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On July 10, Han Qiao took Liu Mei from Hengdian to Shanghai via Jinhua.

It is not easy to travel far away in this era. There is no airport in Hengdian, but there is an airport in Yiwu, but Hanqiao is reluctant to spend the money.

Now he has a salary of 50,000 yuan and a royal family royalties of 40,000 yuan, which looks pretty good, but he still feels that it is not enough.

The film and television company in Hengdian requires money, and starting a company in Shanghai this time also requires money. If you throw 100,000 yuan into it, it won't even make a splash.

Outside the train window, flat farmland flashed by.

Han Qiao thought about how he almost starved to death on the train in February, and how he had one hundred thousand yuan in July. The opportunities in life were just passing by in a hurry outside the window. Then what was the purpose of his rebirth?

"Hanqiao."

Liu Mei sat next to him, but stopped talking.

Yesterday she sent a message to Hu Weishi, who promised to pick her up at the train station today. Thinking of this period of time, pretending to be Han Qiao and chatting with Hu Weishi on the phone every day, Liu Mei wished the train would roll over.

In Hu Weishi's eyes, Nanjiang should be a soft and cute driving expert.

"What's wrong?" Han Qiao looked at Liu Mei.

"nothing."

After a while, Liu Meiyou asked in a low voice: "Han Qiao, a friend of mine asked me that someone was pretending to be him and ruining his reputation outside. He asked me what to do. Do you have any good ideas?"

Han Qiao sneered: "The friend you are talking about can't be you."

"No, what are you talking about?" Liu Mei looked as usual, not panicking at all.

"You're pretending to be me outside and ruining my reputation, right? No wonder you've been acting strangely during this period. Okay, Liu Mei, what do you think we should do?"

Liu Mei was ashamed and angry: "I told you it wasn't me. You are talking nonsense about me getting off the train and going back."

Han Qiao thought about it and thought it was impossible: "What else can I do? Of course I should forgive him."

Liu Mei picked up her phone and pretended to send a text message: "I think your idea is a good one, I'll send it to him."

Liu Mei edited the text message and set a time to send it to Han Qiao, with a faint smile on her frosty face.

When the train arrived at Shanghai Station, Han Qiao packed his luggage and followed Liu Mei out of the station.

In 1999, Shanghai had ten urban areas and six suburbs. Looking from Puxi to Pudong, except for the tall Oriental Pearl Tower and the soon-to-be-built Jinmao Tower, most of them were low-rise houses and farmland.

At this time, housing prices in Shanghai were still very cheap, ranging from 3,000 per square meter in the urban area to several hundred to one thousand in the suburbs.

At the exit of the station, Liu Mei took her mobile phone and made a call.

After a while, a fashionable short-haired beauty walked up to Liu Mei. The beauty looked Liu Mei up and down, and smiled: "Xiao Nan Nan, please let sister check to see if the little pigeon has too much meat."

Liu Mei's face turned red, why did this woman tell her what happened in the text message?

Han Qiao's heart is full of horses galloping, Liu Mei is having such a good time behind his back?

Liu Mei shook her phone. Han Qiao picked up the phone and looked at it. Liu Mei's text message popped up: "What else can I do? Of course I forgive her!"

With you, Han Qiao feels like he shot himself in the foot. If he had known better, he shouldn't have read xxx literature to her.

"Sister Hu, hello, this is Han Qiao." Liu Mei held Hu Weishi's arm.

Hu Weishi saw that Han Qiao was handsome, with an expression that I knew well, and patted Liu Mei's hand: "Hey, Xiao Nannan really has you, let's go, I have reserved a position at the Oriental Pearl Tower, and the editor-in-chief Tian of the publishing house is also there.

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The three of them walked to the parking lot, and Hu Weishi went to drive.

Han Qiao looked at Liu Mei: "Aren't you going to explain it to me?"

Liu Mei blinked: "It's a long story. You pretend to be my assistant first, and I'll explain it to you when you get back."

Han Qiao: "I'll talk to her later, so don't reveal your secret."

Liu Mei raised her eyebrows: "I'm a professional in acting."

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On the Bund, the lights are bright at night, the Huangpu River is colorful and sparkling, and the gentle river breeze blows from a distance, ruffling the water east of the Yangtze River.

