Subtitle of this chapter: Is money the measure of everything?

Our Master Yuan was so tired that he went home and fell asleep until someone knocked on the door to wake him up. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He put on his nightgown and opened the door with sleepy eyes, and saw Helen of Sparta and Paris of Troy. Helen Brown seems to be in a good mood, but Mr. John McCall doesn't look good.

Hey, the pair reconciled so quickly?

I just heard the Brunette say sweetly, "Hi, it's greasy......"

Yuan Yanqian glanced at Mr. McCall, whose face was even worse, and immediately raised his hand to stop: "Miss Brown, please wait a minute, I don't think we know each other very well." Why don't you call me Mr. Yuan? ”

After saying this, he didn't care about Miss Brown, whose face was cloudy, but turned his head and greeted, "Hello, John." I'm so embarrassed last night. ”

Mr. McCall, who looked a little better, said, "Hello, Neo. By the way, I heard you were lucky last night......"

Our Master Yuan snorted and said, "Hahaha...... By the way, how did you two come to the Humble House? ”

Miss Brown, who was huffing, stamped her foot and said angrily, "Didn't we come to you to negotiate a contract?" ”

Mr. McCall nodded as well, "Yes, Neo." You know I just got my license to practice law in New York State, so I came with Helen. Let's go in and talk. ”

"Oh, I see, then please come in first. I'm sorry, but I have to change my clothes. ”

The well-born NYU students walked into Yuan's apartment, frowning at the same time. For wealthy children like them, this room of about ten square meters can probably only be used as a maid's room. But they were well educated, didn't say anything, took off their coats and hung them on the coat rack, and sat down.

Our Master Yuan hurriedly changed his clothes and walked out, and he had no place to sit, so he had to lean back on his desk.

Although he was woken up by these two, he was in a good mood, and when he was about to run out of water, someone sent him a remuneration.

He lit a cigarette and leaned against his desk, and casually asked, "So, Miss Brown, how much are you going to pay me?" ”

Helen of Manhattan snorted coldly, "Tired ...... Hmph, Mr. Yuan, didn't you say you don't care about money? He also said that talking about money hurts the feelings between us, and it is too-low for you. ”

"Ahem, cough, cough ......" Yuan Yanqian, who didn't know if she was choked by the cigarette or by this sentence, coughed violently.

He finally calmed down his cough and said stubbornly, "Actually...... I'm just kidding. ”

"Joke?!" Miss Brown raised her voice exaggeratedly, "Can you, a Chinese gentleman, make such a joke?" ”

"Hahaha......" Our Master Yuan was naturally speechless, so he had to laugh a few times. Then he pointed to his little apartment, and said pitifully, "A kind lady like you must be able to understand me, a poor author." ”

"Okay then." Helen of Manhattan said proudly, "Then I'll give you ......"

At this time, Paris from Manhattan, who had not spoken, suddenly interrupted his female companion, "Neo, I actually have a suggestion, do you want to hear it?" ”

"Oh, John, you come and hear it."

Mr. McCall smiled slightly, and said in the tone of a lawyer, "Neo, you also know that Helen is very fond of this novel, and she is a writer herself, a very hard-working writer. So ......"

At this point, Master Yuan already knew what his classmate was going to say.

Sure enough, I heard him continue: "So why don't we pay to 'buy out' your novel." From today onwards, this novel has nothing to do with you. I think you know what I mean. What do you think? ”

"Why don't you make a price?"

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John ...... You ...... My ...... Mr. Yuan ...... "Miss Helen didn't seem to expect her suitor to make such a suggestion, but she was indeed a little moved when she realized it, and couldn't help but turn her head and blink at this Chinese expectantly with a pair of beautiful eyes.

The conscience of heaven and earth, Yuan Yanqian is not reluctant to write this novel, but ...... He gave the script to Miss Lillian-Gish yesterday.

Since it's already for sale, why should you be too polite?

Thinking of this, our Master Yuan sneered and said in a sarcastic tone: "John, how much do you think it takes to 'buy out' this novel?" ”

His classmate was not angry, but muttered for a moment, "Neo, I heard that you have to pay for your doctorate. Then I'll double it, and it'll be $1,600. ”

Don't look at the fact that 1,600 US dollars can buy a set of courtyard houses within the third ring road of the imperial capital, but for the novel "Chocolate Love", this price must be cheap, and the cheap is not like that!

Leaving aside the value of the novel itself, in fact, the key to this matter lies in the identities of Helen Brown and Yuan Yanqi.

If Helen Brown, the daughter of the president of New York University Press, writes a novel like "Chocolate in Love", let alone a rejection. Even if his father no longer likes the novel and finds it "immoral", as a publisher, he should know the literary and commercial value of the novel.

Then the next thing will naturally come naturally, and the president of the publishing house will use all his resources to make his daughter a famous female writer!

Now, of course, the "author" of the book is a Chinese......

If you calculate it from this perspective, let alone $1,600, it is not too much to add a zero.

$16,000...... Converted into 3 million yuan to buy a novel that will definitely become a "post-00s beautiful writer", a hundred years from now, China will definitely have a lot of sisters who are eager to become a god and parents who want their daughters to become phoenixes.

It stands to reason that the next step is the bargaining phase...... But he could only continue to pretend. Our Master Yuan sighed in his heart, and suddenly remembered another thing.

"Switch nerd forms."

The man and woman in the room suddenly found that the temperament displayed by the Chinese in front of them changed instantly, with a taste of loneliness, straightforwardness, coldness, and not eating fireworks in the world.

He snuffed out the cigarette butt and said stiffly, "I'm sorry, John." I haven't thought about it, so let's talk about remuneration. ”

However, the other party did not give up, but raised the price. John opened his right hand and said, "Neo, for the sake of our classmates, I will pay $5,000!" ”

Yuan Yan shook his head with a tense face and said, "It's not about money. Don't say $5,000, it's $50,000 ......",

While listening to the sound of his heart "fluttering" and bleeding out, he suppressed his "anger" and said, "I don't sell it either!" ”

When our Master Yuan saw that his classmate was still about to speak, he clenched his hands into fists and raised his head and said, "About ...... Mr. McCall, please don't say that. I'm really short of money right now, but ......"

In the end, he said categorically: "Money is not the measure of everything for me!" ”