I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 70 "Poetry and the Sea I" Results
This editor is really a beauty, so handsome that the president's scalp is numb, so he was blocked in the toilet and beat up.

Chuhe is a bit messy. Are you looking for me or am I looking for you?
But there is no way, Liu Qiang asked for help, so let's go and have a look.

Chuhe changed his clothes and went out.

It just so happened that Liu Zhiqing came back from watching the sea, seeing Chuhe going out early in the morning, she couldn't help wondering: "Where are you going?"

"My friend came to visit me, go and see me, take care of Yanyan." Chuhe found an excuse to perfunctory.

Liu Zhiqing didn't ask much, just nodded.

When the two meet, they are awkward, so they don't talk much.

Chuhe took a taxi to Jiangzhou Hotel.

Jiangzhou Hotel is a five-star hotel in Jiangzhou City. It is located next to an important transportation hub in the urban area, occupying the right time and place.

Many foreign tourists are entertained here every day, and the hot season is even full at night.

Chuhe entered and went up to the fifth floor.

Liu Qiang said that in room 506, Chuhe found it in a while.

As soon as he approached, he heard muffled scolding, a woman scolding in the room.

Chuhe didn't know why he wanted to laugh. He had a bad taste and deliberately eavesdropped.

"Liu Qiang, you are a fucking talent. You tortured my mother all night and didn't do anything. What a man!"

"Liu Qiang, get out of here, I get angry when I see you, tell me, when you were studying, why did you get together with Wang Shanshan?"

"Look, the black silk is torn, you didn't react at all?"

The president scolded fiercely.

Another aggrieved voice sounded: "You were struggling last night, I accidentally tore it up, I'll just buy a new one later and pay you back."

"You... you... ahem, come out!" The president kicked the door of the toilet.

Chuhe didn't dare to eavesdrop, it seemed to be out of control inside.

He straightened his collar and knocked on the door.

"Who is it!" With a shout, the president Yuan Huaying opened the door.

Her hair was disheveled and curled up to her neck in wavy curls.She was only wearing pajamas, and half of her feet were black silk, which was a very strange shape.

Although she has a strange appearance, Yuan Huaying is undoubtedly a heroic and strong woman. She is in her 40s and looks like she is only in her thirties. She is well maintained and has a good temperament.

"Why? I didn't call the waiter." Yuan Huaying suppressed her anger and said unhappily.

"Uh, I'm Chu Xiaohe." Chu He stretched out his hand and finally met the president.

Yuan Huaying rolled her eyes and closed the door with a snap.

After a while, she put on a women's suit, tied up her hair, put on her high heels, and gracefully reopened the door.

"Mr. Chu, it's a pleasure to meet you." Yuan Huaying stretched out his hand and looked at Chuhe generously.

Although there is a photo on the ID photo of the electronic contract, the photo is too blurry after all.

Chuhe's real person is undoubtedly more handsome.

Who would have thought that Chu Xiaohe was actually a handsome young man?
"I have admired the great name of the president for a long time." Chu He smiled and looked into the room, "Where is editor Liu Qiang?"

"Don't worry about him, he has diarrhea. He called you here just now, right? Now that you're here, let's talk about copyright directly. Let's find a quiet place to talk."

Yuan Huaying is very aggressive. As a well-known figure in the science fiction world, she is not as childish as a little girl.

"I want to see editor Liu Qiang, is he okay?" Chu He laughed dryly in his heart, these two are really worrying.

"I'm fine...Mr. Chu, I'm very sorry that I asked you to come to us." Liu Qiang opened the toilet door and looked around.

Yuan Huaying shouted instinctively: "How dare you come out!"

Liu Qiang immediately shrank back.

Chu He hesitated to speak, maintaining an awkward yet polite smile.

Yuan Huaying wasn't embarrassed, but she didn't invite Chuhe in either.

She thought for a while and said, "Why don't Mr. Chu wait for us below? We'll go down in a while."

"Okay." Chu He wished so, he came to "save" Liu Qiang, and now he has been saved, so he can dodge.

Chuhe turned around and left.

As soon as he left, Yuan Huaying's naturally imposing face collapsed on the spot, and he yelled at the toilet: "How dare you call Chu Xiaohe over? Do you think he can calm me down?"