Hu Weishi booked a private restaurant on the Bund and looked out, facing the Pearl Tower.

The three of them sat down, Hu Weishi whispered to Liu Mei, and glanced at Han Qiao from time to time. Liu Mei's ears turned red because of what she said, and she pretended to be calm.

When an online gangster meets an offline gangster, they are no match.

After a while, a beautiful woman with long hair in a professional dress came over and sat next to Han Qiao. Her gold thin-rimmed glasses looked elegant. She smiled apologetically at Hu Weishi: "Sorry, Sister Hu, there's a bit of a traffic jam. I'm late."

"This teacher must be Nanjiang. Hello, I am Tian Tian, ​​editor of Shanghai People's Publishing House. I am responsible for the Gui Zuo Long clan." Tian Tianming smiled and stretched out her hand towards Han Qiao.

Han Qiao: "Hello, Editor Tian, ​​I am Han Qiao."

After the introduction, Hu Weishi asked the waiter to serve the dishes.

The four of them chatted while eating. The three beauties each had their own merits, making passersby turn around frequently.

Only then did Han Qiao realize Xiao Wang's happiness.

Tian Tian couldn't hold back in the end: "Teacher Nan, Long Clan has sold 120,000 copies. This result should be the best-selling novel this year. I don't know if you have any plans for Long Clan II."

Han Qiao smiled: "Longzu II has written about 150,000 words. If Editor Tian is interested, he can take it back for review later."

"Teacher Nan's level is definitely no problem. I wonder what plans Teacher Han has for Long Clan II?"

"Longzu 1 is published by your publisher. I believe your publisher knows the value of Longzu 2. Why don't we get straight to the point?"

Tian Tian put down her chopsticks and looked sideways at Han Qiao: "Teacher Han, please speak."

"The manuscript fee is settled at two hundred and three thousand words, mainly royalties. I want 10%."

When a book is published, the author's income is royalties and royalties, and of course there will be a share, but the share is the value-added income brought by the book, and the royalties are 10% of the book's sales, which is currently the highest in the industry.

Han Qiao estimated that Tian Tian would not agree.

Royalties are basically non-existent at this time. The famous writer Wang Shuo only received royalties in the past few years.

Tian Tian was a little hesitant: "Teacher Han, the settlement of two hundred and three thousand words is no problem, but the royalties are too high. See if you can reduce it."

At present, the royalties in the industry are basically between 50 and 160, and 230 is for well-known writers, but Han Qiao can afford this price.

“What is your desired royalty rate?”

Tian Tian: "Actually, before I came here, the president told me that the maximum royalty rate can only be 4%."

Han Qiao didn't want to talk anymore and thought for a while: "Editor Tian, ​​I want to meet with the president of your company. I wonder if I can make an appointment for you."

Tian Tian looked at the man in front of her who was chatting and laughing. She couldn't decide the 10% royalty rate: "No problem, will Teacher Han be free tomorrow night?"

"some."

Tomorrow there will be two autograph sessions in Hanqiao in the morning and afternoon, and there will be time in the evening.

He planned to stay in Shenghai for five days, mainly as a derivative of the Long clan, and Han Qiao had to plan carefully.

After the two of them finished talking, Tian Tian picked up the wine glass and said, "Teacher Han, have you read the newspaper recently?"

Han Qiao: "I haven't seen it. I'm quite busy at this time."

Tian Tian showed her face: "Teacher Han, you have to be prepared tomorrow. There are many reporters waiting to interview you."

"Okay, okay, it's going to be cold if you don't eat the food." Hu Weishi pinched Liu Mei's waist in private.

After the meal, Tian Tian drove away, feeling a little confused. This was the first time she talked about her work alone. She didn't expect Han Qiao to be so strong and there was almost no room for negotiation.

With the evening breeze blowing from the Huangpu River, Tian Tian made up his mind and could not give up easily.

Hu Weishi invited Liu Mei to watch the night view of the Huangpu River.

Han Qiao knew that she actually wanted to talk to him alone, so he followed her to the Bund.

It seems that some people don't like the character Liu Mei. This character is actually set up to deal with the literary copycat in the future. The protagonist's focus is still on the entertainment industry, and he will retreat behind the scenes in the future.

(End of chapter)