In a not too big apartment.
There isn't much unnecessary furniture and the furnishings are simple, but it's kept very clean. They even spray perfume regularly to keep the room smelling fresh.
I had a feeling that a distinguished guest was coming.
Zhang Mofei looked very formal and nervous. He went into the room, changed into a suit, tied his tie neatly, and sat upright in the chair opposite.
In terms of appearance and aura, Zhang Mofei is really too ordinary.
If you walk in an ordinary crowd, you will definitely be the type that will be subconsciously ignored.
But it is this seemingly ordinary person who holds the power to influence an entire planet...
Zhang Mofei didn't find anything to entertain the guests. He hesitated for a long time before he took the initiative to speak:
"This lady is... your sister?"
Sitting on the same bench with Su Ze.
Bai Fu was so angry at this guy that she laughed. What kind of look was that...
She took Su Ze's arm and smiled politely and elegantly: "No, I'm his wife."
Su Ze knew that Bai Fu and Chen Keqing had just inquired about the news.
He just pretended not to hear.
He added fuel to the fire and added on Bai Fu's behalf: "Well, my wife, but only... uh, I counted, it seems that she is the eighth wife."
Bai Fu smiled, but her face stiffened slightly.
The feeling of being undermined was indeed a bit unpleasant, but she counted silently in her heart and found that Su Ze was not talking nonsense...
Zhang Mofei nodded quickly and said, "I see..."
In his heart, he silently judged that Su Ze must be a wealthy man, otherwise how could he have so many wives, and every wife he brought out was so ridiculously beautiful.
Such a big shot, didn't even come to talk to him about his work...
Could it be that the sun rises from the west?
Zhang Mofei's mind was full of thoughts and confusion, and he didn't know where to start... It was obvious that he hadn't dealt with people for a long time and was no longer good at this kind of thing.
"Let me get this straight. I hope to purchase the copyright of your work..."
It was Su Ze who spoke first, speaking frankly, "But I saw your work, '14 Days Later', which is only half complete. So before I buy the copyright, I hope you can complete the story first."
I actually came here to buy the copyright. Oh my god, is today my lucky day? Zhang Mofei swallowed his saliva and said:
"It's not half the content. In fact, the novel is only one-third written. The really exciting content should be in the second half."
I don't give a damn about you... Su Ze complained inwardly, maintaining the elegance of a wealthy bourgeois on his face:
"Really? Actually, I have another request. I hope you can add a little personal spin to the story. I want you to design a fatal flaw for the murderer. As long as someone can find this flaw, it will be relatively easy to defeat him."
Zhang Mofei looked embarrassed: "I'm afraid that forcing some settings into it will affect the integrity of the story..."
He didn't finish his words.
Su Ze took out a thick envelope like a magician and said:
"This is a personal reward from me as a reader. I just hope you can make some minor changes according to my requirements."
Zhang Mofei picked up the envelope and took a look at it. His eyes became firm and he answered in a strong and resolute voice:
"I think adding a little story setting shouldn't be a difficult task for a mature writer like me...er, author."
The money in that envelope was almost all he earned from his entire creative career.
He didn't kneel down immediately in front of Su Ze because he had taken too many calcium tablets in the past two days and his knees were stiff.
Otherwise, I would have hugged Su Ze's thighs and shouted, "Daddy, love me again."
"As for the copyright fee, I'd like a buyout price... Hmm, one million is okay, right?"
Su Ze threw out a new sugar-coated bullet.
Zhang Murphy was visibly stunned for a moment.
In terms of purchasing power, one million here is equivalent to about 100 million.
This is a price that Zhang Murphy would never dare to dream of.
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