Back at the apartment, Zheng Rongxuan opened the literary tribe again.

As soon as I logged in, I saw a new private message prompt, which is available every day. Zheng Rongxuan did not read it first, but opened the second chapter of the murder memories posted yesterday.

"As strong as ever, support the author!"

"Update, update, update..."

"It's really a great novel, but why do I feel the rhythm of a movie the more I watch?"

After reading some, Zheng Rongxuan suddenly saw this reply and couldn't help laughing. This guy guessed it was really good. We just wrote it according to the movie, not the rhythm of the movie.

After reading a few pages of replies, there are also good and bad things. Zheng Rongxuan has become accustomed to this. He is not a money-making money, so it is impossible for everyone to love it. Even if it is a perfect work, there will be people who like it and others who don’t like it.

When I opened the private message, there were still dozens or hundreds of letters inside. I looked down one by one, and deleted the useless ones directly. Suddenly, a private message jumped into my eyes, making Zheng Rongxuan's eyes lit up.

"Life is like a play, I am Guozi, editor of Wenxuetun Publishing House. Our company intends to publish your work "My Savage Girlfriend". Please reply after seeing the message, phone number..."

Zheng Rongxuan looked at the private message and touched his chin, and said to the Elf of the House God: "Help me find the information from Wenxuetun Publishing House to see if they are reliable."

There are not many people who write online novels who don’t want to publish them. Originally, Zheng Rongxuan hoped that one day would attract the attention of the publisher, but he didn’t expect that the surprise would come too suddenly. How long did someone discover the value of "My Savage Girlfriend".

Zheng Rongxuan remembers that in his previous life, "My Savage Girlfriend" was published after filming the movie. Zheng Rongxuan originally caught a film production company or director, but he had no connections in this regard. But now there is a publishing house that looks at it. Perhaps after publishing, there will be a director who will be able to see it.

"Wenxue Tun is not the largest among many Korean publishing houses. In the past two years, they have even had difficulties in their management because they have not had any general trends. If this continues, Wenxue Tun can barely last for less than two years."

Zheng Rongxuan felt very excited about the elves' words. After all, only such publishing houses can afford to share the money, and it is easier to talk about them. Those strong publishing houses may not be defeated by themselves as if they were a newcomer.

"I don't have time to class and need to write in my spare time. If you are really sincere, please call my phone to make an appointment." Zheng Rongxuan did not go up and rushed over. Since he knew your current difficulties, the one who was most anxious must not be himself.

After replying to the private message, Zheng Rongxuan called the merchant who bought the computer. Half an hour later, a laser printer was sent over. After Zheng Rongxuan paid 1.1 million won to the other party, he took it apart and then installed it after a while.

Zheng Rongxuan is not short of small money, but big money. He suddenly found another thing, which made him extremely moved. For that goal, he would spend an hour or two to operate international foreign exchange in the evening. Fortunately, he has tens of millions of yuan in his account now. As long as he persists for another month, it will not be very difficult to achieve his goal of hundreds of millions of dollars.

After opening the script in the D disk folder and the scores and lyrics of more than a dozen songs I wrote out, I typed them one by one, and then I saw that it was not too late. Zheng Rongxuan put them all in his backpack and went out with the key.

"Is life like a play? I didn't expect you to be a student, and I hope you didn't disturb your studies!"

Zheng Rongxuan went to the copyright committee to register copyrights in the afternoon. He received a call from Wenxuetunguozi in the middle of the process. The two parties made an appointment to a cafe near Dongguo University. As soon as they saw it, the middle-aged man in his 30s across the street looked at Zheng Rongxuan in surprise and said that when he found out that Zheng Rongxuan was a student of Dongguo University, he was even more respectful.

"You are polite, let's talk about publishing. The waiter gives me a cup of Lanshan. What do you want to drink?" Zheng Rongxuan bowed slightly to him, sat opposite him, and said to the waiter who was following him.

After a fierce discussion and telephone conversation with Park Hwan-jin, Jung Rongxuan finally refused the other party's buyout and obtained a 12% royalty share, which means that if you sell a copy, Jung Rongxuan can earn 540 Korean won, and it is after tax.

After Zheng Rongxuan signed his name on the contract with satisfaction, Guozi couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Rongxuan, although your royalty share is not the highest in our publishing house, you can still rank in the top five. Are you so confident in your book?"

With a smile, Zheng Rongxuan was waiting for dinner in the cafe and said, "Of course, if my book wasn't good, how could your club like it?"

"I see you are still writing other novels, and I hope we can have opportunities to cooperate in the future."

"Under the same conditions, I will definitely give priority to your club."

After inviting the other party to have dinner, Zheng Rongxuan originally wanted to pay the bill, but Guozi was a workplace old man who had worked for more than ten years. Why did he have the nerve to let a student treat himself to a meal and settle the account if he just wanted to die. Zheng Rongxuan stopped arguing. Anyway, a dinner would not cost much.

When he returned to the apartment, Zheng Rongxuan was still a little excited. In his previous life, he had been an online writer for more than ten years, but he was always lukewarm, let alone publishing. Even the manuscript fee was only a few thousand yuan a month. His parents were very preaching for this, but Zheng Rongxuan never repented. He started again in this life and made major changes at the beginning. The first novel was spotted by the publisher, which was indeed a good sign.

Zheng Rongxuan automatically ignored that his novel was not original, and there was no burden in Zheng Rongxuan's heart. Anyway, someone would write it sooner or later, whoever got it first would be the one who would be the one who snatched it first, let alone the guy who snatched the hazelnuts.

"Jiang Yan, I have something to say to you. Don't remove the piano when you use up the music exchange meeting, and I will use it too."

After finally calming down the excitement in his heart, Zheng Rongxuan couldn't help laughing at himself. He was used to being a man of his previous life, and he was not used to being a new identity of a millionaire at once. However, the money in the financial and securities market cannot be moved yet. Zheng Rongxuan is of great use to keep it. If you use these royalties to live in your daily living expenses, I believe that it can make you live a very comfortable life.

"You know how to play the piano? Why haven't you heard you say it before?" Jiang Yan, opposite, pulled Zheng Rongxuan's phone call and said in surprise.

Speaking of which, everyone is not very familiar with each other. Among the more than 20 exchange students, only Li Min is familiar with Zheng Rongxuan. After all, the two are from the same city and the same high school, and the others only know each other when they come to Korea.

"The piano is OK. If you don't believe it, you can ask Li Min!"

"Oh, no problem, if you need anything, just say a word."
Chapter completed!