Lost in love at the beginning, I backhand her best friend

At the same time, the West Lake Thousand Islands Headquarters.

After receiving the news about Xia Zonghan and Shanquan's cooperation, Jin Li breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

Although there has been no official announcement there, Jin Li has her own channels to obtain such trade secrets that are not considered trade secrets.

Before Xia Zonghan took this step, Jin Li never thought of taking action personally to make Xia Zonghan's house collapse.

After all, the two parties have cooperated before and there was no unpleasantness.

Jin Li had also thought that even if Xia Zonghan complained a little or had some friction with West Lake Qiandao after the contract was terminated, she would not do things so well.

But now, she doesn't have any psychological burden anymore.

If you go to cooperate with other competitors that also produce mineral water or purified water, we at West Lake Qiandao won’t say a word.

But cooperating with Shanquan is repaying kindness with hatred.

Ordinary people don’t know about the grievances and grievances between our West Lake Thousand Islands and Shanquan. Who in the circle doesn’t know?

"Dad, Xia Zonghan has indeed cooperated with Shanquan and signed a contract. It should be officially announced in the next two days." Jin Li called her old father who was retired and enjoying his old age and was on vacation abroad.

"Liu Qianqian does things flawlessly, she's amazing." Jin Yuanqing had expected it.

He was also convinced that there were so many people supporting Xia Zonghan online, and it was Liu Qianqian who was adding fuel to the fire.

I guess no one expected that "Liu Qianqian, who stole Xia Zonghan's endorsement" would help Xia Zonghan.

"Well, she asked me to take action voluntarily and willingly." Jin Li had to admire her, "Xia Zonghan ran to the other side. No matter what happened in the middle, I would never let him go."

"Knowing that this was her game, we jumped in happily." Jin Yuanqing smiled, "The dust has settled, are you ready to go? The negotiations are scheduled for tomorrow again. This girl is a bit scary. Fortunately, she is standing On our side. I’m looking forward to it. With your cooperation, you may be able to replace me and become the richest man again.”

"Well, Dad, let's not talk about it for now. I'm going to leave for the airport." Jin Li was also looking forward to it. Compared to Liu Qianqian, she can only be regarded as outstanding.

Paradise Island.

Liu Qianqian felt even better after receiving a phone call.

Zhang Ruolan had already returned to the hotel where he was staying, and the villa had returned to its former peace and bustle.

What is calm is the back room, and what is lively is the swimming pool in the front yard.

Everyone swims a few laps every night because it is good for the body and skin.

"Tomorrow's negotiation will be better." Putting away her phone, Liu Qianqian came to the edge of the swimming pool.

Wang Zihao did not swim and acted as a lifeguard. He sat on a chair and looked into the swimming pool from time to time.

"Why?" Wang Zihao asked doubtfully.

The breeze blows on her face, tonight's girlfriend's eyes are bright and clear, and her fair skin looks even more crystal clear in the moonlight.

The thin white gauze skirt paired with a pale pink silk jacket made her look even more graceful.

"Xia Zonghan has endorsed Shanquan." Liu Qianqian said.

"You really endorsed it?" Wang Zihao was surprised. Xu Meili's original guess was quite accurate. She was worthy of being a best friend.

"Lu Daming finally gave me something in return." Liu Qianqian was very satisfied with the result.

"Why are you still involved with Lu Daming?" Wang Zihao had a headache. The intrigues in business made him dizzy even if he didn't say he would do it himself.

"Xia Zonghan's private life is quite chaotic, and he is at a low point in his life. Lu Daming gave him a hand and made him swell again." Liu Qianqian said lightly.

"How?" Wang Zihao asked.

Liu Qianqian said briefly.

Wang Zihao was speechless. Sometimes he was easily inflated. As long as his girlfriend praised him, he would go through fire and water.

"Is Xia Zonghan going to die?" Wang Zihao was still frightened.

"It's all in Jin Li's mind." Liu Qianqian was very calm.

Wang Zihao always felt that he was actually thinking about his girlfriend.

Just like Xu Meili said, Teacher Liu was also beating him?

"My girlfriend is so good, I'm under a lot of pressure," said Wang Zihao.

Liu Qianqian didn't seem to know what her boyfriend meant, and said a little shyly: "I'm far behind you, not as good as you."

"I don't dare to take it seriously. I'm just a scholar. And there are many scholars, so some people say that scholars are the most useless. When there are fewer scholars, reading will be the king." Wang Zihao said.

Liu Qianqian held her boyfriend's hand. There was no special reason, she just wanted to get closer to him.

She could actually feel that her boyfriend was afraid of her. She had no choice but to maintain the appearance and posture of a harmless girl, which was not her personality.

