The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

  Chapter 277, What if I become a multimillionaire? (Please subscribe!)

  At night, living room.

   After Hong Zhenbo left with Jiang Bai, Tao Ge took out a money order from his accompanying bag and handed it to Zhang Xuan:

   "This is the money you sold the manuscript of "Wind Sound" last time. The Anchang Club paid 500,000, and it was collected."

   "Thank you, sister." This was the income from his own services, and Zhang Xuan accepted it rudely.

   "It's really nice, let me hear it again." Tao Ge giggled and teased him.

   Zhang Xuan pretended not to hear it, looked left and right with the bill of exchange in hand, feeling very relieved.

Hey! 500000!

   Once upon a time, a poor and sour boy who could not afford to eat has already earned 500,000 by selling manuscripts.

   is amazing! Zhang Xuan praised himself so much in his heart.

   Seeing him enjoying himself with the bill of exchange, Tao Ge also smiled, his lips parted slightly, and he took a sip of tea and said, "Sister, there is something else here."

   Zhang Xuan put down the bill of exchange and looked up at her: "You said."

   Tao Ge said: "The first batch of manuscript tax has come out. Guess how much money you have earned in the past three months?"

   How much did you earn from the royalties?

   Three months later, the actual domestic sales are quite different from the newspapers, and only 2.16 million copies have been sold so far.

  Rao is like this, and it also completes the transcendence of "White Deer Plain" and "Abandoned Capital". .

   In the international market, there is not much difference from the newspapers, and there are actually 1.18 million copies.

   He had read a report in his previous life. According to his vague memory, "White Deer Plain" brought Lao Chen 4.55 million in royalties. At that time, the cumulative sales volume of "White Deer Plain" was about 1.6 million copies.

   There is another person who is even more ruthless, that is, Lao Yu, a literary giant, who has earned 14 million royalties in a few years by virtue of his "cultural hardship". With "alive", he has earned more than 20 million manuscript fees.

   Zhang Xuan took this as a reference and made a conservative guess after weighing it:

   "The domestic and foreign combined, is there 800 million?"

  Tao Ge stretched out his index finger and shook it slightly left and right: "Guess again."

   Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Down or up?"

  Tao Ge lifted Erlang's legs and said swayingly, "What do you think?"

   Zhang Xuan's eyes swept across her legs: "9 million?"

  Tao Ge put down the teacup, his tone increased a bit: "Be bolder."

   Zhang Xuan's eyes widened: "Don't tell me it's tens of millions!"

  Tao Ge nodded and shook his head: "It's less than ten million, but it's coming soon!"

   After the words were finished, Tao Ge took out a document from his bag and gave him: "After three months, the accumulated domestic royalties are 6.31 million, and the international market adds up to 3.56 million, for a total of 9.87 million.

congratulations! Become a millionaire at a young age!

  Looking at the country, this is an incredible achievement! Sister is proud of you! "

   Zhang Xuan took the document tremblingly and read it once, then a second time, and a third time.

  Hands are really shaking...

Exciting!

   He never thought that "Wind Sound" would give him such a big surprise.

  I thought that I wrote this book to give myself a reputation.

   To put it a little bit more selfishly, he just wanted to use the vulgar shell of "literati romance" to cover himself up and use his identity as a scholar to conquer Shuangling's parents and Mi Jian's parents.

  The conscience of heaven and earth, before he started writing, he never thought about making a fortune by writing.

   Now that I have been slapped in the face properly, the piapia hit is so painful, and I am so excited.

   As for the "millionaire" in Tao Ge's mouth, oh! It's long gone.

  The land of 28 million has been obtained, and he is making great progress on the road to becoming a billionaire.

   Zhang Xuan couldn't help but be overjoyed there, and Tao Ge didn't interrupt, and sat quietly drinking tea.

   slowly finished two small cups, and when Zhang Xuan's mood finally calmed down, Tao Ge continued: "The 9.87 million will be paid to you in the middle of next month, that is, in mid-August."

"Um."

   "Hey, I thought you would continue to say thank you sister." Tao Ge looked at him expectantly.

   Zhang Xuan stretched, stood up and said, "It's getting late, let's go to bed."

   After he finished speaking, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue, and hurriedly slapped himself under Tao Ge's gaze, and fled into the master bedroom.

  Close the door and go to sleep.

   What a **** he is, Zhang Xuan looked at Zhou's wife at the bedside and slowly fell asleep.

   The next day, newspapers across the country were reporting another news:

   "Writer March is a new multi-millionaire with the phenomenal work "Wind Sound"! ! 》

  《Congratulations on March! Congrats to the multi-millionaire! ! 》

   "The gold digger in the text, the story that the multi-millionaire writer has to tell in March! ! 》

   "Analysis of the wealth code written by the writer in March! ! 》

   There was a lot of hustle and bustle, and the literati and multimillionaires were linked together. This was a feast, and major media across the country were scrambling to report it, and they were all crazy for a piece of the pie.

  A hutong and a courtyard in the capital city are full of people at the moment.

   Such as Lao Mo with **** and fat buttocks, such as Zhang Wen who let the bullets fly for a while, such as Da Gangya

   A piapia packed with pretentious people.

   Zhang Wen had just finished reading today's "Jingcheng Daily" when he suddenly made a heavy "hey".

   Seeing all the eyes in the room looking at him, Zhang Wen shook the newspaper in his hand and shouted to the old king of the capital in a loud voice:

   "Hey! Pharaoh, look, you've become a multi-millionaire with the book you slammed into the toilet."

  This says...

  The huge room fell silent in an instant.

   Everyone looked at Zhang Wen and the newspaper in Zhang Wen's hands with strange eyes, and finally all eyes fell on Pharaoh, who was at the top.

