"Mr. Li, we are going to serialize this novel in Ming Pao Evening News. I wonder if you may submit the manuscript on time?" Jin Yong, who had finished reading the manuscript for a while, asked Li Xuan.

Evening News? Li Xuan was worried, could he not go to the Morning News? But when he thought that the Morning News was the main focus of Ni Fu's "Wesley" and he was relieved. The book is now popular, and Ni Fu is still a typographical man, so he has basically never stopped writing. Even if Li Xuan went to the Morning News, he could only hide aside as a foil. However, there were no major novels in the Evening News. Wen Rui'an opened a poetry club in Taiwan. As a result, he was invited by the police station to have tea every few days, which led to his "Shenzhou Weir" series being intermittent in the Evening News. It was just right to take his place in the evening newspaper.

"Yes, I basically guarantee that 6,000 words per day is not a problem." Li Xuan thought it through and quickly patted his chest to promise that if he was not afraid of being scared, he would have wanted to say 10,000 words.

Although the number of words "so many?" seems to be very low in Li Xuan's opinion, Jin Yong was frightened by Li Xuan. These days, not many people can code 6,000 words every day. But when I turned around, I felt relieved. He had seen even more powerful ones, that is his good friend Ni Fu. When this guy wrote "Wesley", he wrote for seven days a week, writing tens of thousands of words a day, and he was all purely handwritten. When he thought of this, Li Xuan's 6,000 words was not a big deal.

After thinking it through, Jin Yong was not surprised and continued, "That's it. By the way, Mr. Li, let's discuss the royalties. I wonder how about this thousand words 50 yuan?"

50 yuan for a thousand words? Li Xuan was worried. This was not beyond Li Xuan's expectations. He had known Jin Yong's stinginess. If a new writer like him was like a famous writer, it would be about 40 yuan for a thousand words, and those famous writers were only 100 yuan. But his book has more than one million words, and the writing style of the whole novel is definitely not inferior to those famous writers. Can those new writers compare?

"Thousand words are 60, Mr. Cha, you also know the quality of my novel, and I guarantee it has more than one million words."

Li Xuan didn't dare to mention too much. After coming to Hong Kong for half a year, he realized that Hong Kong's martial arts novels have not yet declined. Among the four heroes of Jin Liang and Gu Wen, except for Jin Yong who had won the pen six years ago, everyone else is still writing novels. Wen Rui'an will not talk about it. Liang Yusheng just published his "The Legend of the Sword and Love" in the "New Evening News", and Gu Long has just finished writing "The Legend of the New Moon". There are many people who write novels in Hong Kong now, so it would be bad if they mention them too high and scare people away.

"Okay, Mr. Li, that's it." Jin Yong returned happily.

Yes? What's going on? Jin Yong's stinginess is famous, and Li Xuan is planning to bargain. Why did Jin Daxia agree so easily?

"In addition to discussing the newspaper with you, I will also send you the 100,000-word manuscript fee, but now I can also give you the 20,000-word manuscript fee." Jin Daxia said, then took out an envelope from his pocket and placed it on the table, then took out his wallet, took out two hundred Hong Kong dollars and put it on the envelope and pushed it towards Li Xuan.

"Mr. Li, please dot, 7,020 together." said Jin Daxia.

Li Xuan was excited. This was the first step he took in his dream. Now he finally made money. He took up the envelope with both hands. Li Xuan opened the envelope, took out the Hong Kong dollars inside and started counting. It was not that he didn't believe in Jin Yong, but that Li Xuan realized the first step in his dream. He was so excited.

"One, two, three, four, five, six, seven!" Li Xuan's face turned red and counted the Hong Kong dollars in the envelope. Although the number of tickets was small, the denomination was large, all with a denomination of one thousand. He picked up the two hundred Hong Kong dollars on the table.

A total of 7,020!

"Thank you, Mr. Jin, the number is correct." Li Xuan was so excited that he called Mr. Cha to Mr. Jin.

Jin Yong, who was still smiling, didn't care about these things, so he took out two more documents and said: "It's fine, come on, sign the newspaper contract and the royalty receipt."

Li Xuan suppressed his excitement and took the document and looked at it. Well, there was no problem, and he would not believe that Jin Daxia would deceive him for this little money. You should know that later, when the mainland Tang people filmed "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", the starring Brother Hu had a car accident, which delayed the filming of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", which made the filming rights expired. After Jin Yong found out, he extended the filming rights of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" for one year without saying a word. That was hundreds of thousands.

Looking at the documents signed by Li Xuan, Jin Yong smiled and checked them, then put them in his arms, and then said to Li Xuan: "Mr. Li, then my business will be done. There is still something to do in the newspaper, so I will go back first. Happy cooperation!"

"Ah" Seeing Jin Yong leaving so happily, Li Xuan was surprised, but immediately responded and said, "Mr. Cha walked slowly, the cooperation is pleasant, the cooperation is pleasant." He said that, and quickly stood up and sent Jin Yong out.

He walked to the door, but it was still raining outside. Seeing that Li Xuan had signs of sending him out, Jin Yong hurriedly said, "Mr. Li, stay, if the rain is too heavy, don't send him. Your novel will be reported the day after tomorrow. I'll give you my goodbye when it comes to Mingxuan." After that, he patted Li Xuan's shoulder twice and opened the umbrella and rushed into the rain curtain.

Seeing Jin Daxia getting into a white sedan on the side of the road, Li Xuan's excited heart, standing at the entrance of the tea restaurant, slowly became cold. The future is right in front of him, and he needs to work harder! After saying that, he patted his pocket, and the envelope full of Hong Kong dollars was still lying inside.

Seeing the car leaving, Li Xuan's hand clapping his pocket suddenly became stunned. Something was wrong.

It was over, and Li Xuan suddenly found himself stupid. He paid 100,000 yuan in manuscripts, but Jin Daxia came to pay the manuscript fee, and the envelope contained a total of 7,000 yuan.

Isn't this what it means?

Li Xuan wanted to slap himself twice to death. Why didn’t he bargain with such a fool? No wonder Jin Daxia ran so fast later. How could anyone who took advantage of him not run fast?

You missed guy!

"Bang"

Li Xuan was slapped heavily on the back of his head
Chapter completed!