Dad's Entertainment Life

Chapter 12 Delivery and Humiliation

the next day.

Lin Yitong woke up from his sleep, opened his eyes and looked around habitually, but didn't find Lin Qirong's figure, he was startled, quickly climbed out of bed, and ran into the living room barefoot.

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Qirong was holding a plate of buns and putting them on the table, when he saw her disheveled hair, he couldn't help asking in surprise.

"Father." Lin Yitong threw himself into his arms, tears falling down, "I couldn't see you when I got up, I thought you were gone."

"Silly boy, Tongtong is so good, how come dad doesn't want you anymore?"

Lin Qirong knelt down and hugged her, patting her back gently to calm her down.

"Dad just got up first to make breakfast."

"Oh."

Lin Yitong wiped away tears with sobs.

"Okay, let's brush your teeth and wash your face first. Don't look like a cat with a painted face."

Lin Qirong adjusted her nose and smiled.

"That's not it." Lin Yitong twisted his body in disbelief, and hurried into the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash his face.

She doesn't want to be a painted face cat.

"Really."

Lin Qirong shook his head and smiled, and continued to bring out the prepared breakfast. When Lin Yitong came out, he saw golden millet porridge, delicious pig buns and a glass of milk.

"Wow! So beautiful."

Seeing the cute piggy bun, Lin Yitong couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"Sit down quickly and eat breakfast. Dad will accompany you for a walk after eating, okay?"

"it is good."

Lin Yitong quickly sat down, waited for Lin Qirong to serve her breakfast, and began to eat happily.

She has a special liking for piggy buns, and she was late for three, and her stomach was already bloated after drinking millet porridge.

"Okay, don't eat if you can't eat it." Lin Qirong laughed, helped her remove the bowl, and put the milk in front of her.

"Take a break and drink the milk."

"Father, can I not drink?" Lin Yitong asked.

"why?"

"Because I don't like to drink."

"This is not acceptable." Lin Qirong stroked her hair, "Drinking milk is to grow tall, white, and beautiful, and only in this way can one become a princess.

If you don't eat or drink anything, then you can't be a princess.

Drink a glass of milk in the morning and drink a glass before going to bed at night, so that you will become more and more beautiful. "

Lin Yitong widened his eyes and asked, "Is it as beautiful as Snow White?"

"Of course, as long as you insist on eating and drinking milk every day, you will grow as beautiful as Snow White."

Lin Yitong nodded happily, picked up the cup and gulped down the milk in a few gulps.

"what!"

She swallowed the last sip of milk, put the cup on the table, looked up at Lin Qirong, and accidentally burped.

"It's great." Lin Qirong praised, "But next time you can't drink so fast, you know?"

"it is good."

Lin Yitong replied obediently.

"I didn't expect you to be so good. You are a grand dad."

Qiao Feng's voice came, and he leaned against the wall, yawning incessantly.

"Good morning, Uncle Qiao Feng."

Lin Yitong shouted loudly.

"Hey, good morning, Tongtong." Qiao Feng immediately replied with a bright smile.

"Did it wake you up?" Lin Qirong asked.

"No, it's about time to wake up usually." Qiao Feng shook his head, "I was woken up by the glutton in my stomach, because I knew there was a delicious breakfast."

"Then eat quickly."

"Uncle Qiao Feng needs to be full," Lin Yitong said.

"Why?" Qiao Feng sat opposite her and asked.

"Because you will only grow taller if you are full, and then you will be a princess."

Lin Yitong replied seriously.

"It's impossible for uncle to grow taller and become a princess, but Tong Tong can definitely become a princess.

But uncle will still listen to what Tongtong says, eat enough, okay? "

"Okay." Lin Yitong nodded happily.

"I'm a little envious of you now." Qiao Feng raised his head and said to Lin Qirong.

"If you like it, find a girl to give birth to you."

Qiao Feng shook his head, "Forget it then."

"Then you should be envious."

……

After breakfast, Qiao Feng went to work, leaving Lin Qirong and his daughter behind.

Lin Qirong took Lin Yitong to the neighborhood twice, played with her in the playground for a while, bought some vegetables, and then returned to the house.

Baby, play by yourself for a while, dad is going to work. "

Lin Qirong helped her turn on the TV, tuned to the children's channel, and then said.

"Okay, Tongtong will be good." Lin Yitong knew that her father had to work, so she obediently sat on the sofa with her toy in her arms.

"Awesome, give me a thumbs up."

Lin Qirong stretched out his thumb and pressed her forehead, which made her giggle before getting up and going back to the room.

Today is the day of submission.

Turn on the computer and connect to the Internet, email the script written in the computer to the staff who have been in contact with me for a long time, and then talk to her on WeChat, and the delivery is considered complete.

