Half a month after the end of the fight, Yanjing Fantasy Sea finally couldn't do it anymore.

Just a few days ago, the beautiful editor Mo Li brought Yang Luo not very good news.

There has been a change in personnel within Phantom Sea, of course, this has nothing to do with her as a small editor.

However, the new senior management did not know if they had been kicked in the brain by a donkey, and demanded that all the contracts with the existing authors be re-signed after the expiration of the contract.

At first, the authors thought there was a new favorable policy, but they all blew up after getting the new version of the contract from the editor!

The sharing model has changed from 73 points to 55 points, and all copyrights are owned by the website.

These have little impact on the street fighters, and they don't have much impact anyway.

But for those authors who produce high-quality products and god-level writers like Yang Luo, it is a big loss.

Yang Luo was personally notified by Mo Li, and he happened to be in a big class that day, and he almost slapped the table.

Is this site a demon?

Or is it good to see that his novel is over, so it's easy to bully?

No matter how Mo Li comforted and explained, Yang Luo finally hung up the phone ruthlessly.

He now has the strength to express his dissatisfaction, although the Phantom Sea will not go out of business without him, but the loss will not be small.

On the other end of the phone, Mo Li's tears were already rolling in his eyes.

This is the task given to her by the editor-in-chief, because she feels that she has a good relationship with Roselle, which is easier to communicate.

She was also quite embarrassed in her heart, although she had expected that the other party would react greatly, but she didn't expect his attitude to be so cold!

Sister Li on the side comforted her a few words when she saw this.

"Xiaomo, you don't have to be sad, this has nothing to do with us, we're just a messenger...

Not to mention Roselle, just the few boutique authors in my hands are already frying in the group! ”

"Hmm... I know Sister Li... I'll go tell the editor-in-chief first. ”

Mo Li wiped the corners of his eyes, turned around and walked into the editor-in-chief's office...

Yang Luo was watching the freshly baked bombed squid in the back kitchen of the small fisherman's house at noon, and an unfamiliar number from Yanjing called.

He glanced at it, then walked up to a box on the second floor to answer.

The person who called was the editor-in-chief Wu of Phantom Sea, who had also received Yang Luo when he was in Yanjing before.

"Brother Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time, hahaha..."

"Brother Wu, if you have something, just say it, I'm eating!"

Hearing that Yang Luo's mood was not very good, Editor-in-Chief Wu went straight to the point.

"Brother Yang, about the contract, Mo Li must have told you too.

I also think it's very sudden, but for best-selling authors like us, the platform still has compensation..."

Phantom Sea, this is a typical stick to give a sweet date, as long as Yang Luo and their gods don't make trouble, the rest of the people love it!

According to the meaning conveyed by Editor-in-Chief Wu, Phantom Sea proposed to give Yang Luo a higher buyout price, two hundred words per thousand!

This is basically the same as Yang Luo's current income, or even higher, and the bonus will not be less.

But in this case, the copyright is gone!

Yang Luo now has a little foundation, and he doesn't have to be as anxious as he was to sell copyrights to make money.

Moreover, the income from copyright in the future is the majority, such as what mainland someone will write in the future...

Although Editor-in-Chief Wu has repeatedly said that the conditions can be mentioned again, everyone who understands that there is basically nothing to talk about in this matter.

In the end, Yang Luo didn't want to listen to him, so he hung up the phone directly after saying that he had something.

After a while, Yang Luo calmed down and sent a message to Mo Li on his mobile phone.

[Sorry! I was a little emotional just now, and my tone was not very good...]

It didn't take long for Mo Li's text message to come back, but he didn't mention anything about what happened just now, but asked Yang Luo:

[Roselle, are you going to leave? 】

[Besides, the novel has just finished anyway, so I'll think about it when I want to open a new book!] 】

Mo has a premonition that her Roselle boss is leaving her...

Her little money!

In the evening, Moli called a group of little sisters together and ate them in the hot pot restaurant.

"Mo Li, didn't you say that you were sad and asked us to come and accompany you?"

"Hmm... yes..."

"Look at the way you eat and drink, you don't look like a sad person!"

"I... I've turned my grief into appetite! ”

……

On the other side, Yang Luo was already thinking about what to do if he left the Phantom Sea next.

He believed that this incident in the Phantom Sea would definitely alarm other websites, such as Origin, Gallop, etc.

Maybe it won't be long before their representatives come and get in touch with people like Yang Luo, after all, they are all writers with great commercial value.

On Friday night, Yang Luo met Cheng Lan on the second floor of the dumpling restaurant.

Although Yang Luo said that she had full authority to deal with the company's affairs, every once in a while, Cheng Lan would report to Yang Luo about the phased work.

As soon as the two of them came out of the store, they saw Qian Duoduo waiting outside in her baby three series.

"Lan Lan, get in the car!

I've found a new bar, let's have fun! ”

Cheng Lan waved her hand and turned her head to say goodbye to Yang Luo.

"Then I'll go first... Take a taxi back! ”

"Okay, it's fun!"

Who would have thought that before Yang Luo walked to the side of the road, Qian Duoduo drove the car to him.

"Hey, little boss, do you want to go play with us? Today I invite you! ”

"Good!"

