impossible, the profit of 19 Kai is too low, you brag." ”

"That's right, I'm just bragging!" Lin Miao admitted calmly, and said in a different tone, "Auntie, "Seeking Immortals" is a hammer deal, let's go on in the days to come, but the relationship between us can still flow for a long time......"

Ding Shaoyi said with a smile: "The thin water is a long fart, I will retire in three years, and it is not certain that you will not be in Dongou City in another three years." Let you earn these billion, what else do you have to do in your life?"

Lin Miao said: "Life is like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat." I'm an eight-year-old kid with a billion dollars in cash, and if I dare to do nothing in the bank, someone will come and kill me every minute, do you think I'll make easy money?"

Ding Shaoyi's face was flat: "Fifty percent! I will underwrite another 1 million copies of "The Truth" for you, and another 500,000 copies will be printed every year in the future until I retire. If you have any other books in the future, you will also get a 25% commission on the price according to this quantity!"

Lin Miao smiled: "What kind of underwriting is a million copies?"

Ding Shaoyi gritted his teeth: "One and a half million copies!"

Lin Miao glared: "One price, the second "Seeking Immortals" will give you a commission of up to forty percent! You underwrite two million copies of my book every year, and the commission is 30 percent! If you try it at a fixed price, I'll call my senior brother now!"

When Ding Shaoyi heard this, his face was full of anger, and he suddenly slapped the table.

Lin Miao was frightened, and asked weakly, "What do you want to do?......

Ding Shaoyi sat down with a dark face, then pulled out a tissue, lowered her head to cover her face, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

Behind the desk, a low sob.

Lin Miao was stunned.

She was so moved that she cried......