My boyfriend should prefer a woman with a personality like her sister, who is gentle and virtuous, does not fight or fight, and is most interested in reading books, listening to stories, and eating.

Liu Qianqian naturally knew about the publication of "Girls from the Brook Pavilion".

It was a book that my boyfriend casually "wrote" when he was spending time with his sister.

Only someone like my boyfriend could "write" a book about his usual conversations and sell it for a few million dollars, and no one else could do it.

My sister is also great and can compile it into a book and publish it.

With the relationship like a sister, a young man will one day feel that this kind of life is too depressing and he won't be able to fly away even if he wants to.

Because there is a bond.

third floor.

Liu Yueyue was on a voice call with the editor of the publishing house.

At this time, Liu Yueyue looked like a graceful and gentle woman, with long hair reaching her waist, a delicate face, and a charming woman.

She wore a long black dress that gave her a sexy and feminine look.

There was a touch of sadness in her eyes, but more of it was persistence and love for life.

"Ms. Liu, how many other stories similar to "The Little Match Girl" do you have?" the editor asked eagerly.

"There are still more than a dozen articles, but they have not been sorted out yet." Liu Yueyue replied.

The editor over there said happily: "Miss Liu, our publishing house is very interested in these fairy tales. Can you sort out the manuscript and send it to us?"

Liu Yueyue asked: "Can these stories be published and sold?"

The editor quickly said: "Ms. Liu, I am also a woman. I tell you responsibly that the best money in the world is women's money. The money that is more profitable than women's money is children's money!"

Before Liu Yueyue said anything, the editor over there said: "In our country, we start taking exams from young children. I wonder if you have noticed that one semester's tuition for many kindergartens is equivalent to one year's tuition for college students. In my place, In the 1990s, there were no kindergartens in the countryside. Children started to herd sheep as soon as they could walk, and were sent to school when they were six or seven years old when they reached elementary school age. Now, adults in the countryside who are busy with farming have to send their children to three or four-year-olds. Many children go to kindergarten because they are afraid that they will fall behind and not fit in with others.”

Liu Yueyue only understood the first half and knew nothing about the second half.

She has never lived in the countryside, so if farmhouse accommodation counts, then forget it. "Good fairy tales..." the editor was very excited, "Miss Liu, with all due respect, the current sales of "Xiting Girl" cannot be compared with fairy tales. Children all need fairy tales, but when they grow up Finally, the absence of "Girls from the Creek Pavilion" will not affect their lives and lives at all."

Liu Yueyue completely understood this, and was a little surprised and delighted: "How many times the sales volume compared to "Xiting Girl"?"

The editor smiled confidently: "Miss Liu, more than multiply it several times, we will let it be passed down from generation to generation. You can even cooperate with foreign publishing houses. Countless parents buy it every year. It is normal to sell hundreds of millions of copies in a few years."

Liu Yueyue's eyes lit up. The child's father was better than she imagined.

Although his online articles are quite profitable now, they are quick money and short-term projects.

For long-term projects, you have to look at fairy tales.

I heard from Wang Zihao that although the subscription fee for online articles such as "Shading the Sky" is very high, the subscription fee for "Douluo Dalu" is half that, and now it has more stamina.

It is sufficient for publishing in simplified and traditional Chinese, and it is also sufficient for anime adaptation.

It can be said that most primary school students now know the existence of "Douluo Dalu", but they don't know that "Shading the Sky" exists.

Last year, 1.34 million people were born in the world. Children who can understand the language can listen to fairy tales, and they can even start to read them themselves after going to school.

It is not necessary for every family to buy a copy. If three or four families among the thirteen or four families buy a copy, 100 million copies can be sold in three to four years.

There is no doubt that as long as nothing unexpected happens, the future popularity of Sunrise East will be able to support this sales volume.

Before coming to Paradise Island, Liu Yueyue still didn't believe it. But when the short video software in Europe and the United States became popular with the singing and dancing songs of Sunrise in the East, she believed it.

Many countries in Europe and the United States have begun to infringe their rights, so they took it as soon as they reached out. Zhang Ruolan talked about this tonight. She is currently looking for overseas agents. She can't be so cheap to those people.

Many public figures advocate that the quality of Europeans and Americans is poor, and they turn a blind eye to zero-dollar purchases, let alone the colonization and invasion of Europeans and Americans, which robbed developing countries of how much real money and resources they had.

The descendants of a group of robbers transformed into gentlemen.

"I'll sort it out in the next few days." Liu Yueyue hung up the phone with the editor.

Then she went downstairs.

There was no one in the swimming pool, but Wang Zihao and Liu Qianqian were still chatting with each other at the edge, and no one disturbed them.