Looking at Yang Luo, who was sitting in the back row with his eyes closed, Qian Duoduo was a little surprised and curious.

She was just teasing him, but she didn't expect this guy to agree so happily!

Cheng Lan also regretted that he didn't stop Qian Duoduo just now.

Although Yang Luo is now her boss, she subconsciously still regards him as a younger brother next door who is going to school.

"Yang Luo, do you have something on your mind today?"

Since getting in the car, Yang Luo didn't say a word.

Cheng Lan was a little worried when she saw him so abnormal.

"It's okay, I'm not going to recharge my energy first, I'll have fun for a while!"

“……”

This Blue Star Bar is indeed a recent recent, with a stylish décor and a large number of customers, most of whom are young men and women.

After the three of them entered the booth, a little sister immediately came to order.

Qian Duoduo is an old man, and skillfully ordered a dozen beers and fruit plates.

As soon as Yang Luo looked around for a while, the wine came up.

Qian Duoduo pushed him a can, and opened one himself.

"Sister Duoduo, do you still drink while driving?"

"It's okay, besides, isn't Lan Lan still here? Go back and open it, you drink with me today! ”

"Uh... All right! ”

Yang Luo really hadn't drunk for a long time, and he was not in a good mood today, so he drank with Qian Duoduo.

After drinking for a while, the music in the bar suddenly became energetic!

In the middle of the dance floor, men and women began to writhe.

It's just that some postures are too spicy, and Yang Luo almost didn't spit out his dinner after watching a few of them.

Qian Duoduo was interested, and after a toast, he pulled Yang Luo and Cheng Lan over to dance together.

At first, Qian Duoduo was afraid that Yang Luo would not be able to let go, so he deliberately took him to jump.

But while dancing, she found that Yang Luo was not like Xiaobai at all, his dancing posture was more skilled than her, and he was extremely angry.

Other men either shook their heads or stretched out their arms and kicked their legs.

Yang Luo is different, that's called a twisting waist and swinging hips... It's so international!

Qian Duoduo jumped opposite him for a while, and he was teased by him, and his delicate face was already crimson.

It's not like she hasn't danced with pleasing men before, but they are a few streets away from Yang Luo!

Cheng Lan was also almost blinded by Yang Luo's commotion, and looked at Yang Luo in a daze, forgetting to beat.

Seeing that Qian Duoduo was dancing more and more charming, he couldn't wait to rub himself into Yang Luo's body.

Cheng Lan hurriedly inserted it and separated the two.

"Lan Lan, what are you doing? We're dancing so hard! ”

"It's nothing, I also want to dance with Yang Luo for a while!"

Yang Luo also broke free from the atmosphere at this time, and just now he jumped with the music, almost reproducing the demeanor of his little prince in the nightclub!

At this moment, a handsome guy in casual clothes with wine-red hair shook in front of Yang Luo.

"Hey bro! I see you're dancing well, let's fight? ”

He swayed his ass back and forth as he spoke.

Yang Luo saw a chill and hurriedly waved his hand.

"No, I don't have a pencing hobby!"

Although he didn't understand the meaning of Yang Luo's second sentence, he understood the meaning of refusal.

The burgundy man didn't force it, smiled and left with a few friends around him.

"Sister Duoduo, let's stop jumping, go back and drink some more?"

"Well..."

Although Qian Duoduo was a little excited, it was not interesting for her to continue jumping by herself.

The three of them returned to the booth, Yang Luo ate some fruit, and then occasionally touched a glass with Qian Duoduo...

After the dance music ended, the TV directly above the bar was suddenly turned on.

What is shown on the screen is the group stage of the World Cup, the stick against Portugal!

Seeing this, Yang Luo instantly became a lot more serious, sat up straight, and stared at the TV screen.

At the same time, the two men began to gather around and point fingers.

"I don't understand what football is so beautiful... Yang Luo, you also like to watch this thing? ”

"Me? It's ok, it's mainly more about the results..."

At this time, there was a burst of laughter from the back of Yang Luo's booth.

"Haha... This time, the stick country is unlucky, and it actually ran into Portugal with a super lineup! ”

It was the burgundy-haired young man who laughed the loudest.

Yang Luo glanced at him, thinking that he would be slapped in the face for a while!

The man was not far from Yang Luo, and he quickly swept into him.

"Hey bro, you watch the ball too?"

He came over with a glass of wine.

"How much do you think Portugal can play?"

Yang Luo glanced at him playfully and chuckled:

"Do you think Portugal will win?"

"Of course, at least one has to be entered!"

"Well, it's going to have to be a... But the result may be the opposite! ”

"Huh? No way! Brother, I said that your vision is almost meaningful! ”

Yang Luo didn't argue with him, just speak with the results for a while.

The game continued, and the Sticks eventually won 1-0 against Portugal.

This result made the young man angry to death, and scolded the stick team for kicking too dirty! The referee blows the black whistle!

Yang Luo is happy, there was no accident in this game, and most of the things in the future will run according to the established trajectory.

However, he has no intention of betting again, being a man must be content, too greedy may be a disaster...

The burgundy-haired young man vented for a while, and raised his wine glass to greet Yang Luo.

"Brother, no matter what, you're right!"

"Hehe... It's just luck..."

The young man smiled, then called a few friends to continue to the dance floor and writhe...