Siheyuan: Banggeng and I are classmates

The more Li Muhua questioned Feng Shengwen, the more frightened he became. He could feel that Li Muhua was striving for perfection in her work, especially in terms of ideas, and she wanted to strive for perfection in every aspect.

I secretly sighed in my heart that there was a reason why Xiao Xiao was able to write "Drawing Sword", and I became more optimistic about Li Muhua's future.

The two chatted for nearly two hours before walking out of the publishing house's gate and heading back to the compound.

The wind was freezing cold, but the two of them were still chatting while breathing out white air. When talking about literature, Li Muhua would inadvertently reveal many thoughts and ideas of later generations, which inspired Feng Shengwen and he echoed and applauded.

Walking into the alley, Feng Shengwen glanced at Li Muhua beside him, and his desire to win him over was uncontrollable.

"Muhua, I can apply to raise your royalties to 15 yuan, and I can also apply to raise your royalties based on the number of copies printed to 8%. This is already the highest royalties under our publishing house's current policy."

"As long as you promise me one thing." Feng Shengwen looked at Li Muhua with sharp eyes.

Li Muhua guessed what he meant and said directly: "Old Feng, you are so greedy. You want me to be a workhorse in the future, eat your grass and fodder, and send all the books I write to you, right?"

Feng Shengwen nodded and simply admitted, "I am very optimistic about you, and even more optimistic about your future works!"

Li Muhua smiled and replied: "Okay, I agree, for the sake of the manuscript fee!"

Feng Shengwen also smiled brightly, happy to have won over Li Muhua. The royalties were the publishing house's business, and being able to continuously publish excellent works for a long time was his achievement.

Public and private affairs should be clearly distinguished. Why shouldn't he use public money to do his own work?

As they approached the compound, Li Muhua first saw Yan Bugui's head sticking out. Under the light of the gate light, it looked very scary, as if a head had grown on the door.

"Editor-in-Chief Feng, you're back!" Yan Bugui came out to greet them.

Feng Shengwen smiled and said warmly: "It seems that I took Li Muhua out and made you worried!"

"Don't worry. Don't worry..."

The three of them walked into the yard, with Li Muhua walking in front, looking so majestic and imposing, looking down at the two brothers Li Aihua and Li Qinghua who were standing at the door.

Before they could ask, Li Muhua boasted, "Some people said that I couldn't understand Lin Hai Xue Yuan. I still remember the words!"

"I can only write a similar version of 'Drawing Sword' to prove that I can understand it!"

Li Aihua remained silent, not wanting to gain Li Muhua's prestige. Li Qinghua looked at Li Aihua with a smug look on his face, looking even more impressive than Li Muhua.

Feng Shengwen looked at Li Muhua and Li Aihua in surprise, then smiled and said, "So you have a motive for writing a book. Comrade, you should keep up the good work in the future and force him to write a few more books."

"Ok!"

Li Aihua snorted reluctantly, and actually let Li Muhua step on his face to install it. However, apart from the strangeness of learning, he was more happy in his heart.

Feng Shengwen looked at Xu Yan again, took out his work ID and said, "I am Feng Shengwen, the editor-in-chief of the editorial department of Youth Publishing House. I still need you to sign the publishing contract here."

After that, Feng Shengwen took out the contract from his briefcase and handed it to Xu Yan, who handed it directly to Li Aihua.

Li Aihua took the book and just as Yan Bugui was about to move closer, Li Muhua stopped him and said, "Old Yan, this is a contract with the publishing house and needs to be kept confidential. You can't read it!"

Feng Shengwen nodded with a smile to confirm this, and Yan Bugui reluctantly withdrew his head.

Everyone was watching Li Aihua flipping through the contract under the doorlight. When he saw the last column about royalties, he looked at Li Muhua and Feng Shengwen with surprise in his eyes.

Even without counting the number of words in the manuscript, the royalty fee for the number of copies printed alone is 432 yuan, which is no small amount of money.

Seeing his surprise, Li Muhua turned to look at Feng Shengwen and asked, "Old Feng, you changed your mind again in the alley just now, but it seems that you haven't changed it in the contract yet?"

Feng Shengwen slapped his head and took out the pen from his chest pocket.

Li Aihua said, "Editor-in-Chief Feng, please come in. You should go in and revise the contract!"

"Okay, let's go inside and write!" Feng Shengwen agreed immediately, followed Li Aihua to the table with a smile and sat down, the pen in his hand swished a few times.

Li Muhua held Yan Bugui at the door and told him how literary the publishing house was.

Anyway, he refused to let anyone enter the house.

Feng Shengwen added two lines of small words in each blank space of the contract, crossed out the original manuscript fee, stamped his own seal on them, and handed it to Li Aihua.

Li Aihua was even more stunned after looking at the small handwriting that Feng Shengwen had corrected. She handed it to Xu Yan and said blankly, "Mom, this handwriting can be signed!"

Xu Yan took the pen handed to her by Feng Shengwen and signed her name without looking at the contract again.

Feng Shengwen grinned as he took back a contract and put it into his briefcase, then put the pen back into his pocket and stood up.

"I will leave after the contract is signed. I will come back after the book is published. You must encourage him to continue to study hard and let him write books when he is free. He can write works at such a young age. His future is limitless!"

Xu Yan nodded. She had just returned to the courtyard not long ago, but she was bombarded with a series of messages from everyone. Her head was still dizzy.

Li Aihua agreed and said, "Editor-in-Chief Feng, don't worry. If he dares to be lazy in the future, I will beat him to death!"

Feng Shengwen nodded, picked up his briefcase and walked out the door. Yan Bugui chased after him and said, "Editor-in-Chief Feng, if you want to find Li Muhua in the future, you can go to Hongxing Primary School. I am a teacher at Hongxing Primary School. You can directly ask the guard..."

Li Muhua squeezed into the room and winked at Xu Yan and the others, "Mom, put this contract away first. Don't lose it!"

Xu Yan nodded and walked into the door with the contract. She came out again after a while. At this time, Li Muhua was surrounded by a middle-aged woman and others who praised him for his promising future and that he could write and publish books.

Li Muhua was surrounded by people and explained loudly: "I just had nothing to do after class, so I just wrote it casually. It's nothing..."

……

After a long time, the neighbors who came to congratulate were sent out of the house. Li Aihua bolted the door directly, and only five people from the Li family were left at the table.

“How many words did you write in this book?”

Seeing that everyone had a very curious look on their faces, even the usually cold Li Yujie was full of anticipation, Li Muhua felt that the humiliation he had endured for more than a month was worth it, and at this moment his smile was crooked like a Nike.

"Not much, not much, just over 250,000 words."

Several people looked at Li Aihua.

“205x15=3075+576=3651块。”

After Li Aihua finished her mental calculation, she tried her best to suppress her ecstatic voice and whispered, "Mom, our family is rich this time. According to the contract, we will receive 3651 yuan!"

After hearing what he said, Li Muhua forced herself to look indifferent.

"That's only the first batch that can earn me that much. If he copies books and sells them later, I guess he'll only get a few hundred bucks each time!"

"Will I still have money in the future?"

Xu Yan's face became even happier after hearing this, while Li Qinghua's mouth twitched with surprise.

"Of course!"

Li Muhua stood up and said proudly, "Remember what I said last time? If I make 100 yuan, I will treat our family to Quanjude roast duck."

"I didn't expect that I would make so much money with my first pot of gold. Once the royalties come in, we will go to eat at restaurants like Quanjude, Donglaishun, Emei Fangshan Laomo, etc."

"I want everyone in my family to want to eat our mom's cooking, and eat out until they vomit!"