Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

"Laugh, laugh, you are crying. If everything remains the same, I can get up to 30% of the sales as royalties. That is sales, not 30% of your net profit. Do you want to make a sale?

As for the 50% of the amount..." Yang Dongxu muttered in his heart.

However, 50% of sales is obviously too much. If it really becomes popular, 30% of sales will be enough to drive Shueisha crazy.

This is a zero point. If it exceeds this point, it is estimated that Shueisha may risk breaking the contract and will not do it. After all, if they continue to do it, it will mean that they are working for Yang Dongxu in vain, or even paying him back. No businessman is willing to do such a thing.

Dry.

Now that the broad framework has been agreed upon, it is very easy to formulate the contract. After discussing the details, and then formulating the obligations and responsibilities of both parties, penalties for breach of contract, etc., the two parties went to the RB Embassy, ​​because there is a copy machine there.

Print out the contract.

After signing and completing the fair, both Chinese and Japanese contracts, each person signed one copy, and both parties shook hands and said goodbye in a friendly manner.

Yang Dongxu had no intention of inviting Ono Songzhi to dinner, and the other party had no such idea, because they were both silent in their own joy.

Ono Matsutomo feels that this is the best contract he has ever signed. Not only are the terms in it almost all beneficial to his comic book club, but the liquidated damages are also very high at 5 million US dollars. Yes, it is not Japanese yen.

, but in US dollars, this is simply a sky-high breach of contract clause, so Yang Dongxu will never breach the contract, otherwise he will not be able to afford compensation.

So he is like picking up a golden doll for his publishing house. He will definitely be commended, and it is not impossible to even be promoted from minister to executive.

Yang Dongxu is naturally very happy. Even if there is a Waterloo result that he least wants to see, even if he cannot get the royalties for one or two years, it will be like working in vain. But as long as he encounters a suitable environment and "Dragon Ball" rises, this will definitely be a good game.

Hen with golden eggs.

What's more important is that this hen is raised by someone else, but the golden eggs it lays are his. Is there anything more beautiful than this?

So, little devil, it really doesn’t matter who is cheating on whom. The one who laughs last is the one who laughs best.

After returning home to the center, Yang Dongxu was ready to have a good meal, but was called over by Zhou Yiren.

"What happened when you signed the comic contract?" Zhou Yiren looked at Yang Dongxu with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He knew that his student and grandson was very precocious, and sometimes he was more far-sighted and steady than adults in doing things. But no matter how much he looked like an adult, he was only an 8-year-old child after all, and drawing something casually could make people travel thousands of miles.

He came over to sign the contract, which was beyond his expectation.

"It's just a little book. Don't I like to read "Journey to the West" during my front-end time? After reading it, I started thinking about it and then turned it into a comic. Later, I saw in the newspaper that RB had a comic book club and mailed the manuscript to it.

I tried it and it worked unexpectedly," Yang Dongxu said half-truthfully.

"What do you think about the introduction of technology?" Zhou Yiren asked.

Yang Dongxu scratched his head. This thought jump was a bit fast, and he couldn't keep up for a while.

"I don't understand technology. Look at what the country lacks and buy whatever is reasonably priced." Yang Dongxu was not pretending to be stupid this time.

But he really doesn't understand technology. Although he knows that automobile manufacturing, networking, solar energy, etc. are all promising industries, he only knows that. He really doesn't know the specific technologies of these industries.

Zhou Yiren said nothing and stared at Yang Dongxu with increasingly unkind eyes.

“I really don’t understand technology, but many people in our country still don’t have enough to eat, so we can try the technology of chemical fertilizers and fine seeds to increase grain production.

There are also roads and railways. It is too painful to go home now. If you want to get rich, build roads first, and have fewer children and plant more trees. With roads, you can transport whatever you have here, and people who want to come can come in.

Smooth roads can not only speed up the exchange of information between people in different places, but also consolidate the control of high-level officials. If something goes wrong, it would take a week to send troops to arrive, but once the road is established, it can be reached in three days, or even in one day.

Now, won’t it be easier to handle everything this way?”

Yang Dongxu's words made Zhou Yiren's eyes disappear and he nodded slowly, obviously agreeing with the things he proposed.

"Speak more directly from now on and don't be secretive. I am your grandfather. What do you have to be afraid of? Besides, do you think you are the only capable person in this world? The United States has already agreed to the fertilizer machinery technology and has also obtained

I have obtained some steel and automobile engine technology." Zhou Yiren snorted.

Yang Dongxu just rolled his eyes, you have all decided, and you are all right. Then why are you asking me? Are you kidding me?

So he felt that he was hurt. He just wanted to have a good meal to celebrate, but now in order to make up for the trauma in his soul, he decided to have a good meal.

Going to the Yang family banquet to order a large table of food? It's better to save it. He doesn't want to be lectured by Zhou Ya. Since he has nothing to do during the holiday, he decides to stay with Old Man Xuan for a while and come back after his mental trauma has healed.