  The king of the capital had secretly read this newspaper report for a long time, and after forcibly calming down, he said with a look of disdain:

   "When I say a book for cleaning the toilet, it is a book for cleaning the toilet. It doesn't change its essence just because it sells for tens of millions of dollars. I will buy a copy and put it in the toilet later and use it as toilet paper."

   "Hahaha" The room suddenly burst into laughter.

   At this moment, the big steel teeth grinned and said, "Don't laugh, don't laugh, our old king is squatting in the toilet and planning to write a book that will sell hundreds of millions of dollars."

   "Hahaha" The laughter in the room grew louder.

   Someone asked Zhang Wen, "I heard that you wanted to shoot "The Sound of the Wind", but was rejected?"

  Zhang Wen wiped his face: "Nonsense, you guys are just hearsay! How could I be rejected by my old Zhang? I've made this movie. If you don't believe me, just wait and see."

  Lao Mo interjected: "This movie should work well."

   Zhang Wen glanced at the old king of the capital, and quickly interrupted by raising his hand: "Shh! Give me some face, and we'll chat in private later."

"Hahaha"

   The laughter in the room did not calm down, and it rose again and again.

   Shanghai Stock Exchange.

  Zou Qingzhu hugged Du Shuangling's arm tightly and called out tenderly, "Mrs. Wan, I want to eat abalone."

   Wen Hui looked down at the newspaper, smiled and said, "I want to eat big yellow croaker."

   then added: "Two."

  Du Shuangling gave the two of them a coquettish look, her face full of joy.

  Shao City.

  Mijian put the newspaper aside and was silent for a long time, then got up and went to the landline, picked up the receiver and dialed the phone number skillfully.

   Just hit the last number, and she stopped again.

   About ten seconds later, Mi Jian put down the phone, returned to the sofa, picked up the newspaper again and read it carefully.

   Liu Yi, who saw her daughter's expression in her eyes, passed by silently, glanced at the newspaper quickly, and found out that it was a multi-millionaire report, she didn't take it seriously, and quietly retreated to do her own thing.

   Former town.

   In the fertilizer store, the owner of the clothes selling next door rushed in excitedly waving a newspaper and shouting:

   "Kedong! Kedong! Your little daughter has such a good eye, and your little son-in-law has become a multi-millionaire!"

   Coincidentally, almost at the same time, Ai Qing, who was in the hospital and had just finished surgery, also received a call from her eldest daughter, Du Jingling.

   As soon as the call was connected, Du Jingling asked loudly on the phone, "Mom, have you read today's newspaper, your little son-in-law has become a multi-millionaire."

   "What? What did you say?" Ai Qing was shocked!

  Du Jingling repeated: "Go and read the newspaper, your little son-in-law has become a multi-millionaire, the whole country knows it, don't be left behind."

   "Ah! A multi-millionaire? Zhang Xuan became a multi-millionaire???" Ai Qing's brain suddenly burst, full of the humming of landslides and tsunamis.

   "Yes! Go and read the newspaper, there are..."

  Pia!

   Before the eldest daughter could finish her sentence, Ai Qing had already hung up the phone abruptly.

   took off the stethoscope on his chest, hurriedly opened the door and went to the corridor to shout, "Xiaohong, Xiaohong, bring me a newspaper."

   "Xiaohong, Xiaohong, bring me today's newspapers."

   After a while, Xiaohong came in with a pile of newspapers and said happily, "Director, I'm waiting for your call."

  Ai Qing couldn't wait to pick up a newspaper and asked, "So, you all know? Am I the last one to know?"

   Xiaohong said: "I know, I know, everyone is still waiting for you to send candy."

   Hearing this, Ai Qing didn't say anything else, just took out 500 yuan from the bag and stuffed it into Xiaohong, and instructed vigorously, "Go buy some candy, and close the door."

   "Hey! Thank you Director." Xiaohong left happily.

  Upper Village.

  The owner of the canteen stood under the eaves wearing a vest and shouted to Ruan Xiuqin who was doing farm work in the fields:

   "Ruan Xiuqin, Ruan Xiuqin, stop working, your son has become a multi-millionaire!"

   Ruan Xiuqin, who was preparing pesticides, was stunned for a moment, and stared blankly at the canteen owner.

   Ouyang Yong, who was carrying the sprayer on his back, was also taken aback for a moment. He forgot to turn off the sprayer, and the pesticides were sprayed out and sprayed on the weeds.

   When the commissary owner shouted, everyone at the crossroads was startled and ran out to inquire about the situation.

   Less than a minute…

   A group of men and women of different heights stood at the crossroads, and they all shouted to Ruan Xiuqin in the field:

   "Ruan Xiuqin, the pesticides can be thrown away, come back quickly, your son has become a multi-millionaire."

   "Ruan Xiuqin, come back soon, it's a big happy event, your son is rich, and you kill a fart."

   "Ruan Xiuqin, come back and kill the pig, your son has become a multi-millionaire."

  Ouyang Yong was the first to react: "Mom, they seem to want you to go back and kill pigs."

   Ruan Xiuqin said dumbly, "I heard it."

  Ouyang Yong added: "Mom, they seem to be saying that my brother has become a multi-millionaire."

  Boom…

   Pesticides fell on the ground and shattered!

   Ruan Xiuqin clutched her little heart, rolled up her trousers and galloped quickly across the fields.

  Ouyang Yong glanced at the pesticide on the ground and wanted to ask, "Mom, is this pesticide still going to kill you?", but he didn't shout. The next second he got out of the paddy field and ran towards the intersection with the sprayer on his back.

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