Rebirth: I carry a desktop computer inside me

As soon as the exam was over, Yang Hua, editor of Jinghua Publishing House, contacted Jiang Cheng.

After communicating by phone, the two still contacted and signed a contract through the buckle.

The contract only needs to be printed and signed and sent out.

The main thing is that Jiang Cheng does not want to be troublesome.

Yang Hua: "I read all the books of Jiangda University, and I feel very exciting, but I didn't expect to be a high-achieving student of Mizuki University, no wonder I have such a rich reserve of literary and historical knowledge." Jiang

Cheng: "Editor-in-Chief Yang is over-prestigious."

Yang Hua: "This is the revised agreement, you see." "

Yang Hua: Simplified and Traditional Publishing Agreement.doc (Download?)

Jiang Cheng quickly downloaded it and looked at it, but did not find any problems, and replied directly, "Okay, send the address, I will send it in the afternoon."

Yang Hua: "Talking to Jiang Da is refreshing, and he has time to talk together with Mizuki in Kyoto every day."

Jiang Cheng: "Let's wait until next spring's school starts."

Yang Hua: "Good!" The first two will be proofread and published in two months, and the first 100,000 copies will be released.

Yang Hua: "We will contact you as soon as possible for the specific cover design, and strive to settle it as soon as possible." By the way, Jiang Da, where is your address, we will send 20 copies over, you can collect or give friends. Jiang

Cheng: "Kyoto Mizuki University Zijing Apartment 9 buildings, Jiang Cheng harvest."

Jiang Cheng then thanked him and closed the button.

However, there is still some hope in my heart.

After all, it was the first time he published a book in his life, and although it was an online literature, it did take him a lot of time (to use it for two purposes) to make it up.

Even if the royalties are calculated according to 100,000 yuan, Jiang Cheng estimates that each part is around 300,000 yuan in royalties.

Of course, this is before taxes.

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has saved more than 3 million in his hands, plus Maple Fire's first game share has reached 260,000.

Jiang Cheng felt that he had suddenly become a small local tycoon.

Of course, he also knows that this money really has to be a big company, and he can't even pay a month's salary.

In the name of the company, he gave the studio a bonus dividend of 50,000 yuan, and Jiang Cheng and Zhu Jian, one took 30,000 and the other took 20,000.

For Jiang Cheng, it's a bit like holding a right hand with your left hand, but it's also a must.

When it comes to code contributions, Zhu Jian is not comparable to him.

The 20,000 yuan dividend at the end of the year made Zhu Jian completely a follower, and asked Jiang Cheng every day what game to do next.

Some ideas were also presented.

It seems that making money is king.

Thinking of this, Jiang Cheng felt that he wanted to sort out the plan for next year.

Fujing Street commercial district.

Jiang Cheng had already booked his sleeper for tomorrow, but before returning home, he wanted to buy some clothes for his parents.

But his vision was not good, and he had not chosen the right one after turning around before, so he called Yu Xinran to help with reference.

"Jiang Cheng, what do you think of this?" Yu Xinran was more enthusiastic than Jiang Cheng at the moment, and looked over at every store.

This is referring to a black tweed coat.

Jiang Cheng is not good at the aesthetics of clothes, "It's very good, or buy this."

"I see that my uncle is also quite tall, and wearing this coat should be very suitable." Yu Xinran also nodded, then looked at the label and stuck out his tongue, "It's just that the price is a little expensive."

Jiang Cheng asked, "How much?"

"More than 2,000."

"Bought." Jiang Cheng is rich now, and he is very proud and authentic.

Yu Xinran smiled and said, "It seems that you made a lot of money in that game!"

"That's, a small fight, made more than 200,000 yuan." Jiang Cheng said modestly.

"Local tyrants." Yu Xinran snorted, "Let's go, choose clothes for Auntie." "

Let's go, let's hurry, women's clothes are harder to buy." Jiang Cheng saw that girls were indeed slow to choose clothes.

Finally, after turning around most of the mall, he bought Chen Ru clothes and a beige down jacket.

Loading the new clothes into the suitcase, the two waited for Qin Jin to come and converge.

All three of them go to school in Kyoto, and they take care of each other.

At least the journey won't be lonely.

The train from Kyoto to Linshu City is still a green car, and it runs a little slowly.

