The husband in the mobile phone is alive and swollen

"What company?" Han Wei asked.

Han Feiling sat on the sofa with him, reached out for an orange, broke it open, and ate it with Han.

"It's just a small company. But the things they produce are quite well-known. So, for me, it's a good choice."

Han Wei was still worried, "Tell me more specifically."

"I told you before that because of the prevalence of many electronic products, young people now like to use mobile phones to read, so now the physical copyright is slowly falling behind, and the electronic copyright is on the rise."

"good."

Han Feiling stuffed a piece of orange into his mouth, and said: "Under this premise, in our comic industry, there is a website called "Manga Master" that has developed very well. That website later made an app, which is in Install a software on your mobile phone, and you can view pictures. Just like you used chat software before, you can chat with the next software.”

"I know this! Your dad and I are still very trendy!"

"Pfft, that's right. My parents have always been on the cutting edge of trends!" Han Feiling smiled.

"The APP "Manga Master" has a very high audience, and the number of registrations has reached more than 400 million. Some time ago, their founder approached me and wanted to introduce a physical comic that I published before. That is to say, I will publish the comic After uploading it to their website, comic fans only need to download this software and register an account to read this comic, without having to go to a bookstore to buy a physical book.”

Han slightly nodded, "Your income is the money they buy books?"

"It can be said that I upload comics, and the website will deduct a part of the proceeds after I subscribe through the website-after all, they have to carry out various maintenance and promotion of the website. Then, the publisher deducts a part, and the rest is mine. Gained."

"How long is the tens of thousands you transferred to us?"

Han Feiling clapped his hands after eating the oranges, "More than half a month?"

"The income is so high?"

Han Feiling smiled, "Dad, it's because your son and I already have some small fans of my author name, so the website is willing to promote me. If it's an ordinary young painter who just debuted, there is no such thing as such a good thing."

Han slightly nodded, "Things beyond expectations are bad. So, you should pay more attention to this aspect."

"Ha, Dad, I know, you are afraid that I will be cheated!" Han Feiling couldn't laugh or cry, "Dad, although your son is not very smart, I am not stupid either!"

"We didn't say you were stupid!" Zheng Fangping came out of the kitchen, took out a paper towel and wiped her hands, "We are just afraid that you will fall into the pit, so we ask you to pay attention at all times."

Han nodded slightly, "That's right. We're not saying that it's bad for you to earn a lot of money. On the contrary, this is a work you created through your own energy, and there's nothing wrong with receiving benefits by gaining everyone's love. It's just that we hope that you You can handle this matter carefully. Money is a trivial matter, and the works you create are even more precious."

Zheng Fangping continued: "It's like the comparison between children and money. If we lose money, we can make it again, and money is something outside of us. If it's gone, it's gone. But children can't do it."

Han Feiling stood up and put his arms around Zheng Fangping's shoulders.

"Great Fairy, I understand. You are all for my own good. But you should trust your son, he will have his own judgment ability. Even if his wrong judgment leads to bad consequences, he will still have the ability What's more, there will never be any bad consequences in this matter. We have all signed the contract. Before the law, everyone is equal. You say, right?"

Zheng Fangping nodded.Han Wei also agreed, "Let's eat first, after dinner, show me the contract."

Han Feiling knew that if he didn't explain these things clearly to them today, they wouldn't feel at ease.

Therefore, he honestly went to eat the delicious meal prepared for him by their big fairy.

Then he took out the contract signed with Lin He and placed it on the table in the living room. The three members of the family gathered around those contracts and studied them carefully for a long time.

Although they are all intellectuals, they don't have much professional legal knowledge.Therefore, they only took the literal meaning of the regulations in the contract.

Even so, Han Wei and Zheng Fangping felt a little relieved after reading the contract.

They also expressed support for Han Feiling's becoming a signed artist of "Manga Masters" and joining the production team of "National Love".

When it was almost nine o'clock, Zheng Fangping started to feel a little tired, Han Wei took the initiative to say, "It's done, it's time for us to go back and rest."

It takes about four to 10 minutes to drive from the urban area to the old house in the suburbs.In this way, it is indeed not too early.

Therefore, Zheng Fangping pulled Han Feiling and said a few words before agreeing to leave.

Han Feiling saw that she was so reluctant, so he went downstairs and sent them to the parking lot.

After sending them away, he thought about going downstairs, why not just go to the supermarket to buy something and fill up the empty refrigerator at home.

Anyway, most of the night time was spent, and I would probably have to stay up all night to complete today's task.

There is a RT-Mart near the neighborhood where he lives, and he can walk there in 10 minutes, so he didn't drive, but walked directly there.

After going to the supermarket to search around, Han Feiling walked towards the neighborhood with a big bag of food.

Unexpectedly, his luck has been overwhelming recently, and he can meet their male god, Yemo, on the road!

It’s just that!

It's just... the male god Yemo looked anxious, his black windbreaker was fluttering in the wind, and he didn't even bother to button it.

The hair on the forehead was a little messy, and he walked quickly.

