Come to modern times to be a boss

Chapter 40 Contribution fee (first update)
The next day was Monday, Zhu Quan got up early, of course not because he couldn't sleep because of the excitement of publishing fees, but because of his biological clock.

As usual, practice boxing, practice qi, wash a dragon, and then code words. When code words, I unconsciously thought of the manuscript fee that Xiao Fei said last night.

Well, he did have a little bit of expectation, just a little bit!
After all, this is the first job I got after coming to this place for so long, and this is also my first salary, how could I not be excited?
As a result, it was still no time at eight o'clock. At this moment, he almost wiped out the screen of his phone.

No, I have to make a phone call to ask, it's too painful.

"Xiao Fei, when will my manuscript fee arrive?" Straight to the point, without procrastinating.

"Before noon today, it's usually between ten o'clock and twelve o'clock." Xiao Fei was very surprised. He was flattered when he received Zhu Quan's call for the first time.

"Oh, got it!" Then hung up the phone.

"I'm going, are you making a phone call just to press for the manuscript fee?" Xiao Fei began to doubt life, but since the master has come to press, then he should press it himself.

Anyway, Editor-in-Chief Chen said that this great god has to make a good offering, and everything takes priority.

During the meal, everyone could clearly notice that Zhu Quan was absent-minded.

The eyes of Lao Wang and his wife began to meet again.

In the end, Lao Wang was completely defeated, so he could only speak: "Xiao Zhu, what's the matter, you're listless?"

"It's nothing, Qiwen said that today's publishing fee has not arrived yet." Zhu Quan told the truth, and there was nothing to hide.

"Today's publishing fee? I haven't heard you mention it before." Old Wang was startled, mainly because he wanted to liven up the atmosphere.

"I only found out when I got home last night, so I didn't tell you."

"Tell me, how many are there?" Lao Wang stretched his head a little and asked with curious eyes.

"It's hard to say, based on Qiwen's own data, it should be tens of thousands of dollars." Having said that, Zhu Quan finally smiled.

In just over a week, I have earned tens of thousands of dollars, which is equivalent to my previous salary of at least two or three years. Can you be unhappy?

"Tens of thousands? So many?" Old Wang immediately raised his voice, and the others stopped their chopsticks, dumbfounded and shocked.

"Well, it's mainly just over a week. If it takes longer, it may be more." Seeing that the big guys were so happy, Zhu Quan decided to make them happy again.

"Girl, study hard. See, this is the power of knowledge. There is a house of gold in the book. It's not wrong at all!" Lao Wang didn't say anything, and turned around to teach his daughter.

"If I study hard, can I compare with monsters? I can't memorize dictionaries." After replying to his father, he said to Zhu Quan with a playful smile, "Brother Zhu, do you want to treat me to something to eat because of the publishing fee?" Eat, I can be considered half of your teacher, right?" She blinked her small eyes, her eyelashes flickering.

"Please, definitely please, and I have to buy you a lot of good things." Zhu Quan slapped his chest.

Hearing this sentence, Xiao Wang's big eyes disappeared from laughter.

"It seems that our chief is right. This book is indeed a hit. Congratulations, Xiao Zhu." Old Wang's wife did not forget to congratulate her in advance.

"Auntie, this is not due to me alone. You all have a share. When the manuscript fee comes down, let's go to the city to eat something good."

"Long live brother Zhu!" Xiao Wang started to be mischievous again.

After breakfast was over in a joyous atmosphere, Zhu Quan planned to go upstairs to continue typing after helping to clean up the dishes.

"Ding dong" new message notification sound.

He took out the phone, saw the content of the cover message, and saw the two keywords of "authorship fee", Zhu Quan immediately unlocked the phone and opened the writer's assistant.

"Uncle Wang!" Zhu Quan's voice was a little higher.

"Ah? What's the matter?"

"The manuscript fee has arrived!!" The voice was a little higher.

"How much?" Then I heard Lao Wang's voice running out of the kitchen.

"334618." After reporting such a number, he handed the mobile phone screen in front of Lao Wang, mainly because he was afraid that he would not believe it, because Zhu Quan himself did not believe it.

"Xiao Zhu, pinch me!" Lao Wang looked at the screen blankly and said something in a daze.

Hearing this request, Zhu Quan must have agreed immediately.

"Aww! Why did you strike such a heavy hand?" Old Wang wanted to hit Zhu Quan in pain.

"I'm afraid I'm dreaming." Zhu Quan smiled sarcastically.

After giving him a blank look, Pharaoh didn't care about it any more. He pulled him to sit on a chair and stared at the phone screen together, muttering all the time.

"It's easy for cultural people to make money. You've earned more these days than I have in years. No, it's more than ten years." When he reconfirmed that he was not dazzled, and it was indeed more than 30, Lao Wang sighed.

"Hi, I'm lucky." Hearing Lao Wang's praise, Zhu Quan scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Luck is also a part of strength. You have accumulated a lot of money." Lao Wang patted Zhu Quan's shoulder, and he was full of emotion.

In his opinion, Zhu Quan must have endured a lot of hardships to achieve An Jin, and it is precisely because of An Jin that he can achieve his current achievements.

According to what Lao Zhou and Ayu said before, a master of dark energy is so rare. From this, we can see how hard this child has suffered. No wonder when we first met, he was so stupid. Bitter.

Well, Zhu Quan's time travel was completely justified by Lao Wang.

"Uncle Wang, quickly announce the good news to Auntie. I will also send a message to Uncle Zhou and Aunt Chang." Even if Aunt Chang can't receive it, she still has to send it. If there is a signal suddenly, let her be happy too.

"Yes, send it quickly."

Then the two of them took their mobile phones to call and send messages.

After Lao Zhou received the news, he immediately replied: Come on, we are relieved when you grow up!

But Auntie Chang still didn't reply to the message, and the video didn't respond, which made Zhu Quan's excitement less than half at once.

Well, when Aunt Chang comes back, I must give her a big surprise.

After clearing up his emotions, Zhu Quan also sent a big red envelope to Editor Xiaofei. After all, he also helped a lot and dealt with Zhu Quan's troublesome things.

Think about it again, well, basically everyone who should be notified has been notified, and there are not many people.

As for Xiao Tianer?do not know.

. . .

Lao Zhou over there, after replying to Zhu Quan's message, sat alone in a chair and didn't recover for a long time.

After glancing at the office and seeing so many pennants sent, Lao Zhou finally made a decision.

Then I sent a message to Zhu Quan: Xiao Zhu, I'll go to your aunt's house to have a look, I guess I can't contact you these days, wait for my news.

Then turn off the phone.

. . .

Ps: It's time to go to work!

Drinking tea, smoking a cigarette, coding at the computer desk all day!
It’s just the waist and hands, I can’t bear it, otherwise I can write [-] characters a day, and the work will be completed in two months
The body can't bear it! ! !

　Adhering to Zhu Quan's update concept: update during the day, hehe!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)