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Yang Dongxu suddenly discovered that living in a larger place may not necessarily be comfortable, but would be very tiring. Especially in the era before hiring housekeepers, every time he cleaned the courtyard, even just cleaning the yard, he felt like a huge project.

"Looking at how lazy you are, why did Xiao Zhou accept a godson like you?" Old man Xuan, who was cooking in the kitchen, was very angry when he saw Yang Dongxu, who was leaning on the door frame and wishing he could lie down on a bed.

"You even accepted me as your half-disciple. You and I are the eldest brother, let alone the second brother. Besides, I am your apprentice, and Zhou Yiren is my godfather, so you can't call him Xiao Zhou, you should call him Uncle Zhou.

That’s right.”

"Your skin is itchy, right?" Old Man Xuan threw the chopsticks in his hand and Yang Dongxu ducked sideways.

"Kill me and you won't have anyone to take care of you until you die." Yang Dongxu was startled when he saw the chopsticks passing by him and inserting them halfway into the flower bed not far away.

"I've taught you for so long, you deserve to die if you can't hide from me." Old Man Xuan took out another pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage next to him and continued to tumble the meat in the pot.

"What if I feel that you won't hurt me and don't hide? Isn't that a dead end?" Yang Dongxu ran to a distance and picked up the chopsticks, washed them and threw them into the chopstick cage.

"Then you can only admit that you are unlucky, or when you go to the Lord of Hell, you can tell him the reason for your death and see if he will send you back?" Old Man Xuan didn't even raise his eyelids.

The two people kept bickering and soon the meat in the pot was ready, especially the big tortoise that was rolling up and down with the thick soup. Yang Dongxu drooled at the sight of it. The big tortoise that had been stewed for a long time actually had no nutrition, but the skirt tasted soft.

Cotton toon is his favorite.

"Did you do it some time ago?" He fished out a big bone, sprinkled some salt and pepper on it, took another big bone and rubbed the two together to make it taste good. Old Man Xuan chewed it very domineeringly.

"I've been blocked by others two or three times. If you don't do anything anymore, your reputation will be ruined, right?" Yang Dongxu said without caring at all.

He didn't ask where the old man Xuan got the news. The most likely person was Wu Aibing. But he didn't care at all about Wu Aibing making such a report. After all, he was only an eight-year-old child now. His performance last time was

It's a bit scary indeed.

Wu Aibing did not tell his godfather about this matter, but told Old Man Xuan. Obviously he was a measured person, so there was nothing to argue with him.

"How did it feel?"

"I didn't feel much at all. I was shocked even when the brick fell down. I almost didn't dare to take pictures of the second brick. When I got home, I had insomnia and couldn't fall asleep. If I hadn't learned some massage techniques from you, the second brick would have been

I will definitely go to class with dark circles under my eyes the next day." Yang Dongxu did not hide anything and expressed his feelings at the time.

Although he is a man with a mental age of over 40 years old, he has never done anything so aggressive and aggressive. At that time, he was actually a little weak in the legs and kept pretending. He was even worried when filming the second shot.

Will Brother Cheng be beaten to the point of concussion or directly killed?

But in the end, he gritted his teeth secretly and persisted. The whole process was performed perfectly, leaving a deep impression on Brother Cheng, Dongzi, and even Wu Aibing.

This will make them more or less wary if they want to do something to make them feel sorry for themselves in the future. At the same time, they will listen more carefully to Yang Dongxu's words, and they will lose some of the mentality that they used to think of him as a little brat.

"Generally speaking, I'm doing pretty well. I didn't learn anything in vain some time ago. I'm just a little too timid and need some training." Mr. Xuan nodded and affirmed Yang Dongxu's approach.

"How to exercise and go to a mass grave to spend the night in the middle of the night?" Yang Dongxu was a little curious.

"That can only reduce your fear, and it has nothing to do with your courage. You need to kill two people occasionally, and you will get used to it. When you encounter opponents in the future, your heart will become more ruthless."

Old Man Xuan said calmly.

"I got used to sleeping while I was still asleep, and I haven't woken up since." Discussing the issue of killing people to practice courage with an eight-year-old kid like him, only an old bastard like Old Man Xuan could do such a thing.

And Yang Dongxu can be sure that he is not joking. As long as he agrees, Old Man Xuan will really kill people for him from time to time.

It stands to reason that with Yang Dongxu's courage, he should hide as far away as possible and not dare to approach this pervert. But the thing is so strange, his heart is trembling when he takes the picture of Brother Cheng, so he can only endure it.

But facing Old Man Xuan, an old bastard who doesn't seem to take human life seriously, there is no pressure at all. It seems that the killing that Old Man Xuan said is not killing people, but killing chickens to make a delicious meal. There is no psychological burden at all, which is strange.

Zai.