Heavenly Court Reader

Chapter 79 Manuscript Fees Arrive in Account
Afterwards, Han Feng walked under a bell pear tree, squatted down under the tree, and took out his mobile phone to send a message to the land: "Land, you die!"

At this moment, Land is sitting in his room, thinking hard about the plot of the novel. He didn't hold back any plot for a long time, and then came up with a vulgar title, "Rebirth: I Am the City God".

"Hey! Why did the Great Immortal Bai Jiahei take the initiative to send me a message?" Looking at his beard, which was about to be torn off by himself, he suddenly saw the message sent by Han Feng, and the land immediately replied: "The Great Immortal calls the little old man , what else is there?"

"Fuck! What's the matter with the gift you gave me? Why can't I touch it after I plant it?" Han Feng replied very depressed.

what's the situation?Daxian actually asked me such a mentally handicapped question, did I make a mistake?Land frowned, his face froze.

This kind of sacred tree formed by condensing incense is the simplest thing, it is simply the common sense necessary for a god!Just pull a doll who is just sensible in the fairy world, and he can answer the questions raised by Bai Jiahei.

Could it be that the other party is testing himself again? ?The land frowned, thought for a moment, and replied: "The Yuzhi tree is a tree of nothingness, which is formed by the condensing of incense and belief, so if you want to pick Yuyezhi, you must rely on the power of faith."

What the hell is the power of faith!Han Feng's face darkened, damn it!This is a cognition gap again, where should I go, what kind of power of faith should I get?

"Is there any other way? In addition, can you explain the situation of this Yuzhi tree? Don't always have the beginning and the end."

Is there a beginning but no end?The black line on the forehead of the land, Nima!When did I have a head but no tail?You said that you, as a great immortal who is more advanced than me, actually asked me such a mentally retarded question, and you have the nerve to say that I have no head but no tail, shit, Nimei!

"Hehe! Daxian was joking, the little old man doesn't seem to have any, so do something with no end!" Despite the land, there are ten thousand grass and mud horses floating in his heart at the moment, but he still has no choice but to reply: " As for the other method mentioned by the Great Immortal! Yes, there is, that is to use merit instead of faith, and you can also pick Jade Yezhi."

Merit?Hehe, fortunately, he still has some merit coins, and he didn't use up all of them last time. Thinking that he was not stupid, and used up all the merit coins all at once, Han Feng showed a smile at the corner of his mouth.

Just when Han Feng smiled proudly, the land said again: "However, the Yuzhi tree is formed by the condensation of incense and belief, so once the Yuzhi tree is all picked, it must be nourished by incense and belief, or irrigated with merit. , it cannot be said that the Yuzhi tree will wither and disappear soon.”

puff!Seeing this, Han Feng stood up from under the tree in shock, "Damn it! Can't you finish speaking at once? If you have to say it paragraph by paragraph, damn it!"

Forget it, why bother with these problems!I am not a fairy, it is already very good to get these fairy things, and I don't know how lucky I am to get myself the god-level software of Tianting Reader. Desire dissatisfaction.

"Forget it, that's it! There's nothing else, you're busy! Land, I won't bother you." After thinking about the essence of the problem, Han Feng breathed a sigh of relief, put away his phone, and then walked into the house.

As soon as he entered the room, the phone beeped again, and when he took it out, it was a text message.

It's the bank arrival reminder: Chinese Reading Club will transfer 500 million to you, and the arrival time is [-]:[-] pm.

Excluding related taxes, this is Han Feng's income from selling the novel "Sword of Punishment".

Then the phone vibrated, and the call came. It was the one who contacted Han Feng at the beginning, Su Yanmo, the beautiful editor of the Chinese Reading Club.

"Hello, handsome guy Han? Haha, have you received the manuscript fee? Congratulations first, the recent sales of "Punishment Sword" have been a big success, no, it can be said to be an unprecedented success. Our publishing house has been publishing for so many years. Except for the publication of the novels of those great gods, there has never been a record of a newcomer selling [-] copies for the first time writing a book." Su Yanmo on the opposite side looked very excited, and said with a bang in his mouth: "It's really great to cooperate with you. Our luck is nothing short of a miracle!"

