Assistant Wang bent down and asked respectfully, "Miss Ruan, is there any problem?" ”

"Isn't this royalty too much?" Ruan Jiaojiao asked.

Assistant Wang glanced at the price and made sure there was no problem.

"Miss Ruan, there is no problem with this price."

Ruan Jiaojiao heard Assistant Wang say this, and looked down carefully.

Five million royalties just to buy a hopping game? Wouldn't it be too much of a loss?

Ruan Jiaojiao closed the contract and said, "I want to talk to Mr. Fu." ”

Assistant Wang made a gesture of please.

In Fu Qiran's office, Ruan Jiaojiao put the contract in front of Fu Qiran, spread it out, pointed to the copyright fee and said, "Mr. Fu, five million is too much." ”

"Not much."

Fu Qiran played with the fountain pen in his hand, and the fountain pen glowed in the light, as if it was not a fountain pen, but a knife.

Ruan Jiaojiao pursed her lips and asked very seriously: "Mr. Fu gave so much copyright fee because I made this game?" This game is just a small game, and even if it is published, it won't make much money. ”

Fu Qiran chuckled and inserted the pen into the pen holder casually.

"Jiaojiao, I'm a businessman, I don't do anything that doesn't make money, you know?"

"What about this ......"

Before Ruan Jiaojiao finished speaking, she heard Fu Qiran say again: "On that jumping small box, you can put a lot of advertisements." ”

"The advertising fee is more than 100 million, so your copyright fee is worth it."

Ruan Jiaojiao was stunned, but she really didn't think that advertisements could also be inserted in the game.

She scratched her head and gained a new understanding of Fu Qiran's business acumen.

"Mr. Fu is so smart." Ruan Jiaojiao said without hesitation in her praise.

Fu Qiran said "um" and took out a fountain pen from the pen holder, "Then Jiaojiao will sign it." ”

Ruan Jiaojiao nodded, took the pen and solemnly signed her name.

After signing the contract, Ruan Jiaojiao left.

After she left, a man in a black suit walked into the office.

Fu Qiran glanced at him lightly, and put the documents and the pen signed by Ruan Jiaojiao into a sealed transparent bag.

"Let's make a comparison." Fu Qiran commanded.

The man in black answered "yes", put the bag in his arms, and then turned to leave.

At this time, Fu Qiran was the only one left in the office.

He opened the drawer under the table and took out a fancy looking book with the words "Evil Lord Pain Lightly" printed on the cover.

Fu Qiran casually turned a page, almost fragrant. Under Yan's description, there is a note.

[When will Brother Fu be able to do this to me! I also want to be ...... by Brother Fu Hey, hey, hey! 】

This nymphomaniac-like words are not at all like the current Ruan Jiaojiao.

Fu Qiran was a little curious, what happened to make a person change so much.

Of course, the premise is that this person is still the same person.

Fu Qiran looked at the dazzling lines, sighed lightly, threw the book into the cabinet, and began to process the documents.

On the other hand, Ruan Jiaojiao had no idea that she might be at risk of being exposed.

She was being pestered by a middle-aged woman at this time, and her mouth was saying words that she didn't understand.

"It's in vain that my daughter treats you as a good friend, why are you so ruthless!"