Chapter 217: The revenge of killing my father is not shared, so I have to do it myself
For Chen Feichen, the condition given by Luo Feng is already very generous!
The annual salary is 300,000 yuan, which is more than the money he writes!
Not to mention, Luo Feng also gave him a buyout money of 1.5 million, plus the follow-up treatment costs, he didn't even need to worry about it, and he also provided him with real estate!
Where can I find such a good thing?
It's just that no matter how he says it, he is a literati, and Luo Feng already knows his details, but Chen Feichen still doesn't know what Luo Feng does.
"Luo boy, let me tell you, don't mess around!" Zhao Tai knew Luo Feng's character, and immediately looked at him vigilantly, he didn't want a literati to become an underworld!
Luo Feng shrugged his shoulders and said, "This is his own choice, we should respect other people's choices, isn't it?" ”
With a pun, Zhao Tai also fell silent.
That's right, Luo Feng is ordering Zhao Tai!
As long as Zhao Tai is alive, Luo Feng will be able to eat Zhao Tai to death with this matter!
He gave Luo Feng a life to live in the shadows, and what Luo Feng gave him back was a piece of light!
"I want money now, cash!"
Chen Feichen was silent for two minutes and spoke directly.
Luo Feng chuckled: "You're not curious about what I'm doing?" ”
Chen Feichen smiled bitterly and said, "Underworld, I guessed right, right? ”
"I am a literati, I call myself an arrogant literati, and I will never bow to the underworld forces, and several of my books reflect reality, basically the story between the underworld and the police, and I have learned a lot about the underworld."
"After the underworld reaches a certain level, it will pursue fame, status, etc., and you came to me through Lin Tianhua, it's the same, isn't it just a name?"
"I can promise you that you can continue to publish books under this pseudonym, but for every book, I have to collect money, and you have to give me as much money as the publisher gives me!"
Now that he has lost the arrogance of the literati, the persistence in his heart, and even the things he is most proud of, then he doesn't care!
Keep up with the money!
"No problem!" Luo Feng grinned.
"I want an annual salary of 500,000, and I can assure you that you will never lose the money you spend on me!"
"Since I've joined you, it's an underworld, right? I make one more request, before tomorrow night, I will see the people who killed my father, I will deal with them personally, you don't want to fool me casually, I have seen them. ”
Chen Feichen clenched his fists, and his eyes flashed with hatred.
His father was beaten to death by them, and as a son, how could he not take revenge?
The revenge of killing the father is not shared!
"Chen Feichen, don't mess around! If you need help, I can help you. Let me introduce, my name is Zhao Tai, deputy director of the provincial department. ”
Zhao Tai didn't want to watch him go down this road of no return, and he couldn't look at it with a clear conscience, so he still opened his mouth to persuade.
Chen Feichen sneered: "Go to the public procuratorate and law, although I can die on their charges, I can't wait!" ”
Zhao Tai let out a long sigh, he shouldn't have come over today.
Just thinking in his heart, he led the team over tomorrow night, and he didn't want to see such a good young man go down the road of crime.
"As a son of man, I can't imagine how much my father suffered, I can't empathize!"
"As a son of man, I can't do it with impunity for those who killed my father!"
"As a son of man, if you don't take revenge, you will come to the world in vain! Only by doing it myself, I think... Worthy of my father's spirit in heaven! ”
"When he was alive, I always didn't have time to go home, and only after he left did I know that my parents needed companionship, and I didn't do even the simplest things, and I was ashamed of their nurturing grace!"
Several people sighed, don't persuade others to be kind without others suffering.
At least in this day and age, there is no Madonna with a heavy punch.
Luo Feng pondered for a moment, turned his head to look at Lin Tianhua and said, "Get him 500,000 cash." ”
Lin Tianhua was drinking tea happily and was in a good mood.
Looking at the underworld, who can have the privilege of drinking tea with the deputy bureau of the provincial department, and only he Lin Tianhua has this honor!
As a result, when he suddenly heard Luo Feng's words, he was startled, and his face suddenly darkened.
"No, why do you take it yourself, why do I take money for you? Why don't you take the money yourself, grass! ”
I thought I didn't have to spend money, but I still had to spend it myself?
Lin Tianhua immediately exploded, staring at Luo Feng with an angry face, there is a kind of reason why you can't find a reason, I will turn my face with you now.
Luo Feng touched his nose in embarrassment and said, "Aren't you out of cash." You give him 500,000 in cash, and the remaining 1 million hit him in the card. ”
Bowing his head, he wrote a string of numbers in the checkbook and threw it to him, two hundred complete.
plus the 500,000 yuan given to Zheng Jingtong before, I gave it to him.
Lin Tianhua, who got the check, suddenly smiled, and said with a smile: "Go, get 500,000 cash for our Chen Dawen." ”
Lin Tianhua waved his hand, and the people behind him immediately went to do something.
Soon, a box was placed in front of Chen Feichen, and when it was opened, it was full of money!
His breathing was short, the bloodshot in his eyes had subsided a little, and with all this money, she no longer had to worry about money.
"As long as you say a word, I can kill!"
This money is equivalent to his life money!
Luo Feng grinned and said: "It's not that serious, you just help me manage the company, the company here in the provincial city will let you help me manage it when the time comes, do a good job, your annual salary will not be only 500,000." ”
After doing all this, Luo Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief, and now he was not afraid of Jiang Yurou's investigation.
Chen Feichen is a very trustworthy person, and he dialed the editor of the publishing house on the spot.
"Hey, Flying Dust, a new book is out?" The editor said familiarly.
"Yes, I'll send it to you when I'm done." Chen Feichen said.
The editor said, "It's still the name, right?" ”
Chen Feichen said: "The pen name is still used in this, but my boss is back now, and you need to sign a contract with my boss to sign a contract." ”
The editor asked, a little confused, "Uh... What do you mean? ”
Chen Feichen said: "The previous books, all of which I signed on behalf of my boss, the boss is very busy and has no time, just this time in the provincial capital, ready to open a new company here, so the information of the signatory needs you to connect with my boss." ”
I may not have encountered this situation before, and the editor slowed down for a long time before he recovered.
"You mean you're not the copyright owner?"
Chen Feichen: "Yes, but it's not. Before, it was because the boss didn't have time, so he asked me to sign it, strictly speaking, the previous book copyright owner was me, but this time the boss wanted to sign it himself. ”
"Understood, you just need to change the signing information, it's all a trivial matter."
Hanging up the phone, Chen Feichen looked up at Luo Feng and asked, "Do we need to sign a contract?" ”