The President's Vampire

Lu Jie knocked on the door and entered the office: "Boss, the author has published a book." But he didn't even get a phone call from the boss, hiding his face in shame.

Chu Luo responded perfunctorily, concentrating on fiddling with the phone.

Lu Jie took a closer look, and instantly became embarrassing. The boss actually ordered the author's collection online.

Moreover, not only one book, but also every language has been ordered, how much is this collection addiction?

The online price is the reservation price, not the final published retail price. Just this deposit alone is worth less than a thousand dollars.

Lu Jie returned to the topic: "The person in contact with the publishing department is Liu Hao." He couldn't understand where the other party got the news and channels, so he took a ride that was sure to make money without losing money.

"Will Liu Hao know the author, or know the author through others?" Lu Jie urgently needed this clue, "Director Guo asked for help everywhere, and Feng Fan handed out an invitation letter."

After Chu Luo paid, the phone was placed on the table: "Next week's domestic grand ceremony?"

"Yes, big names from all walks of life gather here, directors cast roles, celebrities discuss new dramas, and the Eight Immortals Cross the Sea show their talents." Lu Jie almost forgot, and took out the invitation letter that was in the file.

"Who's going in the company?" The banquet was held in Shengshi two years ago, this year it's Fengfan's turn, and Lu Jie has met several economic people to talk about it.

"Feng Fan let the word out and invited the author of the novel, all kinds of people are tempted." Lu Jie said, "If Feng Fan wins the copyright, we will cooperate with the other party and we will still make money."

Chu Luo thought more deeply: "Feng Fan may not be willing to share a piece of the pie."

Lu Jie is confident: "The copyright fee is not a small amount, the author can't just want this money, and the lawyer is still in China."

"Do you think the author will let Feng Fan dictate?" Chu Luo knew Feng Fan's details too well.

"A lawyer is not a show." Lu Jie understood immediately, "Then don't send the company's artistes to cheer." It's a waste of time.

"The author shows up, shall we cut off the beard again?" Lu Jie secretly waited and watched, jumping his feet gracefully.

"Hmm." Chu Luo suddenly became suspicious. Liu Hao and the author know each other. It stands to reason that Liu Hao's interpersonal relationship is not complicated. Could it be...

Ling Yuan received a call from a lawyer at night, but he didn't respond to it. His eyes were focused on the computer screen, and the reminder of unread emails kept flashing, which was very eye-catching.

Reluctant to open it, the content is surprising, and you actually ask for a meeting?

"What date is Fengfan Entertainment's invitation?" Ling Yuan considered that if he had enough time, he would go once...

The special assistant called, and Ling Yuan hung up on the lawyer.

"Letter of authorization?" Oh, I remembered, a letter of authorization is required for Liu Hao to act as an agent for publishing books.

Putting the three things together, Ling Yuan checked the flight and booked a ticket for three days later.

"The letter of authorization and the first draft will be delivered tomorrow morning, and the price of the collector's edition will go up tonight, so I'll give you a small gift." Leave other matters to the special assistant.

Ling Yuan called Liu Hao: "I will be in China in a few days."

The relationship is good, Liu Hao is not in a hurry to ask for a power of attorney.

"Come here, I'll clean the house." Liu Hao hospitablely prepared a place for Ling Yuan to live in.

"Yes." Ling Yuan didn't plan to stay in a hotel from the beginning.

There is no need for the legal team to come back in a hurry. The award of the copyright of the novel requires professionals to draw up the contract.

When the plane arrived at night, Liu Hao drove to pick him up.

Along the way, Liu Hao said that he had settled the publishing business, that the price was kept to a minimum, and that the book number could be printed once the book number was established.

"The printing factory is a former fashion partner, and the quality is better than outside." People who are familiar with it know the basics, and Liu Hao will not change easily.

When he got home, Liu Hao ordered takeaway and ate some.

Ling Yuan took out two books: "One is the general system, and the other is the collection you want. There are no small gifts."

"No, no." Liu Hao's eyes lit up when he saw the book cover, "It's so delicate."

Open the outer film, carefully flip through two pages, one page with one illustration, the paper is harder than ordinary books, with dark lines as the background, the picture quality is like the reproduction of the scene in the book, this collection is absolutely worth the money .

"By the way, I'll transfer the money to you." Liu Hao was embarrassed to ask for nothing.

Ling Yuan said the number, the limited edition cannot be expensive.

