"Humph, you all have your own ideas. Just get married. It will be fun if the girl's parents don't agree."

"Mom, you hope I'm okay."

…

Fu Huaiyi's holiday has been set, on the third day of next month. It's already the end of the month, and there are only a few days left, so they found time to buy the tickets.

I splurge again and buy two plane tickets.

Looking at the plane ticket that cost more than one hundred yuan, Lin Yuyao felt distressed.

"Where did you get the money to buy the plane ticket? Aren't you broke?"

"I just got paid."

"Aren't you making two hundred dollars a month?"

"Yes, I got a little bonus from completing a mission a few days ago, and it's just enough to buy a plane ticket."

Lin Yuyao's mouth twitched.

So this is all the salary and bonus spent at once?

"Once we buy a house, we'll be out of money. You have to save money. I only make 100 yuan a month, and my royalties are paid every three months. I'll go home with nothing."

"It's okay, I still have money."

In the end, he took out a thousand dollars.

Lin Yuyao was puzzled, "Where did you get the thousand? Didn't you say you spent it all on buying a house?"

"It's the share of money given by my aunt."

Lin Yuyao: “…”

I don’t know when the wedding will be yet, but I’ve already paid the gift money.

Fu Huaiyi smiled faintly and said, "Don't worry, I won't let you down, and I won't let our parents down either."

This is just where we are, it’s just our parents.

She really didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

Fu Huaiyi stuffed 500 yuan out of the 1,000 yuan into Lin Yuyao's pocket, and kept the remaining 500 yuan, preparing to buy some good wine and cigarettes for his father-in-law, and a piece of flowered cloth for his mother-in-law.

The bags made by Yaoyao and the small clothes she sewed herself are very beautiful. I guess my mother-in-law is also good at needlework.

I don't know what style she likes, so I'll just grab a piece of popular floral fabric and let her make it herself.

I bought two bags of goat milk powder, but I don’t know if they can get used to drinking it.

Buy two bags of toffee. This one is sweeter and it’s not available in the countryside yet.

Lin Yuyao was at work, so he took advantage of the weekend to buy all kinds of gifts.

I couldn’t get all of it on the first trip, so I sent it back to the car and went into the mall to get it a second time.

When passing by the men's clothing area, Pan Xiaohua also greeted him.

"Brother Fu, you bought so many things."

Fu Huaiyi didn't say anything, just nodded and left in a hurry.

A colleague next to her asked her, "That guy just now looked good, Xiaohua, you know such a good man."

Pan Xiaohua thought for a moment and said with a smile, "We were neighbors before, so I don't know him well."

No one responded to her, so she guessed they were not familiar with each other.

Today, Lin Yuyao received another call from the publishing house. Song Qin said that they had held meetings for two consecutive days and the higher-ups decided to license her book to overseas publishers free of charge and asked her what she thought.

Lin Yuyao heard that Song Qin's tone was not right and she seemed to be hesitant to speak several times.

"Sister Song, can I ask who came up with this?"

"Our president."

The president of the publishing house and the highest authority of Yunhua Publishing House.

"Why?"

Song Qin said: "The higher-ups want to help you open up overseas markets. Our Chinese culture is broad and profound, and it will also allow foreigners to broaden their horizons."

"If that's the case, then why do we need a free license?"

"Foreigners don't know what we are doing. They think we are backward and savage. If we want to open up overseas markets, we have to let them taste the sweetness first."

Lin Yuyao remained silent for a long time after listening to this.

At this time, Chinese people were indeed looked down upon, while developed countries overseas were superior.

But they have a 5,000-year-old cultural heritage, and she doesn't think it is inferior to any other country.

She would accept it even if it was cheaper. Is it just giving it to them for free if it's authorized for free?

"How many years is the authorization?" Lin Yuyao asked again.

Song Qin hesitated for a second before finally sighing and saying, "Fifty years after the author's death."

Lin Yuyao: “…”

Doesn't this amount to a permanent license, given away for free?

This is not right.

"Is it just my book, or...?"

"No, there are more than ten books in total, one for each author."

A dozen copies, perpetual copyright, that's a lot of money.

Not true.

That doesn't make sense.

If you really want to open up the market, three to five years of authorization will be enough. How can you grant permanent authorization?

Free of charge, permanent authorization. Any subsequent popularity of the work has nothing to do with the publisher or the author.

Yunhua Publishing House is quite famous, how could it do something that would ruin its own career?

Song Qin didn't hear Lin Yuyao say anything for a while, so she reminded her, "You still need to sign your consent before it can take effect. If you don't agree... forget it."

Her voice sounded tired and embarrassed.

I think he knew that this was not right, or it was too unfair to the author.

But this was a task assigned to her by her superiors, and she had to make the call.

"Forget it, I don't agree." Lin Yuyao said bluntly.

Song Qin also breathed a sigh of relief, "Okay, it's settled then. I'll report back to my superiors later."

After hanging up the phone, Lin Yuyao was also worried.

Fu Huaiyi came to pick her up from get off work, and on the way home, she told Fu Huaiyi about this.

"What do you mean by Yunhua Publishing House? Did something happen to them?"

"Who proposed this?" Fu Huaiyi asked.

"I heard from Sister Song that it was their president who proposed this."

President?

Fu Huaiyi frowned and thought for a while, then said, "There is no such thing as a free lunch. How can it be really free? I'm afraid he is secretly taking advantage of others."

Lin Yuyao's heart skipped a beat. "Is this true?"

"I don't know. I have no evidence. I just said that. You didn't agree, so who cares?"

"No, I didn't agree. I can accept less royalties, but I can't accept free."

Fu Huaiyi said: "The truth cannot be hidden. If there is any shady deal going on, something bad will happen sooner or later."

Lin Yuyao nodded, "That's true."

She thought that she was just a small-time author now, and if there was any inside information, it would not be something she could reveal.

This society is not what they think it is. Justice will definitely come and it will not be late.

Newcomers with no power or influence should be careful not to be caught and used as an example to scare the monkeys.

She's lucky enough to be able to keep her job.

Others have great ability to defend the scriptures.

When they got home, Fu Huaiyi showed her the gifts all over the floor.

"Look and see if you need anything else. I'll come back and buy them all at once."

Lin Yuyao was stunned for a while, "Why did you buy so much?"

"Not much. I didn't buy the pork elbow. I asked someone to buy some ham for me in the next city. It will probably arrive in two days. I think it will be enough with the ham. What do you think?"

Lin Yuyao's mouth twitched, "How do you know about the elbow?"

"this……"

"Lin Ping told you?"

Fu Huaiyi could only nod, "Yes, I went to see him when I returned to school a few days ago, and asked him what the son-in-law should bring when he comes to visit for the first time."