It is a very remarkable ability to deduce the trajectory of future events from the past and the present, which is the prediction of the development of things and the foresight of foresight, everyone in the world has foresight, but everyone's ability is strong or weak, and the foreseen things are useful and useless. What does it mean to be useful? It can be helpful now and in the future, and how helpful it is and how useful it is.

Lin Feng's estimation of the completion world of Fang Lun and Tang Yun's two chapters of the album affected his arrangement of the two-day itinerary to a certain extent.

That night, Lin Feng received the information from Chen Zhuo and Phantom Language, and after thinking about it slightly, he began a two-day transportation without stopping.

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On the morning of July 9, the third day of negotiations between Chen Zhuo and the editors-in-chief of the two major publishing houses, Lin Feng left home.

The weather in the morning still retains this pure summer characteristic, and the stuffy and tropical in the city always give people the tiredness of the spirit and the heaviness of the **. The streets were listless, and even the sounds and colors of the cars that were still moving at a high speed gave a listless look, echoing the wilted leaves on both sides of the street.

Summer is the season in full swing, according to scientific research has shown that people should be excited to work hard, but I am sorry that the summer sunshine, summer temperature, when the lazy breath in people's bones is hooked out, everything is still based on reality.

Lin Feng sat in a taxi and walked through this cement-filled city, his target or destination was Fanxing Publishing House, a contract was waiting for him to sign, it was a contract for "Harry Potter", the two parties to the contract were Lin Feng and Fanxing Publishing House, nothing else, as for the union that Lin Feng said, it was the cooperation between Fanxing Publishing and Fengxing Branch and Yunluo Publishing, and it had nothing to do with Lin Feng.

After paying the money, Lin Feng did not continue to linger on the road in front of the building, but went directly to the door and went upstairs.

Chen Zhuo, who was already waiting at the door, led Lin Feng's conference room, the huge starry conference room, if you don't count the tables and chairs, it is really empty. There are three people, an editor-in-chief, an author, a lawyer, and a few stacks of paper and pens.

"Mr. Lin, this is Fu Qianqian, a lawyer I have worked with for a long time at Fanxing Publishing House, and our contract was drafted and notarized by him." Chen Zhuo introduced.

"Hello Mr. Lin, this is my lawyer's card." Fu Qian handed a document to Lin Feng and smiled.

"Hello, thank you for coming to draft and notarize for us." Lin Feng took the certificate, looked at it carefully, and then handed it back.

The three of them sat down at one end of the conference table, and Chen Zhuo pushed a stack of papers in the direction of Lin Feng.

"Mr. Lin, this is about the contract that we Fanxing signed with Fengxing Publishing Fengshi Branch and Yunluo Publishing according to your suggestion, and we have completed the union."

Lin Feng nodded, took the somewhat thick contract, and looked through it.

Cooperation between groups is always so troublesome, and the terms and conditions must be clearly defined and rules and regulations must be worked out. Lin Feng quickly looked at it, and admired the rigorous attitude of the lawyer notary office found by the three major publishing houses in Fengshi, how did he think of so many aspects, and how did he refine it? The cost of fuel for transporting books to the printing house was clearly stipulated.

"Editor-in-Chief Chen's efficiency is excellent, and the contract has been drafted and signed in just a few days." After turning over the contract, Lin Feng returned the contract to Chen Zhuo.

"Mr. Lin has won the award, sometimes, fast is always better than slow." Chen Zhuo smiled, some things were decided earlier, and the more he could grasp them. The unknowable feels bad.

"Then this is the contract between us for Harry Potter." Lin Feng didn't waste too much time in the contract between the three major publishing houses, but turned his attention to the stack of documents next to him.

"Yes, Mr. Lin, please take a closer look. If there are any questions, please point them out and I will make changes that you both agree to. Fu Xiangqian said, with a smell peculiar to a judicial man.

"Well, okay, thank you." Lin Feng nodded and looked at it carefully.

The content of this contract between Lin Feng and Fanxing Publishing is not much, because Lin Feng has put forward those conditions back and forth, but Lin Feng still took a long time and read it very carefully, and he always has to be careful about what he wants to sign under the law.

Chen Zhuo and Fu Xiangqian were not in a hurry, waiting slowly in the conference room, they knew each other very well and were used to such a scene.

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Half a day.

After reading the specific content of Lin Feng's contract, he nodded to Chen Zhuo after knowing it.

"Editor-in-Chief Chen, we can sign a contract."

Under the witness of Fu Xiangqian, Lin Feng and Chen Zhuo each signed their names on the last page of the contract, and Chen Zhuo also took out the official seal of the publishing house and stamped it a few times.

