The sweetness of milk is not as sweet as yours

Chapter32

When he returned to the art gallery, Chu Xun saw Fu Zhengming behind Chu Yu, his face darkened, which matched the bruise on his cheekbones.

Chu Yu ignored him, and only said to the person in charge: "Go check the surveillance, and you will definitely find out who tore it up. Although it is not a real-name system to buy tickets, you must have left a phone number. No matter what, you must find the person. , it would be best if he could find the torn pages, if not, let him lose money."

"Okay, okay." As long as there is no fight, everything is easy to talk about, and the person in charge hurriedly went to the monitoring room.

He came back after a while, and the person in charge brought two security guards: "The person is still in the exhibition hall and has not left. It was torn by a child."

Several people looked for it all the way, and sure enough, the adult was still visiting with the child, and he didn't deny that he was approached by the venue, but he looked embarrassed and took out the paper clenched in his pocket: "Sorry, the child is too naughty, I will pay for it."

Chu Yu took the manuscript paper that was already like a rag, feeling extremely bad.

The person in charge naturally followed the rules and asked the parent to pay ten times the ticket price.

The parents couldn't stop apologizing after the compensation, which was very embarrassing.

Since the other party was so reasonable, Chu Yu naturally couldn't say anything more.

Chu Yu carefully folded the manuscript paper, and the three of them went to a nearby coffee shop.

Sitting down, just after ordering drinks, Chu Xun glanced at Fu Zhengming: "Mr. Fu, I have a word with my brother."

Fu Zhengming didn't argue with him, and got up to leave, but was held back by Chu Yu.

"Just say so if you have anything to say."

Chu Xun frowned: "Chu Yu, you must let an outsider meddle in our family affairs?"

Chu Yu paused every word: "He is my uncle."

Chu Xun turned his head impatiently and let out a sigh of relief.

Fu Zhengming patted Chu Yu's hand and said reassuringly, "It's okay, I'll just sit over there. When you finish talking, I also have something to ask Chu Xun."

Chu Yu had no choice but to let him go.

"You heard what the person in charge said today." Chu Xun took a sip of the coffee brought by the waiter. "I don't make much money from this exhibition. I do it more for the publicity of my mother's works. In fact, my mother is still alive. I told her at the time that even if you are a writer, you can't just blindly be high-minded, if you want to make a name, you have to use some publicity methods."

However, after he finished speaking, he didn't see the slightest sign of approval on Chu Yu's face.

"That's right, it's a way to collect money, otherwise how can a manuscript sell for 200 million?"

"Don't speak so harshly," Chu Xun said, "If I do this, you won't get any benefits at all? That's why I don't want to tell you about the exhibition. As for the manuscript, it's because Mrs. Qin really likes Mom." She came to discuss with me and bought the manuscript. And even if she bought the manuscript, the copyright is still with us. Aunt Liu has an electronic version, and I have already bought it. Copy it down. It will be published in the future, or even film and television, it will not hinder anything."

Chu Xun obviously didn't feel that he had done anything wrong, and even accused Chu Yu of being ignorant in his eyes.

"Brother, we can share the money for the exhibition and the 200 million for the manuscript equally."

"Equal split?" Chu Yu seemed to have heard some joke.

Chu Xun's face was also not very good-looking: "I know that my parents left you all the inheritance, but it's just the money in the bank card, two houses and the copyright, but I didn't say that the manuscripts and other bits and pieces were also left to you. Strictly speaking, we all have inheritance rights, and the proceeds of the natural manuscript should be shared equally among us."

He is like a lawyer, negotiating with Chu Yu here.For Chu Yu, those relics worth cherishing and remembering are just tools for him to collect money, which can extract the final value and suffer less losses and grievances in inheritance.

Chu Yu wanted to get angry at first, and even held the coffee cup tightly, but after glancing at Fu Zhengming who was sitting by the window not far away, he calmed down again, and when he looked at Chu Xun again, his eyes showed some pity: "Parents The legacy is left to me, and I know what they're thinking about."

