Kill crazy! The real daughter rushed to rectify the rich family!

The tea room is not big, and outside the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side is a large lawn that stretches as far as the eye can see.

The bigger the outside, the more cramped the interior space seems, and there's no way to avoid the awkward atmosphere.

Wen Rong's face didn't look good. He said, "The traffic may not be real. Maybe it was bought." But he could only pick up the phone.

The page shows the Weibo hot search list, with several entries related to the immortal demon.

Undead Demon

All Stars on hiatus

Undead Demon: This issue is on hiatus

Undead Blade

……

Wen Rong's face became increasingly ugly.

Wen Lian said, "What Uncle said makes sense. Hot searches can be bought. Besides, even though it seems that traffic is everything now, people actually follow the crowd. People who just follow the trend will not really spend money on this product or continue to pay attention to it. They just follow the hype when it is the hottest. If you want to estimate the true value of 'Stars', you can't look at the peak, but the daily popularity. The daily popularity of 'Stars' is just the top popularity in literary and artistic works. One hundred million is enough, and at least two hundred million... The most important thing is that the Undead Demon is just a young girl, and an orphan..."

At this point, Wen Lian suddenly turned to look at Wen Can and smiled slightly, "Could it be that it is because she is an orphan that Ah Can loves her so much? After all, Miss Ye was also an orphan before her identity was revealed."

Wen Rong also raised his head with a suspicious look.

Qin Wu raised his eyelids and asked with a half-smile: "Oh? So that's how it is?"

Wen Can curled his lips without a smile: "If you must say that I love my wife and everyone in her, it's because of my mother."

Wen Rong was startled, and Wen Can said calmly: "My mother was a loyal fan of the Undead Demon. Half of her study was filled with mathematics and economic management, and the other half was filled with fairy tales of the Undead Demon. Influenced by the Undead Demon, she paid close attention to charities related to orphans, and even asked manufacturers to make many puzzles of the Undead Demon's works for sale every year."

As he said this, he turned to look at Wen Rong: "Do you still remember these?"

The man had no expression on his face, but his eyes were clearly filled with growing disappointment.

Wen Rong's face changed: "How could I forget? I just mentioned it! But Ah Can, didn't your grandfather teach you to be businesslike when doing business since you were a child?"

"Yes, Master Wen." Qin Wu held up his face and said lazily, "Just like what Mr. Wen said, business is business. If 300 million is not enough, how much money would it take to buy the work your mother likes?"

He was clearly looking at Wen Rong as if he was an idiot just now, but now he is on Wen Rong's side.

Wen Lian immediately said, "Of course, the things that Auntie likes are priceless - but we can't really let the Undead Monster set the price, right?"

Wen Can sat in the wheelchair with his eyelids drooping. He waited until they were quiet before he slowly said, "The point is not the price."

He said: "In the share."

Everyone:…

Wen Rong tried to understand: "I just said that if she is willing to compromise on the initial purchase price, we can give her a share of part of the project..."

"One percent of the profit? And it's part of the peripherals?"

Wen Can interrupted him and shook his head: "If she wants to buy the copyright for 300 million and it is exclusive copyright, we have to give her at least 40% of the share..."

"Are you crazy?!" Wen Rong almost stood up.

Wen Lian showed an absurd expression, and even deliberately showed a funny smile: "A Can, do you know what you are talking about?"

At this time, Qin Wu calmed down and watched their reactions quietly, his eyes falling on the brown paper bag that had been placed on Wen Can's lap.

"You don't know what you're talking about."

Wen Can's mouth curled up, calm and sarcastic.

He opened the paper bag on his knees, took out the information inside, divided it into two parts, and placed them in front of Wen Rong and Qin Wu respectively.

Wen Lian was waiting for his share, but saw that Wen Can didn't even look at him, and his face immediately turned pale.

However, Qin Zheng withdrew her gaze from secretly observing Wen Can and his son, and quietly moved closer to Qin Wu to watch with him.

