Chen Ru got home half an hour later than Wen Ying.
She has been very busy with work recently. Chen Ru was too tired to talk to her daughter much. She briefly asked about the college entrance examination scores and made sure that Teacher Lin Lin did not send the wrong news. Chen Ru's fatigue from the day was wiped away, and she looked pleasant to Wen.
Sakura, go to bed early.
"You went to Magic City right after the college entrance examination, and your autograph session even made the news. Take a good rest tonight, and we'll talk about anything tomorrow!"
Wen Ying was indeed very tired, so she turned around and went back to the room without being polite to her mother.
After Chen Ru washed herself and returned to the room, she didn't see the bank card on the bedside table at first. She couldn't help but smell it like a big squealing rooster, circling around the bed, always dangling in front of Chen Ru's eyes, which made Chen Ru upset.
:
"When the weather is hot, just turn on the air conditioner. Does it bother you if it's wandering around?"
Wen Dongrong was used to being scolded by his wife. This drizzle could not make him nervous. He put his hands behind his back and raised his chin to motion Chen Ru to look at the bedside table: "Here, that card is for you."
Card, what card?
Chen Ru followed his line of sight and finally found the bank card on the bedside table.
This is quite rare.
After all, Wen Dongrong’s salary card has already been turned in!
"What kind of card is this?"
Chen Ru did not go to get the card. Wen Dongrong raised his chin high and said, "As you know, I have been contributing articles to magazines and newspapers, and I have saved some bits and pieces of manuscript fees."
"oh."
Chen Ru finally reached out and picked up the card, "How much is in this card?"
Wen Dongrong stretched out a hand and made an "eight" gesture.
The word "eight" is definitely not eight hundred.
Probably not eight thousand.
If he only had 8,000 yuan, this bitch wouldn't be so proud.
Is it 80,000?
Chen Ru was finally shocked: "...you earned 80,000 yuan in royalties?"
of course not.
There are more than 80,000 yuan in the bank card, of which 50,000 yuan was obtained in exchange for "Xunyong". Only more than 30,000 yuan is the royalties that Wen Dongrong actually earned - this is not easy anymore. Wen Dongrong took advantage of
For someone like him who writes during non-working hours and often publishes articles in magazines and newspapers, he is already qualified to be recruited by the Municipal Writers Association!
Chen Ru didn't know that among them was the 50,000 yuan earned from selling "Xun Yong". Wen Dongrong was very shameless and frankly admitted his wife's guess.
"Well, the money in the card is over 80,000 yuan. Didn't you say you want to travel abroad? The money in the card should be enough for the three of us to sign up for a tour group."
Wen Dongrong had already inquired about the tour group prices for overseas travel during the summer vacation.
The price per person is more than 25,000 yuan, so you can already choose a good place, and it is a relatively high-end group.
If you choose a small Southeast Asian country, the price per person is only a few thousand dollars.
If you can maintain rational consumption during the trip and don't make random purchases, a family of three will be able to travel abroad with more than 80,000 yuan, which is more than enough!
"Do you make money writing short stories?"
Chen Ru was indeed surprised.
Wen Dongrong boasted: "It was a little difficult at the beginning. The first article was published successfully, and it will be easier to publish later."
Apart from writing articles, this guy really has no other way to earn extra money.
Chen Ru never worried that Wen Dongrong would touch the public money. Wen Dongrong loved power more than money. He was a complete official fan.
Knowing that Wen Dongrong had earned so much money by writing articles, Chen Ru put on some filters when looking at doggy men.
Writing manuscripts can basically be linked to the three words "educated". The daughter of the family is a best-selling author, and her husband can make money by writing manuscripts, which makes Chen Ru happy.
Chen Ru put her bank card in her wallet and asked Wen Dongrong to show her all the published articles with the same kind smile as when she asked Wen Ying for an estimate: "You have left samples of those magazines and newspapers.
Bar?"
Wen Dongrong has persisted in creating for so long just for this moment!
He was so happy that he wanted to sing, but on his face he pretended to be calm, "It's so late, why don't you go to bed early? We'll have to wait and see tomorrow!"
Chen Ru said that she was not sleepy at all and wanted to watch it now.
Wen Dongrong put his hands behind his back and went to the study in a compromising dress. When he came back, he had several magazines and newspapers in his hands.
Chen Ru was reading under the desk lamp.
Wen Dongrong, this bitch, is indeed quite talented in literature and his pen is very strong.
Chen Ru didn't know how other authors wrote. They were also bloody stories published on Zhiyin. Wen Dongrong's story made Chen Ru read it with relish.
After reading all the magazines and newspapers, Chen Ru was still a little unfinished.
"That's it?"
Wen Dongrong chuckled, "Do you think writing articles is like wholesale cabbage? It's not easy to publish so many!"
This is true.
If being a writer is so easy, wouldn’t everyone be able to become one?
Chen Ru herself has no literary talent, so she naturally believes whatever Wen Dongrong says... Manager Chen, who has no literary talent, is naturally very sensitive to numerical accounts. Wen Dongrong earned more than 80,000 yuan in royalties, but only published these
Chen Ru felt vaguely wrong with the article:
"I remember you told me that the manuscript fee for "Friends" can be increased to 1,200 yuan per thousand words. This is already a high fee. Isn't the manuscript fee for the newspaper higher than that for "Zhiyin"?"
Oops!
Wen Dongrong was shocked and broke into a cold sweat.
How could he forget that the tigress at home is very good at settling accounts?
Wen Dongrong tried his best to stay calm and said vaguely: "The one with the highest fee is definitely "Zhiyin". Generally, authors can raise the price to 1,200 yuan/1,000 words. The editor gives me better treatment than ordinary authors!"
is that so?
Chen Ru had recently learned a lot about stock trading, but she didn't know much about the magazine's royalty system, so she had no choice but to believe Wen Dongrong's nonsense.
Regarding Wen Dongrong's behavior of handing over the royalties, Chen Ru did not hesitate to praise: "Wen Ying is going to the capital to attend a liberal arts training program. After the training, she will be able to travel abroad. I will ask the travel agency first.
They recommend several suitable tourist routes.”
Chen Ru is looking forward to this family trip abroad.
Thinking that the travel funds were earned by Wen Dongrong staying up late writing manuscripts, I felt even more tender towards Wen Dongrong.
"You can arrange your overseas travel slowly. You usually stay up too late writing articles. We are no older than young people now!"
Enjoying his wife's earnest advice, Wen Dongrong wanted to raise his tail to the sky!
Staying up late to write is very tiring, but as the head of the family, he is not tired, should he let the mother-in-law and children be tired?
It's all worth it.
The couple discussed it and unanimously decided to give Wen Ying a "travel abroad" as a surprise gift.
When the college entrance examination scores come out, we can almost tell Wen Ying.
Before going to bed, Wen Dongrong suddenly remembered something, "Do you think she can really get a score of 660? Is this estimate too optimistic and perform better than her usual exam performance?"
Chen Ru was very calm, "Even if she doesn't score 660, it won't be too far off. It's more than enough to apply for the university where Professor Shen teaches. My expectation for her is that she can stabilize her results in the third model, and the final score will be better than the third model. Then