In the previous life, Jiang Chengdu only chose bullet trains or high-speed trains, although he was not disgusted with this car, but he was somewhat disgusted.

However, the sound of the train "clanging and clicking" came, but it was inexplicably quiet.

It seems that time has slowed down at this moment.

But the sound of a big grin broke the silence.

"Orange, you enjoy it the most, every time you either have to take a plane, or you have to sit in a sleeper, this fare, a little really can't afford to sit." Qin Jin sat on the folding stool by the car window and said loudly.

Beyond the car window, there are buildings that are fading away, and the sky is getting dark.

Jiang Cheng was looking at his phone, and at this time he looked up at Qin Jin and scolded with a smile, "You are a local tycoon, you still can't afford to sit still?" If you sit in the hard seat for nearly twenty hours, it's strange that you're not crazy.

"Well, we're still too far away." It takes 20 hours by train and 4 hours by shuttle. Qin Jin sighed with emotion, and suddenly poked his head again, "Orange, what are you looking at?" "

Novel." Jiang Cheng raised his phone and saw that he could see it clearly.

Qin Jin smiled, "You can also read novels?" Is it that kind of novel..."

Jiang Cheng gave him a blank look, "What are you thinking?"

"I really don't get used to using your mobile phone, why don't you buy a fruit or Sanxing?" Qin Jin fumbled and pressed back, slowly 2G network speed, waited for a short while, only then saw the title of the book, "It's "Jin Song"! Yu

Xinran, who was on the upper bunk, was just about to come down, and when he heard this, he was also a little surprised, "Jiang Cheng, you also watch "Jin Song"? "

Well, look at it once in a while." Jiang Cheng told the truth.

The books written by themselves, although they were written with dual use, but they all have a solid memory, but they have never been read several times in the real sense on the mobile phone.

Yu Xinran ruffled the hair in front of his forehead and said with a smile, "This book is very good-looking, everyone in our dormitory has read it, and now they are chasing "Jin Shi".

"I've also read it for a while, but I don't read much historical novels, and I read more fantasy martial arts." Qin Jin handed back his mobile phone, "However, the author of this book is really awesome, with a book to seal the gods."

"By the way, the author's pseudonym is still similar to your buttoned nickname." Qin Jin said with a smile.

Jiang Cheng was speechless, "What's the same, can't I be the author of "Jin Song"?"

Yu Xinran was the first to react, "Is it really you?

"I don't believe it." Qin Jin's insistence was just a coincidence.

Jiang Cheng smiled and clicked on the backstage of the author's area, where the two books were brightly placed.

Although the cover image is not loaded, the title is clear.

"Jin Song", the complete version, the number of words is 2.35 million, and the collection is 104,800.

"Jin Shi", serialized, 1.28 million words, 112,000 collections....

"I lean on, it's unreasonable!" Qin Jin couldn't help but say loudly.

This attracted the unkind eyes of the other people in the sleeper.

Jiang Cheng hurriedly patted his head, "Why are you shouting." "

You pervert..." Qin Jin looked sad and indignant, and just wanted to go back to the lower bunk, cover the quilt, and hehe.

The corners of Yu Xinran's mouth raised and praised, "I was still thinking about whether it was you, but I feel that you are learning computers and have no time to write." "

It's just a day, pediatrics." Jiang Cheng waved his hand and exaggerated.

With a chuckle, Yu Xinran pursed his lips, "Qin Jin is right, you do have some..."

As if he had met his soulmate, Qin Jin snorted coldly towards Jiang Cheng.

"Then didn't you make a lot of money with this book?" Yu Xinran asked curiously.

"Fortunately, it seems to be more than 3 million now." Jiang Cheng raised his eyebrows and laughed again, "But my book is about to be published, so I will give you a copy back."

Qin Jin was still a little indignant, "You still have to sign the book for us."

"Okay, no problem." Jiang Cheng naturally responded.

When it was time for dinner, Jiang Cheng began to make instant noodles.

He still has some research on instant noodles.

"Oh, look at Ha, first put the dough cake, then soak in hot water, after a minute, we poured the water, took a fork to stir the dough cake, and then put water and seasoning..."

Yu Xinran followed the side like a curious baby, learning each step very carefully.

Qin Jin, who was eating instant noodles on the side, suddenly felt that the noodles soaked casually in his hand were not fragrant, and his stomach was full....