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Chapter 192 Reasons
Conversation is a skill, an art.Those who know how to talk will not suffer.

"He was unparalleled in this life. He walked on the wind and the sky, and the red lotus was reborn with blood. He carried a purple flame spear on his shoulder. Vicissitudes were written on his thick eyebrows. A tear was hidden in the circle of heaven and earth. Half a book filled his heart." hurt."

Hearing that Fang Lun finally sang that passion, Lin Feng couldn't help nodding his head in satisfaction. It's really not easy for a singer who has sung so much love to sing about this life!
"Okay, this one is over. Let's end today. You can rest. It's okay to finish three songs that were not in the plan. I'm leaving." Lin Feng took off his earphones and said into the microphone.

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After rejecting Fang Lun and Yang Li's farewell offer, Lin Feng left Starlight Music.

After going downstairs, Lin Feng took out his mobile phone to check the time. The time is really fleeting. Only three songs were recorded today, and the time passed away in a hurry.

Without further delay, Lin Feng stopped a taxi, reported the place name, and then began to close his eyes and rest his mind. For an afternoon, although he was not a singer, he was working after all, and there was no reason why he would not be tired.No matter what kind of work, as long as you want to do it well, there is no reason not to pay.Even for Lin Feng’s job of carrying, no matter how good the classics are, if you choose the wrong person, it’s useless if you can’t sing the taste, and people will never succeed.

As long as there is no delay or influence, things can always be done quickly.

Because taxis do not have the feature of stopping at a bus stop, the taxi quickly came to the gate of the Shuitian Villa community under the green light all the way.

After paying the money, Lin Feng walked into the community. Several security guards in the security room next to the door were chatting and glanced at the door from time to time.
Open the blocking pole, and at the same time check whether there are any suspicious pedestrians or vehicles passing by.It's just that this is a reflection of responsibility rather than supervision of responsibility. Although the possibility of problems in this relatively peaceful society is not small, the possibility of problems in the villa area of ​​the rich is the smallest. Face, even if there is something, they will make it nothing.

Seeing Lin Feng walking slowly, the staff controlling the pole smiled at Lin Feng a few times, then lifted the pole to let Lin Feng pass by.Lin Feng did not refuse the smiles of the security guards. It is easy to refuse. There are countless times in life that we refuse. We can refuse many times, but when smiling at others, whether it is because of your power or money, or something, as long as Not the crocodile smile we've all given him back.

The time was still in the afternoon, and the Shuitian villa area, which had not many people, was even more empty and silent at this moment.Few people occupy a large place, perhaps that is the reason.

Slowly moving along the cobblestone path, Lin Feng approached his house little by little.

After closing the door, Lin Feng went upstairs to clean up his sweaty self with water, and sat in front of the computer.

Outside the window is empty, there is no moon, and there are no stars. It is not yet time for their performances. There is only a hope that the morning will no longer exist far away. The dazzling sun at noon rolls lazily on a fixed orbit, just This is a bit high temperature, it seems to be mocking the world, it is particularly unpleasant.

When the computer in front of him was fully activated, Lin Feng withdrew his gaze from studying the sun. That was not his job. He could not compete with astronomers for jobs. Even as a time traveler, he had to be reasonable. It will be very tiring, people always have to be a little lazy!
As a traveler with a very moral and quality bottom line, Lin Feng coded faithfully.

Very dedicated, but it doesn't mean that everyone is dedicated. As the editor-in-chief of Fanxing Publishing House, Chen Zhuo is not performing his job as the editor-in-chief at the moment, but pretending to be a temporary negotiator. Inside, in reality and words, he poured cup after cup to Lao Hong and Lao Wang. In reality, it was white wine, which was a bit strong but could be withstood after all.

But what he said in his words was sometimes white wine, sometimes juice, sometimes beer. If it was just the same, Lao Hong and Lao Wang would not be afraid of him. Unfortunately, Chen Zhuo is a good comrade. Although a negotiator is not a professional negotiator, his speech is very cadenced when he is dedicated to his work. However, due to the possible big interests, facing Chen Zhuo's drinking, both Lao Hong and Lao Wang continued.The connection was a little heroic, and a little desperate.

"I don't know what you two think about this proposal and request of mine." Chen Zhuo asked with a smile after pouring a real glass of white wine into the stomachs of the two old opponents again.

"Old Chen, do you know that your requests and proposals are too much?" Hong Guang, editor-in-chief of Yunluo put away the smile on his face and said solemnly and honestly.

"Old Hong is right. Does President Hu know that you are like this, Old Chen?" Wang Jin, editor-in-chief of Fengxing Branch, also chimed in.

"It's really a bit too much. I gave you a part of the publishing rights of Mr. Lin Feng's new book. Just don't ask for some revenge from you, but you still say that I'm too much. Alas, the world is going downhill!" Chen Zhuo acted like you were right and I supported you, but what he said made people want to hack him to death involuntarily.

"Old Wang, Lao Hong, please tell me with your conscience, such a classic novel will definitely become an invincible best-seller in the future. I asked you to cooperate. Is it because I have done my best to let you take less money?" Can't you do it?" After a pause, Chen Zhuo said again.

Although the two editor-in-chiefs were a little confused because of this matter at the moment, the two presidents of Fengxing Branch and Yunluo were still sober and extremely speechless at Chen Zhuo's words in their hearts.

"Old Chen, you can also talk about your conscience. We jointly publish a novel, put in the same effort, and prepare the same capital. You let us each only get 15.00% of the income, and it is before tax. Don't you think your Is this abacus a bit precise?" Wang Jin said with a slightly louder voice.

"Since you have opinions on the distribution of income, we can continue to talk. What do you think?" Chen Zhuo still had a calm and proud face.If you take the initiative again, you will be so proud that you have this capital.

"Except Mr. Lin Feng's 20.00%, we will share the rest equally." Hong Guang took a sip of boiled water and said slowly.He said a condition that both he and Wang Jin could accept and quite agree with.In the face of common interests, people always like to be comrades in the united front, even if this front may not last long.

"Hehe, Lao Hong, are you kidding me? Split equally? Lao Hong, the publishing rights of this novel belong to Fan Xing. Fan Xing worked so hard to arrange the manuscript, and I split the publishing rights equally with you. You guys still have so many of them." Request?" Chen Zhuo said aggrievedly, he had his reasons.

　First more.

　　Sorry, the number of words is a bit short, um, I will make up for it on Friday.

　　My head is still so heavy after drinking a can of Red Bull, what's wrong?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)