Through the memories in his mind, Lin Qirong knew that this world still takes the script seriously.

Although it does not reach the level of "script is king", both the investor and the director attach great importance to the script.

After all, the script is the foundation of a play, and the foundation of the foundation directly determines the quality of a TV series or movie.

Therefore, screenwriters are quite popular in this world, especially those famous screenwriters, who are all very nourishing.

Almost everyone has their own agency, and many screenwriters have opened their own studios.

The reputation of a screenwriter directly determines the market's recognition. The scripts created by great screenwriters can almost be said to be in short supply, which is a drop in the bucket for the huge market.

From this, an industry was born: ghostwriting.

His current job is mainly ghostwriting, that is, taking over the work of those big screenwriters, writing out the script according to their requirements, and getting a certain amount of remuneration.

After those big screenwriters get the script, they will make appropriate revisions according to their own ideas and requirements, and then send it to investors or directors who need it in their own name to earn high remuneration.

And ghostwriters like him are at the bottom of the industry chain, doing the hardest work, but getting the lowest pay.

You know, it's not easy to live in the Shanghai stock market, let alone such a career.

But in the past, Lin Qirong could barely support his father and daughter by relying on this kind of work, which shows how much he paid.

That's why he was exhausted, and Lin Qirong's time travel happened.

Jingle Bell.

The loud ringing interrupted Lin Qirong's memory. Looking at the number, it was the office number of the studio where he submitted the manuscript.

"Hello."

"Hello, Lin Gong."

On the opposite side was a cold voice, a little blunt.

"Your manuscript has been received, and the remuneration will be transferred immediately."

"OK, thanks."

Lin Qirong heaved a sigh of relief. Although the remuneration was not much, it was always a sum of money.

"But I have something to inform you." The girl opposite said.

A trace of doubt arose in Lin Qirong's heart, but he still said politely, "Please tell me."

"The studio decided that your remuneration will be reduced in the future, about 30%.

This is due to the recent downturn in the market, and the business of our studio has decreased a lot, so we have to make such a decision, so please understand.

If you want to continue to cooperate, you need to accept this condition. "

Although he already had a premonition in his heart, Lin Qirong still felt a little uncomfortable.

He clearly knew that this studio made a lot of money because of the hard work of these ghostwriters.

I didn't expect to reduce his remuneration now. You must know that the remuneration itself is pitifully low, and if you cut it down by 30%, it is almost impossible to survive in the Shanghai stock market.

This is trying to force people away.

"Hello, Lin Gong? Are you listening?" The girl opposite said, "If you are willing to accept this condition, then we will send the new script outline to your mailbox.

If not, then there is no need for us to cooperate. "

Lin Qirong sighed, "Did Teacher He decide this matter?"

Teacher He's name is He Yingxiong, he is the person in charge of this hero studio, and he is also a great screenwriter. He is famous in the industry for being good at family ethics dramas and is very famous.

"Of course this was approved by Mr. He." The girl opposite replied, "As for who it is, I don't know. My job is to inform you."

"I know, I'm the only one, right?"

Lin Qirong knew in his heart that this was only aimed at him alone.

Because he had had a bad time with He Yingxiong.

When he first started working as a ghostwriter, because he was still relatively famous and confident in his writing, he wanted to have the right to sign.

He Yingxiong naturally refused, and the two sides stalemate for a while, and finally ended with Lin Qirong's compromise.

However, the remuneration he received was relatively high. After all, according to industry regulations, if a screenwriter like him with a masterpiece gives up his authorship rights, the other party will also be compensated accordingly.

It was true at the beginning, but after two years, He Yingxiong has been finding various excuses to keep reducing his salary, so that Lin Qirong received less and less manuscript remuneration, but wrote more and more scripts, constantly squeezing him.

I finally saw you today.

Either accept a 30% cut in the author's salary, which is lower than the worst ghostwriter's salary, or terminate the cooperation.

He knew that Lin Qirong would definitely accept such harsh conditions, because he had made such compromises countless times, because he had to support his daughter.

"You should understand in your heart."

The other side was silent for a while before speaking.

"I understand, so there is nothing to say, let's terminate the contract."

Lin Qirong said decisively.

"Okay, I will continue to write the script... Ah, you want to terminate the contract?"

The girl on the opposite side thought that Lin Qirong would continue to accept such conditions, and continued talking on her own as before, only halfway through.

Shouldn't he continue to compromise as before?Just to get paid.

"You heard me right, our cooperation is over."

Lin Qirong said with a smile, originally he was thinking about how to terminate the contract, but he didn't expect the other party to come to his door, just right.

"Please tell Teacher He to thank him for taking care of him for so many years. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely thank him."

Before the other party could speak, he hung up the phone.

A family ethics drama?Interesting.

(End of this chapter)