The Pioneer of the Rebirth Era

"Laugh, laugh, when you cry, if everything remains the same, I can get up to 30% of the sales as remuneration, that is the sales, not 30% of your net profit, do you want to have a sale 50% of the amount." Yang Dongxu muttered in his heart.

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

This is a zero point. If it exceeds this point, it is estimated that Shueisha may take the risk of breaking the contract and will not do it. After all, if they continue to work, it means that they are working for Yang Dongxu for nothing, or even paying for it. No businessman is willing to do such a thing.

Now that the general framework has reached a consensus, it is very easy to formulate the contract. After discussing the details, and then drafting the obligations and responsibilities of both parties, penalties for breaking the contract, etc., the two parties went to the RB embassy, ​​because there are copiers there. Print out the contract.

After signing and finishing the fairness, two contracts in Chinese and Japanese, one copy for each person, the two sides shook hands and said goodbye in a friendly way.

Yang Dongxu didn't intend to invite Ono Matsutomo to dinner, and the other party didn't have this idea either. Because they are all silent in their own joy.

Matsutomo Ono feels that this is the best contract he has ever signed since he started his career. Not only are the clauses in it almost beneficial to his manga studio, but even the penalty for breach of contract is very high at 5 million U.S. dollars. That’s right, it’s not Japanese yen. , but US dollars. This is simply a sky-high price breach of contract, so Yang Dongxu will never breach the contract, otherwise he will not be able to pay.

So he picked up a golden doll for nothing for his publishing house, and he will definitely be commended, and it is not impossible to be promoted from minister to executive.

Yang Dongxu is naturally also very happy, even if there is the Waterloo result that he least wants to see, even if he can't get the manuscript salary for a year or two, it is equivalent to working for nothing, but as long as he encounters a suitable environment, "Dragon Ball" rises, this is definitely a will. Hen With Golden Eggs.

What's more important is that this hen is still raised by others, but the golden eggs laid are his. Is there anything better than this?

So, little devil, it's really not certain who is playing tricks on who. The one who laughs last is the one who laughs the best.

Back home, Yang Dongxu, who was refreshed in the center, was about to have a good meal, but Zhou Yiren called him over.

"What happened when your comic was signed?" Zhou Yiren looked at Yang Dongxu with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

He knows that he, a student and grandson, is very precocious, and sometimes he is more farsighted and stable than adults in doing things. But no matter how much he looks like an adult, he is just an 8-year-old child after all. It was beyond his expectation that someone from RB would come all the way to sign the contract by drawing something casually.

"It's a comic book. Didn't I like to read "Journey to the West" in the early days? After reading it, I diverged my thinking and thought 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. I tried it, but I didn't expect it to succeed." Yang Dongxu said half-truthfully.

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

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

"I don't know much about technology. Look at what the country lacks, and ask for whatever is reasonably priced." Yang Dongxu wasn't pretending to be stupid this time.

It's that he really doesn't understand technology, although he knows that automobile manufacturing, Internet, solar energy, etc. are all promising industries. But it's just that he knows, he really doesn't know the specific technologies in these industries.

Zhou Yiren didn't speak, and stared at Yang Dongxu more and more unkindly.

"I really don't understand technology, but many people in our country can't have enough to eat, so we can try the technology of chemical fertilizers and excellent seeds to increase food production.

And roads and rails, it's just too much of an ordeal to go home now. If you want to get rich, build roads first, and have fewer children and grow more trees. Only when you have a road can you ship out what you have here, and only those who want to come can come in.

In addition to speeding up the exchange of needs between people in different places, smooth roads can also condense the control of high-level people. If something goes wrong, the army can arrive in a week, but after we have a road, we can arrive in three days, or even in one day, so everything will be handled more easily, right? "

Yang Dongxu's words made Zhou Yiren nod slowly, obviously agreeing with these things he proposed.

"Speak directly in the future, don't cover up, I am your grandfather, what are you afraid of? Besides, do you think you are the only capable person in this world? The United States has already agreed in terms of fertilizer machinery technology, and at the same time, it also takes Some steel and automobile engine technology that I have obtained." Zhou Yiren snorted.

