The infinite choice system of the city

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"puff!"

Without feeling tense, the coffee in Zhu Hongyin's mouth sprayed out directly.

"what?"

"What the hell?"

"How much?"

"How many... tens of billions???"

Zhu Hongyin's eyes widened.

Chapter 505 The special care of the teacher

Oh my god, Zhu Hongyin was completely stunned at this moment. Although she could see that the other party was worth a lot of money from the clothes she wore, she couldn't even imagine that her net worth was as high as tens of billions.

To put it bluntly, if there is a net worth of tens of billions, let alone a national publishing house, even if it is a global one, it is enough to buy any top publishing house.

In such a rich situation, Mu Qianlian still writes novels. Could it be that this is the simple happiness of rich people?

She always felt that she had met some kind of weird newcomer writer this time...

"By the way, if the novel sells well, it should be adapted into an online audio novel, right?" Bai Huang asked.

"Well, this is indeed possible. Compared with other adaptations, the requirements for the adaptation of audio novels are relatively simple. As long as the monthly sales of the novel are hundreds of thousands, you can apply." Zhu Hongyin replied truthfully.

"Okay, then add one more item to the contract. If the novel is to be adapted into an audio novel, or an animation, TV series, etc., then the opening song must be Rumengling. Editor Zhu should have heard this song." Bai Huang continued.

"Of course, Rumeng Ling is the most popular song recently, but what you said is a bit harsh. For such a popular song, the copyright fee must not be low. It depends on the future situation. We are in business. Yes, I always regard interests as everything, I hope you can understand." Zhu Hongyin said.

"No, no, regarding copyright fees, Editor-in-Chief Zhu can rest assured. For our cooperation, the song Ru Meng Ling does not require copyright fees, and we can use it for free for the publisher." Bai Huang drank with coffee.

"Huh? What are you talking about? The copyright fee is not up to you to decide. No matter how low the price is, it has to be in the range of hundreds of thousands. It doesn't matter what you say, unless you want to bear the cost for the publishing house." Zhu Hong Yin felt very puzzled, she thought Bai Huang was talking to himself.

At this time, Chu Li knocked on the table, and then said to Zhu Hongyin with a smile: "Dear Editor-in-Chief Zhu, Baihuang can have the final say on copyright fees, because the song Rumengling is originally What we created, I, Baihuang, and Lianer, is the combination of Midsummer Night's Dream!"

"..." Hearing this kind of news, Zhu Hongyin was a little surprised for a moment, and it could be said that she didn't know how to believe it.

This time, she was only here to talk about cooperation in publishing novels. How could she be worth tens of billions of dollars at one moment, and the creator of Rumengling at another? What happened to the three young people in front of her?

Seeing the doubt in Zhu Hongyin's expression, Chu Li immediately took out her mobile phone and opened her singer's backstage. This is the easiest way to prove herself, and let Zhu Hongyin know it at a glance.

After reading it carefully, Zhu Hongyin's expression froze, and she was still a little overwhelmed. Why are young people nowadays so defiant, gathering all kinds of talents in one body, it's really terrifying!

After a period of time, a group of people continued to discuss for about half an hour, and finally all the contents of the contract were successfully finalized.

Outside the coffee shop, Zhu Hongyin, who was about to leave, said, "The contract will be mailed to you before tomorrow night. Please remember to check it when the time comes. I hope we can cooperate happily this time."

Nodding her head, Mu Qianlian shook hands with Zhu Hongyin in greeting. The negotiation was smooth and relaxed, and she was in a good mood.

After waving her hand, Zhu Hongyin drove away in her supercar. The all-white supercar fit her relatively indifferent image.

Facing Bai Huang and Chu Li, Mu Qianlian wrote on the cardboard seriously: "Thank you for your help this time, it's great to have you by my side."

Although it felt disgusting to thank others, Mu Qianlian still wanted to express her gratitude. It was Bai Huang and Chu Li who helped her negotiate the whole process, which made her a lot easier for a silent person.

He Dehe Neng, she has such two great partners by her side.

She leaned forward and took Mu Qianlian's arm, Chu Lijiao didi said: "Oh, Lian'er, why are you so polite? It made me feel a little uncomfortable. It's only natural for us to help you negotiate. There is nothing to thank Yes."

"Let's go back to school." Without saying anything else, Bai Huang muttered.

It is not too far to walk to school from here, just take a walk in the afternoon and enjoy your leisure life.

While leaving with Bai Huang, Chu Li remembered a very important matter, and quickly stuck to Mu Qianlian and asked, "Lian'er, when you were at the publishing house, did you speak? Can you say it again? I didn't hear it clearly at the time! What a pity!"

"Ah, my dear, just say it. Just one word is enough. Satisfy Baby Li's wish. Please, I'll give you a buzz."

"Please, please, I can no longer hold back the prehistoric power in my body. If you don't speak again, I may explode and die!"

...

With Chu Li as a troublemaker, it was impossible to be quiet all the way, and he talked tirelessly, so he wanted to hear Mu Qianlian speak again.

It's a pity that no matter how spoiled Chu Li is, she still can't impress Mu Qianlian. It's not easy for her to speak up on her own initiative.

Over the years, Bai Huang was the only person Mu Qianlian spoke to many times from the beginning to the end...

When he returned to school, there were still ten minutes before class would start, Bai Huang greeted the two girls, and then walked to different campuses.

Today is Friday, after the afternoon you can take a good rest for two days, and the wonderful weekend is about to start again.

I listened intently to the class all afternoon, and soon, it was the end of school.

Currently, Xu Qian, a Chinese teacher, is instructing the weekend precautions. In fact, it is not an important content. It is nothing more than a reminder to pay attention to safety.

After instructing the precautions, Xu Qian continued to speak: "After school, students Bai Huang, Li Mengmeng, and Song Rou will stay, and other students can leave freely."

"No, teacher, I didn't do anything wrong, why do you want me to stay?" Bai Huang was stunned, how could he be detained again, why did he have the feeling of deceiving himself deliberately.

"Student Bai Huang, the teacher has some important things to explain after school, you shouldn't ignore them, right?" Xu Qian asked with a smile.

"Can I say yes..." Bai Huang spoke tentatively.

"No!" Xu Qian narrowed her eyes and showed a bright smile.

Well, now Bai Huang understands directly, Xu Qian is determined to keep her, and she doesn't know what's going on.

And besides him, Li Mengmeng and Song Rou were also kept. I always felt that it was not simply detention.

He is the salted fish in the class, Li Mengmeng is the sports committee member and study committee member of the class, and Song Rou is the monitor of the class, although it is right that he does not have any friendship with Bai Huang at ordinary times, it is not a particularly familiar relationship.

"Ring bell bell!"

After a while, as the school bell rang, all the students in the class left.

What is very frustrating is that other students can leave as soon as they leave, and they insist on patting Bai Huang on the shoulder to express their congratulations on Bai Huang's stay in the hall.

Being detained on a Friday afternoon is definitely a heart-rending treatment, and there is nothing but depression besides depression.

"Teacher Xu Qian, why are you looking for us?" Squad leader Song Rou asked, everyone was confused.

"Don't ask, the three of you go to the office with me, and you'll find out later." With a smile on her face, Xu Qian left the classroom with her textbooks in her arms.

The three Baihuang who didn't understand the situation could only follow them out silently, Xu Qian could never eat them up, so let's see the situation first.

After a few minutes, the three of Bai Huang followed Xu Qian to the office, and Li Yu, the class teacher, seemed to be sitting there waiting for them, all of which were well-arranged.