My sister can't be Ayase Little Angel

You can search "My sister can't be Ayase Little Angel Search Novel (www.soxscc.com)" in Baidu to find the latest chapter!Long Zhisuke shrugged, he is not a show, what today's consumer Long Master pays.

He wanted to thank Xuexia, after all, she invited herself to eat lunch these days.

He believed that Xuexia could understand this meaning.

Well, but forget it now, Xuexia is also a big family, there is no shortage of his own meals, find a chance to pay in other ways.

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It's time for club activities again. Long Zhisuke came here with his computer this time, but because of an appointment with Fett for dinner.

Long Zhisuke only stayed for an hour and then left. He didn't get the computer and asked Xuexia to keep it for him.

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When arriving at the barbecue restaurant near the Eight Princess Station, Ryunosuke waited for a while before Fett came.

Well, I'm still in a black female professional suit with light makeup, and my hair is neatly combed left and right.

He was serious and didn't dare to approach at will, but when he saw Ryunosuke, he started to smile constantly.

Ryunosuke and her expertly asked for a private room, ordered good things, turned on the electric oven, and talked while grilling.

"Now, in order to celebrate the good sales of your first volume, I will do it first." Fett drank a small glass of beer while talking.

Ryunosuke looked at the mention of beer in front of Fett and fell into deep thought. Is this really the wine he drank to celebrate?

He shook his head a little and said, "Fett, drink less."

"Don't worry," Fett waved his hand proudly, "I haven't drunk for a long time. It won't hurt my body. I should let go."

"Uh, no, I mean you eat more meat, stop drinking beer, after all, meat is more expensive."

Fett, who was pouring himself a second cup, suddenly stopped: "Yes, it's your treat this time. Yes, I won't drink anymore."

Long Zhisuke nodded, and smiled as he watched Fett put all kinds of food on the electric oven.

He is not slow under his hands, as he roasts meat.

"By the way, Fett, you said the sales are good, how many are there?"

Fett slobbered, then looked away from the food: "All 10,000 copies have been sold. This is a good result for senior authors."

"Ten thousand, 180 thousand, that one light novel is less than twenty yuan." Long Zhisuke probably forgot.

Fett shook his head: "Of course not. This is after tax, and the company has to divide it. The price is 40 yuan."

"Should I take the big head?" Long Zhisuke said to himself.

Fei Fei nodded and sighed at work. She replied with a serious look: "Yes, but this is the biggest share I can give you."

"Thank you, then, I should treat you to this meal." Of course, Long Zhisuke knows that different famous writers have different standards for manuscripts.

Fett didn't deny it either, just smiled, and randomly flipped the food on the baking tray:

"You also continue to cheer, oh, yes, I don't have contact information for your illustrator, and I don't know the price you talked about, the company will not pay for it."

"Don't worry, I won't forget this." Ryunosuke waved his hand and smiled.

Fett nodded, picked up a slice of fat beef on the grill and tasted it. The heat was just right, then it was out of the pot.

Then sprinkle on various seasonings, swallow them beautifully into the stomach, and sip a sip of beer for comfort~

Fett ate happily, and casually said to Long Zhisuke: "Well, speaking of the manuscript fee, did you pay taxes on the income from the last summer festival?" Guangxi Biquge www.gxgqt.org

Ryuzhisuke, who was also feasting, looked stagnant, I went and completely forgot.

Fett who was eating this raised his head and glanced at Ryunosuke. How could he not understand when he saw him like this?

"Well, in fact, if you don't pay, there will be almost no one to pursue it, but it will leave a handle and cause endless trouble.

If you want to be a well-known writer, it is better to pay taxes consciously."

Ryunosuke shook his head quickly: "How could it? I am not short of the money, I am worried about whether it is too late to pay."

"It's okay, this kind of tax on your own will not be so strict. Download the personal income tax app on your mobile phone and fill in the information."

Long Zhisuke immediately put down his chopsticks and listened to Fett's chewing sound to download the app.

The traffic is traffic, it's not too big software anyway, login, fill in information... Forget it, let's talk about it later.

The downloaded application will appear on the desktop, and you will know to fill in when you see it.

After this episode, Ryunosuke and Fett continued to wind up.

Although Ryuzhisuke himself has a big appetite and eats fast, he is speechless when he looks at Fett who is equal to himself.

"I'm wrong."

"Huh?" Fett, who could not speak while eating, looked at Ryunosuke suspiciously.

Ryunosuke put down his chopsticks and said sadly, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have done that."

Although Fett was still chewing, he couldn't help but fill his speed: "Ah awkward (what)?"

Long Zhisuke's brows were frowned, his eyes filled with endless melancholy:

"If I don't persuade you to drink less beer, you won't eat and drink like this, and you won't hurt your body;

If you don’t hurt your body, you won’t leave your job due to illness; if you don’t leave your job due to illness, you won’t be driven out of your home by the landlord, and you won’t..."

As he said, he not only "choked" a little: "It's all on me, it's me who hurt you."

"Heh, heh," Fett, who was stuffed with his mouth, said with difficulty that he was speechless, perhaps because he couldn't express his emotions to his heart's content.

She rolled her eyes hard and continued to "haha" at the same time.

Ryunosuke didn't say anything for the time being, just looking at Fett.

Don't say anything, what if Fett chokes?Or what should I do if I can't roll my eyes and become cross-eyed?

It took a long time before Fett swallowed a large piece of meat in his mouth and rushed with beer: "This beef slab tendon is really hard to chew."

Long Zhisuke nodded, and continued to eat his own food: "Eating slowly, eating too fast will hurt your stomach and will be bad for your health."

Fett was silent for a moment when he heard the words: "I know...but that's okay. If you eat it, I will rely on you. I will not worry about food and clothing for the rest of my life."

Long Zhisuke also chuckled slightly: "By the way, are you still writing novels?"

"Well, of course (swallowing)...Yes." After eating a roll of roasted thousand-page tofu, Fett said

"As long as I have not given up the idea of ​​making big money, I will never give up writing."

"Then as long as it is a way to make a lot of money, even if it is to give up homework, right?" Long Zhisuke said with a smile.

After hearing this, Fett frowned, "Do you... do you have any ideas?"

"Huh?!" Ryunosuke shook his head, "No, I'll just talk about it."

"That's it, I think too much." Fett didn't feel much frustrated, and threw himself into the barbecue feast again.

However, although it was inadvertent, Ryunosuke suddenly had an idea.

If this plan is successful, merit and fame.Profit and Lu are omnipresent, and there will be many things.