Feite, who was pouring himself a second glass, stopped suddenly: "Yes, this time is your treat, yes, I won't drink."

Ryunosuke nodded, and watched with a smile as Feite put all kinds of food on the electric oven.

He is not slow with his hands, he is also roasting the meat.

"By the way, Feite, you said the sales volume is good, how much is that?"

Feite drooled, and then looked away from the food: "All [-] copies have been sold, which is a good result for a senior author."

"180,000 copies, 20, that book is less than [-] yuan." Ryunosuke roughly calculated.

Feite shook his head: "Of course not, this is after tax, and the company will also share it. The price is 40 yuan."

"Shall I take the big head?" Ryunosuke said to himself.

Fei Te nodded, sighed, and she replied with a serious look: "Yes, but this is the biggest share I can give you."

"Then thank you, and I should treat you to this meal." Of course, Ryunosuke knew that writers with different reputations had different payment standards.

Feite didn't deny it either, he just smiled and randomly flipped the food on the baking tray:

"You keep working hard, oh, by the way, I don't have the contact information of your illustrator, and I don't know the price you negotiated, so the company won't pay for it."

"Don't worry, I won't forget this." Ryunosuke waved his hand and smiled.

Feite nodded, picked up a piece of fat beef from the oven and tasted it, the heat was just right, and it would be out of the pan.

Then sprinkle with various seasonings, swallow it deliciously, and then take a sip of beer, comfortable

Feite ate happily, and casually talked to Ryunosuke: "Well, speaking of manuscript fees, did you pay taxes on the income from the last summer festival?"

Ryunosuke, who was also feasting, froze, I'll go, I completely forgot.

Fei Te, who was eating this, looked up at Ryunosuke, how could he not understand seeing him like this?

"Well, in fact, if you don't pay it, almost no one will pursue it, but it will leave a handle, and there will be endless troubles.

If you want to be a well-known writer, it is better to consciously pay taxes. "

Ryunosuke shook his head quickly: "Why? I'm not short of the money. I'm worried that it's too late to pay now."

"It doesn't matter, this kind of tax on your own will not be so strict. You can download the personal income tax app on your mobile phone and fill in the information."

Ryunosuke immediately put down his chopsticks and downloaded the app listening to Feite's chewing sound.

The traffic is just the traffic, anyway, it’s not too much software, just log in and fill in the information, let’s talk about it later.

After you download the application, it will appear on the desktop, and you will know when you see it.

After this episode, Ryunosuke and Feite continued to rage.

Although Ryunosuke himself had a big appetite and his eating speed was unavoidably fast, he was also speechless when he saw Feite who was on par with him.

"I was wrong."

"Huh?" Feite, who was eating and unable to speak, looked at Ryunosuke suspiciously.

Ryunosuke put down his chopsticks and said sadly, "I was wrong, I shouldn't have done that."

Although Feite was still chewing something in his mouth, he couldn't help but be full of speed: "Ah (why)?"

Ryunosuke frowned, his eyes filled with endless melancholy:

"If I hadn't advised you to drink less beer, you wouldn't be eating and drinking like this, and you wouldn't be hurting your body;

If you don’t hurt your body, you won’t leave your job due to illness; if you don’t leave your job due to illness, you won’t be kicked out by the landlord, you won’t”

As he said that, he not only "choked up" a little: "It's all my fault, I hurt you."

"Heh, heh," Fite, with his mouth full, struggled to express his speechlessness, perhaps because he couldn't fully express his emotions.

She rolled her eyes hard, while continuing to "huh".

Ryunosuke didn't say anything for the time being, just looked at Feite.

Don't talk about it, what if Feite chokes?Or what should I do if the eyes cannot be rolled over and become cross-eyed?

After a long time, Feite swallowed a large piece of meat in his mouth and washed it down with beer: "This beef tendon is really hard to chew."

Ryunosuke nodded, and continued to eat his own food: "Eat slowly, eating too fast will hurt your stomach and be bad for your health."

Fei Te was silent for a while after hearing the words: "I know, but that's okay, I will rely on you if I eat badly, and I will not worry about food and clothing for the rest of my life."

Ryunosuke just smiled slightly: "By the way, are you still writing?"

"Well, of course (swallowing sound) yes." After eating a roll of baked thousand-sheet tofu, Fate said,

"As long as I haven't given up on the idea of ​​making a lot of money, I'll never give up on writing."

"Then as long as it's a way to make a lot of money, it's okay even if you give up doing your homework?" Long Zhisuke said with a smile.

Feite frowned after hearing this: "Do you have any ideas?"

"Eh?!" Ryunosuke shook his head, "No, I'll just talk casually."

"That's right, I was thinking too much." Feite wasn't too frustrated, and threw himself into the barbecue feast again.

However, although it was unintentional, Ryunosuke suddenly had an idea.

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