Sister, you miss me

After entering the house, they found that they were arguing.

"Dong Yongcheng, since you are awake, since you are a man, and since you live here, should you contribute a little, even if it is to earn some milk powder for Guoguo, if you do not leave the door, you will not Want me to support you forever."

Sister Hu seemed to endure it for a long time, she said so much in one breath, she was extremely emotional.

"Cuihua, I will raise you, I will raise Guoguo, and I will raise Xiaolin."

"Everyone can say it, but you can raise it with your mouth?"

"I……"

"What I am, you are playing on the computer day and night, you are not obsessed with online games, are you a man such a big man, regardless of his wife and children, I...how my life is so bitter!" , Sister Hu cried bitterly.

"Cuihua, listen to me to explain."

"Sister Hu." At this moment, Yang Feng walked into the door, "I will talk to Old Dong, and I will talk to you later."

Hu Cuihua wiped the wet corners of her eyes and walked out. The sunlight in the autumn afternoon shined through the window glass to light up the silver threads of her temples.

"What are you looking at?" Yang Feng asked. He found that Dong Yongcheng was staring at Hu Cuihua's leaving figure in a daze, with tears in his eyes.

Dong Yongcheng retracted his gaze, sniffed and said, "It's nothing, it's just that Cuihua added a lot of white hair all at once."

"Did you also find out?" Yang Feng said, "As far as I know, these all came out after you became a vegetable."

"I know." Dong Yongcheng kept wiping tears from his eyes.

Dong Yongcheng's tears made Yang Feng satisfied. This old scum is not hard-hearted, but also knows how to be grateful and give back.

"Well, let's not talk about it, so as not to affect your creation."

"It's okay, I will turn these guilt into motivation."

Yang Feng nodded: "Dong Yongcheng, at least so far, I admire your perseverance."

Dong Yongcheng's eye circles were still a little red, he squeezed out a smile and said nothing.

"How could you be so fast?" Yang Feng asked suddenly.

"It's not that I am fast, but that I spend a lot of time. I spend more than 20 hours on codewords every day."

"Why do you fight like this?"

Dong Yongcheng shook his head, his eyes moistened again: "Don't you see what Cuihua is like? She is less than forty years old. She has a lot of white hair. I can't wait. I was too confused and missed. There is too much waste and too much waste. I will use my best efforts to make Cuihua's life easier in the future."

Yang Feng was a little moved.

"Yang Feng, you pointed me a way, but is it really a clear way? If not, let me go to the construction site to move bricks and cement as soon as possible. Just like Cuihua said, at least, you can give fruit. Guo earns enough milk powder money."

Yang Feng squinted his eyes and looked at Dong Yongcheng. He was silent for a long while, and said, "So tell you! I will buy out all the copyrights of your book in the name of the company. I will let people prepare a simple agreement. I understand. After looking at the market conditions, I decided to give you a guarantee of 50 yuan per thousand characters. What is your opinion?"

Dong Yongcheng looked at Yang Feng with tears in his eyes, dumbfounded.

"Old Dong, you are saying something, if you don't make a statement, I will treat you as rejection!"

Dong Yongcheng flexed his knees and knelt down, Yang Feng's eyes were quick and his hands were quick, and he was supported.

"Yang Feng, Brother Feng, I don't know how... how to express my feelings. I will only repay your great kindness to me in the next life."

Dong Yongcheng said emotionally, hot tears pouring down.

Yang Feng stretched out his hand and patted his shoulder: "Old Dong, I am not sympathetic to you, I am optimistic about you. This price is not low among newcomers, but in the eyes of the gods, it is not enough. I hope that in the near future, you too I don’t like this price."

"It's important for a person to have self-knowledge. I know how many catties I have, and my requirements are not high."

"Don't be arrogant, but you can't be arrogant." Yang Feng smiled and shook his head. "Old Dong, I'm the first to say ugly things, just treat you as a vaccination. Internet writers insist on insisting, I remember to mention it However, books with tens of millions of words abound. The author has written for a few years, and the speed and quality can not be sloppy. I will now give you a price of fifty. If your speed drops or a lot of water is used, I will not rule out unilateral termination. "

"I understand." Dong Yongcheng nodded heavily.

Yang Feng nodded: "It's fine if you understand. This topic will come to this for the time being. I will send someone to sign with you as soon as possible, and then pay the first manuscript fee. As for the issue of the book, I am fully responsible. You just have to pay me every day. The draft will do."

"The first payment?" Dong Yongcheng's expectations were almost overflowing.

"Yes, it is 170,000 words currently."

"Five thousand words, five hundred thousand words, five thousand words one hundred thousand." Dong Yongcheng finished counting with his fingers and swallowed, "I can finish 200 thousand words today, which is exactly 10,000 yuan!"

Yang Feng shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You really don't know anything about this industry. I forgot to tell you that fifty thousand words are all pre-tax prices, and the tax rate is as high as 11.2%...Forget it, I will give you a mention now. The price is five yuan per thousand words."

"Brother Feng, boss, I will not let you down, I must be worthy of the price you gave." Dong Yongcheng vowed.

"Brother Yang, are you alright? If you don't leave, I will be late." At this moment, Hu Xiaolin shouted outside.

