After dinner, I told Matt and Capa everything, and after meeting again on the evening of the 12th, Linn left.
After all, even if he wanted to stay, the old house couldn't sleep three people.
Moreover, if you stay here too late, the private carriages and public carriages will be closed, and you will have to walk back to the apartment.
Before leaving, he took a special look at the drunkard's house next door.
If this drunkard hadn't been obsessed with profit, accidentally discovered Capa and hid it with him, and wanted to report it to the Public Security Bureau, he would still be drinking in the pub, living a life of doing nothing, but at least he would still be alive.
All I can say is that fate is so unpredictable.
No one knows what a huge impact one small choice will have on the future.
At ten o'clock, Linn caught the public carriage and returned to the apartment.
It was still early to prepare for the next mission in the imperial capital, and he suddenly felt at ease. He didn't know what he should do when Reiner carried out the cleaning mission tomorrow.
After much thought, he sat down at his desk and wrote "The Detective Sherlock Holmes".
The manuscript of the eleventh story was completed before the fifth cleaning task was carried out, but it had not yet been handed over to the editor of the Zward Daily News.
"Shashasha..."
Linn started writing the twelfth story on a brand new manuscript paper.
Although Reiner has promised to help him terminate the contract he signed with the Tswold Daily News, he will no longer have to contribute to the Tswold Daily News.
But this did not affect the creation of "Sherlock Holmes".
The novel began to gain influence in Tswold City and spread abroad.
Lin En believed that as long as he kept writing and found a stronger newspaper as a springboard, "Sherlock Holmes" would become popular all over the country and even the world.
When the time comes, whether you want to be a quiet novelist or open a newspaper, you will be able to do well if you have a broad audience base.
Of course, he also feels that as he becomes more powerful, money will become more readily available and the role it can play will become increasingly minimal.
However, he still tends to put a little effort into this aspect.
Not just for the money.
What's more, this is the job that he has been engaged in and loved since the original world.
This job is closely related to his life and cannot be abandoned.
Writing can give him a rare sense of peace, allowing him to immerse himself in his hobbies and temporarily forget about the many complicated things in this other world.
Before the constant challenges that come one after another, it is important for him to have a "safe haven" where he can write.
…
At two o'clock in the morning, Linn completed the twelfth story of "The Sherlock Holmes".
He planned to write about ten more articles before stopping the series for the time being.
It might not be better if I write more of my own original stories in the future.
In the final analysis, the purpose of writing "The Sherlock Holmes" is to make money and change the status quo. When you are able to live a better life, you can naturally stop considering the outside world and return your creation to the basics.
…
In the early morning, Linn heard the shouts of her landlord, Old Noel. After getting up and washing up, she went to the public restaurant on the first floor to have breakfast.
"Lynn, what are you busy with when you stay out all day?" Old Noel thought he was very familiar with Linn, and he would talk about some relatively private issues during meals.
"Go out and write a manuscript." Lin En said deceptively, "Find a coffee shop with a nice environment and write in a private room by the window. It will improve your efficiency a little."
"That's it." Old Noel didn't think much.
When talking about this, Lin En vaccinated Old Noel in advance to prevent Old Noel from having random thoughts in the future: "I have taken on some work recently, so I may go to other cities to collect information and participate in some writing exchange meetings in the next few days. By then,
It may take a few days, a week, or even longer to come back. You don’t have to worry, just do whatever you need to do.”
"The Public Security Bureau doesn't allow us to leave Tswold City at will..."
"Don't worry, the case over there has basically been closed and they won't care where we go," Lin En said.
"Okay, can I help you clean the house every day? It's free." Old Noel was very enthusiastic.
Lin En shook his head and swallowed the food in his mouth: "It's not like the house will become dirty after a few days of absence. I will just clean it myself when I come back."
"good……"
After breakfast, Linn went out for a leisurely walk, then returned to the apartment and continued writing the manuscript.
If there were no mysterious power and cleanup tasks, he actually felt that making a good living by writing manuscripts was a pretty good life.
At about ten o'clock, when the thirteenth story was only half written, Editor Fan Lun came to visit me.
Seeing Fan Lun coming over, Lin En remembered that today was Sunday.
The day after the fourth mission ended, he went to the newspaper office to start a negotiation with Fan Lun. During the negotiation, he defended his interests and asked Fan Lun to come to pick up the manuscript every Sunday.
Now that Fan Lun has arrived as promised, it means that Reiner's side probably hasn't had time to go over and cancel the contract.
"Good morning, Mr. Lin En." After being threatened by Lin En, who was neither humble nor overbearing, Editor Fan Lun's attitude improved a lot and he no longer dared to look down on Lin En because of his poor background.
"Are you here to pick up a manuscript, or what are you doing?" Lin En invited Fan Lun into the room and confirmed his purpose.
"Of course it's to pick up the manuscript. Didn't you ask me to pick it up every Sunday morning?" Fan Lun didn't understand what Lin En meant.
"Sit down." Lin En poured a glass of water for Fan Lun, who had made the trip in vain. "You don't have to come to me to pick up manuscripts from now on."
The thirsty Fan Lun drank the water in one gulp: "You can't...it only took a week to write fourteen more manuscripts, right? It's really fast enough...but I think we can definitely do it."
