reborn my golden age

Seeing Zhang Yuan's expression begin to change, Qiu Xuena guessed it immediately.

"What are you struggling with? I'll find my uncle. Let's settle the matter as soon as possible and relax."

Zhang Yuan said: "Don't go to your uncle yet, we haven't reached that point yet."

He wanted to see if he could solve this problem.

The staff are basically in place and are now practicing using the coffee machine and roaster, and the menu has been prepared.

Coffee beans can be compared to the star xx, but the price cannot.

At Ginkgo Tree Coffee Shop, a medium-sized American cup of the same size only costs 12 yuan.

In addition to the white porcelain cups used in the store, customized plastic take-out cups have also arrived. The white cup has a slightly larger golden ginkgo leaf, surrounded by small ginkgo leaves falling one after another.

Employees are adjusting various coffees and making various small cakes, biscuits and other desserts every day. Zhang Yuan and Qiu Xuena can bring back a bunch of snacks and coffee to the people in the dormitory every time.

217 has been living a very happy life recently, and he often has something to eat in the afternoon.

Xu Tao pinched his belly and said: "Old Zhang, if you keep going like this, I will really gain weight."

Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Help me, it will be fine after this period of time."

Cai Peng also sighed and said, "It's really the trouble of happiness." Then he stuffed another biscuit into his mouth.

Suddenly Wang Bo said mysteriously: "Have you discovered that our English teacher is pregnant?"

Xu Tao said lazily: "What's so strange about this? People are not allowed to have babies anymore?"

Cai Peng became interested: "You mean, we might have to change a teacher?"

Then he became more excited: "This is a good thing. I wonder if next year's English teacher will be a beautiful woman."

Wang Bo also laughed, and Zhang Yuan knew that these guys were just daydreaming and having an eyeful.

When he was retaking statistics in the evening, Feng Jinshui looked at his students, sighed, and said nothing.

He had read all Zhang Yuan's notes and remembered them very well and knew all the knowledge points. This retake was completely arranged by the college leadership.

Although Zhang Yuan failed the exam, Feng Jinshui was not resented by Zhang Yuan. This was the result he wanted - Zhang Yuan himself knew that Feng Jinshui had no say in this matter. Without Feng Jinshui, he would not have said anything.

Maybe Li Jinshui.

After class, Feng Jinshui stopped Zhang Yuan: "Be mentally prepared."

Zhang Yuan knew what he meant: "Thank you, Teacher Feng, I know."

Feng Jinshui also packed up his things and left, shaking his head. Zhang Yuan, a student, was really a bit inexperienced, and there was nothing he could do about it.

Seeing Zhang Yuan come out, Qiu Xuena stepped forward and took Zhang Yuan's arm: "Let's go!"

Zhang Yuan looked back at the suddenly empty classroom, and suddenly said with a bad smile: "Why should we go? Let's go here!"

Qiu Xuena glared at Zhang Yuan and stayed. There were only two people in the empty classroom, clinging to each other, kissing each other from time to time, exuding the smell of dog food. If Xu Tao was by his side, he would definitely not be able to eat the midnight snack.

After being gentle for a while, Qiu Xuena spoke: "Zhang Yuan, I have always been curious about where you got so much money? Even if you robbed the bank, tell me and I will go with you next time."

"Okay! You can help provide stockings..."

Qiu Xuena gave Zhang Yuan a pink punch and said angrily: "There is no formal appearance!"

Zhang Yuan took out the laptop he carried with him and opened it.

Qiu Xuena didn't know why. Why did this little boy turn on the computer all of a sudden? Did he want to give himself a menstrual hygiene class?

This possibility cannot be ruled out.

The two of them were now holding hands and kissing. Wouldn't it be that far down the road? But she hadn't thought about it yet.

Reaching out and touching her face, Qiu Xuena felt a little hot. If Zhang Yuan really opened it, would they watch it together or something?

While he was struggling, Zhang Yuan's voice rang out: "Come, madam, take a look."

"What are you looking at?" Qiu Xuena's voice was trembling, but Zhang Yuan didn't hear it.

"Your husband, I wrote an online novel and made some money."

Qiu Xuena was a little curious: "What did you write?"

"Zhu Xian." As soon as these two words were spoken, Zhang Yuan's face burned a little, after all, they were copied.

But Qiu Xuena didn't know that although she was a girl, she also knew about the existence of this book - it was so popular that some boys in the class were discussing it, and several girls also read it.

"You wrote it?"

"Yeah!"

Qiu Xuena knew how Zhang Yuan got his money, but she didn't expect that her little boyfriend had this ability.

Just as she was sighing, Zhang Yuan's next sentence immediately made her laugh and cry: "I'm just too tired to write a book. Get your stockings ready. Let's go rob a bank another day. This way we can make money quickly."

There was a basketball game in the afternoon the next day. As a member of the class, Zhang Yuan also pretended to attend.

But he couldn't go on the field, he didn't even change his clothes, he just acted as a cheerleader.

Looking at the applauded girls next to him, Zhang Yuan began to feel envious again. It would be great if he could play basketball, not for anything else but for vanity.

Wang Bo over there scored another three-pointer, which attracted a lot of applause.

