Chapter Forty-Nine: A Hit It Off

"What's going on?" asked.

"Uh-huh." Nele nodded incredibly.

"I'll take a look at ...... first," picked up a book of stories, flipped the first page of the cover, and read it slowly.

There is no problem with the sentence structure, it is simple and easy to understand, and the plot is slightly childish, which is considered a normal level for a teenager.

"This is the prototype of this story?" asked, pointing to the Yeko Rowing Boat in the window.

"Hmm." Neller nodded stiffly. He was still a little afraid that his father would suddenly slap him.

looked at the rowing boat, walked to the grocery store, and asked the grocery store owner, "Which company made that machine and man toy?" ”

The grocery store owner laughed and said, "It is produced by a Chinese manufacturer, and the distributor is Parkinson's Trading Company. ”

nodded, Parkinson's Trading Company he knew. And, I've dealt with it a few times, and I know what kind of person the boss is. Let's talk to him first.

Thinking of this, stuffed the pamphlet in his hand into the box, took a few more from the table in front of Naylor, said a few words to Naylor, got into the car and drove towards the Parkinson's Trading Company.

"Your father is so fierce, usually your life is not easy." Srose said in a sympathetic tone.

Neller looked left and right, for fear of his father's eyeliner, he didn't dare to answer out loud, nodded slightly, and agreed with Sros's statement.

Srose was also frightened when she saw Nayler's suspicious appearance, and followed the suspicious ghost to look left and right. Just now, told Neller to stay here and not to wander around, so he had to continue to sell the collection of stories he had written here.

"I want to see Parkinson, the owner here." said at the front desk of Parkinson's Corporation.

"Do you have an appointment?" The middle-aged aunt at the front desk was applying nail polish, she didn't even lift her buttocks, and raised her eyelids to look at Heyman.

Heyman was not angry, the front desk of the small company was like this, he was used to it, he slightly showed the corner of his lawyer's card, leaned on the counter and whispered, "Someone is eyeing your company and suspecting you of tax evasion." And then there's the tax collector. ”

"You, wait a minute." Thirty years ago, the pretty girl struggled to get up from her chair, and the swimming ring on her belly rippled like an old pudding.

"Go in." Putting down the phone, the old woman at the front desk said politely.

"Thank you." Heyman walked in with his briefcase, and could hear a little old woman's invective in his ears.

What about scolding, the loser will do it. Successful people always sing forward.

"Benjamin Franklin said, 'Nothing is certain in this world except death and taxes.'" My friend, how can you say that I am stealing taxes? Parkinson stood in the door of his office, and as he spoke, he gave a big hug.

"I didn't say it, it's someone who is so suspicious, I don't get the news to give you a breath. You've been here for so many years, and you're still so steady. said.

Parkinson heard Heyman's tone, and most of the stones in his heart fell to the ground, and he had a score in his heart. It's not a big deal, it's probably that this guy in front of him found something and came over to fight the autumn wind.

"'Also rowing' series of toys, is your company selling?" asked.

"Yes, yes." Parkinson said as he stepped back to his desk, opened the drawer, and took out a copy of the paper, "This is the tax payment certificate for the 'Yike Rowing' series of toys, all the toys are purchased from formal channels, and there are no tax problems." ”

When Parkinson said this, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, if it weren't for the very low purchase price in China, he might have taken a risk.

Don't talk about so many products with loopholes, but let's talk about this, what kind of intentions does this guy have in Heyman. Could it be that Hasbro is in trouble?

No, Hasbro has its own team of professional lawyers, and sending a lawyer's letter over can make you shake a few times. It's impossible to send a low-level lawyer like Heyman to me.

"Don't look at it, I have something I want to show you." opened the box, took out something from it, and flew from one side of the desk to the other.

Parkinson looked down and saw that it was a sketch-style rowing machine qì man, with the words "The Story of the Rowing Machine" written on it.

When I opened it, it was full of words, telling the story of "the righteous can also race" and defeat the "evil can also race".

The structure is simple, the story is very young, and Parkinson's finished reading it in a few minutes.

"What is this?" Parkinson asked.

"My son loves this toy, it's a collection of stories he wrote, and I want it to be packaged with your toys, what do you think?" 's fingers kept tapping on his desk.

"Yes, yes, but I think this story is very simple, it seems to be for children, and children don't necessarily have that much patience to read so many words. I built your son to draw him into a comic, and if the story could still have this quality, I Parkinson's would definitely let him release it with the game. ”

"That's right." nodded, those imps from poor families, how can they have their son's education level, how can they read so many words. "Well, how about you see this drawing style on the cover become a comic?"

"It should work." Parkinson said.

The reason why he said this was not because of how strong was to make him compromise so quickly. Instead, he found that stuffing some cartoons into toys was a good idea.

Toys are mainly purchased by children, who are fantasizing at this age. Launching some comics with a plot will help the product sales.

It's not even inconceivable to launch new toys based on the characters that appear in them.

Heyman's idea has nothing to do with sales, his idea is simple. If the son's side can first launch the story with the toy, and then enter the magazine field, he will have a lot more possibilities in the future.

The name of the shadow of the tree, the fame of a person, can play a decisive role in his career.

At that time, even if his son can't enter the lawyer's profession, become a novelist, a screenwriter, or an editor of a magazine, it will be enough for him to live a comfortable life.

It's far more comfortable than working as a waiter in a fast food restaurant.

Poor parents, don't look at being so strict with Naylor, in fact, he is still thinking about his son. That's why he wasn't allowed to mess around with the imps on the streets.

also plans to save more money and send Naylor to a private school.

"You keep that copy, I'll go back and change it into a comic, you'd better make arrangements here." After finished speaking, he pushed open the office door in a hurry.

Parkinson looked at his back, the corners of his mouth curled.

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