"Come here." Yang Feng replied and said to Dong Yongcheng: "Write with peace of mind, pay attention to proper rest, for the time being, I will leave."

Coming out of the bedroom, Hu Xiaolin had already packed up and put on her schoolbag.

The little girl changed into a school uniform.White shirt, red bow tie, navy blue suit with lace, trousers of the same color, and black leather shoes.

It is a big city after all, and the school uniforms of middle school students are so beautiful!

After loli put it on, it was a tempting crime.

Fortunately, I am not a lolicon.

Nevertheless, Yang Feng's eyes were lost for a moment.

Hu Xiaolin keenly noticed this, and pulled the braid on her chest with both hands, and a touch of blush climbed onto her young delicate face.

"Brother Yang, are you okay?" Hu Xiaolin looked at her toes and whispered.

"Oh!" Yang Feng's old face was hot, and he threw the key over, "Hey, you get in the car first, and I'll say something to your mother."

"Just one sentence." The little girl raised a watery index finger, "Otherwise, I will really be late."

"I know, I'll be responsible for being late." Yang Feng sent Hu Xiaolin away, and when she turned around, she frowned slightly when she saw Sister Hu holding Guoguo.

"What are you telling me?" Sister Hu had no expression on her face.

Yang Feng didn't care too much, thinking she was too tired, Yang Feng said: "Remember to make something delicious for Dong Dong."

"Heh—" Sister Hu sneered: "It's delicious, is my blood delicious? The baby is almost out of milk powder, and this family is almost out of pot."

"Sister Hu, don't get excited. This situation has begun to change. Old Dong's house is not wasting time at home, he is trying to make money."

"Can you make money while staying at home? Still working hard. I think he is trying hard to play games! Oh, I heard that he can sell money for equipment. He is not naive to rely on games to make money to support his family!" Sister Hu sneered.

"It's not what you think. He is writing novels. Do you understand online novels? Central Plains Five Whites, China's Twelve Lord Gods, these people, the minimum annual draft fee is several million."

"I don't understand, he can write novels just like him?"

"He has already written it, and it's okay. You can get the first draft in two days."

"Really, who would buy his novel?"

"I."

"Xiao Yang..." Sister Hu's face suddenly became extremely unnatural, "You don't have to, you have helped my family so much, I... I really can't repay you."

"Sister Hu, where did you want to go? Dong Yongcheng's writing is quite good. I bought his copyright not to do good deeds, but to make money."

"Really?" Hu Cuihua still couldn't believe it. According to her concept, a writer is a very high-end, magnificent, and mysterious profession. Is it possible that there should be a writer next to her?

"Of course! What did I lie to you!"

Hu Cuihua finally believed a little bit, so she asked embarrassedly: "Xiao Yang, then tell me, at the level of Lao Dong, how much do you earn in a month?"

"Yeah!" Yang Feng rolled his eyes, "Five or six thousand, better than seven or eight thousand."

Yang Feng said this deliberately. Dong Yongcheng must give Hu Cuihua this surprise.

"Five or six thousand, can you earn so much at home?"

"In the beginning, it was like this, newcomers! When it gains popularity, sales will increase, and then income will rise."

"Really, that's great!" Hu Cuihua's eyes reddened and her lips trembled involuntarily.

Yang Feng is still waiting to say something. Hu Xiaolin sent out an ultimatum outside: "Brother Yang, didn't you just say one thing? I'm really too late. If you don't leave, I can only take a taxi."

"Sister Hu, I'll leave first, that's it, bye." After that, he ran out all the way.

Looking at Yang Feng's youthful vigor, Hu Cuihua muttered to herself: "The age gap between four and five years old does not seem to be unacceptable."

Immediately, Hu Cuihua shook his head and smiled, "Hu Cuihua, Hu Cuihua, what are you thinking about!"

Holding Guoguo to the door of the bedroom, and looking in from the crack of the door, Dong Yongcheng was moving his fingers like flying, his expression on his face was joyful and worried. After a while, he stopped again and pinched his brows, rubbed his temples, and tapped two drops of Runjie. , Continue typing.

Hu Cuihua's eyes were red, and he immediately found a paper and pen to make a list of braised pork, pork liver, and pork loin.

...

Yang Feng drove Hu Xiaolin all the way to the gate of Beidu No. 3 Middle School. The two had no communication in the car. When they got off the car, Hu Xiaolin blushed and said in a low voice, "Big Brother Yang, thank you, I'm going in."

"and many more."

"What...what!" The little girl trembled, she didn't dare to look at Yang Feng's face, saying that Big Brother Yang was not going to have a "farewell ceremony".

"I'm not late." Yang Feng asked with a smile looking at the bright side of the little girl.

"No!" Hu Xiaolin couldn't help shaking her head down.

"That one……"

"Big Brother Yang, goodbye."

Before Yang Feng could speak, Hu Xiaolin opened the door and rushed into the school.

The second monk Yang Feng Zhang couldn't figure it out, what happened to the little girl?I am also going to tell her why Dong Yongcheng secretly watched her!

Shaking his head, Yang Feng drove away.

Hu Xiaolin leaned against a wall post, panting, feeling the "fawn" in her chest almost jumped out, and she just showed her figure when she heard the sound of the car going away, and watched Grand Cherokee leave, her heart panicked.