"No, no, Ah Ying, let's stop making trouble, it's important to entertain Mr. Chu." Liu Qiang probed again.

"Don't call me Ah Ying!" Yuan Huaying snorted angrily, packed up her clothes and document bag, "Come out and tidy up my things."

"Good." Liu Qiang breathed a sigh of relief, and hurried out to pack the suitcase.

The ground was a mess, not only Yuan Huaying's clothes but also handcuffs, tape, sexy underwear and other things.

Liu Qiang picked up a small leather whip, and thoughtfully said: "Aying, you are too cruel, you even have a whip, are you going to beat me to death?"

"Silly, that's for you to whip me... Forget it, hurry up and clean up, don't neglect Chu Xiaohe." Yuan Huaying was so angry that her head hurt, she buried her head in sorting out the documents.

Liu Qiang didn't dare to speak anymore, and packed the suitcase.

Soon, the two packed up and went downstairs with only a briefcase.

"Mr. Chu, I'm really sorry for neglecting you." Liu Qiang saw Chu He as soon as he got off the stairs, and hurried up to meet him.

He respects Chuhe very much, even though Chuhe is many years younger than him.

Chuhe also respected Liu Qiang, shook hands with him and said, "Editor Liu, thank you for your hard work. You have come all the way here."

"Where is it, Mr. Chu is really young and handsome. I thought you were an old scholar at first, hahaha." Liu Qiang was very excited.

He has a puffy stomach, and his half-bald head is covered with a few tufts of hair, which is kind of funny.

But he has a kind face, and he was probably pretty handsome when he was young, very attractive, but now he has become a greasy middle-aged uncle.

"Liu Qiang, stop talking nonsense, find a place to discuss copyright." Yuan Huaying, who was behind, said, feeling uncomfortable seeing Liu Qiang.

She is very strong, even Chuhe can feel her aggressive aura, and Liu Qiang is crushed to death by her.

The three of them didn't say much, and walked directly to the morning tea shop near the hotel, planning to have breakfast here while talking about business.

The morning tea shop in the south is a beautiful landscape. Not only is the environment good here, but the food is also diverse and mouth-watering.

Shrimp dumplings, radish cakes, chicken feet, steamed buns, and cheese cakes for sweet ones.

There are quite a lot of people in the morning tea shop at the moment, and the three of Chuhe found a relatively remote location, trying to be quiet.

It's actually not suitable for talking about serious business here, but the three of them are not very particular people, so they chat slowly while eating and drinking.

When she was almost done eating, Yuan Huaying took out a document from her briefcase and handed it to Liu Qiang, signaling Liu Qiang to work.

Liu Qiang swallowed a soup dumpling, but there was no ink stain.

"Mr. Chu, this is the score sheet of "Poetry and the Sea I", let me read it to you." Liu Qiang's tone became excited.

"Thanks to "Poetry and the Sea", 102 issues of the magazine sold 30 copies this month, breaking the record in the past ten years."

"On China Literature, "Poetry and the Sea" received 50 collections, 11 subscriptions, and electronic sales totaled 158 million yuan, of which 98 were rewards." Liu Qiang became more and more excited as he spoke, "If the serialization cycle was not too Short, there are too many pirated copies, and the sales should be able to increase a lot.”

At first glance, this data is not good, even some of the great gods who read the article can't compare.But you must know that "Poetry and the Sea I" is only 20 words, and the fee is only 15 words. Readers spend less than ten yuan after reading it.

Such a word count is at an absolute disadvantage compared with web articles with millions of words.

The real money for "Poetry and the Sea I" is definitely not electronic subscriptions, but various derivative copyrights.

"That's right, you've worked hard." Chuhe toasted Liu Qiang and Yuan Huaying with tea instead of wine.

Yuan Huaying looked at Chuhe: "Mr. Chu is really not an ordinary person. He treats money like dung and doesn't react at all."

She is teasing.

Chuhe couldn't deny it. Ever since he became a badass, he was not short of money, and he knew that the follow-up energy of "Poetry and the Sea" was just beginning, so what's there to be excited about.

No one is ashamed to say that he is a great writer.

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