Zhang Yuan also clapped, and then heard his cell phone ringing.

At first glance, it turned out to be a poplar tree.

What kind of trick was this time? Zhang Yuan was curious and sneered, and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, Teacher Yang, what's going on?"

Yang Shu on the opposite side smiled bitterly and said: "It's still a matter of copyright. How are you thinking about it?"

Zhang Yuan pretended to be confused and said: "Didn't we agree to talk about it during the summer vacation?"

Yang Shu said: "Brother, are you not satisfied with the last quotation? This time there is a better one..."

Zhang Yuan spoke before he finished: "Let's talk about it during the summer vacation."

"Brother, you should listen and then decide!"

"No, Teacher Yang. Do you think I can agree? If you think I can agree, just speak up."

Yang Shu paused and said, "It's really good."

Zhang Yuan smiled: "That means it didn't even meet your expectations?"

After a pause, Yang Shu said: "Then what are your conditions? Let's talk about it. I can't make a quotation, right? You have to have expectations for us, right?"

On the basketball court, Wang Bo scored another three-pointer. Zhang Yuan looked at the cheering Wang Bo and said: "Fourteen percent."

The royalty income for each book generally fluctuates around 8% of the list price, and individual best-selling authors can talk about 10% or more. If the book is more academic and theoretical, the publisher may give 6% or even lower.

There are also some publishers that require tiered royalties, which means that if the book does not sell more than 5,000 copies, it will be 6%, and if it sells 10,000 copies, it will be 8%. If it cannot even sell 3,000 copies, then

Sorry, not even 6%.

Moreover, most books do not have any opportunities for reprinting. In other words, the author earns only the royalties for the first printing. Reprinting, reprinting, etc. are hard to come by.

Zhang Yuan asked for 14% and nailed the poplar tree directly to the wall. He was confident that Zhu Xian was definitely a bestseller. If he wanted to compare academic books that were not popular, he could do it here.

Doesn't make sense.

Besides, time is on his side, so we can talk if we can, and it doesn't matter if it doesn't take a few years - he can wait, but the website and the publisher can't wait.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Shu smiled bitterly and said to Wang Shuo: "I can't negotiate, this guy's asking price is too harsh!"

Wang Shuo was right next to him. He wanted to throw the phone away at that time. This kid really dared to ask for 14%? Who did he think he was?

"Stop it! Let's not talk about it! If you don't make money, let him cry!"

Although the words were harsh, he also knew that this matter could not be delayed. Several publishing houses were contacting them to request books. Without Zhang Yuan's authorization, they would not be able to make money.

It's almost the middle of the year, and they still have to pay for their performance. If this deal can't be negotiated, the bonus will be reduced a lot.

After walking back and forth on the ground for a few steps, Wang Shuo said, "Contact him again in two days and ask him to give you a bottom line!"

After all, I can't really give up. The previous price was too high. Otherwise, Zhang Yuan wouldn't be able to ask for such a high price.

Judging from the figure of 14%, this guy has really studied it for a period of time and is very accurate and ruthless in what he wants.

Zhang Yuan also sneered in his heart, he had already reached this point, why did he still want to do good things?

If it hadn't happened like that before, it would have been fine, and it would be really good if everyone was nice. But if that thing happened to me, it wouldn't work, and it would be impossible for us to cooperate again in the future, so we might as well ask for a high price.

He is confident that although he may not have the initiative, the website certainly does not.

Just as he thought, Wang Shuo didn't survive three days at all before Yang Shu called again.

"Classmate Xiao Zhang, we have worked hard with the publisher and we can give you 10%, but we can't give you any more."

Zhang Yuan wanted to believe this number, but he didn't want to agree.

If this was the case at the beginning, there would not be as many things happening later, so once people do something wrong, they will definitely be punished.

"10%? It's too different. Let's pause it first. I'm not in a hurry."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Shuo on the other side couldn't help it anymore: "Boy, I'm telling you, don't even think about the 14%! There's no need to negotiate, this is the final offer!"

Zhang Yuan sneered: "Then we are done talking, right? Bye!"

Wang Shuo didn't expect that the boy opposite would hang up the phone after a disagreement, which reminded him of Zhao Nan who slammed the door and walked out some time ago.

In just a few days, could I be treated like this?

Zhang Yuan's expression remained unchanged after hanging up the phone. He turned around and went to the south gate to buy two cups of milk tea, and then went to the study room, where Qiu Xuena was still reading seriously.

Smelling the smell of milk tea, Qiu Xuena raised her head and smiled, took it and took a big sip, and then continued to work on the questions.

Zhang Yuan whispered: "Come with me out to watch football tomorrow night."

Qiu Xuena also lowered her voice and asked: "What ball are you watching?"

"Champions League final, Liverpool vs. AC Milan."

"When does it begin?"

"Two forty-five in the morning."

Qiu Xuena bit her lip and asked, "Where to go?" At this time, she couldn't help but think too much. It was very likely that she would have to stay outside for the night, and something might happen between the two of them.

"Just at the south gate of the school, there will probably be a lot of people there."

"Okay." Qiu Xuena breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't want to hand herself over too quickly.