Lin Qiaoqiao looked at the two thick bundles of RMB handed over to her, weighed them in her hand, and then gave them to Qin Fang to count the money.

Qin Fang actually sat down and counted them. He looked quite handsome with his serious look.

Director Sun was watching and suddenly had an idea, "Brother, don't you want to act in a TV series? I see your figure and face are perfect for it!

Otherwise, why don't you join the crew and act? As for the salary, we can still discuss it. The more I think about it, the more I think this is a good idea!"

Wang Le laughed non-stop beside him, and after the effect was achieved, he said to Director Sun, "You want Director Qin to act in a TV series for you? Will the thousands of people in the steel plant let you go? The country won't let you go either."

Director Sun then remembered that he had forgotten something. He looked at Qin Fang and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, I just said it out of my own will."

Qin Fang had already counted one bundle and opened another one casually. "I have no interest in filming a TV series. I will pretend that I didn't hear what you said just now."

Director Sun immediately felt a sense of pressure. This person was not simple, definitely not simple. The aura he exuded was overwhelming, which was something an ordinary factory manager could not do.

Wang Le smiled and said nothing more, then picked up the cup and drank some water.

After the contract is signed, we just have to wait for the printing factory to print the book, and then if the TV series is released and sells well, we will make a lot of money just thinking about it.

By then he will definitely get a lot of commission. The more he thinks about it, the more beautiful it becomes and he even wants to hum a song.

Qin Fang counted the other bundle of money, which was exactly 20,000 yuan, and nodded at Lin Qiaoqiao.

Lin Qiaoqiao really didn't expect that she would get 20,000 yuan this time. Even when she is rich, she will never think that the money is too much, and of course the more money the better.

"It's getting late, how about we go to the state-owned restaurant for a meal? If you come, we'll treat you to a meal!"

Wang Le put down the cup and stood up, "Then I'd rather obey you than be polite. And you told me before coming here that you have to reimburse my travel expenses!

Of course I won't let you sign up, but having a good meal is always okay, right?"

Lin Qiaoqiao, "Okay, okay, okay. I'll arrange it for you according to the highest standards. Is that okay? Editor Wang?"

Wang Le, "Then I want to eat spare ribs and braised pork today, and I'll have a good fish too."

Lin Qiaoqiao, "I really didn't realize that Editor Wang is such a foodie. I'll satisfy you no matter what you do, but I don't know how good your cooking skills are."

Wang Le smiled, "As long as it's meat, how can it not be delicious?"

They chatted and laughed all the way, left the guesthouse, and walked to the side. The state-owned hotel was about three or four minutes away.

After entering, we asked for the largest private room there and arranged the people in first.

Qin Fang was responsible for ordering dishes at the counter and specifically asked the chef to re-cook them because some dishes were ready-made and freshly cooked dishes would definitely be delicious.

Wang Le was sitting opposite and happened to see Lin Qiaoqiao. When she was standing, nothing could be seen, but when she sat down, her belly looked quite big.

"When is the due date?"

"At the end of February next year."

"It was still a bit cold back then, so you need to keep warm during confinement. My wife didn't keep warm during childbirth, and her waist aches whenever it's cloudy or rainy."

"Okay, I know."

"So will you have time to write a novel next year?"

Lin Qiaoqiao thought about the situation at home. Her brother-in-law and sister-in-law were both in school. Who would take care of the children? But she could ask the little white fox to help.

"If I had time I would definitely write, but it's impossible in the next six months."

Wang Le felt it was a pity, because it was not easy to meet a good seedling. This martial arts film was very popular and had reached a very high level. They received many letters from readers every month, all of which were their impressions after watching the film.

Some even strongly suggested writing a second part. Anyway, there are all kinds of things.

Some even directly asked for the author's address, hoping to have in-depth communication and become pen pals. Of course, they did not give out the address.

Qin Fang returned to the box and sat next to Lin Qiaoqiao.

"The dishes have been arranged. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

Wang Le clasped his hands together and said, "I'm sorry for your expense. I'll treat you guys to a meal next time we go to the provincial capital."

Lin Qiaoqiao couldn't help but tease, "Are you also returning the invitation according to our standards?"

Wang Le waved his hands, "That won't do, that won't do, my monthly salary is only a few, unlike you, one is a great writer, the other is a big factory director.

I am just a small editor, earning only 100 to 80 yuan a month, and having to do so much work every day. I think life is too difficult. I want to quit, but I don’t have any special skills, so I can only muddle along in this position.”

This made everyone laugh. Everyone has unhappy experiences in life, and we just have to get by.

The waiter brought the dishes up quickly. Since they were freshly cooked, they were hot and the taste was pretty good.

We ordered 10 dishes in total, all served on the largest plates possible, filling up the entire table.

Wang Le was very satisfied looking at the table, "Okay, you two are quite open-minded. I haven't had such a feast in a long time!"

Lin Qiaoqiao, "Then you can eat more and pack up the rest to take back."

Wang Le nodded, "Okay, let's take it back. It's such a good dish, so it doesn't matter if we eat leftovers tonight."

It was already past 12 noon when the meal ended.

Qin Fang had to go back to the factory to continue working. He had only taken a morning off, so when the waiter was moving the things in.

"I have something else to do this afternoon, so I won't chat with you guys. We can have dinner together next time if we have the chance!"

After hearing this, they all stood up at the same time.

Qin Fang, "No need to see me off, we'll just go back and drive away."

Wang Le, "Well, we'll see you next time!"

Lin Qiaoqiao waved her hand, "I'll see you if there's a chance!"

After leaving the state-owned hotel, they returned along the same route and went back to where they parked to get their car.

The moment she sat in the car, Lin Qiaoqiao relaxed completely. She took out the money from her bag and threw it back into the space.

"I didn't expect the copyright to be sold for 20,000."

"I didn't expect it either, but since it can be made into a TV series, it's worth the price."

Lin Qiaoqiao leaned back in her chair and fantasized, "The male lead looks quite handsome in the photo. I wonder what he'll look like in ancient costume. I just gave some suggestions.

The heroine is quite pretty, looks young, and her name is not familiar.

Do they sound familiar to you? Their names?"

Qin Fang, "The two people you picked are not simple. They were very popular in the 1980s, but they are just small-time actors now."

Lin Qiaoqiao was quite surprised. "If that's the case, then wouldn't the TV series be a huge hit?"

Qin Fang nodded, "About the same! They are both talented actors, and we'll know the response when the TV series is released."