Subtitle of this chapter: The fate of drinking only Wujiapi and not Wanglaoji

“Money is not the measure of everything for me!”

"Mr. McCall, no matter how much you pay, I will not sell the fruits of my own hard work!"

Yuan Yan said coldly: "So I have to say sorry."

"Ni...Mr. Yuan, you really don't think about it anymore..."

"John, stop talking!"

Before our Master Yuan could speak, Miss Helen Brown suddenly interrupted his companion.

The two men turned their heads and saw that her face was flushed, so red that it could drip. Miss Brown suddenly stood up and bowed straight to Yuan Yan.

Yuan Yan was also surprised and asked, "Miss Brown, you are..."

And the nyu female student said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I thought you were a slick Chinese, but now I know... this is my fault. How could the author of writing such a delicate and touching novel be a frivolous and unreliable person?"

Unfortunately, this was not what I wrote... Wait, when did I become slick and frivolous?!

"Please accept my apology by Mr. Yuan!"

Our Master Yuan had no choice but to say: "Miss Brown, I accept this... OK."

"Helen..." Mr. John McCall couldn't sit still, and he stood up anxiously and said, "Helen, this is your chance..."

Miss Helen Brown retorted: "No, John. This is not my chance. This is just your chance to please me."

"But you do this insult not only an outstanding writer like Mr. Yuan, but also an insult to me!"

Mr. McCall, who wanted to please the beauty but never expected the result, stuttered: "But, but, but..."

"Nothing, Mr. McCall. I think you should apologize to Mr. Yuan!"

Yuan Yan suddenly lit a cigarette and said in her heart that literary young women are so cute.

"No, I won't apologize." After all, it was a young man, who was embarrassed and annoyed by his sweetheart's criticism in front of others. He stood up and waved his arms and said, "I won't apologize to this chinaman!"

As he said that, he walked towards the door angrily...

"Wait!" Our Master Yuan suddenly spoke.

Mr. McCall, who thought that this chinaman changed his mind, turned around and heard him say, "Mr. McCall, your clothes."

John walked to the hood rack with shame and annoyance, picked up his coat and hat. The jealousy and anger in his heart were not easy to send to Miss Brown, so he had to turn his head and stare at Yuan Yan fiercely and said, "neo-yuan, you will regret it!"

In fact, neo-yuan has already regretted it. If I had known that someone had offered a high price to buy out the book today, then I would have said last night that I would not give the script to others, so that 5,000 US dollars will be safely put into the bag today! Isn’t my SCP foundation and SCP magazine accounted for? Now I offended a classmate for no reason, and a classmate with a deep background.

Alas... the right and wrong are just because of talking too much, and the troubles are all because of the essence. The ancients and the master ball really did not bully me.

"Bang!"

Mr. John McCall slammed the door in anger and left.

Our Master Yuan suppressed the urge to vomit blood, turned his head and said, "Miss Brown, then let's talk about my royalties. How much are you going to pay?"

The literary young woman suddenly became shy. She lowered her head and said with a slight : "Mr. Yuan, what do you think you think is 50 US dollars?"

"Um……"

"Mr. Yuan, Mr. Yuan... Are you bleeding in your mouth?"

"Ah, I'm too hot with liver fire... This is our profound and extensive medical term for Cyris. You don't understand it. Well, I'm actually bleeding gums. Don't worry about this." Yuan Yan suddenly took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood on the corner of her mouth. After taking a deep breath several times, "Miss Brown, don't you think the 50 US dollars is too low?"

"But..." Miss Brown, who was also embarrassed, stuttered, "But I was going to borrow money from John. I only have $50 now..."

Speaking of this, tears flashed with tears in the corners of her eyes and said, "Mr. Yuan, you don't know how much I have paid for this "Women of the World". Not only have I spent all my savings over the years, I also asked, and asked John that he had borrowed a lot of money."

You are lucky! In another hundred years, female college students in Cialis are willing to take photos because of their loans. The problem is that some of the girls are just to buy a vivo, not an iPhone 7. The more critical problem is that most of them are stripped of naked Yuan Hongjian doesn’t like to watch them...

Yuan Yan suddenly looked embarrassed and said, "Miss Brown, but 50 US dollars is too little."

"No, no, no, Mr. Yuan, you misunderstood." Miss Helen Brown shook her head, "50 US dollars is considered a deposit. We can... this way, and you will give you all the profits of every magazine you sell in the next place."

"Your novel will have to be serialized for at least seven or eight issues. If you calculate this, they will have to work for you for two months."

Our Master Yuan is worthy of being a professional from the Department of Economics and immediately asked: "Miss Brown, please forgive me for taking the liberty. Do you know what gross profit and net profit are?"

"Ah, gross profit...what does this mean? Mr. Yuan, anyway, all the income minus the royalties of other authors, and printing and issuance fees will be given to you. You can read the account book at that time."

This girl is a little stupid, but she is quite honest. It is better to have her help me publish it than not getting a penny. Besides, she can earn some b coins. He has a lot of things to do and has no time to run around and be busy with the publication of this book.

"Then I can ask, is your price and real circulation of "Women of the World"?"

"Well, of course. My magazine is a weekly magazine, and it sells nearly 500 books every month, and each book costs four cents of US dollars."

"Eight cups of coffee or a pound of sirloin steak...is this price quite moderate? So what about printing and distribution costs?"

"Yeah, 2 o'clock."

If you calculate this, it will be less than 100 US dollars per month, and the total amount of 200 US dollars in two months! No, this does not include other people’s remuneration...

"Uh-huh……"

"Mr. Yuan, the corners of your mouth are bleeding again!"

"I, go, fire!"

Our Master Yuan looked at the pitiful "Helen of Manhattan", and his compassionate temperament broke out again. He remembered that he was just talking about his righteousness and couldn't say anything to refuse. Moreover, I have B coins now, and a copy of "Heavy Love Chocolate" is really nothing, just treat it as a helping others.

He sighed a long time and said helplessly: "Okay, just do it..."

"Ni'ao, thank you so much!" Miss Helen Brown rushed up and hugged Yuan Yan and kissed him in the face...

But Helen is not a special worker like Anna, nor a female movie star like Lilian, but a real little lady. So when she realized what she had done, she jumped back like a frightened little rabbit.

Unfortunately, this flat-breasted girl is really not her style, and she was really exhausted last night.

The Zhulin sage, who is still in the "sage", raised his hand and scratched his face and said, "You're welcome."

Miss Brown lowered her head and asked in a low voice: "Then do we still need to sign a contract?"

Yuan Yan suddenly sighed again, waved her hand and said, "No, just give me 50 US dollars."

"Okay." She happily took out her open Kunbao and looked inside... "Oh, my check is stuck with John."

Our Master Yuan sighed again and said, "Then, you give it to me next time."

"Okay. But..."

Yuan Yan was already exhausted and sighed: "What else is it? Miss!"

"But they didn't bring any money. I'm so angry, please lend me some, right?"

"puff!"
Chapter completed!