Sitting back on the computer chair, Sun Quan immediately typed as fast as he could to reply to Qing He.
My old man: "So, do you want to publish this book?"
Qinghe: "What? Did you verify my identity with someone just now?"
When she asked this, she obviously misunderstood that Sun Quan had not replied for a while and was looking for another author to verify her identity.
Sun Quan didn't explain, "Oh, I'm sorry! I made you laugh."
Qinghe: "It's okay, it should be, I understand! Yes, I wonder if you still have the traditional Chinese copyright of your book?"
Dong Chuan: "Bi Yan'er! Is it real or fake? Which of your books is going to be published?"
Han Xiaoya: "Wu Wang! Are you bragging? If it is really published, will you publish it this time? Huh?"
Dong Chuan and Han Xiaoya walked into the room hesitantly, walked hesitantly behind Sun Quan, and looked at Sun Quan's computer screen while asking.
Sun Quan: “I’ll explain it to you later!”
He was replying to these two people with his mouth, but his hands were still replying to Qinghe.
My old man: "Well, except for the electronic copyright signed to Qidian, the other copyrights are still in my hands."
Qinghe: "That's good! In this way, you can first send me 50,000 to 60,000 words to take to the review editor, and I will give you the review results within ten days. If it passes the review, I will discuss the contract with you.
Do you think it’s okay?”
Han Xiaoya: "Eh? Is it really going to be published? King Wu! Are you awesome? Is your new book going to be published?"
Dong Chuan slapped Sun Quan hard on the shoulder and said in a rough voice: "No! You are going to treat us to a big dinner tonight! We are going to fight against the rich!"
Han Xiaoya quickly echoed: "You also want us to sing!"
Sun Quan frowned and shook Dong Chuan's big hand away, "Okay, okay! Can you just be quiet for a while? Let's wait until we've finished talking!"
My hands continued to type with crackling sounds.
My old man: "Okay, I will sort out a manuscript of 50,000 to 60,000 words and send it to you later. By the way, can I ask how much the remuneration will be if it passes the review?"
Qinghe: "Well, okay! The manuscript is sorted out, just send it to my QQ email address. As for the remuneration...since you are a newcomer now, it will be about 4,500 for one episode! Each episode is 65,000 words. This is our unified
The standard of remuneration for newcomers.”
"Wow? 4500?"
Han Xiaoya, who was standing behind Sun Quan, suddenly exclaimed, startling Sun Quan.
Before Sun Quan could scold her, Dong Chuan had already rubbed his head with two big hands, "Biyaner! You traitor! We only earn a few hundred yuan a month, and you are going to get rich? You bastard
Beast!!"
"Yes! They are beasts!" Han Xiaoya agreed.
Sun Quan thrust his right elbow back and hit Dong Chuan in the stomach. Dong Chuan immediately bowed his waist and let out a muffled grunt.
Sun Quan breathed out, "Dabao! If you touch me again, tonight's dinner and singing will be all gone! And Xiaoya, can you be more ladylike? I was just shocked by you!"
Han Xiaoya: "Okay, okay! I'm a lady! I promise to be a lady! Don't be angry, King Wu!"
Dong Chuan rubbed his belly, stood up with a grin on his face, and said in an angry tone: "What a shame! If you want to get rich, you dare to play dirty tricks with me, right? Don't you remember that I am a warrior in the Sanda Club? Ah?"
Sun Quan was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to reply to Qinghe.
My old man: "Thank you for letting me know! I understand. I will sort out the manuscript and send it to you later!"
Qinghe smiled.
Then he sent another sentence: "Okay! I hope the cooperation will be successful!"
My old grandson: "Goodbye, sister Qinghe, nice to meet you."
Qinghe sent another smiling emoticon, and then texted: "I'm very happy too, then goodbye!"
…
After the communication was over, Sun Quan looked back at Dong Chuan and then at Han Xiaoya.
Dong Chuan put his arms around his neck and said in a deep voice with a "vicious" expression: "Biyan! Tell me! Are we still good brothers now? If you don't recognize me as your brother as soon as you get rich, I will clean up the family now!"
"
Han Xiaoya looked at Sun Quan up and down with emotion on her face, as if she was meeting him for the first time, and then she exclaimed, "So people who look like this will get rich! Well, I remember it! What if I
If I break up with Dabao in the future and I look for a partner in the future, I will look for someone like you! Hehe."
Sun Quan was amused.
Dong Chuan stared at the smiling Han Xiaoya with a dark face and unkind eyes, squeezing out each word through his teeth: "Han Xiaoya! Do you want to go to heaven? You haven't had your bed for three days, right?"
Han Xiaoya gave him a grimace in response, "Then let me put it another way? When I am widowed in the future and look for a partner, will I look for someone like King Wu?"
"Ha ha……"
Sun Quan laughed heartily.
Dong Chuan looked up at the sky with a speechless expression. In fact, he only saw the yellowed ceiling. His tone was "sad": "What sin did I commit in my last life? I found such a mallet!"
"You're the one with the stick!"
Han Xiaoya rushed over and pinched Dong Chuan's cheek flesh, twisting it hard, causing Dong Chuan to scream in pain, but he did not dare to resist.
The relationship between these two people is actually very good. They fight, fight, bicker and gossip, which is their daily way of getting along.
…
In the evening, Sun Quan took the two of them to Kuang Longfei's Tangtang Pickled Fish.
Before entering, Dong Chuan and Han Xiaoya looked at each other. Dong Chuan suddenly stretched out his hand to pull Sun Quan back a few steps, and asked with a fierce face: "Biyaner! Is this the feast you mentioned? Are you an iron rooster? Your conscience
Was it eaten by a dog?”
Han Xiaoya crossed her arms, shook one leg, raised her small white right fist and blew, "King Wu! Have you ever seen a fist as big as a sand bowl? I'll give you a chance to tell me that you're in the wrong place... hum.
…”
Both of them acted very "vicious", but Sun Quan saw through them at a glance, so he was not afraid.
Sun Quan nuzzled the Tangtang pickled fish next to him and said, "This is a shop opened by our squad leader. Are you sure you don't want to go in?"
His eyes turned to Dong Chuan, "Dabao! I remember that you and the monitor were high school classmates, right? Are you sure you don't want to go in?"
Dong Chuan: "..."
Han Xiaoya frowned and looked at Dong Chuan, "Really?"
Dong Chuan nodded with "sadness and anger".
Han Xiaoya smiled helplessly, put away her white fists, twisted her waist, and walked neatly to the door of Tangtang Pickled Fish shop, leaving behind a sentence: "That's nonsense! Come in quickly!"
…
"Brother Quan!"
Tang Xin, who was serving dishes in the hall, saw Sun Quan, her eyes lit up, and she immediately shouted enthusiastically. Then she noticed Dong Chuan, who was holding Sun Quan's shoulders, and Han Xiaoya, who was walking in front of them.
Tang Xin looked at them suspiciously and asked Sun Quan, "Brother Quan! Do you have any friends today?"
Dong Chuan and Han Xiaoya immediately stood still and looked up and down at Tang Xin, who had an outstanding appearance and figure. Then they both looked at Sun Quan in unison, with suspicious and amused eyes.
Dong Chuan whispered in Sun Quan's ear and joked: "Okay, Bi Yan'er! You just got rich and you learned bad things now. Does Wu Jing know that you have a little one outside?"
Sun Quan stamped on his toes and warned in a low voice: "A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory! Don't talk nonsense! She is the squad leader's sister-in-law! Besides, Wu Jing and I have separated a long time ago!"