Seeing Han Feiling, he paused, walked over, looked down at the bag in his hand, "Go shopping?"

"There's nothing in the refrigerator, so I went to the supermarket to buy some food."

Han Feiling looked at him and found that the bangs on his forehead were soaked with sweat, apparently from running for a long time.

He paused, "Male god, are you...running at night?"

Yemo shook his head helplessly, and asked him, "Do you have time? Are you in a hurry to go home?"

"No. I just draw when I get home... I don't seem to be in a hurry." Han Feiling shrugged.

There is no need to worry about being able to talk a few more words with the male god, and drawing pictures! !

"That's good." Ye Mo grabbed his arm, "You and I will find someone."

"Hey, looking for someone?" Han Feiling was dragged by Ye Mo and ran, "Who are you looking for, male god?"

It was quite cold in December in the south. Han Feiling thought he was sending Han Wei and Zheng Fangping downstairs, so he put on a short down jacket and went out without even a scarf.

With the speed of their running, the cold wind hit their faces, making people shiver.

But Han Feiling, who was being dragged by Yemo's arm, felt extremely warm in his heart at this moment, because he was so happy.

Ah ah ah ah ah!

The male god actually grabbed my arm.

The two ran forward for about ten meters, and they had to stop when they encountered a red light at Sichakou.

Yemo turned sideways, and when he looked around, he glanced at Han Feiling, who was smiling like a nympho, and asked with a frown, "What are you laughing at?"

Han Feiling was very embarrassed when he was found to be a nympho, so he quickly suppressed his smile, "No, it's nothing...the male god...oh, I mean Yemo, who are you looking for?"

"A girl, seven years old, with long hair, a pink headband, and two dimples when she smiles."

Yemo seemed to be in a real hurry. The usually calm man, now he was gesticulating while talking, his eyes were full of anxiety.

After all, he asked Han Feiling, "Did you see it?"

Han Feiling shook his head, "No."

Come on, little girls like this are everywhere.Does anyone know which one you are talking about?

At this time, when the red light ended, Yemo dragged Han Feiling and walked forward, "If you're okay, come and search with me? The more people there are, the faster you will find."

The two walked to the opposite side of the road, and Yemo rushed directly into the mall, "Ye Ning always likes to go shopping in the mall, should we all look inside?"

At this moment, Han Feiling had already discovered that this person must be very important to Yemo, otherwise he wouldn't lose his normal sense because he couldn't find him.

As a bystander, Han Feiling seemed calmer than him.

He grabbed Yemo's arm and pulled him back, "Yemo, you can't find a way like this. Are you sure she will be in the mall?"

Yemo looked gloomy and shook his head, "I don't know."

"Well, let's go to the service desk of the mall first and ask them to broadcast a missing person notice for us. Do you have a photo of Ye Ning? Send me a photo. I'll look for someone according to the photo as we walk. Let's split up. "

Yemo nodded immediately, and went to the help desk with him first.

Seeing that they were in a hurry, the staff spoke a few words of comfort. After carefully asking about the little girl's specific characteristics, they handed over the information to the announcer and began to play it non-stop.

Because he felt that the efficiency of this method of broadcasting to find people was also very low, Yemo left his mobile phone number and asked the staff of the mall to call him as soon as they saw someone.

Afterwards, he and Han Feiling parted ways and began searching in the shopping mall.

Half an hour later, they met again on the second floor.Seeing Han Feiling, Yemo shook his head at him, and then a look of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

The two stood in the corridor of Nuo Da's shopping mall, neither of them knowing what to say.

Han Feiling silently went to a nearby beverage store to buy two cups of hot drinks, returned to Yemo, and handed the hot drinks to him, "Drink some first to warm your stomach, and we will continue to look for it later."

Yemo took the drink and held it in his hand without moving.

"Male god, although it may not be polite to ask like this, can you tell me why Ye Ning ran away from home?"

Yemo looked up at him, "She said she wanted to learn dancing, but I disagree."

"Huh?" Han Feiling was puzzled, "Why don't you agree? A little girl likes to dance, so let her learn it?"

Ye Mo paused, but did not answer.

Han Feiling saw that he seemed to have something to hide, so he didn't continue the question, and asked instead: "Then besides shopping malls, do you know, does she like to go to some quieter places? Or something related to dancing?"

"Ok?"

"You don't know, my mother is an art teacher. Since the first grade of elementary school, I have been required to complete a sketch and a Chinese painting every week. My parents will judge which one is more suitable for me to study in depth. However, children are always playful, so I am unhappy every time. When I am unhappy, I dare not leave home, so I can only lock myself in the studio every time."

Yemo looked up at him, as if he understood what he was going to say.

"If Ning Ning ran away from home because she was unhappy because you stopped her, then she would definitely not choose to 'escape' from a place like a shopping mall. She should choose a place where she can release her inner worries with peace of mind. This place is in where?"

Ye Mo frowned and thought carefully for a moment, and when he raised his head again, his eyes shone with hope.

"Come with me." He grabbed Han Feiling's wrist and continued to pull him forward, "It should be in Zhongshan Park. There are often people dancing there."

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