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The manuscripts left by Lin Tao are more or less different, but they still leave room for Wang Dongdong to guess and play.

There is a new book about Lin Tao.

Wang Dongdong didn't know much, but from the manuscript and the title, which was only a few pages, he had some expectations.

But the great courage made him turn this expectation into a reality-like rhetoric without any scruples, and directly put forward Lin Xiaobai's so-called reservation request to the top management of the magazine.

Of course, this request was authorized by Lin Tao.

"Did he really say that?"

"It's too arrogant, if he Lin Xiaobai wants to do whatever he wants, then what do you want us to do, just let him sit in the seat." ”

"If it doesn't work, we will ban him, and the price of this kind of person is not too much. ”

Vice President Xu, I can remind you that once our magazine says that we don't want the copyright of "Kung Fu Panda", there will be people outside.

Block him? Tell me what you're going to ban? Just rely on your two mouths to pull it up and down? That's the funniest joke I've heard this year. ”

"Wang Dongdong, what did you say?"

"You know best what I say. ”

"Alright, shut up. ”

Boom!

Hum!

Except for the cold hum.

Xu Yuan also had no better way to fight back against Wang Dongdong's provocation.

Lin Tao's new book has been written!

This is the biggest fact.

In any case, this is also Wang Dongdong's biggest reliance, with the five million sales of "Kung Fu Panda", even Xu Yuan didn't dare to say at will that he really didn't want this new contract.

It's just that the meaning conveyed by Wang Dongdong is really unacceptable.

26% publication tax.

Do not sell any adaptation rights.

Designate the head of operations for the team.

These three conditions are the prerequisites for signing the new book contract put forward by Lin Tao.

But who would have thought that Lin Tao's new book would be just a painting cake at all?

But then again.

Who is sure that Lin Tao will not be able to write a best-selling work like "Kung Fu Panda".

Therefore, these three requirements are not necessarily completely made up by Lin Tao, but are based on evidence.

The publication tax for "Kung Fu Panda" is 25%, although such royalties are very few in the domestic publishing industry, but compared to the sales of millions or more, 26% is only a symbolic increase of 1% for Lin Tao.

And this new increase of 1%, the senior management of Dongjiang Literary Magazine is more willing to believe that this is just a signal transmitted by Lin Xiaobai.

"The ultimate power of publishing is in my hands, not Dongjiang Literary Magazine!"

This is also the fact that Xu Yuan is most afraid of.

Even the entire top management of Dongjiang Magazine was a little nervous about this topic.

"Let's talk about this today, Editor-in-Chief Wang, Lin Xiaobai is in charge of contacting him first, you must pay attention to his new book at any time, if there is a problem, you are the only one to ask. ”

It is the main person in charge of the magazine who makes the decision.

Wang Dongdong had a rare serious expression on his face and nodded.

Compared to his ease, Xu Yuan was a little annoyed.

After planning for so long, this situation that was originally in his hands was unexpectedly disrupted by a new book that was not necessary.

But it also made people see the charm of the words "Kung Fu Panda" and "Lin Tao".

Lin family.

Since handing over the management rights of Plum Garden to Tang Youchang, Lin Guocheng and Jiang Mei have felt a little lonely.

Ease is easy, but this heart is always a little difficult to overcome that hurdle.

"My son is older, and we can't call the shots in this matter, but Meiyuan was handed over to Tang Youchang, did you say that Taozi asked someone to deceive him?"

Jiang Mei's sentence is actually not the first time it has been mentioned.

"Do you think that with your son's mental strength, how many people can deceive him? If he doesn't deceive people, he is already Amitabha, and I don't know how many catties and taels he has when Lin Guocheng gave birth to his own seed. ”

This is the end of the conversation.

Just when the topic of the slightest dispute between the couple fell silent.

The roar of the machines outside the door had already penetrated the walls.

The topic between the two naturally took the spot.

"I went to the old Wang's house in the front door in the afternoon to have a look, and I heard that the eldest son of the old Wang family had signed the contract, and a large part of the house was demolished, but the younger son did not agree, and now he is frozen there. ”

Lin Guocheng took a sharp puff of his cigarette.

Spit out a mouthful of thick fog and said this with a calm face.

Jiang Mei just knitted a sweater by herself, and walked back and forth with a woolen needle on her fingers, which was dazzling.

This sweater has been threaded since the winter, and it has been delayed and there is no progress because of the plum garden.

It's been picked up again in the past few days.

Looking at the style, it is a boy's pullover.

"Sooner or later, they will have a problem, and yesterday someone came to the house to inquire about the situation, and I ignored him. ”

"What do you ask?" Lin Guocheng was a little nervous.

With the economic recovery in recent years, many people in Matsudaira City have begun to play the idea of land on the south gate.

The Lin family's house is located in the heart of the area.

It is said that the south gate is not close to the city center, and the west and south sides are blocked by Hengtou Mountain, and there is not much potential for further development.

But the good thing is that the terrain is flat, and it is the only suburban plot in the whole of Matsudaira that has not been developed in any way.

The Baisha River meanders down the foothills of Hengtou Mountain through the outskirts of the city, and the location is good.

"It's not that we are asking if our house is for sale, I think it was the people who came before who didn't pay attention to them. ”

"If you come back to this kind of person, you should ignore them, and they all dig out their hearts to tear down the walls and tear down the house, and if you continue to do this, something will happen sooner or later. ”

"My son called in the afternoon, and he was going to stay in Ning'an for a few days and then come back, saying that he wanted to sign a contract. ”

Lin Guocheng lowered his head and didn't speak.

The matter of his son going to Ning'an was agreed by him, and it was not too young to go out at the age of 17, but the mother of Xingqianli was worried here, and she felt a little uncomfortable.

Lin Guocheng did not express his worries to Jiang Mei, and the sudden changes in his son Lin Tao were lower than Lin Guocheng's, as if it were a dream.

It's just that this dream is so real that even he can't tell the truth from the fake.

It's different from Jiang Mei.

He saw not just a series of numbers on the passbook that his son had given to the couple, but the things that meant behind those numbers.

For example, Lin Xiaobai is Lin Tao.

The son is the author of "Kung Fu Panda".

Lin Guocheng still has difficulty digesting the impact of this fact.

Bang ~ Bang ~ Bang!

There was a sharp knock on the door.

"Who?"

Lin Guocheng screamed, but no one answered.

"Look at it. ”

He had to get up with a half-drooping face, his brows furrowed terribly, his left eyelid kept jumping, he tightened the collar of his shirt when he went out, and when he opened the gate of the courtyard, he suddenly felt like he had kicked something.

This was followed by a clear cry.

This grasshopper suddenly scared this middle-aged man a lot.

"Ouch, my Di Niang, what the hell is this, I'm scared, Jiang Mei, Jiang Mei, come out and take a look. ”

(Real adaptation, not bloody!) (To be continued.) )