Since he had decided to buy a car, Comrade Lao Du went to the unit early the next morning to find Mi Duan.
"Mi Duan, I've made up my mind. I'm going to buy the car."
"Okay, that car is really nice. Then you can take some time to prepare the money and hand it over to the finance department. You don't have to worry about the rest!"
"Okay, Mi Duan. I'll see if I can get the money together this afternoon. By the way, Mi Duan, you still need to contact that furniture factory we met last time. Your car needs some leather as well."
"Okay, I'll contact you later. How long do you think it will take?"
Mi Duan asked curiously.
"It's almost done. The wiring is already done. All that's left is the door panels being covered and molded. That'll be quick, maybe three or four days!"
"Sure. And please make sure all the accounts at the repair shop are in order. At the end of each month, go to the finance department to check them and they'll pay you. I've also talked to the finance department!"
When Comrade Lao Du was about to leave, Mi Duan suddenly remembered this matter, so he quickly called Lao Du and told him about it.
"That's great, thank you Mi Duan!"
Comrade Lao Du said happily. He hadn't expected Mi Duan to specifically contact the finance department to settle accounts monthly. You know, settling accounts at any time is always a headache, and it's common to have to settle accounts only once a quarter or even half a year.
Being able to settle accounts once a month can also make Comrade Lao Du breathe a sigh of relief. Otherwise, cash flow would be a big problem.
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For the next period of time, Comrade Lao Du was busy in the repair shop every day, modifying the Mi-section car, and the 212 he had just bought was also quietly placed in the repair shop for modification.
Also, all the game consoles at Lu Shengbao have been modified. According to Lu Shengbao, the effect is good. Many customers like to play with handles. Of course, some players still like to use joysticks and buttons, which they think is more comfortable.
These days, Du Chen would go to the gatehouse after school every day to check the mail to see if there were any letters from magazines. He was also eager to know if his brother Du Bin's illustrations were of any interest to him.
However, after more than half a month, he still hadn't received a reply. Du Bin had been feeling very depressed and negative these days. In his opinion, there was no hope.
Du Chen still held out a glimmer of hope. After all, the letter mentioned discussing publishing during the summer. Regardless, the magazine would definitely reply. If they had simply rejected Du Bin's illustrations, they should have written back to discuss publishing. The lack of a reply was actually good news; perhaps they were still researching the matter and preparing a response.
After school that day, Du Chen went to the concierge as usual. He actually found a letter on the concierge's table. Du Chen was a little nervous, wondering what the magazine's response would be.
Du Chen returned to the store with the envelope in hand, not opening it. He planned to wait for Du Bin to come back and open it himself. Whether the outcome was good or bad, Du Bin would have to accept it himself.
While Du Chen was helping his fourth aunt sell goods, Du Bin also came back from school.
"Brother, come here, there's a reply from the magazine!"
"Really? What's written in it?"
Du Bin asked nervously and expectantly.
Ding Miaomiao on the side looked at Du Chen nervously. She also hoped that Du Bin could succeed.
"Brother, I have a letter for you. I haven't opened it yet. Open it and take a look yourself!"
Du Bin excitedly took the envelope and carefully tore open the seal. Inside were two separate pieces of paper, and Du Bin opened one first.
"Hello, classmate Du Chen..."
"Chenchen, this one is yours!"
Du Bin directly handed the letter in his hand to Du Chen, and then opened another piece of letter, still praying in his heart.
"Hello, Du Bin. The magazine has reviewed your illustration and decided to use it..."
Seeing this, Du Bin felt like his heart was about to jump out of his chest, his throat was tight, and he couldn't say a word.
Ding Miaomiao, who was standing by, looked at Du Bin's expression and asked him anxiously.
"Du Bin, what's wrong? Did you pass?"
"I passed, I passed! I succeeded!"
Ding Miaomiao's anxious questioning made Du Bin react suddenly and he shouted out happily.
When Du Bin finally realized what was happening, he realized his legs were weak and his hands were still cold. He was too anxious.
"Great! Du Bin, you are amazing!"
Ding Miaomiao also jumped up happily to congratulate Du Bin.
"What's wrong? Miaomiao? What happened?"
Hearing the noise, Du Chen's mother came out of the house.
"Du Bin, talk to Auntie!"
Although Ding Miaomiao really wanted to tell Du Chen's mother directly, she was sensible enough to let Du Bin tell Du Chen's mother the good news in person.
"Mom! My illustration has been approved!"
"Really? That's great, son! Let me see the letter!"
Du Chen's mother was also very surprised and said to Du Bin. Du Bin also handed the letter directly to his mother.
"Brother, how much is your royalty?"
Du Chen was very curious about how much money Du Bin could make for drawing an illustration.
When Ding Miaomiao heard Du Chen's words, she pricked up her ears curiously to hear how much Du Bin's royalties were.
"Ah? I didn't read it. I just noticed that the manuscript had been approved, but I didn't have time to read further."
Du Chen was a bit amused, but he could also understand Du Bin. As long as the manuscript was approved, the money would come later. He was like that the first time around, too. The money didn't matter; as long as his work was published, he was happy. As he got used to it, he actually started to care about the amount of money he would receive.
Meanwhile, Du Chen's mother quickly glanced through the letter and returned it to Du Bin. Du Bin carefully tied the letter and folded it again, intending to keep it safe.
"Du Bin, why are you folding it up? Haven't you finished reading it yet?"
Ding Miaomiao reminded Du Bin at this time.
"Yes."
Du Bin was still very excited, so his brain was a little confused for a moment and he looked dazed.
"No need to look at me son, I'll tell you something!"
Du Chen's mother was also very happy, so she wanted to talk to ease her emotions.
"The magazine told you that your manuscript has been accepted. They really like your illustrations and plan to use all your illustrations in the book, just as Chenchen said. They've set the fee at 30 yuan per illustration. We'll discuss the details with the magazine when we get to Longcheng."
"Du Bin, you are awesome!"
After listening to Du Chen's mother, Ding Miaomiao turned around and praised Du Bin again. She really thought Du Bin was amazing, especially considering how much he had changed in the past six months.
It turned out that she and Du Bin were just classmates and had talked but not much. Later, because Comrade Lao Du and Comrade Lao Ding became friends and often had dinner together, she became more and more familiar with Du Bin and became friends.
"Thirty-one? It's about right. We can discuss whether it can be higher when we get there!"
Du Chen said at this time.
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