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

Ye Kong was taking a nap when he received the call.

The weather was good these two days, with sunshine all the time.

She lay on the bed, pulled off half of her eye mask, reached for the phone and put it to her ear, not saying a word.

The other side first trembled and tried: "Is it... the immortal demon?"

Ye Kong's first reaction was, who could be so powerful as to find her phone number? His sleepiness faded a little, and he remained silent with caution.

"Um... I'm the deputy editor-in-chief of Huaye Magazine. Boss Qu said that he would contact you if he had any questions in the future... Um, um, I'm calling to ask about the location of our studio..."

"..." Ye Kong completely took off the blindfold, stood up, and looked out the window in the sunlight on the half-bed. "Site selection..." The hoarse voice was stopped by her the moment it came out. She coughed twice to clear her throat before continuing with a slightly clearer voice. "What's wrong with site selection? Hasn't it been decided?"

“Ahhhhhhh it really is the Immortal Demon!!!”

There was a burst of suppressed screams, and the sound of a group of demons jumping and dancing wildly.

Ye Kong: ...

She turned on the loudspeaker of her cell phone, stood up and started to change her clothes barefoot.

Soon, the man calmed down a little, and said to her in a voice that was obviously suppressing his excitement: "It's like this, it was originally settled, and we were all moving our things, but we also know that something happened suddenly at Boss Qu's home, and he didn't have time to sign the final contract for a while. In just a few days, the floor we originally liked was rented out..."

The man said carefully: "Look, should we move back to that bar and take over the floor when the lease expires, or..."

Ye Kong listened while pouring water, and said, "Look for it again."

"Hmm?" The person on the other end seemed very surprised. He couldn't find any words to respond for a moment. He just kept humming like an idiot.

Ye Kong ignored her and stood in front of the French window with a cup of water. He saw the decorators coming in and out below. He thought that his store had a bad fate and asked casually, "Has the news that Qu Wu was looking for a house for the magazine been leaked?"

"No, even if someone knows about it, it's only spread within the print media industry..."

Ye Kong hummed, "Then spread the news, whether by posting flyers, offering a reward on a forum, or looking for an agent in a big way - in short, let people know that the magazine is looking for a formal office location..."

The deputy editor exclaimed, "Ah!", extremely surprised: "But Boss Qu said before that we should keep a low profile and not be too high-profile, or there will be a risk of revealing your true identity."

As she spoke, she lowered her voice and said, "You don't know that there are even rewards for your true identity in some secret forums. Our studio's mailbox receives thousands of inquiries and threats every day. In addition, you have many irrational fans who threaten to send you razor blades and follow you..."

She was obviously a young person who admired Ye Kong infinitely. As she spoke, her tone became excited again: "And not only in China, but also in foreign comic forums, there are many discussions and speculations about your identity - "Stars" is too popular, and our magazine has made too much money. I didn't dare to let my family know that I was from Huaye Magazine. My sister is also your fan..."

After she finished talking a lot, she was still unsatisfied and a little embarrassed: "Did I talk too much?"

"No." Ye Kong said, "I'm very happy to hear this."

She took a sip of water and looked up at the sky outside the window: "It's great that the Undead Demon has such a great influence..."

"That studio..."

"Do as I say."

"……okay, I get it."

After a pause, the deputy editor-in-chief became cautious again: "Is Boss Qu really not going to take care of the matter?"

Ye Kong blinked: "Yes."

She changed the subject and said casually, "But she is still the largest shareholder of the magazine. You don't need to contact her for official matters in the future, but you can have fun with her more often in private."

"Okay, we will." The deputy editor-in-chief's voice suddenly became relaxed when he found out that Qu Wu's resignation was not due to a quarrel between the two bosses. "In fact, Boss Qu is very good at having fun. Everyone in our studio likes her very much. It's just that she is usually too busy and doesn't have much time..."

Ye Kong hummed: "I will give you more holidays, you can go out and get together more often."

"Take a break...a break? Thanks, Boss!"

Amid a tumultuous round of applause and suppressed cheers, the deputy editor’s voice was so serious that it seemed as if he was saluting.

"Don't tell Qu Wu what I just said." Ye Kong said finally.

"Ah? We can't tell you anything?" The deputy editor-in-chief became worried again.

"It's just the part about her, the rest is up to you." After a pause, she added, "If you go to visit her, you can ask me to reimburse you for the expenses."

Ye Kong hung up the phone and went into the bathroom.

