My Cartoonist Strategy

Christmas is approaching, and sales of "Y's" continue to soar. On Christmas Day, it was locked in 200,000 copies.The serialization of "Y's" has entered a stable period, the conflict is not as intense as the previous words, and the results have stabilized.

On Christmas Day, Shen Xin is preparing to invite people he knows to have a meal together, and waits for a day off on New Year's Day.

Long hours of high-intensity work can also make people feel tired.

Qiao Yu did not dare to watch Shen Xin, but declined politely. Ruan Ying could not attend because she had to take care of the children.

Therefore, Shen Xin can only invite Sister Yan, Ji Yinxuan, Yang Bo, together with Xi Muhan, to go to Huaxia Restaurant for dinner.

At first sight Jixin Xuan, Yan Fei was also confused, but after the introduction, Yan Fei immediately showed enthusiasm.

After a simple greeting, everyone also sat down around the round table.

"First of all, congratulations on "Y's" reaching 200,000 copies." Yan Fei said to Shen Xin.

"It's been three weeks." Shen Xin waved his hand.

"What's wrong with three weeks? The one-liner of "Shattering" was released a month earlier than "Y's", and after two rounds of publicity, only 200,000 copies have been sold." Yan Fei dissatisfied.

Shen Xin scratched his head and was a little embarrassed, "Sister Yan also paid a lot for "Y's", and Xuejie asked Yuzhen Technology to forward the Weibo, Ye Hexu and Su Han also helped, Ruan Ying and Qiao Yu is also very hard... this result should not be my credit."

He also learned that Yu Yinxuan's father was the chairman of Yuzhen Technology, and Yuzhen Technology was one of the largest game companies in China.

"These are trivial things. You helped me a lot, and turning to Weibo is just a hands-on thing." Ji Yinxuan took a cup of black tea lightly.

Xi Muhan frowned slightly when he didn't know his name. Shen Xin quickly added: "Xiao Han also worked very hard and helped me a lot. In short, thank you all. I have to paint tomorrow. I will use tea instead of wine today. Thank you. "

Xi Muhan nodded immediately, she was still somewhat valuable.

"How many pages of drawings did you fail to make?" Yan Fei asked.

"Three pages. Tomorrow evening, should it be the same?" Shen Xin explained after drinking the tea.

"That's good... I'll go by tomorrow afternoon." Yan Fei nodded.

"Right, Sister Yan, I ask you one thing, when will the royalties be settled. Ruan Ying and Qiao Yu have paid a lot for "Y's", I want to take out a sum of money first and give them as a bonus. Shen Xin smiled.

"Actually, I'm also urging, but this process is relatively slow. It will go through the sales department and the finance department, and it will be next month as soon as possible...how much do you need? I think I can put it in first." Yan Fei asked.

"40,000 yuan?" Shen Xin said.

Yang Bo swallowed saliva, "Old Shen, I'll be with you next time, will you?"

"Go, do your game well." Shen Xin scolded.

"I... you are really willing to give up. With an 8% royalty, you will get more than 100,000 yuan, and then deduct personal tax, which will be more than 100,000." Yan Fei complained.

"Isn't it profitable again? Besides, is there no fee for the manuscript?" Shen Xin chuckled.

"If there is a lack of money, I can pay." Ji Yinxuan said for a long time.

"No, if the magazine is really inconvenient, I can pay the money myself." Shen Xin scratched his head.

"Isn't it 40,000? I will apply to the magazine tomorrow." Yan Fei sighed and looked back to Xi Muhan. "You don't care about your brother."

"He is decent, and, I think he is right." Xi Muhan narrowed his eyes.

"You are really brothers and sisters." Yan Fei shook her head helplessly.

This time, everyone just had fun, and Shen Xin did not drink, just hope to leave enough energy for tomorrow to complete the manuscript as soon as possible.

The next day,

Qiao Yu quit his job as another cartoonist, and now his submission has been rejected, so he has to find a new job.And Ruan Ying quit another job in order to take care of the children.As a result, the time they came to the studio was slightly different from before, but they still came in the afternoon on Thursday.

This time it should have been the same, but at two o'clock, the two still didn't arrive.

At first, Shen Xin thought that there was a traffic jam on the road, and then remembered that Qiao Yu was riding a bicycle to get off work and seldom got a traffic jam; and Ruan Ying was also a time-sensitive person. If there was a real traffic jam on the road, he should call.

Is there something wrong on the road?

Shen Xin dialed the mobile phones of two people, and no one connected.

He patiently waited until three o'clock, but the two were still missing.

He vaguely had a bad feeling, just wanted to call Yan Fei.

Suddenly heard the knock on the door.

Shen Xin was relieved, but there was still a fire in his heart, "How come today came so late? Sister Yan is coming soon?"

The door opened, and the person standing at the door was Yan Fei.

"Eh? How are you?" Shen Xin frowned slightly. The person he wanted to see most was not Yan Fei, but two assistants.

"Receive the manuscript, and then... send money." Yan Fei patted the shoulder bag, "Thank me, the president didn't want to give it at first, it was just because I grinded it hard."

Yan Fei entered the house and looked at the empty studio. He was a little surprised. "Is it Thursday today? How about the two of them?"

"I don't know." Shen Xin shook his head. "I can't reach them."

"What are they doing? I don't know if I want to receive the manuscript today?" Yan Fei frowned and saw Shen Xin's warm and angry face, quickly comforted, "Don't worry, I will contact them now."

Yan Fei just turned on the phone, his face was overjoyed, "They sent a text message."

"What do they mean?" Shen Xin asked.

"They said..." Yan Fei's face was pale after reading the text message, and he confirmed the content of the text message again before murmuring.

"What do you mean?" Shen Xin was shocked, his face blank.

"They said they resigned... Just 10 minutes ago, blaming me. I just walked but forgot to look at the phone." Yan Fei clenched his fists, frowning, and quickly called the phones of the two people. "Shutdown" sound, "These two bastards... turned off!"

Yan Fei gritted her teeth, flushed from her neck to the base of her ears, and sweat also oozed from her forehead.

The assistant did not sign a contract with the cartoonist and the magazine, and he often resigned after a phone call.

This kind of thing is not common, but maybe it will happen.

"Why should I quit? I haven't treated them badly?" Shen Xin couldn't figure it out.

Yan Fei shook his head again and again, unable to figure out the reason, "How about the manuscript? Can it keep up?"

"There are three more pages. If you don’t sleep, will you be reluctant tomorrow afternoon?"

The most time-consuming part of the sketch is the background. Ruan Ying is usually responsible for it. Shen Xin has to paint it himself, and the time to complete the draft has to be doubled.

"Where is the finished manuscript?" Yan Fei was also anxious, thinking about how to mention this to the editor in chief.

"In the paper bag." Shen Xin's mind was very confused. He sat back in his seat, looked at the manuscript on the drawing board, and took the G pen, but he couldn't write it.

"Mr. Shen, how many pages do you say?" Yan Fei counted the manuscripts and asked, looking up.

"Should it be 17 pages? Yesterday was counted."

"Only 15 pages." Yan Fei surprised.

"What?" Shen Xin quickly got up, took the manuscript from Yan Fei, and counted it carefully. Sure enough, there were only 15 pages, and his back was cold. He gritted his teeth and said, "Pages 3 and 8 are missing."