I really want to hit the street

Chapter 147 Someone actually went to work on Saturday! ? (Additional update, 10118)

Pu Jie has been very comfortable these days.

Because everything in the company is running smoothly.

The reception of 30 articles per thousand words makes new writers of online articles go crazy!

Not to mention the large number of updates.

According to the studio's minimum update standard of 6,000 words a day, the net income per day is 180 yuan, which is 5,400 yuan a month.

This number doesn't look like much in Shenhao's eyes.

But this is reality!

How many authors can have a monthly income of 5,000?

Qidian's full attendance fee is only 1,500 yuan per month, and you still have to write 150,000 words before it is published.

This is money given from the first word!

It is equivalent to the income of one month after the works with an average subscription of Qidian 700 are put on the shelves.

For newcomers, it is simply terrifying!

huge sum of money!

Moreover, the main force of these new authors is the student party, who write books while studying.

The monthly living expenses of college students from ordinary families are only more than 1,000 yuan, and the tuition fee for a semester in non-arts colleges is only 4,000 to 5,000 yuan. After receiving this royalties, it will take off directly.

A small wave of financial freedom can be achieved during college.

This is also the dream of many new college student authors.

Here at Multifish, they make it happen!

The news of Thousand Words 30 quickly spread throughout the newbie community, and more and more authors wrote Thousand Words 5, Thousand Words 8, and Thousand Words 10 without even having time to write eunuch remarks, so they hurriedly submitted their manuscripts to Duoyu Company.

Use the manuscript to blow up Duoyu Company!

None of the seven reviewing editors were able to review it. The other seven editors who worked on channels were left with two who contacted the publishing website. The other five were all pulled over by Xiaoxing to review the manuscript together.

Since the price of 30 per thousand words was announced, Xiaoxing feels that the chances of good manuscripts coming out of the mailbox are getting higher and higher.

I can't help but sigh: "Mr. Pu is still very courageous. He accepts manuscripts of whatever quality he pays. It seems like he spends more money, but the chance of making a hit is also greater. He is indeed Mr. Pu."

The standards of their review teams have gradually improved.

Continuously sign contracts with authors, buy out their manuscripts, and then let channel editors classify them and put them into various websites.

Because the initial batch was paid on a daily basis, the money from Duoyu Company started to flow out from the second day of work.

But Pu Jie was very happy.

It’s windy when you walk!

At first, he would go to the company to keep an eye on them for a while, but later he found that Meng Xingkong and Xiaoxing were doing exactly what he wanted, and he didn't need to worry about it. After Pu Jie arrived, he walked around a few times and then went into the video room to catch up on the show. .

The video room has become Mr. Pu’s happy house.

Although other employees are not so restrained now, they can enjoy the various small benefits of Duoyu Company with peace of mind, and occasionally take a break.

But no one dares to go to the movies or watch TV shows while working.

That's a bit too arrogant.

However, with the final exam coming recently, Pu Jie rarely goes to the company to stay.

I am actively preparing for the exam with my three brothers in the dormitory.

Especially Pu Jie, he skips a lot of classes and is in urgent need of cramming before exams.

In the future, we will never be able to become Pu Ding, a best-selling author, well-known screenwriter, and owner of Duoyu Company. Are you out of school?

How terrible it sounds to say it!

In the blink of an eye, half a month passed.

Saturday, January 31st.

The final exams of the Department of Drama, Film, Television and Literature for sophomores at Beiyi School are over. Tomorrow everyone can go back to their homes to prepare for the New Year.

Pu Jie was finally freed.

His test score is not yet known, but Yuan Hua said that if it is not too far behind, he does not need to worry.

Pu Jie was relieved.

A good assurance from the principal’s father, that’s a sure thing.

Tomorrow, everyone is leaving.

As usual, today is dorm bromance time.

But it was still early, just noon.

After a few people had a meal outside, they discussed where to go to play.

Dachun suggested: "Brother Jie, didn't you build a small studio outside? Can you take us to see it?"

Yuan Hua also became interested:

"Indeed, Brother Jie takes Zhang Yang back and forth every day and doesn't even take us to play. Your studio should be able to hold a few of us, right? If not, we can just stand and play around. It's mainly because it's new and we haven't seen each other yet. What is it like to go to a web writing studio?”

"puff!"

Zhang Yang laughed out loud.

Pu Jie didn't tell the other two roommates that he had set up a company, he just said that he opened an online writing studio and Zhang Yang helped him drive.

When the two heard about the studio, they thought it was the kind of place where a group of people crowded into a small cubicle and worked illegally in front of the computer.

Yuan Hua: "Zhang Yang, why are you laughing?"

"Nothing. I remembered something happy."

Dachun said: "Brother Jie, are there any girls in the studio? Introduce one to me. I also want a sweet love."

Yuan Hua: "Hey! Don't embarrass Brother Jie. Let's just go hang out and have fun. Don't affect other people's work."

