Chapter 193: Return to Hongchuan

In a blink of an eye, it is the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Xi Muhan is going to return to the sea of clouds to prepare for the start of the new semester, and Shen Xin is also going to Hongchuan to start a new life.

Su Han stayed up for three days and nights, finished the text, and returned to Hongchuan one step ahead of schedule.

Ji Yinxuan hastily picked dozens of pages of characters, and then accompanied Xi Muhan and boarded the plane to the sea of clouds.

It was the New Year's Eve, and it was extremely difficult to buy plane tickets, and with Ji Yinxuan's help, Shen Xin finally caught the last flight on the sixth day of the new year.

After getting off the plane, the cold wind blew and made Shen Xin shiver.

To be honest, Hongchuan is also considered to be in the south, but compared with Yushui, it is still more than ten degrees worse.

Shen Xin hurriedly stopped a taxi, found a fairly good hotel, and stayed temporarily.

This time is not as good as the last time I came to Hongchuan, because there is no place to stay, so this time I came here, and there was no destination at all.

Of course, Shen Xin also knows that it is the right thing to find a house to rent first.

He came to Hongchuan and was not familiar with the place, and the magazine wanted to provide some necessary help.

When he got up early the next day, Shen Xin contacted Wang Wenhong.

"I'm still on the road...... Please wait a day. By the way, what kind of house do you want? ”

"What kind of house?" Shen Xin thought for a moment, "Quiet, away from the city, a little bigger, I may have to do a studio." By the way, the price should be reasonable, I don't want to pay for the house and have no salary to pay the assistant's salary. ”

"I see, I'll give you news tomorrow." Wang Wenhong agreed.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Xin also found a few more suitable houses on the Internet, but the prices were also more touching, all of them were more than 6,000.

In the end, Shen Xin decided to take a look at the house Wang Wenhong was looking for before making a decision.

Wang Wenhong was very punctual, and called at noon the next day, gave Shen Xin an address, and asked him to take a taxi.

The place Wang Wenhong said was far away from the hotel, almost across the entire Hongchuan City, Shen Xin got out of the taxi and found that it was a very good community.

According to Wang Wenhong's prompt, Shen Xin came downstairs on the 17th floor, and just as he was about to contact Wang Wenhong again, Wang Wenhong pushed open the door downstairs, "Come in." ”

"How many floors?" Shen Xin said curiously.

"The top floor is a two-story complex, the lower floor can be used as an assistant's studio, and the second floor can be used as your studio and residence, completely separated from the downstairs." Wang Wenhong took Shen Xin's suitcase, led Shen Xin into the elevator, and pressed down the 25th floor.

"How much is the rent?" Shen Xin asked.

"120,000 a year. I think that if Mr. Shen's journal is relatively long, it is better to rent it for a few more years, so as not to increase the rent when he gets it. ”

This price is much more expensive than the houses Shen Xin looked at, but those houses are all 120 square meters of suites, which are different from compound buildings.

The elevator door opened, and Shen Xin followed Wang Wenhong again, went up one floor along the stairs, and finally came to the compound building.

The door was pushed open, and Shen Xin's eyes suddenly lit up.

The lower floor of this complex building is large enough to put five or six workbenches, computers, printers and other instruments, and it is estimated that there will be a sofa. The ceiling is a semicircle, with an extra piece protruding from the second-floor hallway, large enough to fit two workbenches.

Outside the first floor, there is a small balcony, which is useful for drying clothes.

If there is a downside, it is that there is not much furniture, and there is very little furniture in the room except for a wardrobe and a bed, and a few chairs.

But it's good that you don't have to move the workbench and have to turn the place upside down.

"What about the owner?" Shen Xin asked.

"Not here. Let's start with the contract of the magazine. In case the contract is not negotiated, you rent the house for nothing, right? Wang Wenhong explained.

"Yes." Shen Xin nodded and said.

Wang Wenhong is right. If you rent a house and the contract is not negotiated, then you are really blind.

"So, you're the editor in charge?" Shen Xin asked rhetorically.

"You know, it's not easy for me this year, so give it a chance." Wang Wenhong clasped his hands together and smiled bitterly.

He left his job last year and left "Dreamer", and after the New Year this year, he got together with Shen Xin again, saying that it was a year, which is not too much at all.

"Hopefully we can have a good cooperation." Shen Xin stretched out his hand.

"I did my best to make the next work the hottest comic on ComicFuture." Wang Wenhong held Shen Xin's hand tightly, his face full of confidence.

Wang Wenhong took out the contract from the document bag, made two copies, and handed it to Shen Xin.

The ComicFuture contract is almost as thick as two Neorld contracts, and the terms are so dense that most of the conceivable scenarios are listed.

"This contract is a little different from the contract of other cartoonists. The two things you and the editor-in-chief said, such as not interfering with the completion of the work, only signing a comic contract with the magazine...... These are written in the contract. At the same time, the conditions of the magazine and the fact that the work must be completed are also written in it. Wang Wenhong explained to Shen Xin one by one.

Shen Xin looked at it very seriously, and Wang Wenhong explained it in detail.

"Finally, there's the manuscript fee. "ComicFuture" only Mr. Wang Yunze received a single page of 600 yuan manuscript fee, which is because he won the 'Best Long-Form Comic' Award, he is only qualified for this, and the others are up to 500. The color page is 1.5 times that of the black and white page, the royalty is 10%, and other corresponding copyright fees are stated in the contract. ”

Shen Xin nodded.

Although it looks similar to Neorld's contract, with a slightly higher single-page fee and a royalty increase from 8% to 10%, the size of the two magazines is completely different, and the sales of single books are not at the same level, and the contract is generally more solid than that of Neorld.

"Correspondingly, the cost of the assistant is also higher than that of Hongchuan, and accommodation is not provided, but meals and transportation expenses are provided."

Shen Xin bowed slightly, in this way, although he made a lot of money, he also spent a lot. Considering that "Chess Soul" is also more troublesome than other types of comics, three assistants should be wanted. The cost of an assistant alone is a lot of money a month, plus income tax and rent, and you have to hire a supervisor......

Wait, you can't make ends meet, right?

"Teacher Shen, what's wrong?" Wang Wenhong saw Shen Xin's face change slightly, and hurriedly asked.

"How much will it cost to buy this house?" Shen Xin asked.

"This house?" Wang Wenhong looked around, "Well, although it is on the edge of the city, I estimate that it should be about 5 million." ”

Shen Xin rolled his eyes, he couldn't buy it for the time being.

"Four hundred thousand in four years." Shen Xin said suddenly.

"What?"

Hearing Shen Xin say this suddenly, Wang Wenhong didn't react.

"I mean, if I can negotiate 400,000 yuan in four years, I will rent it for four years." Shen Xin looked at Wang Wenhong seriously.

"Four years?"

Wang Wenhong's eyes lit up, since Shen Xin said so, then, this cartoon will take more than three years to draw.

"No problem, I'll be able to talk about it." Wang Wenhong was ecstatic in his heart, and immediately patted his chest and said.

"By the way, I have one more thing." Shen Xin pondered a little earlier, raised his head and said.

"You say." Wang Wenhong asked.

"Where's the library?"

Wang Wenhong's eyelids jumped.

Library? It doesn't seem to be very close.