Wen Yao thought in her heart that she would refuse the big cake, and she didn't want to compromise easily.
She knew her story had value and deserved better.
"I hope there will be a clearer way to calculate royalties and more control over copyright. After all, this is the result of my hard work," Wen Yao said firmly.
Pang Dahai frowned slightly. He didn't expect Wen Yao to be so persistent.
But he also realized that this young girl seemed difficult to deal with.
"Okay, we can talk about it again, but you also have to consider the interests of the newspaper." Pang Dahai said.
"Come on, you're just an employee, why do you have to consider the interests of the newspaper? The newspaper is owned by your family," Wen Yao couldn't help but complain in his heart.
"Editor-in-chief, the only thing you can compromise on is that the novel will only be published in our Longcheng Evening News, but the copyright belongs to you alone, and the royalties are calculated per word, which cannot be confused with your salary," Wen Yao said firmly.
Pang Dahai was silent for a moment, obviously weighing the pros and cons.
Finally, he nodded and said, "Okay, Wen Yao, let's do as you say, but let's make it clear that your novel can only be published in our Longcheng Evening News."
Wen Yao was delighted. She had never thought that she could get such good conditions. "Thank you, editor-in-chief. I will definitely work hard on my creation."
Then, the two discussed the specific details.
Wen Yao asked for a fee of 10 characters per 껜字, but Pang Dahai thought the price was too high. After some bargaining, they settled at 5 characters per 껜字.
Wen Yao counted on his fingers and calculated in his mind, "This chapter has more than 4800 words. Rounding it off, it's equivalent to more than 20 yuan for one chapter..."
Hey, it's true. It's almost as much as her half month salary!
Pang Dahai took the negotiated contract to see the president and editor-in-chief.
Half an hour later, he came back.
"The president has agreed, we can sign it!" said Pang Dahai.
He was very optimistic about the novel written by Wen Yao, and he had just spent a lot of time and effort to get the president to agree to sign a contract.
After Wen Yao signed the contract, he felt extremely excited and satisfied.
She knew very well that this was just a contract, but also a stepping stone for her to become a rich woman again.
Later, when she has money, she will set up a media company to bring all the excellent works of later generations to the screen of this era.
She wants to become bigger and stronger, become a rich woman, and live a wonderful life!
Wen Yao did not disappoint Pang Dahai. In just half a month, the sales of Longcheng Evening News surpassed that of Longcheng Information News.
Pang Dahai also opened up a new large section for Wen Yao's novels, and the title of the daily short story was changed to the "Legends of Jianghu" series of stories.
At one time, it was the signature column of Longcheng Evening News, attracting the attention and love of many readers.
Wen Yao, whose pen name is "Dai Jin Zhibi", has also gained a large number of loyal readers with his "jianghu legend" stories.
In the evening, Wen Yao accompanied her mother for dinner.
"Yaoyao, your Grandpa Qin will celebrate his 70th birthday tomorrow. You can take a break and go with him!" Wen Guoqiang reminded.
"Got it, Dad." Wen Yao responded with a smile.
In fact, she still felt a little repulsive in her heart. After all, she really wanted to see Qin Yu and Zhao Hongmei's faces.
The next day, Wen Yao followed her mother to Qin's house.
She was wearing a pink floral dress today, with her long hair tied up in a bun on top of her head.
When Yu Min saw Wen Yao coming, she held her hand affectionately and praised her outfit for a while.
Wen Yao smiled politely and pulled her hand away from Yu Min's hand in a casual manner.
"Aunt, you really deserve the prize"
Qin Xiao held Zhao Hongmei and greeted Wen Guoqiang and his wife.
When Zhao Hongmei saw Wen Yao, she took Qin Xiao's hand and hugged her tightly.
"Yao..."
Qin Xiao was just about to say hello to Wen Yao when he saw Wen Yao ignore them both and walk towards Old Master Qin.
"Yaoyao is here. She's getting more and more beautiful." Grandma Qin smiled when she saw Wen Yao.
"Hello, Grandma Qin." Wen Yao walked to Grandpa Qin and handed him the prepared gift.
"Happy birthday, Master Qin. I wish you good fortune as vast as the East Sea and longevity as great as the South Mountain."
"Hey, who are you?" Grandpa Qin stared at Wen Yao, looking left and right, and asked.
Mr. Qin has Alzheimer's disease and no longer recognizes the people around him.
"She is Yaoyao, the granddaughter of Old Wen," Grandma Qin pointed at Wen Yao and said to Grandpa Qin.
"Oh, I know, it's your future granddaughter-in-law! Come and sit next to you," said Old Man Qin, pointing to the seat next to him.
Wen Yao's grandfather and Qin's grandfather were old comrades-in-arms for many years. The two families had a close relationship and lived in the same compound, so when Wen Yao was young, he always went to the Qin family to play.
Before Grandpa Qin fell ill, he always joked with Grandpa Wen about arranging a marriage for Wen Yao and Qin Xiao.
"Grandpa, 놖놊 is your granddaughter-in-law," Wen Yao explained hurriedly.
Lin Yun and Huo Zhenting also came to wish the old man a happy birthday. Hearing the old man's words, Lin Yun hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Grandpa, Yaoyao is now your daughter-in-law."
Qin Xiao widened his eyes upon hearing this and stared at Wen Yao.
Seeing this, Zhao Hongmei pulled his sleeve.
Qin Zhonghua and Yu Min felt a little awkward standing aside, but the most awkward and relaxed person was Zhao Hongmei.
At this time, her face was so red that blood seemed to drip out.
When she celebrated her grandfather's birthday today, he didn't treat her well, and she still feels aggrieved!
"Little Woah, where's Little Woah?" Old Man Qin asked, looking at the person next to him while wearing his reading glasses, as if he hadn't heard anything.
Hearing this, Qin Xiao hurried forward and held Grandpa Qin's hand, "Grandpa, you are here."
Old Master Qin held Qin Xiao's hand with one hand and Wen Yao's hand with the other, and put their hands together.
"Little 꽭, when are you going to marry Yaoyao? Grandpa wants to hug his great-grandson."
Wen Yao frowned and quickly pulled her hand away, "Grandpa, I'm already married, don't mess with me."
Qin Yu's face was also extremely embarrassed. When he saw Wen Yao trying her best to distance herself from the matter, he felt inexplicably comfortable.
Qin Xiao stood up and took the aggrieved Zhao Hongmei to the front of Mr. Qin, "Grandpa, this is your grandson's wife, she is Hongmei..."
Upon hearing this, Master Qin looked at Zhao Hongmei and said, "Nonsense, she is Yaoyao."
After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and went to look for Wen Yao.
"Where's Yaoyao? Why didn't Yaoyao come?"
Wen Yao walked to Chen Lan's side somewhat leisurely, wiping the back of her hand that had just been touched by Qin Xiao on her clothes.
Lin Yun wanted to say something, but Huo Zhenting grabbed his arm and said, "Master, you are a jerk now."
Qin Zhonghua saw that the scene was a bit awkward, so he quickly walked to Old Man Qin's side and said with his head down, "Dad, the guests are here, please take a seat!"
Old Master Qin was still looking around for Wen Yao. After hearing what Qin Zhonghua said, he shook his head and said, "Yao Yao hasn't come yet!"
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