"what?"

"Mom is an educator," Chu Yu rubbed the cup, "She once published a book on education, which collected the wonderful theories she lectured on children's education, including the topic of stocking. I You and you are both children raised by her. Since you were young, you have been very talented in learning, skipping grades, winning awards, going abroad, marrying equally outstanding women abroad, getting green cards, and immigrating. They regard you as a You are proud, everyone praises you for being promising. But I am different, I am a failure."

Chu Yu's eyes were red.

"My grades in elementary school and junior high school were also very good, and I was in the top five every time. But compared to your stable first place and even skipping grades, I am just an ordinary kid. Not to mention that my grades plummeted later, and I played truant and fight every day. The school is going to call them and complain."

After a moment of silence, Chu Xun said: "What are you talking about? Even if you are naughty and disobedient, they still love you the most."

"They are really unfair." Chu Yu paused for a moment and cleared his throat, "In their eyes, I am a useless child, I will not be as promising as you in the future, I will not make money, and I may have to pay for it." Sitting and eating nothing. But now I think, maybe all the money should be left to you, and I should not need their favor as much as you."

Chu Xun couldn't understand Chu Yu at all: "Chu Yu, what do you mean, you don't want to be cheap and act good. They love you the most and gave you everything. What's the point of saying this now?"

Chu Yu nodded, and stopped arguing with him: "You're right."

Chu Xun: "..."

Perhaps it was due to insomnia for too long, and his emotions and body had reached their limits. Chu Xun became more impatient, and glanced at the window: "Did you tell Fu Zhengming about the film and television business?"

Chu Yu ignored this question, adjusted his emotions, and tried his best to be calm: "Although I know you are not reconciled, but no matter what, we can't take advantage of the heat of their death to spend money. The money for the manuscript exhibition and sales I think you'd better donate all the money for the manuscript that went out."

Chu Xun: "Impossible."

"You don't have to donate if you don't want to. Didn't you say that we each have half, then I will donate my half, and then explain it on Weibo. At that time, you will see what netizens will say."

"Chu Yu!"

Chu Yu didn't look at him, took a sip of coffee, his eyes became more sore from the bitterness, his nose twisted up, and said: "I will hand over the film and television copyright contract to Uncle Fu that afternoon, and I have finished what I want to tell you , Uncle Fu still has something to ask you, I'll call him over."

Chu Yu looked towards the window, and Fu Zhengming stood up with just a look before he could speak.

Chu Xun's face was livid, but the matter did not end here.

Fu Zhengming is not a person who likes to talk nonsense. He took out the contract from his bag: "I have already asked someone to read it. On the surface, it seems that there is really no problem. I have a question about the copyright fee."

Chu Xun's pupils shrank suddenly: "What, what's the problem with the copyright fee? I've already negotiated with them. This is the starting price."

Fu Zhengming smiled: "Is it the current price in the United States? If it is 100 million US dollars, then there is no doubt about this contract. I can immediately ask Chu Yu and the teacher to sign it. But if it is 100 million yuan, now it is not even an ordinary Internet document." The price of film and television is more than this. I believe that in your heart, the works of Teacher Yuehua will not be inferior to the online articles with unsound writing logic. The film and television company must not pay much attention to the works sold at a low price of 100 million. I believe neither Chu Yu nor the teacher would like to see Teacher Yuehua's painstaking efforts being ruined."

"I don't know what you want to say, but it is indeed the price, I have to lie to you..." Chu Xun couldn't continue, and suddenly turned to look at Chu Yu, with anger, "Didn't I say that I won't let you Tell him about it?"

Chu Yu also wanted to get angry, but Fu Zhengming pinched his shoulder reassuringly.

"I also invested in the film and television industry in the past two years. I have dealt with people from this film and television company. I have contacted acquaintances on the way here. They promised to bring contracts that have not been replaced, and have a meal along the way."

Chu Xun couldn't hold on, and slumped into a chair with a gray face.

Chu Yu finally couldn't help asking the question that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time: "Are you so short of money?"