Rubbing his fingers, which were already a little soft, Li Xiang finally exhaled easily, and it was comfortable to finish the words.

Glancing at the white fat man who was snoring, Li Xiang stretched his waist.

"Buzz!"

The sound of the mobile phone vibrating came, Li Xiang was slightly stunned, picked up the white fat man's mobile phone and looked at it, and fell into silence.

"Mr. Bai, your credit card is overdue, please repay it as soon as possible. ”

Looking at the white fat man with a little saliva at the corner of his mouth, Li Xiang couldn't spit out a word in his mouth.

It turned out that Anima's suit and the 1,000-yuan seafood dinner were all swiped by credit cards.

In my mind, the scene of the white fat man waving his big hand and buying and buying kept coming up.

The white fat man is such a person, for my brother, as long as I still have a cigarette butt to smoke, I will not miss you.

"It's time to make money...... Li Xiang muttered.

On the balcony, the sporadic firelight is blurry, constantly flickering in the night sky.

………………

Although it is said that the first place of The Voice of China has a cash reward of 5 million, the second place also has 3 million cash, and the worst of the top eight is also a bonus of 30,000 yuan.

Li Xiang has long observed that among these contestants, the most threatening is the comeback singer, Zhang Hua.

It's not a problem to mix the top three in the competition, but the prize money is not distributed until the end of the competition, and it is also a place where money is urgently needed at the moment.

The rent is due soon, the utility bill is about a week in arrears, and the landlord has come to Li Xiang more than once.

I thought that the fat man had some spare money in his hand and could survive until the end of the game, but now it seems that it is a little difficult.

reminded the unhappy white fat man, Li Xiang lit a cigarette and smoked in a muffled voice.

"Fatty, if we go on like this, we're going to live in the bridge cave. Li Xiang said with a wry smile.

Bai Yang was slightly stunned, and then came back to his senses: "You know everything...... My credit card is overdue. ”

Li Xiang nodded silently, and didn't ask the reason, if the white fat man said, then he would listen, if he didn't say it, then he wouldn't ask, but no matter what, he would find a way to fill the hole.

This is the brother.

"Actually, this time I came to Jiangbei, I had some conflicts with my father, I didn't take anything, I came to you with a credit card on my body, and I still bought the ticket with it......" The white fat man scratched the back of his head with some embarrassment.

"How much is the difference?" asked Li Xiang.

"Ten thousand. ”

Li Xiang exhaled deeply, not to mention the competition, even the money earned by his novel started at more than 500,000 yuan.

10,000 yuan is really not too much in Li Xiang's eyes.

But now the more than 10,000 yuan has become an obstacle, and now he can't get so much money by smashing pots and selling iron.

"Or ...... I'll go to the bar and sing and I should be able to make some money. Li Xiang said suddenly.

"No!" the white fat man immediately said loudly.

"Hibiki, with your popularity, it's too cheap to go to a bar to sing now, and this will also have an impact after your debut, I can't delay you because of me!

"Admit your mistake?Are you that kind of character?!Without money, are we going to starve to death here?!Can I watch my only brother go to court?!" Li Xiang said loudly, almost angrily.

The room fell silent, Li Xiang walked to the balcony alone, the white fat man wanted to speak and stopped, and finally sat on the bed with a depressed face.

Li Xiang stood on the balcony, pinched the high-end business card given by Zhang Wenshan in his trouser pocket, squinted his eyes, and lit a cigarette.

……………………

The next day, just after noon, Liu Wentao rushed to Jiangbei City by plane, and suddenly received news in the morning.

The author of Liangjian wanted to sign the contract today, and the company was also very happy, and after approving the funds, he asked Liu Wentao to rush over.

The Baroque Western Restaurant is still the familiar private room, but the people in the seats have changed.

Liu Wentao is still a little surprised now, he thought that the author of Liangjian was already very old, and at worst he should be about thirty years old.

After all, the plots in the book are written very historically, and there are many things worth studying.

It's hard to imagine how someone who hasn't really lived through that period of history could have written this book.

Unexpectedly, the author of Bright Sword is not only young, but also a somewhat famous singing player.

"Haha, Mr. Li, I really didn't expect it to be you, your wolf disco has become the phone ringtone of our editor-in-chief. Liu Wentao said with a smile.

He didn't procrastinate, he took out a contract directly from his bag and handed it to Li Xiang.

"Mr. Li, we have already informed the website of the conditions you proposed, and the website still hopes to keep the film and television copyrights, and the physical book can make concessions. Liu Wentao said calmly.

Li Xiang's eyelids raised slightly, and he didn't even look at the contract, and pushed it back to Liu Wentao's side.

If it weren't for the fact that he really needed money this time, Li Xiang would have left directly now, he didn't like those twists and turns the most.

"Since you want to cooperate, you have to show some sincerity, and if you can't meet even the most basic requirements, there is no need to talk about it. Li Xiang said calmly.

In my previous life, when I signed a contract with the company, I was confused, and I was misled by the agent throughout the whole process, and finally I was deceived by the agent to sign a contract full of loopholes, even if it was hidden, I couldn't transfer.

This kind of person comes out to talk about business, and they won't come out without carrying four or five contracts in their briefcase, and they have come with the determination to win from the very beginning.

Sure enough, Liu Wentao smiled awkwardly, took out another contract from his bag, and handed it to Li Xiang.

"Mr. Li, if you have to keep the copyright of the film and television and the copyright of the physical book, then the price of our buyout should be appropriately reduced. Liu Wentao said in a deep voice.

"Yes, the price of the buyout is not a problem, I want these two copyrights. Li Xiang calmly flipped through the contract and said.

"Are you so confident that this book can be remade?" Liu Wentao finally couldn't help asking.

From Li Xiang's relentless pursuit, no matter how high the price is, he just insists on letting go of these two copyrights, it can be seen that he attaches great importance to copyrights.

But everything in this book is still just an unknown, just starting, there is no large amount of resources tilted, the traffic is not very terrifying, but those huge rewards look a little scary.

You still have to walk around the market to know its ultimate value.

Li Xiang raised his head and smiled slightly, and said softly: "I am not confident in this book, but confident in myself. ”

Crazy!

Liu Wentao's mind instantly came up with these words, and he looked at the overconfident young man in front of him, a little dazed.

Once upon a time, he was so sharp and difficult, but now he has been smoothed out by life.

I lost the most precious breath of my youth, and once I spit it out, I can't get it back.

At that time, I was also full of enthusiasm for online articles, and finally reluctantly chose the profession of editor.

"There are no problems with the contract, I have already signed it. Li Xiang said slightly.

Liu Wentao woke up suddenly, took the contract in a hurry, and carefully put it back in his bag after confirming it.

"Mr. Li, happy cooperation!"

"Happy working together!"