Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Evening, living room.

After Hong Zhenbo followed Jiang Bai and left, Tao Ge took out a money order from his bag and handed it to Zhang Xuan:

"This is the money paid by the Anchang Club last time you sold the manuscript of "The Wind", 500,000, keep it."

"Thank you, sister." This was the income from his labor, and Zhang Xuan accepted it without any courtesy.

"It sounds so nice. Call me again and hear it." Tao Ge teased him with a giggle.

Zhang Xuan pretended not to hear, holding the money order and looking left and right, feeling very comfortable.

Hey! 500000!

A poor boy who once could not afford to eat has already earned 500,000 by selling manuscripts.

How amazing! Zhang Xuan praised himself so much in his heart.

Seeing him enjoying himself with the money order, Tao Ge also smiled, opened his lips slightly, took a sip of tea and said, "Sister, there is something else I need to do here."

Zhang Xuan put down the money order and looked up at her: "Say."

Tao Ge said: "The first batch of manuscript taxes has come out. Guess how much money you have earned in the past three months?"

How much did you earn from royalties?

After three months, there is a big difference between the actual domestic sales and the newspaper. So far, only 2.16 million copies have been sold.

Even so, he also completed the transcendence of "White Deer Plain" and "Abandoned Capital".

As for the international market, the discrepancy is not much different from what was reported in the newspaper, with an actual record of 1.18 million copies.

He had read a report in his previous life. According to his vague memory, "White Deer Plain" brought Lao Chen 4.55 million in royalties. At that time, the cumulative sales volume of "White Deer Plain" was about 1.6 million copies.

There is another person who is even more ruthless, and that is the literary tycoon Lao Yu, who earned 14 million in royalties in a few years through his "cultural journey". With "Alive", he earned more than 20 million in royalties.

Zhang Xuan took this as a reference and after weighing it, he made a conservative guess:

"Domestic and foreign combined, is there 800 million?"

Tao Ge stretched out his index finger and shook it slightly from side to side: "Guess again."

Zhang Xuan raised his eyebrows: "Down or up?"

Tao Ge crossed his legs and said swayingly, "What do you think?"

Zhang Xuan glanced at her legs: "9 million?"

Tao Ge put down the tea cup and said in a louder tone: "Be more courageous."

Zhang Xuan's eyes widened: "Don't tell me that I paid tens of millions!"

Tao Ge nodded and shook his head: "It's less than ten million, but it's almost there!"

After finishing speaking, Tao Ge took out a document from his bag and gave it to him: "After three months, the cumulative domestic royalties are 6.31 million, and the international market total is 3.56 million, for a total of 9.87 million.

congratulations! He became a multi-millionaire at a young age!

Looking at the country, this is an incredible achievement! Sister is proud of you! "

Zhang Xuan tremblingly took the document and read it once, then a second time, and then a third time.

My hands are really shaking...

Exciting!

He never thought that "wind" would give him such a big surprise.

I think I originally wrote this book just to build my reputation.

To put it more selfishly, I just want to use the vulgar shell of a "literary man" to cover myself up, and use my status as a scholar to conquer the parents of both actors and actresses.

God's conscience, before he started writing, he never thought about making a fortune from writing.

Now I have been completely slapped in the face. The beating on my piapia is so painful and exciting.

As for the phrase "multimillionaire" in Tao Ge's mouth, ugh! It has long been out of fashion.

He has acquired 28 million pieces of land, and he is on the road to becoming a billionaire.

Zhang Xuan couldn't help being happy there, and Tao Ge didn't interrupt, just sat quietly drinking tea.

After slowly drinking two small cups, when Zhang Xuan finally calmed down, Tao Gecai continued: "The 9.87 million will be paid to you in the middle of next month, which is mid-August."

"Um."

"Hey, I thought you would continue to say thank you, sister." Tao Ge looked at him expectantly.

Zhang Xuan stretched, stood up and said, "It's late, let's go to bed."

After he finished speaking, he realized that he had made a slip of the tongue. He quickly slapped himself under Tao Ge's gaze and fled into the master bedroom.

Close the door and go to sleep.

What a fucking bitch. Zhang Xuan looked at his wife Zhou on the bedside, and slowly fell asleep while watching her.

The next day, newspapers across the country were covering the news again:

"Writer March became a new multi-millionaire with the phenomenal work "The Wind"! ! ! 》

"Congratulations March! Congratulations to the multi-millionaire! ! ! 》

"The Gold Digger in Words, a story that the multi-millionaire writer has to tell in March!" ! ! 》

"Analysis of the wealth code written by writer March!" ! ! 》

In the commotion, intellectuals and multi-millionaires were linked together. It was a feast, and all major media outlets across the country were vying to report on it, and they were all trying to get a piece of the pie.

An alley and a courtyard in the capital were filled with people at the moment.

For example, Lao Mo with big breasts and wide butt, Zhang Wen who lets the bullets fly for a while, and Da Gangya

A piapia packed with pretentious people.

Zhang Wen had just finished reading today's "Beijing Daily" when he suddenly said "Hey" loudly.

Seeing all the eyes in the room looking at him, Zhang Wen shook the newspaper in his hand and shouted in a loud voice to the old man from the capital:

"Hey! Look, Lao Wang, you've become a multimillionaire by reading the books in the toilet."

This is what I said...

The huge room fell silent for an instant.

Everyone looked at Zhang Wen and the newspaper in Zhang Wen's hand with strange eyes, and finally their eyes fell on Lao Wang who was at the head.