If the contract is renewed, the price is negotiable.”
"No, I'm going to live in the imperial capital, and I can no longer contribute to your newspaper." Lin En decided to make it clear to Fan Lun first, and then move Reiner out to solve the problem, which would save Reiner's time.
.
"...You mean, breach of contract?" Fan Lun's face changed.
The response to "The Sherlock Holmes" was unexpected.
Now only six articles have been published, which has already significantly increased the sales volume of the newspaper.
When he came here this time, he was planning to hold on to Lin En's cash cow and extend the contract.
As long as he can stay with Lin En, over time, he will not only be promoted through this performance, but he can also secretly make a lot of money!
Now Lin En wants to break the contract and terminate the subscription?!
Just when the editor-in-chief had placed high hopes on him, he sent back the news that "Sherlock Holmes" would be discontinued?
Money, career...
No, no!
"Are you kidding?" Fan Lun asked, forcing a smile.
Lin En was very serious: "I'm not joking, I will be leaving in a few days. Except for the ten manuscripts I have provided previously, I will not submit any more content to your company in the future."
"We signed the contract in black and white." Fan Lun reminded.
"Yeah, but I want to break the contract." Lin En said confidently.
If Fan Lun hadn't seen that he was easy to bully, deliberately deducted his royalties, and had not changed the content of the contract without authorization before, then he would never have said such words today, but would have kept his promise. Even if he wanted to terminate the contract, he would have done so in accordance with the contract.
Demand payment of liquidated damages.
After all, he can really afford the money.
Even if you can't afford it, the worst thing you can do is work harder in the future and rush out the remaining manuscripts.
But now?
Want liquidated damages?
Get out!
Are you going to turn your back on me and not recognize me, and not allow me to act like a rogue?
Lin En will not tolerate these people!
"The contract is clearly written. Any party that suddenly terminates the performance of the contract must pay ten times the agreed total manuscript fee as compensation." Fan Lun suspected that Lin En was 'abducted' by a major newspaper in the imperial capital.
It's not a major newspaper, so it's impossible for Lin En to speak with such confidence.
Of course, it’s okay to ‘turn’.
When people go to higher places, water flows to lower places. With better choices, everyone will tend to go higher.
The Tswold City daily newspaper is definitely not as attractive as the imperial capital's first-line newspapers, and the competition is 100% unstoppable.
Do you want to just leave like this?
How is that possible!
"The contract stipulates that you need to provide twenty-four manuscripts to the Tswold Daily News, with each manuscript containing no less than ten thousand words, and one gold for every thousand words...ten gold for one article, and two hundred and forty gold for twenty-four articles.
, ten times the compensation is 2,400 gold." Fan Lun calculated the amount of compensation, narrowed his eyes and said, "If you decide to breach the contract, you will have to pay us a one-time penalty of 2,400 gold."
Two thousand four hundred gold is not a small amount of money.
Lin En never thought that he would breach the contract. He was more worried that Fan Lun would turn his back on him, so he happily accepted the compensation amount.
As expected later, Fan Lun knew that Lin En was a low-class person with no background in the slums. He also saw that "Sherlock Holmes" was very popular among readers, so he changed the contract without authorization and lowered Lin En's remuneration in an attempt to intimidate Lin En into compliance.
yourself, to get greater benefits from it.
Later, Lin En did not give in, but instead used reason and emotion, forcing Fan Lun to abide by the provisions of the contract again.
Now, it's my turn to be stymied by the contract.
But Lin En didn't want Reiner to be taken advantage of. He really wanted to pay 2,400 gold to these people who broke the contract first and exploited him in every way.
"Money? I have it." Lin En took out part of his savings and shook it in front of Fan Lun with a half-smile.
"You...where did you get so much money..." Fan Lun stared at the banknotes with his eyes, as if he was being hypnotized by a pendant.
"There are people who appreciate Sherlock Holmes." Linn slapped the money on the table and naturally made up a lie.
"Crack."
Fan Lun, who was breathing heavily, felt his heart trembling, and subconsciously reached for a pile of money on the table: "Since you can afford the liquidated damages, I wish you can make more money in a better place.
.”
"This money is not for you." Lin En slapped Fan Lun's hand away and deliberately stuffed the money back into his pocket.
"What do you mean..." Fan Lun felt that Lin En was teasing him.
"I want to breach the contract, and at the same time, I refuse to pay liquidated damages." Lin En said every word.
Fan Lun was stunned, and then he laughed angrily: "You think I will compromise with you again and again after you went to my office to make trouble? This time you breached the contract. If you breach the contract, you have to pay liquidated damages!"
"What if I don't pay?" Lynn asked, tilting her head.
"Don't pay? No matter who is standing behind you, you have to come up with the money, otherwise our newspaper office has many ways to make you walk away without money." Fan Lun threatened.
"This time, are you afraid that I will tell the editor-in-chief and boss of Tswold Daily about your secret deduction of royalties?" Linn said with a smile.
Fan Lun looked gloomy: "Don't threaten me with this matter! The editor-in-chief and the others know very well what is more serious!"
"Okay then, go and ask your editor-in-chief to come over." Lin En shrugged, looking fearless, waiting for Fan Lun to make things worse.