Xu Mengyao left with the painted tube, and Lin Xiaoqian was depressed.

"Xiao Qian, what's wrong?"

"You can even hang an oil pot on your little mouth."

Lin Chen scraped Lin Xiaoqian's delicate nose and said.

Lin Xiaoqian hugged Lin Chen: "Dad, I don't want to learn painting from others, I'm going to learn from you."

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Xiao Qian, you believe in dad. It should be okay to teach you at dad's level."

"Now we'll go take a shower and sleep."

Lin Xiaoqian asked in a silly voice: "Dad, I like to sleep with my parents. Do you like to sleep with me and mom?"

"Uh...I like it."

Lin Chen said with a smile.

He likes it so much!

"Let's go, wash the fragrance and tell stories to go to bed."

Lin Chen said with a smile.

An hour later, Lin Xiaoqian fell asleep sweetly, and Lin Chen went to the study and seized the time to write a fairy tale.

He has already passed on fifty articles in total.

The second book can be published after ten more articles.

The first and third batches have one million copies, and it will take one month to sell quickly. If it sells slowly, it may not be sold out in three months.

With the addition of 300,000 yuan sold for his words, he now has a deposit of 8.2 million yuan.

You can buy this house by working hard.

Three hours later, Lin Chen finished ten fairy tales.

He logged into the backstage of the author of Tongxin.com.

"I've given a lot of rewards."

Lin Chen muttered in his heart.

As the sales of books increase, his fans continue to increase, and those fans will also log on to the website to check it out.

The latest fairy tales can be seen on the website.

If you see it, someone will reward you.

Although most people have very few rewards, they can't stand the number of people, and they still have a lot of money to make up.

Lin Chen has already given a total reward of more than 100,000 yuan now.

He can account for 90% of these rewards.

"knock off!"

Lin Chen quickly passed these ten fairy tales on it.

Back to the master bedroom, Lin Chen's face changed slightly.

Lin Xiaoqian actually kicked the quilt and her clothes were pulled up by her, half of her belly was exposed.

"Don't get sick."

Lin Chen said in his heart.

He quickly pulled Lin Xiaoqian's clothes and covered it with a quilt.

...

"Didi!"

The boss of a publishing house was woken up by the phone.

"Old Wang, what's going on?"

"I just fell asleep. You are disturbing your dreams."

The boss who was awakened asked.

The one who called him was the editor-in-chief of his company.

"Boss, Lin Yu has updated it, and he has updated ten articles at a time. There are already thirty fairy tales he has not published, so he can publish another one."

The editor-in-chief Lao Wang on the other end of the phone said quickly.

The boss's eyes lit up: "What's the quality?"

Lao Wang said, "Boss, produced by Lin Yu, that is definitely above the fairy grass. I read it, and every chapter is above the fairy grass, and it will be there a hundred years later."

"Are we fighting?"

The boss hurriedly said, "What you said. Of course we will fight, otherwise there will be so many people in the company who eat and drink?"

"We can sell this kind of bookmark for decades!"

Lao Wang: "Teacher Heart Network may give better conditions. We don't have any chance to improve our conditions."

"Thank you, let's mention it too!"

"Facts have proved that Lin Yu is not a flash in the pan. He is really powerful. He deserves better conditions."

The boss said in a deep voice.

The first book they are very conservative.

The conditions given are good, what if the seller is poor?

There are many cases where the online speculation is so popular that it can’t be sold.

The situation is different now.

The first book that Lin Chen and Tongxin.com cooperated with each other, the first batch of 300,000 and the second batch of 500,000 have been sold.

The total sales volume should have already reached millions of copies.

The reputation of consumers is very good.

A fairy tale with good sales and good reputation can be eaten for many years.

"Boss, Lin Yu has passed down ten more fairy tales."

"boss--"

Many publishing company owners have received news.

Many of them were awakened by the phone when they fell asleep.

Liang Zhirong, the boss of Tongxin.com, was also awakened.

"Old Chen, is the quality determined?"

Liang Zhirong asked.

Chen Xinhan: "Boss, Lao Feng and I read five articles each quickly, and the newly uploaded ten articles are of equal quality."

"A lot of people have called you, right?"

"Yes, they all want to cooperate with Lin Yu, and some people leave messages in the comment area to talk to Lin Yu in detail."

Liang Zhirong thought for a while and said, "The second book, we will give Lin Chen an 18% royalty directly. Other companies will definitely not exceed us."

“We have websites, they don’t.”

"In addition, let's give Lin Chen a little more signing fee."

The proportion given to Lin Chen is high, so they earn less, but as long as the sales are high, theyI made a lot of money.

Moreover, this kind of book will continue to make money from the future.

"Boss, how much is the signing fee?"

"I'm sending a message to Lin Chen now. He probably hasn't fallen asleep yet."

Chen Xinhan asked.

Liang Zhirong thought for a while and said, "Lin Yu has brought a lot of traffic to the website. The first signing fee is 300,000 yuan, and this time he is given a signing fee of 600,000 yuan."

"Boss, so many?"

Chen Xinhan said in surprise.

Liang Zhirong: "Didn't you say that his handwriting is even better than Mr. Jiang? This may become a hot spot in the future."

"I'll make less money now and I'll make it back slowly in the future."

"By the way, I'll print one million copies for the first time."

Chen Xinhan quickly sent a message to Lin Chen.

Lin Chen happened to see the message from Chen Xinhan after taking a shower.

"The 18% royalty rate, 600,000 signing fee, and the first print is one million copies?"

Lin Chen's eyes showed surprise.

Liang Zhirong, the boss of Tongxin.com, has really good courage.

"This royalty rate, the first printing of one million copies of royalties is 5.4 million, plus the contract fee of 600,000 is exactly 6 million."

"In addition to the eight-and-two million I have, I will have one-and-two million left after buying this house."

Lin Chen said in his heart.

"Can."

Lin Chen directly agreed to Chen Xinhan.

Tongxin.com is generous, and he is too lazy to procrastinate. It is difficult for other publishing companies to give such conditions.

Tongxin.com can get traffic, but other companies can't.

"call."

Chen Xinhan breathed a sigh of relief.

"Boss Lin Yu, then you have a good rest first, and we will sign the contract tomorrow."

"good."

Lin Chen went to bed and fell asleep quickly.

"cough!"

Two hours later, Lin Chen woke up in shock.

Lin Xiaoqian was actually coughing.

"Xiao Qian really caught a cold."

Lin Chen frowned.

He would read Lin Xiaoqian every two articles. The front was fine, but the quilt that Lin Xiaoqian kicked behind him.

I still caught a cold.

"Cough, cough!"

Lin Xiaoqian's face turned red after coughing.

Lin Chen felt very distressed when he looked at it. He would rather be sick.

"System, my physical fitness has improved now. Can't I lead Xiao Qian's physical fitness to improve as well?"

Lin Chen said in his mind.

The system said: "Host, this is not possible. But if your medical skills are improved, you can replenish Lin Xiaoqian."

"Or you can teach her martial arts in the future."

Lin Chen nodded slightly.

He actually wanted to acquire martial arts skills for a long time.

But if you have to take the course of your skills, you must let it go and deliberately will not appear. Lin Xiaoqian is not interested at all now.

"Cough, cough!"

After a while, Lin Xiaoqian coughed a few uncomfortable times.

Lin Xiaoqian woke herself up while coughing.

"Dad, I feel so uncomfortable."

Lin Xiaoqian said with a red face.

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