Wen Ying knew that Manager Chen would definitely talk to her about royalties.
When she comes home from school, she is a bit dazed.
Xie Qian saw how pitiful she was, and gave her a policy to deal with it: keep silent about what you can't say, and be frank and frank about what should be said.
Wen Ying humbly asked, "What do you think cannot be said?"
"That's your mother. You know better than me. You have to master this degree and the rhythm of conversation by yourself."
Chen Ru is a strong and stubborn mother. Xie Qian had a particularly deep feeling about this after dealing with her once.
He felt that the conflict between Wen Ying and her mother, Chen Ru, was not whether Wen Ying earned tens of millions from writing novels, but Wen Ying's concealment of Chen Ru's investment in Tianjiao, which would make Chen Ru feel that Wen Ying had completely broken away from the control of her parents!
Can Chen Ru accept such a result?
Definitely not.
A truly enlightened mother will not force her children to study abroad against their wishes.
What Xie Qian really wanted to remind Wen Ying was that once her mother Chen Ru found out about investing in Tianjiao, Chen Ru would use this matter to force Wen Ying to give in and agree to study abroad.
It's a pity that Xie Qian couldn't say it clearly. He had promised not to tell Wen Ying about his private meeting with Chen Ru.
A person cannot stand without trust, and Xie Qian has always been trustworthy.
He only reminded Wen Ying to "master the rhythm of the conversation": give in quickly when you should give in, and stick to the bottom line when you can't.
"you're right……"
Sooner or later, she was going to get stabbed. Xie Qian couldn't negotiate with Manager Chen on her behalf, so Wen Ying had to do it herself.
Wen Ying returned home with the mentality that if she stretched her head or shrank her head, she would be stabbed.
Everything is calm at home.
Her father Wen Dongrong was concentrating on mopping the floor.
On the small area on the balcony of the living room, Wen Dongrong took a mop and mopped it repeatedly, as if he wanted to clean every crack in the bricks.
As for that?
Wen Ying wondered: "Dad, I remember you didn't have mysophobia before!"
Wen Dongrong chuckled, "You don't understand."
This is not called mysophobia, this is called hygiene. After all, this is the place where you sleep at night. You need to clean the floor before laying out the bedding!
Wen Ying really didn't understand.
Middle-aged women go through menopause, and middle-aged men probably have similar problems.
Wen Ying looked around: "Where's my mother? She hasn't gotten off work yet?"
Wen Dongrong didn't respond and continued to concentrate on cleaning the cracks in the bricks.
Wen Ying originally wanted to find Lao Wen to spy on him, but Lao Wen refused to cooperate, so she had to do her homework first.
When Wen Ying came out after finishing her homework, she found Chen Ru sitting on the sofa in the living room. The TV was turned on. The local station in Chengdu was replaying "Galaxy and You". Chen Ru was staring at the TV with a very focused expression.
Lao Wen was still on the balcony. He opened the window a crack, stretched his hand out of the window to feel it for a while, and murmured: "It's a bit cold..."
cold?
well enough.
Wen Ying, who lives in Chengdu, has become accustomed to magic attacks in winter, and it is not the coldest time in Chengdu yet.
Wen Ying always felt that Lao Wen was a bit nagging today.
Chen Ru suddenly turned around and interrupted Wen Ying's thoughts, "Do you have anything you want to say to me?"
Wen Ying scratched her head, "I don't know how to put it, it's just the list of rich writers in the newspaper..."
Wen Ying was still organizing her words when Chen Ru interrupted her: "Are the statistics on this list real? Did you really earn 10 million by publishing novels?"
"There is a slight discrepancy. It counts pre-tax income, and it is based on the number of novels printed. The publisher and I settle based on the actual sales volume, which is not very accurate. However, my royalties are also higher than their statistics.
The data is slightly higher, and it is considered a tie, so there is a slight discrepancy, but the difference is not big!”