"profound"

Dachun is helpless.

Pu Jie thought he could go to Duoyu Company. If he didn't work there, it would be a collection of game arcades, Internet cafes, cinemas, drink shops, and cake shops.

It's just a one-stop service.

"Okay! Today happens to be Saturday, no one is working, let's go have a fun day!"

"Zhang Yang, drive, walk!"

"Okay!"

Ever since Zhang Yang saw Pu Jie's financial resources and the size of the company, he was really impressed by Brother Jie. He usually drives Brother Jie to and from the company to handle personal matters. He earns a salary of 10,000 yuan a month, and also Provide five insurances and one housing fund.

Where can I find this job?

Just hug your thighs and that's it.

The four of them got into the Audi car and drove directly to Hengtai Building.

Zhang Yang parked the car skillfully, and there was a dedicated parking space for their Duoyu Company.

The property management service of Hengtai Building is very active for a large company that rents an entire floor. This is the sponsor dad who pays 280,000 yuan a month in rent.

If such a big customer complained about them, the property company wouldn't be able to bear it.

After Yuan Hua and Dachun came down, they looked at this prosperous area, the quiet environment, the luxurious buildings, and the white-collar elites coming and going.

A little surprised.

Dachun: "Brother Jiejie, are we in the wrong place? Do you have to pay for renting a place here? Or should I say your studio? In the basement here?"

"No, it's on the 16th floor. Shall we go up?"

Yuan Hua put his hands behind his back and said: "Brother Jie, I have to criticize you. It's not easy for you to earn royalties. You write more than 10,000 words a day. Don't be too wasteful. There is no need to set up a studio to test the water." Why are you looking for such a good place to install a storefront? I can tell my dad that our school also has rental shops that support the creativity of college students. Each one is fifty or sixty square meters. When the time comes, you can get a place there. It’s big and cheap. !”

"puff!"

Zhang Yang couldn't hold it back.

Yuan Hua: "Zhang Yang, do you think of happy things again?"

Zhang Yang covered his mouth to prevent himself from laughing: "Yes, Brother Hua, I think of my future wife."

Pu Jie smiled and pulled the two of them: "Let's go, we'll find out when we get up there."

When we arrived at the door, the four female greeters in the office building shouted in unison: "Hello, Mr. Pu~"

Dachun, Yuan Hua: (°ー°〃)

Dachun: "Brother Jie, did they just call you Mr. Pu?"

"Harm! Don't worry about these details, go up and tell us."

Yuan Hua vaguely felt something was wrong.

Next to him, Zhang Yang couldn't help but smile for a while. He really didn't know how Brother Jie could be so calm.

He was going crazy.

The elevator reached the 16th floor and opened.

Just like entering a garden, there is a sign in front of the elevator: Duoyu Culture Company.

Several people looked around and saw that there was only one company on the entire floor.

"Huh?"

Dachun exclaimed: "Brother Jie, this Duoyu Culture Company has the same name as your studio!"

Yuan Hua looked at the exaggerated 16th floor and suddenly thought of an unlikely possibility.

The elevator is not far away.

The beautiful front desk girl smiled like a flower: "Hello, Mr. Pu~"

"Hello, dear guests, welcome to our Duoyu Culture Company."

Pu Jie: "Okay, go ahead and do your work. Let's take a look around."

Bartender Jimmy saw Mr. Pu coming and asked hurriedly: "Mr. Pu, what are you drinking today?"

"I'll just give you a glass of iced Americano. What do you want to drink? Just order whatever you want, Jimmy can make a lot."

Yuan Hua, Dachun: (*゜ー゜*)

I seem to understand something.

After a moment, Dachun opened his mouth wide: "Fuck!! Fuck!!! Brother Jie, does such a big place belong to you?"

"It's a rental, just a rental."

Yuan Hua was also shocked.

"Brother Jie, are you playing so big? How much does it cost to rent such a big land here? Hiss~~ Your space layout is too wasteful, isn't it? For such a big company, only so many workstations?"

"By the way, give me a glass of mango juice, thank you."

Dachun also said quickly: "I want taro mud Bobo milk tea."

Zhang Yang: "Bring me a cup of tea."

Pu Jie waved his hand: "We don't have so many employees, so why do we need so many work stations? We can just add more when we recruit people later."

Pu Jie glanced at the crowded workstations and suddenly felt something was wrong.

"etc."

"Isn't today Saturday? Why are you all here at work?"

"Lao Meng, come here!"

PS: Today is the fifth day of the daily 10,000. I wrote this very late. I hope all the viewers can give me two monthly tickets to try. I heard it tastes good. I can buy 1,000 tickets and make Binghuo owe me 2 more updates.

Finally, I hope that friends who watch db can come to Qidian and support the genuine version for a few cents a day.

Especially authors who want to write books, you can come here to communicate, as described in this chapter, or join the group to chat with Binghuo, I join the group every day

It’s not easy to write a book and understand each other.