"Yi Yang, my mother cleaned me up in the morning. ”

Early the next morning, his girlfriend called over and talked to Yi Yang sullenly.

I didn't come home until the early hours of the morning last night, which was almost never done before. In fact, she herself knows that she will definitely not be able to run away from a training session the next day, and now she talks to her boyfriend about it, which is nothing more than to talk to someone to comfort her.

Knowing the girl's thoughts, Yi Yang certainly comforted her very intimately.

After hanging up the phone and going out for breakfast, Wang Yi came to the door, holding the calligraphy manuscript paper borrowed from Yi Yang last summer.

"You just lost it, why bother to send it over. After making a cup of tea for his old tablemate, Yi Yang took the manuscript paper and put it on the coffee table at will.

"Yi Yang, there's something I want to tell you!" Wang Yi hesitated before speaking.

"What's the matter? ”

"Someone wants to publish your book!"

"Publishing?"

"Well, your story is so well written, I didn't have time to return it to you during the summer vacation, and I was afraid that I would lose it at home, so I took the manuscript with me when I went to school. You know, I went to school in Yenching, and a roommate in my dorm happened to see the manuscript and made a copy and lent it to him for a few days. He is a native of Yenching, and his father is the editor of the publishing house, and when he learned about the book, he came to me at the school and said that he wanted to see the original manuscript and talk about the publication. Because I didn't have your consent, I didn't dare to give the manuscript to his father, but I just said that I would reply to him after asking for your opinion. Wang Yi was still sincere and told this matter as it was.

After listening to his words, Yi Yang had a new understanding of the character of this former tablemate.

Seriously, because the manuscript paper is in Wang Yi's hands, if he copies a new copy and publishes it to others, pretending to be the author of the original manuscript, generally speaking, there is really no evidence to expose him.

"Okay, you just talk to them. Yi Yang didn't take this book seriously at all, not to mention his current identity as a singer, with Panda Company's current position in the domestic and foreign soft market, the money is immeasurable, and the little money from publishing is not worth mentioning at all.

"I, I'll talk to them?" Wang Yi was startled.

"Well, I entrusted this matter to you, you go back to school and talk to them, you also know that I am a singer now, and now the company is preparing for my second album, and it is estimated that I will be busy with record recording and publicity at the beginning of the year, and I don't have time to talk to them about publishing, so I will entrust you to talk to them about this matter, and I will sign an entrustment agreement with you in a while, and the price negotiated will give you a certain commission. Wang Yi's sincere performance undoubtedly made Yi Yang feel at ease about his character, but he didn't mind entrusting him with such a trivial matter, and gave him some benefits by the way.

"Such a big deal?" Wang Yi felt a little dry because his roommate's father had said how much benefit the book would be if it was published.

"I believe you!" Yi Yang picked up the manuscript paper on the coffee table and raised it, and then asked, "Do you have a copy there?"

"Yes!" Wang Yi hurriedly nodded and replied.

"Oh, that's okay, you sit down for a while, I'll write a power of attorney, you can just look at it!" Yi Yang got up, took the manuscript paper upstairs to put it away, found a piece of letterhead and wrote down a simple power of attorney and agency agreement, and found a copy of the ID card from the bag to sign the big name, and then turned around and went downstairs.

"Well, take a look, if it's okay, sign it, and we'll make a copy of it later, and I'll keep it." Yi Yang handed the power of attorney and agency agreement to Wang Yi.

The latter's face turned red, and his hand that took the power of attorney and the agency agreement trembled a little, but when he finished reading the contents of the two documents, his hands trembled even more.

The general content of the power of attorney is that Yi Yang, as the copyright owner of the original book, authorized Wang Yi to be responsible for the publication of the book's Chinese physical book, which is not surprising. As for the agency agreement, Wang Yi was somewhat flattered, and Yi Yang gave him an agency commission of 10% of the net income.

Hiss......

Thinking of the numbers that his roommate's father said, Wang Yi gasped. I'll take away the 10 percent net income commission, how much is that......? No, it's supposed to be a number in 100,000, right!?

But in just over ten minutes, Yi Yang gave himself so much money?

A strong sense of unreality came to his heart, and Wang Yi held the two documents in his hand and was silent for a long time.

"What's wrong?what's the problem?" Yi Yang, who saw him stunned and knew what was going on, asked with a deliberate smile.

"No... Not... No problem, no... No, that, Yi Yang, this commission ratio is too high, I... I deserve it!" Wang Yi felt astringent in his mouth after coming back to his senses.

"Not much! in the future, you can help me take care of this aspect of things if you have nothing to do, hehe!" Yi Yang smiled, "At present, the brokerage commission that artists give to their agents is almost three to ten percent, you are my old classmate, we will be at the same table for another year, and it is appropriate to give you the highest agency commission." ”

Wang Yi refused a few more times and was stopped by Yi Yang, so he could only agree cheekily, and after signing his name on the coffee table, he secretly decided that he must go all out to take care of Yi Yang's publishing affairs, even if the other party was his roommate's father, he wanted to take advantage of Yi Yang.

After he finished signing, Yi Yang took the car keys and drove him to a printing shop to make a copy for keeping, and then sent the excited Wang Yi downstairs.

This is nothing to Yi Yang, and he doesn't care how much money he can make.

At present, he is most concerned about how to spread more spiritual seeds and promote the revival of his powerful soul, as long as he breaks the seal of the main god, worldly money and power are floating clouds to him.

So, after putting the copy in the computer desk drawer, Yi Yang completely forgot about the matter.

After Wang Yi returned home, his excitement was still difficult to calm down, and he dug out his roommate's home phone number, and couldn't wait to inform the other party of the news that he had been authorized.

After agreeing on the phone to discuss the matter in detail after returning to school at the beginning of the year, the excited Wang Yi couldn't sit still in the house at all, and the room was full of people.

Until lunchtime, the son in the eyes of the royal father and queen mother still looked like he had been beaten with chicken blood.

Faced with his parents' doubts, Wang Yi, who wanted to surprise them, didn't say anything, and found an excuse to go back to the bedroom.

There was nothing else to do in the past few days, Yi Yang's life was as plain as water, except for picking up and down the house inside and out alone, winning the praise of his parents, and waiting for the New Year to come.

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