Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Millionaire
Early this morning, Zeng Xiaoxian asked for a leave from Taiwan, because he received a call from Cao Yuanyong early in the morning, asking him to talk about the remuneration. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Zeng Xiaoxian finally looked forward to this day, some time ago Cao Yuanyong also told him about the sales during this time, that number is not a small amount for Zeng Xiaoxian now, it is enough for Zeng Xiaoxian to complete a lot of plans.
"Mr. Zeng, haha, it's been a while." As soon as Zeng Xiaoxian went downstairs, he saw Cao Yuanyong, and the other party also saw him and took the initiative to come over to say hello.
"yes, it's been more than a week since the last book signing was over." Cao Yuanyong said, Zeng Xiaoxian.
"Let's get in the car first, let's talk about it when we get to the place, and I specially came to invite Mr. Zeng to dinner today." Cao Yuanyong said that he opened the car door for Zeng Xiaoxian, and went to the driver's seat, today he drove his own car.
Hearing Cao Yuanyong talk about inviting guests to dinner, Zeng Xiaoxian couldn't help but remember that night he fooled Cao Yuanyong, and said embarrassedly: "I'll invite Editor-in-Chief Cao, I have already asked Editor-in-Chief Cao to 'invite' a guest last time, how can I be embarrassed to let you invite again." ā
"Poof!" Speaking of the last time, Cao Yuanyong couldn't help but smile and said: "I was really fooled by Mr. Zeng last time, fortunately I brought a bank card, otherwise the money in my wallet is really not enough to settle the bill." ā
"Hehe, I was really embarrassed last time, my friend and I quarreled and threw me there, and ignored me when I called, I didn't bring my wallet, no way, I can remember that Editor-in-Chief Cao is here at a time of crisis." Zeng Xiaoxian said with an embarrassed smile, and slapped a little fart without a trace.
"Hahaha...... It is an honor for Mr. Zeng to think of me at such a moment. ā
"Haha...... In this case, Editor-in-Chief Cao should not call me Mr. Zeng so strange, just call me Xiaoxian, so kind. Zeng Xiaoxian said with a smile.
"Okay, then I'm not welcome, just call you Xiaoxian, you, don't call me Cao what is the editor-in-chief, just call me Lao Cao or I get cheap, and when you're older, you can call me Brother Cao."
"Okay, then call you Brother Cao."
The two were happy in the car, but after the events of that day, the relationship between the two was one step closer.
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When he arrived at the place, it was a luxury box of a five-star hotel, Zeng Xiaoxian looked at it and hurriedly said: "Editor-in-chief Cao, you are too polite, it is a bit too wasteful for two people to make such a box." ā
"Eh, I just said that I was calling Brother Cao, and now I have become the editor-in-chief of Cao again."
"Yes, yes, yes, slap your mouth, I'll punish myself later." Zeng Xiaoxian gently gestured on his face with his hand and said, "But Brother Cao, you are too polite." ā
"It's okay, it's just that the two brothers are happy, find a better place to celebrate." Cao Yuanyong waved his hand, asked Zeng Xiaoxian to stop talking, and motioned for the waiter to serve the food.
Coming to the box and sitting down, Cao Yuanyong opened the wine that he had just taken out of the trunk, poured a glass for Zeng Xiaoxian and himself, and said: "Our editor-in-chief was supposed to come over, but he had something to do with going to the capital these days, so he sent me." In order to apologize, our editor-in-chief took out the Moutai that he had treasured for ten years and asked me to bring it to you, so that I would stain some brother's light and secretly fish. ā
"Eh, Brother Cao, you have to drive, you can't drink, so I'll drink it myself." When Zeng Xiaoxian heard that it was such a good wine, he immediately stopped Cao Yuanyong's hand pouring wine and said.
"It's okay, brother, how could I let you be alone and drunk." Cao Yuanyong gently brushed Zeng Xiaoxian's hand away and said, "This hotel has a professional driver, it's okay." ā
"By the way, I just said that I would punish myself, I'll come first."
"Hey...... Hey, hey, slow down, I won't rob you. Cao Yuanyong really couldn't cry or laugh when he saw Zeng Xiaoxian's appearance, he didn't expect Zeng Xiaoxian to be so good at wine. In fact, the slut used to be a drinker, but Zeng Xiaoxian used to be no wine or happy, he gambled, did not smoke, and the only "bad" hobby was the thing in this cup.
The two of them exchanged glasses and drank a good bottle of wine after a while.
"Do you want another bottle?" Cao Yuanyong looked at Zeng Xiaoxian's unfinished look and asked.
"You still have?"
"How is it possible, having this bottle is enough for our editor-in-chief to feel distressed, how much more do you want." Cao Yuanyong looked at Zeng Xiaoxian like that, and said helplessly.
"That's not it, after drinking this wine, how can I still eat it in this hotel, hey, I'm miserable by you."
Cao Yuanyong looked at Zeng Xiaoxian's cheap and obedient appearance, and instantly felt speechless. I had no choice but to change the topic and said, "Eh, Xiaoxian, we ate and drank, and now let's talk about business." ā
"Oh, yes!" Hearing the conversation, Zeng Xiaoxian was also energetic.
He knew that there was only one serious thing that Cao Yuanyong and he wanted to discuss, and that was the issue of manuscript fees. The 100,000 yuan given by Liao Junhua, Zeng Xiaoxian has used it almost during this time, and Zeng Xiaoxian is waiting for the money to be used urgently, otherwise even if Chen Liang helps him talk about that matter, he will not have the money to pay for it.
Cao Yuanyong didn't care about Zeng Xiaoxian's thoughts, took out an envelope from his briefcase and handed it to Zeng Xiaoxian, saying: "This is a check from ICBC, the amount on it is your royalties for this week, you can go to the bank to cash it at that time." ā
Zeng Xiaoxian received the envelope and couldn't wait to open it, he wanted to know how much money he had made this week. Worried in his heart, Zeng Xiaoxian took out the check from the envelope and looked at it, he was suddenly startled, and raised his head to Cao Yuanyong and asked, "Brother Cao, are you sure there are so many?" ā
Cao Yuanyong saw Zeng Xiaoxian's surprised expression, seemed to have a little satisfaction, and said to Zeng Xiaoxian: "Well, there weren't so many, but our editor-in-chief said that because your book sales are very good, in order to reward you, I will directly help you get the tax money out, that is to say, 15% of the contract signed with you at the beginning is after tax." ā
"How embarrassing is that!" Hearing Cao Yuanyong's words, Zeng Xiaoxian said with some embarrassment.
"There's nothing to be embarrassed about, our editor-in-chief also hopes to have a good relationship with you, he has taken a fancy to your potential, and hopes that your future books will be as preferential as possible to our publishing house." After Cao Yuanyong finished speaking, he added another sentence and said: "Of course, our contract must be very favorable, and we will definitely not cheat you." ā
"That's for sure, don't I believe it, Brother Cao." Zeng Xiaoxian also waved his hand boldly and promised.
Looking at the check of more than 1.7 million yuan in his hand, Zeng Xiaoxian was a little incredulous. He roughly calculated that the price of his book was 38 yuan Huaxia coin, and according to the figure on the check, he sold at least 300,000 copies in a week. This number made Zeng Xiaoxian feel a little dizzy when he thought about it.
In the end, after the two chatted for a while and agreed to meet frequently, Zeng Xiaoxian did not ask Cao Yuanyong to send him, but went home separately.