When she passed by the desk on her way out, the black screen of the computer suddenly lit up. She paused and turned her head to look over.

Suddenly, an open mailbox page appeared on the screen. The cursor moved and clicked the print button of a certain file. Then there was a buzzing sound, and the printer next to it began to spit out documents.

Ye Kong: ...

I watched indifferently as sheets of A4 paper floated out one after another, finally forming a thick stack of information.

She stood there expressionless for a while, finally sighed helplessly, wiped her face, and sat down at the table.

Before she started browsing the files, she pulled out her phone and sent a text message to someone.

·

With a ding sound——

Qu Wu had no idea that Ye Kong was staring at the printer on the other side of the computer, and thought that someone must still be sleeping at this time.

Unexpectedly, just as she completed the operation on the computer remotely, her cell phone rang.

After taking a look at the text message display, she threw the phone away.

Under the curious gaze of Qu's mother, she cleared her throat, picked up the phone after a while and opened the text message.

——If you are too idle, go to sleep, mind your own business, and don’t touch my computer.

Qu Wu: ...

Qu Wu yelled angrily and slammed his phone onto the sofa.

Mother Qu immediately put down her hands from playing games and looked at her with concern: "What's wrong with the baby?"

Qu Wu turned to look at her mother, met those eyes full of worry and tolerance. After a few seconds of silence, she strode over and dived into her mother's arms.

——This is the most intimate action between mother and daughter so far.

Although it only took three seconds, Qu Wu stood up and punched the air with her fist that had won the Sanda Championship: "Ye Shiyi, this bastard! I'll be an idiot if I care about her again!"

Mother Qu: ...

Suppressing her secret joy at the child throwing himself into her arms, Mother Qu was careful not to scold him.

Who knows if her daughter will change her mind tomorrow and even dislike her.

·

"Ah-"

Ye Kong sneezed violently.

She sniffed and turned another page.

There is a contract in hand.

Unlike the cooperation requests from other companies that Qu Wu had left before, this contract clearly did not express a request, but a very cold and hard deal.

The contracts she had read last night were basically drafts, with different cooperation directions and projects. But without exception, those companies gave her considerable autonomy and negotiable interests. But this one was obviously not a draft, but a complete and formally drafted contract, which was filled with a lot of professional terms that Ye Kong didn't quite understand... But there was no need to read those, Ye Kong couldn't help laughing at a glance.

"Once the copyright is sold, Party B shall not interfere with the adaptation in any way, nor shall it express its own views on the adapted work on public platforms. Party A has the right to supervise the content of Party B's social platform account..."

Ye Kong flipped through the thick stack of papers with great interest, muttering to himself: "Except for the first time selling books, this is the first time I've been the second party in all these years. It's really interesting..."

·

Ye Kong knew very well what a capitalist was.

They are a group of beasts driven by profit. Even if they have already filled their stomachs and made themselves fat and strong, they will never be satisfied.

Their moral bottom line is so low that it is almost non-existent. They take it for granted that their own interests are the most important in the world. It is an honor for others to contribute to their interests. If they can take a little less profit or squeeze a little less of the blood and sweat of others, they think it is a great gift from heaven and everyone should thank them.

——Capitalists are a group of pigs with skins as thick as city walls.

Ye Kong knew this a long time ago.

But because Undying Demon had already gained huge fame, fortune and social status with her works that were popular both at home and abroad, she had never felt such standard exploitation on the road to selling copyrights - after the first book "Flower of the Galaxy" was sold, she would always be Party A in the contract.

The partners would often consider her time, her willingness, her convenience, and even ask her about the date of sale - all to curry her favor and get the opportunity for priority cooperation next time.

But this contract...

It would be fine if she was not allowed to interfere with the editing and not allowed to speak on public platforms without permission, but there was actually another rule...

"For the subsequent publication of "Stars", each episode must be reviewed by Party A before it can be published. This is to ensure the quality of the series. If Party A finds anything inappropriate, Party B must modify it immediately..."

Ye Kong chuckled and turned the page: "I want to see how much money you are going to give me before you dare to speak so arrogantly..."

I flipped through several pages before I finally saw the purchase price.

——On the basis of equality, voluntariness and negotiation between Party A and Party B, Party B transfers the copyright of the comic "Stars" to Party A at a price of , including the adaptation rights, distribution rights, etc.

Ye Kong: ...