Han Feng then smiled and said, "Beauty, you praise me too much! I'm not that good, it's just that your sales promotion is good, and I'm not a handsome guy, ha ha."

"However, this sales volume will definitely decline gradually, and it is impossible to remain high all the time. Our most conservative estimate is that the sales volume of "Punishment Sword" will reach a minimum of 70 single volumes within this year, and it may increase very little next year. But it will still be reprinted, I think as long as there is time, it may not be a problem to break through the sales volume of 100 million copies of Mythology." Su Yanmo blushed with excitement, and continued.

Regarding this sales volume, although Han Feng didn't know much about it, he was a little surprised when he saw that 500 million yuan was paid for the manuscript fee all at once.

However, as his first labor, Han Feng was still very happy to earn so much money, and replied with a smile: "Hehe, it doesn't matter, novels! The sales volume will definitely be high when it comes out. Lower, I also know this."

Although the editor-in-chief also participated in the signing with the other party last time, in the end, Han Feng was still counted as the author who signed the contract under his own hands, so this time the other party's novel sold well, and he not only received a large bonus, but also Within the company, stand firm.

Thinking of this, Su Yanmo smiled happily: "Then I'm here, and I'd like to thank Handsome Han for his understanding, or I'll treat you to a meal when I'm free some other day!"

Han Feng was overjoyed when he heard it, and said with a smile: "Hehe! How can I invite a beautiful editor to treat you to dinner! If you want to invite me, I will invite you. Besides, you are still in Mingzhu City, and it is not easy to go back and forth. If there is another day If you are free, let me go to Mingzhu City to treat you to dinner!"

"That's a good relationship! Then I'll just wait, the handsome guy Han came to Mingzhu City to treat me to dinner!" Su Yanmo, who was opposite, didn't feel anything wrong when he heard Han Feng's words, and said with a smile .

"That's for sure! Just wait for the beauties! Hehe, I will definitely come to Mingzhu City to treat you to dinner when I'm free."

"Okay, then it's settled."

After hanging up the phone, Han Feng couldn't wait to turn on the computer and check the online banking. As expected, there were more than 500 million more.

Immediately, Han Feng made a phone call about Wan Yun. This was the happiest thing he had done today, so the first thing he thought of was to share it with his girlfriend.

It didn't take long for the call to be connected. Han Feng faced the phone and said with a smile, "Yun'er, what are you doing?"

"Busy! What's the matter?"

"No, I just miss you, hehe!" Hearing the slightly hurried voice on the other side, he laughed.

"Miss me again? Didn't you just have dinner together at noon? Do you miss me that much?" Hearing Han Feng's sweet words, Wan Yun felt a sweet feeling in his heart, and his tone softened.

"Hehe, especially I have some good news that I want to share with you."

"What news?" Wan Yun snorted, then asked.

"The manuscript fee for the novel I wrote last time has arrived, a total of 500 million." Han Feng laughed.

"500 million?" A surprise came from the other end of the phone. Obviously, Wan Yun was stunned by the news Han Feng said. Unsure, he asked again: "Is it really 500 million?"

"Of course, can I still lie to you? Hee hee."

Convinced once again that what the other party said was 500 million, Wan Yun was surprised, jumped up happily after being able to, and praised Han Feng, "Honey, that's amazing."

"That's necessary, let's not talk about it, you should be busy first! Let's have dinner together to celebrate."

"Yeah, okay, I'll get off work earlier today too."

Afterwards, with a "baji!" kiss, the two hung up the phone.As for the matter of the Yuzhi tree, it was temporarily thrown aside by Han Feng. Anyway, the sacred tree had been planted, and he couldn't escape.

PS: Due to the hasty coding yesterday, there were a lot of typos in the last chapter. The mature man here apologizes!It has been changed.

(End of this chapter)