Liu Hao transferred the account and picked up another paperback edition. Although the paper quality is not as good as the collection, and the illustrations are less, it is several grades better than the books on the market as a whole.

"I have to ask if there is any such paper." Liu Hao first said yes, "I can't find the original one, is there a similar substitute?"

"It's not too bad, the rest are bound according to the style of this book." Ling Yuan added, "The colors of the illustrations must be consistent, the time can be relaxed, don't worry, and the price can be raised."

"Okay." Liu Hao supervised the printing of Ling Yuan's masterpiece for the first time, and he was so happy that he didn't know his last name.

Ling Yuan: "There will be a comic version in the future, with full-color pages. If you want to be able to print in China without color difference, I will authorize you to do it."

"Me!" Liu Hao pointed to his nose, suddenly a pie fell from the sky, and he was half-confused.

"It's a win-win cooperation, but you have to talk to others, which is troublesome." Ling Yuan came here to save trouble.

Liu Hao first thought that Ling Yuan was looking for a job for himself, and he didn't feel disgusted in his heart, because his professional counterparts enjoyed it.

"Okay." Liu Hao raised his eyebrows happily, wondering if he should open his own publishing house?

"Take time tomorrow to find a lawyer to sign the contract." Ling Yuan will not keep Liu Haobai busy.

"You have the final say." Liu Hao was relieved.

Ling Yuan gave Liu Hao the authorization to publish this piece.

It was too late, Liu Hao didn't stay long, took his things and left.

Waking up in the morning, Ling Yuan went downstairs for a run. When he went upstairs and passed Uncle Wang's house, he heard a muffled sound, like a heavy object falling to the ground.

At first Ling Yuan didn't pay attention, and was about to go upstairs, when he smelled a special smell, he was shocked and turned to knock on the door, but no one answered for a long time.

Ling Yuan knocked on the neighbor's house opposite, "Call the police and an ambulance, something happened to Uncle Wang's house."

When the neighbor heard this, he was stunned for a second. Seeing that he had met once, the upstairs resident who still remembered him was close to Uncle Wang before, so he called immediately.

Ling Yuan's mobile phone number belongs to a foreign country, even if he can get through, it would be too time-consuming for the other party to ask.

Ling Yuan didn't wait for the police to arrive. It is not impossible to tear down the front of the anti-theft door. It would be very troublesome to explain it later. He ran downstairs to the door of the building, looked up at the positions of the balconies of each house, and climbed up by stepping on the protective net on the first floor.

"Be careful!" The neighbor ran outside and waited anxiously. A strong smell of gas wafted through the entire corridor.

In order to prevent accidents, the neighbors returned to the building and knocked on the door from door to door, "The gas has leaked, please don't make any sparks."

Each family went back to the house and closed the main gas valve, took valuables and ran downstairs, in case of an explosion, it would be even more fatal.

Ling Yuan kicked the broken window glass and jumped in. There was a strong pungent smell.

Uncle Wang fell at the gate, stretching out his hand as if to open the door. Uncle Wang's wife fell unconscious by the kitchen.

Ling Yuan opened the doors and windows to ventilate the air, and the neighbors also came to help and let them out one by one.

"The gas valve is not closed!" the neighbor said anxiously.

Ling Yuan turned back and closed it, and there were two dry pots on the gas stove.

The police and ambulance arrived and took the two elderly people to the hospital, where they were preliminarily determined to be gas poisoning.

Elderly people, when the weather just got cold, they stayed at home for a long time and couldn't stand the cold. Before the heating period, they wore thick clothes and didn't dare to open the windows. When they were old, their memory was poor. They watched TV or did something else. Yes, as soon as I interrupted, I completely forgot about the pot still sitting on the fire. This would not almost lead to tragedy.

Ling Yuan worried and followed to the hospital, paid the hospital deposit by swiping his card, arranged him in a double room, and went downstairs to buy porridge.

When he came back, he was already awake and was receiving an infusion.

"Xiao Ling, you're back." Hearing from the nurse that a young man had saved himself and his wife, the long-lost joy of seeing someone came to my heart.

"I came back last night." Ling Yuan asked the nurse if he could eat, and opened the bed table to take out porridge.

"Thanks to you." Uncle Wang regretted to death, and blamed himself, "I am old and useless."

"Let's eat, I'll buy what you want for lunch?" Ling Yuan took out a spoon for each person.

"I'm sorry to trouble you." It's embarrassing.

"Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. Make dumplings and eat them when they are done." Ling Yuan picked up some light-hearted topics to chat.

"Okay." Uncle Wang felt relieved, he was still that Xiaoling.

The police came to understand the situation, and they asked people from the gas company to come and check the pipe network.

"It's not that your family has a gas leak. There is a leak. Fortunately, the young people responded quickly." The police were very responsible and asked the gas company to check and repair the pipe network of the entire community to prevent serious accidents.

Ling Yuan called Liu Hao and asked, "Where is Su Zhai selling it? Don't be too greasy."

Liu Hao was so busy that he mentioned a place without asking any further questions.

Before Ling Yuan left, he told the nurse to take a taxi to buy food.

After waiting for an hour to get the meal, I took a taxi back to the hospital.

The driver looked at the passengers in the back seat frequently, and the more he looked at them, the more familiar they became, but he couldn't remember where he had seen them again.

"What?" There are flowers on the face?Ling Yuan resisted the urge to touch his face.

"Sorry, it looks familiar." The driver was caught and smiled awkwardly.

"The face of the public." Ling Yuan teased himself.

"Wow, you look better than those celebrities." The driver was not flattering, he was telling the truth.

Ling Yuan took it as a joke, and thought that he should wear sunglasses when he went out.

Go back to the hospital and go upstairs with the meal.

The driver left and stopped at the red light at the intersection. A certain fragment appeared in his mind in an instant, and he remembered it with a slap on his forehead.

"It looks like a magazine model plastered all over the wall in my daughter's room, can't it be a real person?" The driver felt a little regretful, so he should ask clearly, maybe he can get an autograph as a gift for his daughter.

After eating, taking medicine, and pouring water, Ling Yuan accompanied the two old people all afternoon.

"Go and do something, there are nurses here." Uncle Wang felt very sorry.

"I have something to do in the evening, I will leave around six o'clock." Ling Yuan had to go back to get the invitation letter, change clothes and go to the banquet.

"You don't have to come here at night." It's so uncomfortable that there is no place to sleep when you come here.

"Depends on the situation." It is really impossible to hire a nurse, and staying up for several nights will not affect Ling Yuan.

Liu Hao went to the printing house with the book, just one request, exactly the same.

The owner of the printing factory flipped through the books, found out the best paper in the library, and turned on the machine to print a few pages for comparison.

Liu Hao can be said to be picky and picky, and he can't have any flaws.

If the owner of the printing factory hadn't looked at the money, he would have kicked out Liu Hao.

Liu Hao talked about the business classics: "Once the book is published, it is of high quality and worth the money. I am afraid that others will not ask you to print it. This book is a living sign, and you will not lose if you are picky."

"You are the only one." The owner of the printing factory lost his temper completely.

That is, how can I say that as a boss, Liu Hao is proud: "The fat and water will not flow into the fields of outsiders, and take care of your business."

The owner of the printing factory snorted twice: "Thank you!"

"You're welcome, we will always cooperate in the future, the price of friendship." Liu Hao climbed up the pole.

The owner of the printing factory wondered: "I can't see that there are many outlets. Authors can get on the line. Why did they have to be a labor manager before? Are you still chasing stars at this age?" Tsk tsk, I didn't see it.

"Who hasn't had a crazy time before." Liu Hao recognized the reality, not that piece of material, "The country is too dirty, and I'm afraid of losing my virginity."

"Is it just you?" The owner of the printing factory looked around Liu Hao, "It may not be that someone will want to pack it up."

"Stop burying me." Liu Hao gave the owner of the printing factory a push.

The owner of the printing factory joked: "If you open a publishing house, the two of us will work together to eat the author's rice, which is a hundred times better than taking care of celebrities like a business man."

"It's a good idea. Let's see after this matter is over." The company still needs to recruit people, so Liu Hao hesitated.

The owner of the printing factory came up with an idea: "Or cooperate with the author of this book for a long time to win the domestic market and achieve exclusive authorization. Don't worry about other things, just run this line alone and get a lot of money just around the corner."

"You're right, this way you have more freedom." You don't need to manage the company, worry about employee salaries and benefits, and you can make money just by running errands. Compared with other authors, Ling Yuan is more powerful.

"We can also print posters and postcards in our factory." The owner of the printing factory made up his mind and wanted to take Liu Hao's boat.

"There will be in the future." Liu Hao didn't reveal more.

The owner of the printing factory heard Xiange's elegant meaning, grinning to the back of his head.