Liu Yueyue walked straight over.

The two seem to be intimate, but there is no possibility of any substantive behavior.

Last night, my sister went to sleep with her because she was afraid of causing sparks with her boyfriend. It was not convenient for her these days because relatives were visiting.

"Sister!" Seeing her sister coming over, Liu Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief. If she gets tired of her boyfriend, she won't want to sleep separately from her boyfriend tonight.

"I could have been silent, but what if I am the only one missing." After posting a comment on the mobile short video platform, Wang Zihao also greeted Liu Yueyue.

Although his face looked normal, he was actually a little uneasy.

If possible, he wanted to stay away from his sister-in-law.

His aunt is his nemesis, she can steal his memories, and she can't get them back no matter how hard she searches.

When he found it, he didn't quite believe it was true, so he just made up his own mind.

"I tried to send one of your fairy tales to the editor of the publishing house, but I didn't expect that the other party actually liked it." Liu Yueyue sat down on another chair and sat around the table with her sister and her boyfriend.

"It looks normal. This is a story for children. If they don't like it, they have a problem with their vision. It is not suitable for children's publications." Wang Zihao was not surprised at all.

Liu Yueyue has long passed that age and cannot judge or does not know what the child wants.

Liu Yueyue became a little wary: "Do you have any plans to publish it?"

Wang Zihao nodded: "Yes, but I haven't had time to do it yet."

Liu Yueyue was a little anxious. That's the money for the child's milk powder. If you publish it yourself, what will happen to the child?
"Xiting Girl" only has enough money for milk powder for one child, and at most it can cover her expenses until she is ten years old.

How can the child look back in the future and discover that his father spent so little money on him?

In front of peers, I can't even raise my head.

For a child like him, his parents earn more than 100 million every year and only spend a few million on him for more than ten years. So what do you do with so much money?
It's better not to earn anything and play in the mud with me more.

"Leave it to my sister." Liu Qianqian said to her boyfriend, "It just so happens that my sister has more time, and you are too busy."

Liu Yueyue was very pleased. It is true that I feel sorry for you and stand with you on the opposite side of your parents.

"Then I'll help you, second sister." Wang Zihao was more than happy to have someone help him, as long as he could pay me the royalties.

Don’t worry, it’s hard work and not in vain.

"No need to worry, I'll let you help me pick the next baby's name," Liu Yueyue said.

Wang Zihao's eyes widened: "The royalties for fairy tales are mine."

Liu Yueyue's meaning is obvious. You choose the child's name, but you pay for the milk powder.

I don't care!
Wang Zihao felt that it was too hard for him to make money.

Compared to the Liu family, not only did they earn less, but they also worked hard and earned their hard-earned money.

"It doesn't cost much. You don't have to pay for the royalties for "Girls at the Brook Pavilion"." Liu Yueyue wanted to deceive Wang Zihao.

Wang Zihao should not be fooled. The sales volume of "Andersen's Fairy Tales" and "Grimm's Fairy Tales" are not low, and they rank in the rankings almost every year.

In the one or two hundred years since its birth, countless millions of copies have been sold.

Counting the historical period when piracy was rampant, if not 10 billion copies, there would certainly be 3 to 4 billion.

It can be said that as long as these two fairy tale books were published until fifty years after his death, they have been two gold mines for Wang Zihao and his descendants.

"Second sister, I didn't drink. Don't try to fool me." Wang Zihao quit. "I can give you royalties for "Panlong", but not fairy tales."

Liu Qianqian was surprised. Like Liu Yueyue before the phone call with the editor, she did not understand the value of Wang Zihao's fairy tale.

"The royalties for fairy tales are more than "Girls at the Brook Pavilion" and more than "Coiling Dragon"?" Liu Qianqian couldn't help but ask her boyfriend.

In the world of publishing and literature, Liu Qianqian felt that her vision was incomparable to that of her boyfriend.

That's boyfriend territory.

"There is no comparison between "Girls at the Creek Pavilion" and "Cang Long"," Wang Zihao said. ""Cang Long" has a high short-term return rate, and the long-term return rate of "Girls at the Creek Pavilion" is no worse than "Cang Long." And this The two books combined have a return rate that is not even worthy of a fairy tale.”

Liu Qianqian was surprised. Is he so fierce?

Liu Yueyue wanted to slap the baby in her belly. Your dad was not smart when he should be smart. Why was he so smart when he shouldn't be smart?

I wanted to trick your dad into leaving the gold mine to you, but I didn’t expect your dad to be so sober.

Forget it, if you can’t cheat now, then you won’t cheat.

In the future, let him deliver it by himself. (End of chapter)