After each of them confirmed that it was correct, Mr. Fu left after completing a series of procedures.

"Mr. Lin, when will this Harry Potter be completely completed?" There were no outsiders in the conference room, and Chen Zhuo, the party who had just signed the completed contract, asked. This is a very confident question, before the contract was decided, "Harry Potter" said something unpleasant, and it had nothing to do with him, but now it is different, to say an inappropriate analogy, he is a shareholder, so he can naturally ask two words.

Only when you have it can you have a voice.

"Completely done? Editor-in-Chief Chen, it's a bit early to say, now I have a manuscript of about 100,000 words in my hands, and the first part of Harry Potter is about to be completed, and I will send it to you in a few days. As for the complete completion, in a few years, this is a series, I am going to do it one a year, a total of seven parts, so Editor-in-Chief Chen should not be in a hurry. Lin Feng said indifferently.

"One a year? Seven parts in seven years? Mr. Lin, this seems to be a little longer, we are only facing the guests in front of us, when the time has passed seven years, who still remembers this year's Harry Potter ......" Chen Zhuo said with a trace of concern.

"Time can destroy countless things, but only can not erase the vague imprints, seven years ago we will always have a hazy memory of people and things, but this hazy shadow will not be washed away with the many memories, it will only be covered, not jump out, let us explore. Usually things jump out like this, not to mention that we use a new Harry Potter every year to deepen and attract the shadow of this imprint? Lin Feng explained.

"Well, that's the reason, but people are forgetful, I'm afraid of ......" Chen Zhuo nodded, still wanting Lin Feng to speed up.

"It's because it's not deep enough, and Harry Potter will make them remember. Editor-in-chief Chen publishes a book every year for seven years, and the readers who look forward to it will make you earn a lot. Lin Feng's voice was still flat, but the firmness of never changing the time was fully revealed.

"Well, that's fine, just one a year. Mr. Lin, I don't know what I told you, the poetry draft, I wonder if you are ready? After hesitating for a moment, Chen Zhuo changed the topic in a timely manner and gave up the preparation of asking Lin Feng to speed up, Lin Feng's meaning was obvious, why bother discussing it again.

"Poetry manuscripts?" Lin Feng was a little puzzled, but he remembered in an instant, there was such a thing in the past, "Well, Editor-in-Chief Chen, didn't I tell you that I was going to write it after I was ready to travel?" Why are you in such a hurry now? ”

"That's right, Mr. Lin, according to the speed at which you write songs and the number of songs you have now, your poetry works are really a little less, I suggest you write more, after all, if people mention that you are a musician, your positioning is very bad, after all, your positioning also involves the sale and purchase of your works." Chen Zhuo said. Recently, there has been too much news about Lin Feng's music, and the impact is not good, although the literary publication is also very diligent, but there is still no way to compare the two, and the speed of publishing books is not fast, which is not easy to reverse, but poetry can be compared!

Because of the release of Lin Feng's single "Every Day in My Life" and the production of the two albums of Tang Yun and Fang Lun, people always talk about musicians when they mention Lin Feng, although this is also fame, and it is also conducive to the sales of Lin Feng's books, but a writer who relies on music fame to sell books cannot last long. The issue of positioning is something that everyone should be aware of, and there is so much at stake.

After all, Chen Zhuo needs a well-known writer, not a musician who is thriving.

"Well, this one needs to be paid attention to." Lin Feng nodded, although he didn't care about these things, it didn't matter if he was a musician or a writer, but in this world, he always had to follow the rules, after all, the people who made the rules lived under the rules.

"Mr. Lin, what are you going to ...... this poem?" asked Chen Zhuo. One pun, one question about time, two questions about space, when will the poem be released? Going to send it to that newspaper? Chen Zhuo is very concerned about these two issues.

"Before I leave for Kyoto, I'll post an article for you stars, even if it's the first article you told me about that time." Lin Feng said lightly. As long as he shows people, who and where he sends it, he doesn't really care.

"Oh, okay, then I'll thank Mr. Lin first." Chen Zhuo said with a smile on his face. It seems that the urging still has an effect.

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The sun in the sky has not yet come to the middle of the sky, and there is no majesty at the beginning of the rise, and the dark clouds that drift from nowhere have weakened the sun's rays many times, shining on the world without that heat, and the unique dryness of summer has also been reduced a little.

Rejecting Chen Zhuo's send-off, after Lin Feng left the building, he felt the breeze, and after confirming that it was not a heat sink, he nodded with satisfaction, the weather forecast still has a certain degree of credibility, and it was finally accurate when it was about to steam.

Walking to the side of the road, Lin Feng stopped a taxi and reported the address of Starlight Music.