He finally saw that although Wang Bingyu was aggressive when talking and seemed to have the right to speak, in fact, President Lu Lingling, who was in charge, was the one in charge, and the final decision was in her hands.

No matter how she chooses, Riki has already thought of a countermeasure, anyway, a page of comics can't be drawn with a wave of her hand. If Lu Lingling chooses to let herself draw comics, then relying on her familiarity with the comics and the passive skill of 10% correction, she will draw a few line drawings at the speed of an assembly line and communicate with them. If he wants to test his painting skills, he uses the help of two models of Lu Wei and Lu Hui to show his pseudo-master sketching skills to the fullest.

"Comics!" Lu Lingling made the final decision.

Since it's a comic company, of course, it's the comic skills that are assessed, and the other members feel the same way.

For this reason, Riki naturally drew on A4 paper - line drawing.

He draws line drawings very quickly, without the need to fill in colors and stickers, and theoretically saves at least one-tenth of the time spent on line drawings by an average cartoonist with 10% retouching. However, in fact, there are many wrong strokes that can be tolerated, so if you don't care too much, the speed of Riki's line drawing seems to be faster.

"It's so fast! Is this assembly line production? Lu Lingling praised.

Riki didn't mean to use a dipping pen to draw at all, and didn't seem to want to finish a page of manga, but just skipped this page of line art to draw a line art. As a result, a twenty-page line drawing had been completed in less than a cup of tea, and the characters, expressions, and scenes on it were enough to tell the story it was trying to tell.

Although Riki showed what he wanted to express, for the sake of the time he had to have, he drew a line in a grid. Surprisingly skip the application of dot paper, use the sketch method that is no less than sticking dot paper, and fill the picture with only lines into a full caricature, which can be used for printing just by scanning it!

Even a real person can draw a sketch like a photograph, and it's a breeze to "photo" a comic onto another piece of paper. Of course, no matter how fast and true the sketch is, it is still not as convenient as sticking dot paper. The work of sticking dots can be done even if it is handed over to ordinary people who know nothing about drawing, and there is no need to waste the energy of a cartoonist to sketch one by one.

However, the process of making this cartoon is still refreshing for them.

"Wow, I actually drew it directly!" Ryoko was surprised.

“awesome！” Elisabel did not hesitate to appreciate.

"There's no need for dot paper – it's like a magician on the tip of a pen!" Lu Lingling commented.

He was able to imitate the dot paper with his own hands, which meant that even if a certain style of dot paper was missing, the little cartoonist could "make" the effect he wanted. The lack of a certain tool is often the biggest obstacle to the development of human imagination, and Riki, a young manga artist, clearly overcomes the obstacle.

What's more, Riki has been drawing manga since middle school, and although there was a little break in the middle, he has been persevering, and the age of the intermittent manga is about more than ten years, plus the adaptation to the strength of his arm in the past month. Therefore, in front of Lu Lingling, he is not a comic novice, but a sophisticated cartoonist far beyond his age!

"It's decided, we'll sign with you." Lu Lingling patted the black Changzhi, who was taller than her, and said:

"Well, don't be sad, well, although revising the contract is a lot of work, I can only ask you, Sister Bingyu."

Wang Bingyu couldn't cry or laugh, she wasn't frustrated by that amount of work. To be honest, from the establishment of the publishing house to the present, almost 70% of the work has been pressed on her, and changing the contract is not onerous at all.

She just felt that if the president cooperated just now, the original contract would definitely be signed, and it was estimated that she would be called down by the little boy before she reached the staircase. If you don't call it, you can also put it another day, the company gives such a generous manuscript fee and share, I'm not afraid that he will choose other companies to sign a contract. At the latest, he will suffer a loss when he hits the south wall in Dongman and Mantianxia, and he will definitely go back to sign a contract with his company at that time.

It's good now.,20% of the profit of a very potential comic is directly let out.,The company can't afford to lose it! The president of the secret path really doesn't worry about anything about anything......

"Ryoko, go help Bingyu." Lu Lingling instructed the hard-working Ryoko. She didn't seem to want to put off the signing until tomorrow, and urged the members to print back the revised contract as soon as possible.

"Yes, please wait a moment." Ryoko stood up and said respectfully, and then followed Wang Bingyu to revise the contract.

……

"I wonder what the president's dream is, and what are your plans for the future?" While waiting for the contract, Riki began to consciously inquire about the details of Shangguo Publishing House, hoping to hear about the five-year plan and the ten-year plan.