Wen Ying believed that these were the parts that should be confessed. She did not hide them at all, and her attitude was very straightforward.
Chen Ru was barely satisfied.
"You spent more than one million to buy a house in Shanghai. Even if you have to pay taxes, you still have at least a few million in hand, right?"
Wen Ying's heart skipped a beat.
How can there be millions?
Editor Bao continued to delay the settlement of royalties, and Wen Ying almost had no money to pay for her mortgage.
The way Wen Ying can make quick money now is by writing short stories for magazines. The royalties from "Spark" are not handled by Bao Lixin. Wen Ying can be paid for just one article she writes. With her current reputation, she gets it from contributing articles to magazines.
It's the top manuscript fee, and if one article is published every month, she doesn't have to worry about Bao Lixin delaying royalties.
If Wen Ying can go all out and contribute to several magazines at the same time, she can also get a lot of nourishment from writing short stories!
Of course, there are more than a hundred days left for the college entrance examination, and Wen Ying does not have the energy to contribute articles to several magazines at the same time.
Thinking of this, Wen Ying was also a little annoyed with Bao Lixin, and for the first time she had the idea of leaving Rongcheng Literature and Art Publishing House.
Wen Ying's thoughts were as complicated as a galloping wild horse, but she still kept a calm face: "There are millions."
Chen Ru asked abruptly: "In which bank do you deposit your money?"
Well.
"CCB."
Wen Ying did not lie. The account from which she received royalties and royalties was China Construction Bank.
Chen Ru nodded.
"I said before that I would let you keep your money by yourself. No matter if it is tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands or millions, I will never break my promise. I originally didn't want to take care of which bank you deposit your money in, but our bank recently launched a
This financial product has a good annualized rate of return. I suggest you try to buy part of it. Of course, this is my suggestion. You don’t have to listen to me. It’s just that as you have more and more money in your hands, sooner or later you have to
Learn to manage your own money.”
Deposit is the safest way and you will not lose your principal.
The safest way can protect capital but cannot create more profits.
At the time of the reform and opening up, some people thought that "ten thousand yuan households" were great. At that time, bank deposit interest rates were very high. There were households with ten thousand yuan who thought they could live on bank interest. Facts have proved that the interest on deposits cannot keep up with inflation. Now, the interest rate of ten thousand yuan households is very high.
RMB is not a big deal at all.
Wen Ying fully agreed with Chen Ru's financial management concepts. Having lived two lifetimes, she even thought more about it than Chen Ru.
The key to the problem now is not that Wen Ying lacks the concept of financial management, but that she has no money to manage!
Faced with Manager Chen's suggestion, Wen Ying could only nod her head: "Actually, China Construction Bank also has similar financial products."
Chen Ru suddenly laughed, "After all, you just don't want to deposit money in the bank where I work because you're afraid that I can find out how much money you have in your account at any time, right?"
——This is indeed a reason.
Wen Ying smiled awkwardly.
Wen Dongrong, who was standing by the window, not only reached out the window, he even stuck half of his head out.
It's so cold.
Lao Wen retracted his head again with a whoosh.
When I came home from school and smelled Ying Ying, I felt that Lao Wen was strange. Suddenly, an idea flashed: Lao Wen was not menopausal, but more like he was beyond love!
So she has been betrayed by Lao Wen?!
Before Wen Ying had time to surrender, Chen Ru had already slapped the table and stood up:
"I said I won't use your money, so you don't have to be so defensive about me. Now you can make money and have knowledge, and you don't need to discuss tens of millions of investments with your family! What should I call you now, Wen Dawen?
Wen rich people, or shareholders?!"
Wen Ying's head was buzzing.
Lao Wen really betrayed her!
Chen Ru's face turned purple with anger. Wen Ying immediately jumped in front of Chen Ru and hugged Chen Ru's arm: "Mom, I was wrong, but I can explain!"
——Xie Qian is right to remind you, now the conversation rhythm must return to Wen Ying’s hands!