Mr. Wang from the capital had secretly read this newspaper report a long time ago. After forcibly calming down, he said with disdain:

"What I say is a book about cleaning toilets is a book about cleaning toilets. It doesn't change its nature just because it sells for tens of millions. I will buy a book later and put it in the toilet to use it as toilet paper."

"Hahaha" the room burst into laughter.

At this time, Da Gangya grinned and said: "Don't laugh, don't laugh. We, Lao Wang, are squatting in the toilet, planning to write a book that will sell hundreds of millions of dollars."

"Hahaha" the laughter in the room became even louder.

Someone asked Zhang Wen, "I heard that you wanted to film "The Wind" but you were rejected?"

Zhang Wen wiped his face: "Nonsense, you are just hearing this! How can I, Lao Zhang, be rejected if I come forward? I have decided to shoot this movie. If you don't believe me, just wait and see."

Lao Mo interrupted: "This movie should turn out well."

Zhang Wen glanced at the old king in the capital, quickly raised his hand and interrupted: "Shh! Give me some face, we can talk in private later."

"Hahaha"

The laughter in the room started one after another.

Shanghai Stock Exchange.

Zou Qingzhu hugged Du Shuangling's arm tightly and shouted sweetly: "Mrs. Qian Qian, I want to eat abalone."

Wen Hui looked down at the newspaper and said with a smile: "I want to eat big yellow croaker."

Then he added: "Two."

Du Shuangling glanced at the two of them with a look of joy on her face.

Shao City.

Mi Jian put the newspaper aside and was silent for a long time. Then he got up and went to the landline, picked up the receiver and pressed the phone number skillfully.

But when she reached the last number, she stopped again.

After about ten seconds, Mi Jian put down the phone, returned to the sofa, picked up the newspaper again and read it carefully.

Liu Yi, who saw all her daughter's expressions in her eyes, passed by silently. She quickly glanced at the newspaper and found out that it was a report about a multi-millionaire. She didn't take it seriously and quietly went back to do her own thing.

Former town.

In the fertilizer store, the clothes seller next door rushed in excitedly waving a newspaper and shouting:

"Kedong! Kedong! Your little daughter has such good taste, and your little son-in-law has become a multi-millionaire!"

Coincidentally, at almost the same moment, Ai Qing, who was in the hospital and had just come out from surgery, also received a call from her eldest daughter Du Jinling.

As soon as the call was connected, Du Jingling asked loudly on the phone: "Mom, did you read today's newspaper? Your little son-in-law has become a multi-millionaire."

"What? What did you say?" Ai Qing was shocked!

Du Jingling repeated: "Go and read the newspaper. Your little son-in-law has become a multimillionaire. People all over the country know it. Don't fall behind."

"Ah! Multimillionaire? Zhang Xuan became a multimillionaire???" Ai Qing's head suddenly exploded, filled with the buzzing sound of landslides and tsunamis.

"Yes! Go and read the newspaper. There is... in the newspaper."

Pia!

Before her eldest daughter could finish her words, Ai Qing had already hung up the phone.

He took off the stethoscope from his chest, hurriedly opened the door and went to the corridor and shouted: "Xiaohong, Xiaohong, bring me a newspaper."

"Xiaohong, Xiaohong, bring me today's newspapers."

After a while, Xiaohong came in with a pile of newspapers and said pleasantly: "Director, I'm waiting for your call."

Ai Qing couldn't wait to pick up a newspaper and asked: "So, you all know? I am the last one to know?"

Xiaohong said: "I know, we all know, everyone is still waiting for you to give out wedding candies."

Hearing this, Ai Qing took out 500 yuan from his bag without saying a word and stuffed it into Xiaohong's hand. He said grandly: "Go buy some candy quickly and close the door."

"Hey! Thank you, director." Xiaohong left happily.

Go to the village.

The owner of the canteen stood under the eaves wearing a vest and shouted to Ruan Xiuqin who was doing farm work in the fields:

"Ruan Xiuqin, Ruan Xiuqin, stop working, your son has become a multimillionaire!"

Ruan Xiuqin, who was preparing pesticides, was stunned and looked at the canteen owner blankly.

Ouyang Yong, who was carrying a sprayer on his back, was also stunned. He forgot to turn off the sprayer, and all the pesticides were sprayed out and onto the weeds.

When the canteen owner shouted, people at the intersection were alarmed and ran out to ask about the situation.

Less than a minute…

A group of men and women of different heights stood at the crossroads. They shouted to Ruan Xiuqin in the field:

"Ruan Xiuqin, you can throw away the pesticides and come back quickly. Your son has become a multimillionaire."

"Ruan Xiuqin, come back soon. It's a great event. Your son is rich and he's killing a worm."

"Ruan Xiuqin, come back and kill the pig. Your son will become a multimillionaire."

Ouyang Yong was the first to react: "Mom, they seem to want you to go back and kill pigs."

Ruan Xiuqin said blankly: "I heard it."

Ouyang Yong added: "Mom, they seem to be saying that my younger brother has become a multimillionaire."

Bang…

The pesticide fell to the ground and shattered!

Ruan Xiuqin covered her little heart and ran quickly between the field ridges with her legs rolled up.

Ouyang Yong took a look at the pesticides on the ground and wanted to ask, "Mom, does this pesticide still kill people?" But he didn't shout. The next second he emerged from the paddy field and ran towards the intersection with a sprayer on his back.

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