When they arrived at the hotel, Wang Yang and Junjun rested in the room for a while, and then sat together and chatted.

"How much do you earn as a flight attendant?"

"So how is your current income?"

"I write now, averaging three to four million a month."

Jun Jun's eyes widened when he heard her, and he said discouragedly: "I fly for a year, which is equivalent to your income for one day." ”

Wang Yang smiled and calculated, and he asked, "You only fly about 200,000 a year?" ”

"No, it's about 160,000 to work hard...... Wang Yang, you are only 18 years old, how can you make money like this? ”

Junjun sighed with emotion, she couldn't believe that he had changed from an Internet café waiter to a genius writer in just a few months, which was really unreal.

She continued: "When I would be around you all day, I was still working as a photographer's assistant, and my monthly income was as low as that of an Internet café waiter, that is, about 6,000, but the working hours were less, and it was more relaxed. ”

Wang Yang smiled, as a reborn, his monthly income of several million is definitely very low, compared to the predecessors of Li Feiteng in this world, the money he earns may only be the pocket money of the young masters of the Li family.

He held Junjun's hand and said seriously: "Junjun, it will be easier for you to be my secretary, let me think about how much salary I will pay you." ”

Junjun's ears pricked up when she heard it, she is not a little girl, although she also loves Wang Yang deeply, but she also loves her family, and she also wants to seek a better life for her family, although she has to pay some price, but what about this?

"How about I give you a quarter of my August income?"

"It's, it's too much."

Wang Yang didn't speak, he turned on the computer, entered the writer's background, and checked the historical payment information of manuscript fee payment, and his manuscript fee income in August was 3.98 million.

"Give me your ID."

"Ah, what's wrong?"

Junjun took out his ID card and handed it over, Wang Yang took a look, Junjun's real name is Ma Lijun, a dog in 1982, his birthday is June 26, and he is from Langfang.

When she saw Wang Yang log in to the online banking, she quickly grabbed his hand.

"Not now."

Wang Yang ignored her, and resolutely began to transfer money, and transferred it three times, a total of 300,000 before stopping.

He turned his head to look at Junjun and said, "Give you an annual salary of 1.2 million, pay you three months' salary in advance, you go home to rest for a while, and wait for me to call you to work." ”

"Why are you so domineering?"

Junjun rolled her eyes, it was difficult for her to describe her inner feelings in words now, it was very complicated, but there was definitely joy and excitement.

"I suggest you learn English better, because maybe one day I will have to create English literature, and then you will continue to be promoted, not only to be my secretary, but to help me achieve more and bigger dreams."

"I see."

Wang Yang suddenly turned his head and stared at her, and said, "You go and change into the flight attendant uniform and show it to me." ”

"It's broad daylight, it's not good."

After Junjun finished speaking, she lowered her head a little shyly, rubbed the corners of her skirt with both hands, and was too shy to look at Wang Yang.

"Go!"

"Okay."

Wang Yang watched Junjun walk into the bedroom to change into the flight attendant costume, and he was so excited that he couldn't calm down.

Seriously, if she hadn't been a flight attendant, and fate had made him meet Junjun by chance, Wang Yang would have really struggled to overcome the psychological difficulties of being timid.

Lao Jia said that 99 percent of men don't have the strength to hug left and right, and Wang Yang now wants to say that he wants to become the one percent of men.

Junjun has never been so nervous, she was slowly changing into a flight attendant costume in the bedroom, and when she was thinking about what stockings to wear, Wang Yang was already smoking a cigarette and standing at the bedroom door.

"You go first, I haven't done it yet."

"No, you can wear it for me."

"Forget it, I'll help you."

"Ah, don't!"

……

After Wang Yang returned home in the afternoon, the little gray mastiff and Hongyue were not at home, after he rested for a while, he went into the kitchen to boil a pot of boiling water, brewed green tea, put it in a large teacup, took out the laptop, placed it on the computer table in the study, opened a Chinese cigarette in the drawer, smoked the cigarette, and pondered.

Writing is a thing that requires special concentration, and he has been running around lately, and he has been in a very messy mood, including now, it is still difficult for him to start writing in a stable mood.

After Wang Yang landed in the writers' zone boringly, he looked at the data of the three books "Ethereal Journey", "Days of Living with a Flight Attendant", and "Tibetan Code", and he was in a very good mood.

The average number of e-subscriptions of the "Ethereal Journey" group exceeded 300,000 and the number of collectors exceeded 6.7 million.

He took a look at the page of the book, and the total number of clicks was 49.8 million, the weekly membership points were 2.3 million, and the daily clicks were 300,000, so he would definitely be able to break through 50 million hits today!

"Ethereal Journey" has been serialized for five and a half months, and the current word count has reached 1.62 million words, which is basically going to end before the Spring Festival this year.

It will take about two months, looking at the situation of this book, Wang Yang feels that the number of hits may not exceed 100 million next year, and as for the income of "Ethereal Journey", he feels that there will definitely be a lot of income within two or three years after the completion of the book.

The biggest advantage of being a writer is that a high-quality book will continue to make money, and if Wang Yang completes "Ethereal Journey" in half a year, his book income can last for five to ten years.

The book "And the Flight Attendant" was written by Hongyue, and now it has been interrupted, because the book has been published and sold, and Longteng Publishing House has not told him how the sales performance is, but Wang Yang is not too interested in sales, and whether it is good or bad is not his main source of income.

The book "Tibetan Code" is Wang Yang's next most important source of income, he has released a free version of 200,000 words on the Internet, after this month, his strong fans and pro-rice fans, a total of about one million or so readers have read this new book, and the publicity on the online platform has created enough to create an atmosphere of hunger marketing.

Under the pen name of the website Health Madness, there is the first part of "Tibetan Password" that is authorized to read, although there are only 200,000 words, the current number of collectors has 2.3 million, the total number of clicks is 7.26 million, and the number of recommended votes has also exceeded 1 million.

"The First Close Contact", "Ethereal Journey", "Days of Living with the Flight Attendant", "The Tibetan Code", Wang Yang carefully counted the four novels he wrote, in addition to the flight attendant who was co-authored with Hongyue, and "The First Close Contact" is a short story, "Ethereal Journey" and "The Tibetan Code" are all long novels, one is about 2.2 million words, and the other is 1.3 million words, which are all very difficult novels to write.

Wang Yang thought about it, he didn't even touch the keyboard, because there were a lot of manuscripts in the two books, and there was an urge to lose his creation, to put it bluntly, his procrastination was sick again.

It's not that he doesn't want to code words, but he doesn't want to code old books, and he wants to open new books.

Open, or not, has become a thing that Wang Yang is entangled with now, opening is to make money, and it will also allow him to return to the state of writing, if he doesn't open, he finds that he has nothing to do except walk the dog and play games.

At this time, his mobile phone rang, and when he picked it up, it was actually Longteng Editor-in-Chief 314.

"Great Sword, you are invited to participate in the 2005 Writers' Annual Conference of Longteng Chinese Network."

"Really!"

After saying that, Wang Yang felt that he was an idiot, and as a newcomer Wang in 2005, a genius writer who was newly promoted to three stars, it seemed impossible not to be invited to the annual meeting. (To be continued.) )