Yang Dongxu just rolled his eyes, you have all made up your mind, and you are still all right, so why are you asking me? Are you kidding me?

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

Go to the Yang family banquet and order a large table of dishes? Let's save it, he doesn't want to be taught by Zhou Ya's ears. Anyway, he had nothing to do during the holidays, so he decided to live with old man Xuan for a while, and come back after his trauma healed.

Yang Dongxu suddenly realized that living in a big place is not necessarily comfortable, but very tiring, especially in the era when no housekeepers were hired, every time he cleaned the courtyard, even if it was just cleaning the yard, he felt like a huge project.

"Look at your lazy beating nature, how did Xiao Zhou accept you as a godson?" Old man Xuan, who was cooking in the kitchen, looked at Yang Dongxu who was leaning on the door frame, wishing to lie down if there was a bed.

"You also accepted me as half of your apprentice. You and my godfather 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 dodged sideways.

"If you kill me, no one will take care of you." Yang Dongxu was startled when he saw that the chopsticks passed by and plunged into the flower bed not far away with a bang.

"I've taught you for so long, and I deserve it if I can't avoid it." Old man Xuan took out another pair of chopsticks from the chopstick cage next to him, and continued to roll the pieces of meat in the pot.

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

"Then you can only consider yourself unlucky, or you can tell the reason for your death when you go to Lord Yan, and see if he will send you back?" Old man Xuan didn't even lift his eyelids.

The two kept bickering and soon the meat in the pot was ready, especially the big bastard who was rolling up and down with the thick soup, Yang Dongxu was drooling watching it. The big bastard that has been stewed for a long time is actually not nutritious, but the skirt tastes soft and toon, which is his favorite.

"Did you do it a while ago?" I picked up a big bone, sprinkled some salt and pepper on it casually, and rubbed the other big bone together to get the taste. Old man Xuan gnawed very domineeringly.

"I've been blocked two or three times by others. If you don't do anything again, your reputation as an old man will be ruined?" Yang Dongxu said indifferently.

He didn't ask where old man Xuan got the news, the most likely one was Wu Aibing. However, he didn't care about Wu Aibing's small report. After all, he was only an eight-year-old child, and his performance last time was indeed a bit scary.

Wu Aibing didn't tell his grandpa about this matter, but told old man Xuan. Obviously he is a man of measure, so there is nothing to argue with him.

"How did it feel?"

"It doesn't feel too much. I was shocked even when I went down the first brick. I almost didn't dare to shoot the second brick. I couldn't sleep when I went home. If I didn't learn a little massage technique from you, the first The next day, I will definitely go to class with dark circles under my eyes." Yang Dongxu didn't hide it, and expressed his feelings at that time.

Although he is a man in his forties, he has never done such a brave thing. At that time, in fact, he was also a little weak-legged and kept pretending. Even when he took the second brick, he was worried whether he would cause brother Cheng to have a concussion or die directly.

But in the end, he secretly gritted his teeth and persisted. The whole process was perfect, whether it was for Brother Cheng, Dongzi, or even Wu Aibing, he left a deep impression.

Let them feel more or less scruples if they want to do something sorry for themselves in the future. At the same time, they listened more seriously to what Yang Dongxu said, and they lost the mentality of seeing him as a kid before.

"Generally, I did a good job. I didn't learn in vain a while ago, but I was a little too timid and need to exercise." Old man Xuan nodded and affirmed Yang Dongxu's approach.

"How do you exercise and go to the 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 meet opponents in the future, your heart will become more ruthless." Old man Xuan said lightly.

"I got used to sleeping while I was still asleep, and I will never wake up from that sleep." Discussing with an eight-year-old kid about killing people to practice courage, only an old bastard like 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 him from time to time.

It stands to reason that depending on Yang Dongxu's courage, he should hide as far away as possible for this old change/statement, and dare not approach. But the thing is just this strange, he can only hold back his heart and soul trembling when he photographed Brother Cheng.

But facing Old Man Xuan, an old bastard who didn't seem to take human life seriously, he didn't feel any pressure. It seems that what old man Xuan said about killing is not killing people, but killing chickens to make a delicious meal without any psychological burden, which is also strange.