Ye Kong thought he had seen it wrong, so he leaned closer and counted it again, and found that he was not mistaken, there were indeed eight zeros.

Three hundred million.

Ye Kong: ...

She flipped to the first page in one go and this time she saw the name of this stupid company clearly.

Wen Group.

Ye Kong: ...

She finally couldn't help it and burst out laughing, followed by continuous, uncontrollable laughter.

She knew why Qu Wu wanted to pass this contract to her. He wanted to make her laugh.

After she had laughed enough, she wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and her expression suddenly became indifferent.

The girl stood up, put the stack of contracts into the shredder, and went downstairs without looking back.

·

The CEO office of Wens Group.

After reviewing a pile of documents, Wen Rong sighed tiredly and pressed his shoulders.

The secretary who was sorting documents nearby immediately asked, "Do you want to go to the lounge and lie down for a while?"

"No, there's still a lot to do."

"You work so hard. We are so lucky to have a responsible boss like you."

Wen Rong said calmly, "I have to set an example myself so that they won't slack off at work." He sighed again and pinched his brows, "Tens of thousands of employees are waiting to eat."

The secretary smiled and said, "With your leadership, everyone will surely have a full meal."

"Then my hard work won't be in vain."

Wen Rong said, took a sip of tea, and suddenly asked: "By the way, has the Secretariat received a response to the "Stars" project?"

The secretary immediately made an internal call and asked the person in charge to come in and report.

After a moment, a young assistant came in, bowed his head and said respectfully: "I haven't received a reply yet."

Wen Rong frowned slightly: "How long has it been since our contract was sent out?"

"Three days."

"Didn't they see it?" Wen Rong pondered, "Why didn't they ask you to look up information about the Undead Demon?"

The assistant shook her head. "We can't find out. Her identity is well protected. We only found the address of the Huaye magazine's studio, but we have been waiting there for a few days and haven't seen anyone who looks like an immortal demon. It seems that she never goes to the studio."

After a pause, the assistant continued, "However, we all think that the other party should have read the email."

Wen Rong frowned even more tightly: "Why haven't you replied yet? Did you say you would meet to discuss in detail?"

"We wrote it in the email, but they didn't respond." The assistant's voice became lower. "We all agreed that the Undead Demon would not reply to us."

"……Why?"

“Maybe… not happy with the price?”

"Huh?" Wen Rong slammed his hand on the table, "You are really a person whose life is as fragile as paper and whose heart is as high as the sky!"

The middle-aged man had only been sitting in this position for a short time, but he was already full of majesty. His angry look was completely different from his previous gentleness and amiability, and the young assistant was so scared that he didn't dare to raise his head.

After watching the assistant bury his head in the ground for a while, Wen Rong finally calmed down a little. He raised his head and said, "So, the emails I asked you to send were read but not replied. You couldn't find any clues about the things I asked you to investigate... Since you haven't accomplished anything, what are you doing here in the secretarial office with the high salary I give you? Just eating and waiting to die?"

"It's not like we don't have any clues at all!"

The assistant was sweating profusely and said quickly, "We just got the news! They said Huaye Magazine is planning to rent a floor of the office building as a studio!"

"Huaye Magazine?" Wen Rong asked, "What is that?"

"..." The assistant was speechless for two seconds, "It is the only publication channel of "Stars". This magazine has become famous recently. In addition to "Stars", there are several good comics being serialized. Some people say..."

"Alright, alright, just know the key information, no need to waste more time and words." Wen Rong said sternly, "You are my secretaries, you should learn to be concise and get to the point! Otherwise, I have so many documents and reports to review, am I going to just sit here and listen to your nonsense for so long and then get one piece of useful information?"

“…” The young assistant remained silent again and just lowered his head even deeper.

"Since they want to choose an office location, then we will give them one." Wen Rong said contemptuously, "Don't we have more floors at the old site of our company's building? Forget about one floor. We can give them three floors without rent."

He said to his assistant, "Go and contact him. As long as he's interested, immediately put forward the conditions. You must meet the Undead Demon!"

The assistant was nervous for a moment: "But the old site is about to be demolished, isn't it? And it's far from the city center, it's in the suburbs."

"So what? Aren't there still a lot of companies there?"

"But those are either shell companies or telecom frauds."

"Why are you talking so much?! The housing prices in Yuzhou are so high, are they really planning to find an office building in the city center with a rent of hundreds of millions? It's just a magazine company and a small painter!"

"..."