·

[Undead Demon Studio V: Due to bad weather, this issue is on hold. 】

·

That’s right, this is the suspension notice issued by the Undead Demon. It is so concise and arbitrary that it makes people angry.

After half an hour of accumulation, the number of comments below has exceeded 20,000.

Ahh ...

Don’t don’t don’t don’t don’t withdraw withdraw withdraw withdraw – this is the direct approach.

I've sent you a razor blade! What's the address? I've been waiting for a week for this! Even if you're an immortal demon, I'll chop you to death. Ahh ...

Can bad weather be your excuse for not updating? I’m tired and don’t love you anymore. Unless you update 10 episodes next week, I’ll stop being a fan. This is the call of the weak who expect the impossible and threaten to stop being a fan.

Do you know how I spend my days? Do you know how many times I re-watch the previous episodes? Do you know that I dream of my wife every day? Do you know that I rely on this update every week to survive the campus life that is worse than death? How can you bear it? How can a mouth with a 36-degree angle say words below zero? What is your heart made of? ——This is the condemnation of the delusional person who tries to sell misery in exchange for the conscience of the immortal demon

There is an illusion that this weekend has changed from color to black and white. I even feel that I have suddenly become pale and soulless. Undead demon, have you seen my heart? It has become a line drawing - this is the self-pity of the middle two, and there are typos.

……

Meaningless ghost howling, heart-wrenching misery, and all kinds of pranks are flying around in the comment and repost sections.

Passersby who don't know the inside story can click in and see it clearly from the rapidly refreshing dynamics in the square - the screen is full of impotence and rage, and one can completely imagine a large group of people crying and wailing.

Half an hour later, another new update came out.

[Undead Demon Studio V: Actually, I went to play @BecomeCat from @StarFlyingGames]

[Undead Demon Studio V: & Attached is a hand-painted photo of the stars]

Everyone:…

·

"Perhaps it's because Qin and Wen rarely deal with Internet products, so they don't know enough about the influence of celebrities who rely on the Internet to spread their influence."

In the tea room, Wen Can said calmly: "But even if you don't watch those, I think you should also take a look at the influence of Undead Demon's works before the rise of the Internet, and the personality she showed in the process - although it is small, it is very important."

"what do you want to say in the end?"

Wen Rong frowned and picked up the information.

The first page is the personal information of the Undead Demon, including her gender as female, her approximate age in her twenties, and her general life story as revealed by all channels.

What? He grew up in an orphanage, had excellent grades, and was admitted to a good university...

In short, they are ordinary people with miserable fates, or even poorer than ordinary people.

Wen Rong immediately pictured a plain-looking, timid man wearing black-framed glasses.

Maybe the only lucky thing in my life is that I drew some children's stories that became popular for no apparent reason...

He thought to himself, and turned to the second page with impatience. He felt that he was giving face to Wen Can. If Ah Can had not been his miserable son who had broken legs and whom he loved all his life, he would have rejected his absurd proposal from the beginning - no, he would not have asked Qin Zheng to call him down from the beginning. This was originally a big event for the company, and Ah Can had been out of office for a long time. He might have forgotten how the company should be run and how decision makers should think - he should still talk to Qin Wu alone, after all, he was the one with the same status as Qin Wu.

Messy thoughts flashed through my mind quickly, and the second page came into view.

At the same time, Wen Can's voice sounded again——

"It has been thirteen years since the release of "Flowers of the Galaxy". At the beginning, it was sold with full rights. That was the first time that the work of the Undead Demon was published. Now it can be said that it was sold at a low price. Fortunately, the time is limited. It will expire in two years. When the second edition was released, "Flowers of the Galaxy" was already popular all over the country. All bookstores put it in the bestseller column. Since then, "Flowers of the Galaxy" has signed a 63% copyright sales contract - in addition to book publishing, it also includes animation production, film and television production, peripheral toy production, stationery co-branding, clothing co-branding, puzzle co-branding... All kinds of large and small types are sold separately."