"Ideal? Well, if you want to talk about ideals, I want to start the world's largest comic publishing house! President Kamikoku stretched out his hand and drew a circle larger than the school's globe with all his might, encompassing the whole world.

"Oh, that's a big goal! Then you must have a good plan, how many new magazines do you plan to create next year? How many new employees are hired? How much do you want to sell? Seeing that the other party was so bold, Riki asked bluntly.

Lu Lingling's face showed a confused expression: "Isn't four people enough?" She muttered.

"I'm down!" Riki was really overwhelmed, and the chair was crumbling by him.

"Don't worry, we've got Ice Whisper." The president said irresponsibly.

"Hmm." Riki stared at her for a moment, "You really started a company, right, you don't plan to go out of business in half a year, right?" ”

"Well, there are Bingyu, Elisabel and you, shouldn't it......" President Lu Lingling asked Riki in a worried tone instead.

"......" was even counted himself, and it seemed that he was suddenly entrusted with a heavy responsibility, and Riki felt that he had a long way to go.

……

is such a strange company, Riki thought that the signing would be signed until the evening, but he didn't expect Wang Bingyu to be so efficient, and took Ryoko to make a new contract in half an hour. It's hard to imagine how they found a print shop in a place they didn't know how to live, but their efficiency made Riki feel a little more at ease.

After getting the contract, Riki read it carefully-

[Party A of the Writer's Contract of Shangguo Publishing House: _______ Party B......]

Because it is a veritable "deed of sale", every word on it must be read clearly, and sometimes one sentence can determine a person's lifelong fate. What impressed Limu the most was the village committee of Pingnan Village, the village official of this village signed a contract with a developer on the demolition and resettlement land, but unfortunately because he did not read some of the terms clearly, the whole village not only did not pay dividends at the end of the year, but also owed 20 million foreign debts.

After the demolition, Pingnan Village was laughingly called "the first poor village in South China". For a rich village where one person in another village can pay dividends of 20,000 or 30,000 yuan a year, and a family can receive dividends of 100,000 yuan. Those villages that developed relatively poor at the beginning can be said to be extremely Tailai, laughing Feng Shui has taken turns.

In order to prevent such a tragedy from happening to him, Riki checked back and forth on the deed of sale that stipulated himself for the next ten years, and finally signed it after finding that there were no loopholes.

"Happy working together!" Limu took a sip of the tea in the cup, narrowed his eyes slightly sour, and stretched out his hand to shake Lu Lingling.

"Happy cooperation-" Lu Lingling was stunned at first, but she didn't expect Limu's style of doing things to be so like a skilled business person.

However, it is useless for Limu to sign alone, as a primary school student who has no civil rights, this contract still needs to wait for his parents to come back in the evening to sign and agree before it can take effect.

That night, Riki's parents were taken to a restaurant.

Although Li Xiuli heard about the incident when she drove downstairs to her house, she was still shocked to see that the contract - 80 yuan per page to buy the comic manuscript fee. As long as her son completes a one-page comic, it is equivalent to her running a car for a day! If she draws two or three pages a day, she will get two or three days!

"Oh my God! This--how much money you have to make this month! ”

However, the most important reason for her to agree to sign is actually this clause in the contract: [If Mr. Limu is willing to continue to renew the contract when he becomes an adult, the company needs to help him purchase five insurances and one housing fund in accordance with the provisions of Chinese labor law. 】

Li Jiahui, the pear father, didn't care very much, not all of his gambling in and out of the account were hundreds or thousands, there were so many numbers flowing in and out of his hands every day, and his son was nothing to him if he got one hundred hundred and ten yuan a day. I never feel that when gambling, I am in and out, and I have earned a little bit in a month after careful calculation, and most of the family living expenses are actually paid by my wife, so it is very casual for Li's father to sign or not.

"Son, what kind of cartoon will it not affect your study, right?" Li Xiuli finally confirmed.

"No, no, don't worry, it's a hundred times easier to draw a cartoon than the one you took the painter last time." Riki seemed to be careless, but said exaggeratedly.

No impact on learning!

And you can make money!

Help buy five insurances and one housing fund!

Li Xiuli's eyes widened, what is it like to raise a son! Don't want him to support his old age, just want him to grow up and be able to make money by himself and support himself for a day!

"Signed!" Li Xiuli didn't expect this day to come so quickly, her son had already reached half of her wish, and the rest was only to marry a daughter-in-law and have a child.

…… But I'm afraid it will be a long time coming.;