"Mom, look!" Seeing that her mother didn't react at all, Zhu Mingli showed her the things in his hand, "This is the manuscript of the novel I wrote!

This homework book is the reward that Zhu Mingli won together when he got those awards, even if he used seven full books to write the novel, there are still many that cannot be used.

Zhou Jiamei looked at the thick stack of homework books, the dense handwriting written on them, and was speechless.

"And this, this is the chat record I used to have with the editor of the magazine on the Internet!" Zhu Mingli took a piece of paper and gave it to his mother, "I have negotiated with the editor, the manuscript fee is 100 yuan for 1,000 words, and my novel has 300,000 words, which is 30,000 yuan! If the novel is serialized in the magazine and is welcomed, the magazine will also publish a physical book, so will there be another remuneration!"

"In the end, these two are contracts!" Zhu Mingli continued, "Now I only need to apply for a card, fill in the card number on it, and then I will send this contract and the manuscript to the magazine, and after the magazine confirms that the manuscript is correct, the manuscript fee will be transferred to the card!"

Zhou Jiamei took the manuscript of the novel written by Zhu Mingli and flipped through it casually, the surprise in her heart faded, but the disappointment came to her, she had a calm face, "This is what you wrote during the summer vacation? We all thought you were reading carefully, so you wrote these things?"

As soon as Zhu Mingli heard his mother's words, he realized that his mother had misunderstood, and hurriedly said, "Mom, you misunderstood, I don't just write novels, of course, I also use my time to read books and study!"

I have set up a schedule of "eight classes" for myself every day, half of which is spent reading and studying!

"Also, writing novels is not a bad thing, it has really honed my writing skills!

In the language, composition accounts for a large proportion. I can even write a novel of 300,000 words now, and it will not be as difficult as I used to be to write another 800 words and 1,000 words!"

Zhou Jiamei listened to Zhu Mingli's explanation, and her color improved slightly, "No matter what, you have to distinguish between priorities and priorities! You are still young now, and the most important task is to study hard and earn money, with me and your father!"

Don't worry, study in peace, wait for you to be admitted to a good university in the future, graduate, sit in the office, the wind can't blow and the rain can't get it, and the money can be easily obtained!"

My mother, how can you not be in a hurry to make money? You should become famous as soon as possible, and make money as soon as possible!

I now make a little money with this novel, buy a computer, and start writing online novels, even if I can't become a platinum supreme god, it's still appropriate to become a great god, and by the time I go to college, I will be able to earn a lifetime of manuscript fees!

As for sitting in the office, it is true that the wind does not blow and the rain does not get wet, and it is easy to get the money, but then I have to pretend to be a grandson for others! "In my previous life", I did not sit in the office to pretend to be a grandson for others, and it is even more impossible in this life!

However, Zhu Mingli will not refute his mother's words, in the hearts of the older generation, it is not important how much money is made, the important thing is to work decently!

In their minds, it is unseemly to make a mess on the construction site, and it is decent to sit in the office and blow the air conditioner on the computer.

"Yes, yes, Mom, I know!" Zhu Mingli nodded, "I don't usually like to read, I just happened to be inspired, so I tried to write." Anyway, there is nothing to do every day except reading, exercising, and cooking!

When I finished writing, I just had the attitude of giving it a try and submitted it to the magazine, but I didn't expect to be hired!

And I think that if I have a talent for writing, I will not be able to develop in this field in the future!

I have earned 30,000 yuan in manuscript fees in less than 300,000 words in the past two months! If the physical book of the novel is published in the future, I can still get a copyright fee, at least 350,000 yuan!

Isn't being a writer better than sitting in an office?!"

"Alas......" Zhou Jiamei heard this, and found that what her son said seemed to be such a good thing!

"Okay, what you said also makes sense!" Returning the novel manuscript to Zhu Mingli, Zhou Jiamei said, "You are not small, you must know in your heart! If you want to apply for a bank card, then go for it!"

"Okay!" Zhu Mingli hurriedly said, packing up his things, "I'll go upstairs to get my ID card!"

Zhu Mingli's ID card was handled at the police station by the way when he moved his household registration more than a month ago, and because he was a minor, the ID card was only valid for 5 years.

When she went downstairs, Zhou Jiamei sat on an electric car and wore a hard hat, "Did your editor say which bank bank card should be applied for? Is it okay to get a card from a rural commercial bank? If you want to apply for a card from another bank, you have to go to Qingyang City!"

"The Rural Commercial Bank's should be inconvenient, the rural commercial bank is different in each province, this must be regarded as an inter-bank!" Zhu Mingli thought for a while and said, "I remember that there is a postal bank business hall on Qiyi Road, let's apply for a postal card!"

"That's okay!" Zhou Jiamei responded, and then drove Zhu Mingli out of the yard in an electric car, and drove along the highway to Shoe Road.

After more than ten minutes, the mother and son came to the postal savings business hall located at the entrance of Qiyi Road and applied for a loan card.

Then the mother and son returned home, Zhu Mingli filled in the bank card on the contract, and then signed his name one by one, and asked his mother to sign behind his name, which was specially told by Liu Wei before, considering that Zhu Mingli is not yet an adult, so the contract needs to be signed by his parents.

Then Zhu Mingli came to the postal agency with the materials and sent the novel manuscript and contract to the express delivery.

At this time, e-commerce is still in the pipeline, and express logistics is not as developed as in later generations.

Zhu Mingli naturally thought of e-commerce, and thought for a moment that he might let his mother do an e-commerce too!

Jiang Jin is blessed with a unique situation, there are shoe factories everywhere, Zhou Jiamei can go to those factories to get shoes at the factory price and sell shoes in the online store!

Even, you can directly contact big brands such as Guirenniao and Xtep and directly open an online store!

However, Zhu Mingli just thought about this idea in his heart, and then suppressed it, because he knew that with his mother's character, she would not do such an ethereal thing as an online store!

The only possible way is to build this online store by yourself in the future, make achievements, and then hand it over to my mother to take care of!

When Zhu Mingli returned home, Zhu Guangming had already woken up, and Zhou Jiamei told him about his eldest son's novel, he didn't believe it at first, but after reading the chat record printed by Zhu Mingli and the editor, he believed that it was true!

Because he was drunk at noon, he was stunned for a while before patting Zhu Mingli's shoulder and telling him that it was okay to write novels, but to know the priorities, the most important thing for Zhu Mingli at present was still studying!

In this regard, Zhu Guangming is more open-minded than Zhou Jiamei......