Wen Can said calmly, "So far, Undying Demon has never sold the exclusive full authorization of any work, and, although it has not been announced, according to the implicit expression of the cooperating merchants, she should have taken a high share every time. Do you think such a person would sell her new popular work to you exclusively and permanently for 300 million——"

Wen Rong looked at the endless forms in his hands and confirmed Wen Can's statement. The contempt on his face gradually disappeared and his brows gradually furrowed.

Wen Can laughed sarcastically: "I'm afraid that your contract will be thrown into the trash by her agent before it is delivered to her."

"..."

Wen Rong's face looked extremely ugly.

At this moment, the timid and poor undead demon in his mind has changed into another image - he has become a nouveau riche young man with a haughty and sarcastic face, who may wear a big gold chain and a gold ring, and proudly count the digits of his bank card deposits every day.

"So..." Qin Wu said calmly as he looked through the information, "What is Master Wen's suggestion?"

"As laymen, we won't fight with publishers for book copyrights. What we need to fight for are film and television copyrights, animation copyrights, and copyrights for various peripheral productions. The validity period is 20 years, 800 million, and 10% of the profits will be given."

"!!!"

Wen Rong abruptly closed the document he had not yet finished reading.

The following sheets were all lists, clearly or implicitly listing the various types of income from each of the Undead Demon's works. The number Zero at the end made his heart burn with anger, and the more he read, the hotter it burned - it was simply unbelievable.

An orphan with nothing can actually make hundreds of millions or even more every year by relying only on a few childish and ridiculous fairy tale picture books - this world is too bizarre and absurd!

"I think you've lost your mind. Eight hundred million plus a 10% dividend? If you dare to give it to me, I'm afraid this little painter won't be able to collect it! It's already the limit for an ordinary person to be lucky for so many years, and you're going to keep her in trouble. Be careful that she will encounter misfortune after signing the contract. If she dies, won't all our money be wasted?!"

"..."

Even Qin Wu showed a shocked expression.

"Mr. Wen..." he asked in a rare moment of surprise, "Are you superstitious?"

Wen Rong: ...

Wen Rong reacted and took a slow breath to adjust himself. After a moment, he said, "Okay, Can, I know you are not interested in the company's affairs. It was Dad who forced you to sit in. Thank you for your hard work in preparing these materials."

As he spoke, he waved his hand towards Wen Lian without allowing any refusal: "Push your cousin to have a rest, don't let him worry."

Wen Can: ...

Wen Can had a blank expression on his face. He picked up his phone and took a look. Suddenly, he said, "The Undead Demon is trending again."

He raised his phone and showed the screen to Wen Rong: "With a new, unknown game - in just a few minutes, the number of game downloads has exceeded 50,000. Do you know how much money this can be converted into?"

"Alright!" Wen Rong looked at him sternly, "I think you're just like this because the Undead Demon is your mother's favorite painter! I told you we're not fans, we're businessmen! Businessmen who strive to make the most money from any angle! We should exploit anyone we can! Instead of giving as much as we can out of favors!"

Wen Rong took a deep breath, and finally closed his eyes, and said with restraint: "Okay, let A Lian push you down, and Miss A Zheng will also go, let her chat with you."

After a while, three people were missing from the tea room.

Wen Rong looked up at Qin Wu and smiled: "Boss Qin, let's talk, you..."

Qin Wu casually raised his palm, took out his cell phone and made a call that was connected in one second: "The Undead Demon is on the hot search?"

“Send me the data.”

After a while, his cell phone dinged.

Qin Wu lowered his head and looked through it.

He didn't even look at Wen Rong during the whole process. His nonchalant and natural expression showed that he didn't take Wen Rong seriously at all.

Wen Rong's face stiffened again.