"You really have to meet him?" Zhen Tian didn't object. She and Zhizhi had been working together for so long and knew that not everything could go the way they imagined.
To make money or realize your dreams, there are some paths you have to take.
Her request for a meeting was nothing more than the simplest one.
"Um."
“Okay, it’s inconvenient for me to go to school, so we can only meet in S City.” In S City, a familiar place, I feel safe: “You talk to them. If it doesn’t work out, then forget it. I won’t sell the copyright.”
"Okay, sir, I'll go and communicate with them again."
"Um."
After hanging up the phone, Zhen Tian crouched down and quietly returned to the classroom.
Yang Tao stood in front of her, holding the notebook, and asked softly, "Who is it?"
"Editor, the comic's investors want to meet with me."
"Why would I want to see you? You're just a painter."
"I don't know, they said there might be something to discuss later."
"No, you'd better not go." Yang Tao's mind was filled with news from the news: "Is he going to take advantage of you at the drinking party, or try to sexually harass you or something? No, no, don't go. My crush isn't there either."
"It's alright. If that's really the case, no one can force me if I don't want to." Zhen Tian wasn't afraid. After all, she was a relatively well-known comic artist on a website, and the investors were only interested in signing her.
She wouldn't compromise herself for more money. The initiative was in her hands.
No matter what Yang Tao said, she was determined to go.
Finally, Yang Tao had no choice but to call Ye Qingyan, who was overseas.
"Hello……"
"Hello, hello..."
"Hey, this lousy net." Ye Qingyan had become much more irritable after being away for almost half a month: "This net is no good, I'll call you."
Switching to an overseas call made the conversation much smoother. The call charges were considerable, but Ye Qingyan didn't care about such a small amount of money.
"What's wrong?"
After the call went smoothly, Yang Tao quickly told Ye Qingyan about it: "Do you think Tian Tian shouldn't go? It's too dangerous."
“Well, that’s how it is in theory.” Ye Qingyan also tried to persuade her for a while.
But Zhen Tian was very determined.
She thought for a moment and said, "Then let's go. I'll ask Yuanyuan and Taozi to go with her and wait outside. I'll also prepare a few bodyguards for you. If you find anything wrong, you can rush in with the bodyguards."
"Huh? It's so complicated, why don't we just not go?" Yang Tao asked, puzzled.
"You're not going and not signing the contract?" Ye Qingyan thought it through: "Although a few million might not be a lot, it's money that Tian Tian earned with her own abilities, so why not take it? We still have to go."
Zhen Tian nodded in agreement.
Under Ye Qingyan's arrangement, the matter was settled.
Yang Tao sighed. Is this the confidence that money gives people?
She suddenly felt a little scared. There was such a big difference between her and Zhen Hong in terms of family background, ability, and fame. Could they really be together?
The editor's message came quickly, saying that the investor was coming here on business and could meet in S City.
While Zhen Tian was chatting with the editor, Jiang Wei received a phone call and said something to the person on the other end, but she angrily smashed her phone.
Zhen Tian and Yang Tao exchanged a glance, shrugged, and went about their own business.
The meeting with the investors is scheduled for the day after tomorrow, very soon.
That day, Yang Tao and Yuan Yuan, who had taken leave, sat in a bodyguard's car, a seven-seater van with four bodyguards inside.
As they watched Zhen Tian leave, Yang Tao called out from behind, still worried, "The code word is 'peach,' peach. Say 'peach' and we'll rush in!"
"Okay, don't worry."
Zhen Tian kept her phone in constant contact with Yuan Yuan Taozi. Whenever Zhen Tian sensed something was amiss at the dinner, she would simply say the word "Taozi," and they would rush in. This was their pre-arranged code.
With a backpack on her back and her phone in her hand, she followed the waiter to the reserved private room.
There was no smoky, alcohol-laden atmosphere as I had imagined. Inside, there were just a few uncles who looked to be around Zhen Lei's age, sitting there chatting.
Zhen Tian glanced around briefly and felt it was relatively safe.
"Who are you?" The man sitting in the main seat looked at her. "Young lady, did you come to the wrong room?"
“No.” Zhen Tian shook her head: “I was called here to discuss the comic book adaptation.”
"You're the comic book author, Sweet Tongue?" The same man spoke again, his expression slightly surprised.
"Yes."
Zhen Tian stood by the door, not moving.
"Ah, come in and sit down." The man stood up and greeted Zhen Tian: "I didn't expect that the author of such an excellent comic is a young girl. The editor didn't tell me either. If I had known, I wouldn't have insisted that you come alone."
"Hello." Zhen Tian greeted everyone present politely.
"Have something first, we're still waiting for someone." The man turned the lazy Susan on the table: "See if there's anything you want to eat, then order some more. Don't be shy, you and my daughter look about the same age."
In an effort to show goodwill, the man talked to Tian Tian quite a bit, and she did indeed lower her guard a little.
Yang Tao listened to the conversation in the car: "Don't you think this proves that this uncle is an expert? He actually tried to make Tian Tian lower her guard."
"Listen again." Yuan Yuan made a shushing gesture.
"Actually, our company has reached an agreement on the contract, and we would be even more happy if you were to draw it yourself." The man said, "The reason I didn't reply for so long was because I encountered some troubles at work, and the comic project was put on hold."
"If you agree, let's sign the contract." Sweetie didn't want to waste any more words: "I have class this afternoon."
"Wait a little longer. Actually, the main reason I met with you this time was to ask you to give me a special favor and see if my daughter could study with you."
Seeing Zhen Tian's confusion, the man explained again, "My daughter is also studying a related major, but I've spoiled her so much that she doesn't want to do anything. She'll be the one to inherit this business sooner or later. I thought I'd start by introducing her to this career through this comic adaptation, and she can also learn some drawing skills from you."
"I see." Zhen Tian understood. "Actually, it's just a hobby of mine. I'm afraid I can't teach your daughter."
"She's the one who's incompetent and causing trouble. If she were half as obedient and capable as you, I wouldn't have to worry about her."
"Dad, you're nagging me again. What's wrong with me? What's wrong with me? I got into an arts college!"
A girl's voice suddenly appeared in everyone's ears, and following the sound, everyone in the room looked over.
The waiter opened the door to the private room, and the girl's words just now indicated that she had overheard the conversation inside.
"Huh?" Zhen Tian exclaimed in surprise.
"Zhen Tian!"
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