Reborn fashion designer

Chapter 843 Little John is Possessed by the God of Wealth
Liu Xixi showed more curiosity and attention to "50 Shades of Grey".

Xiangyang's heart was beating rapidly.

He swore that this nervous feeling did not come from being afraid of his wife, but was nature's most precious gift to mankind.

The brain is a good thing.

Thinking of the castle he was about to buy and the horror movie that Liu Qianqian had forced him to watch together, Xiangyang's mind naturally emerged with the horrifying scene of her whipping him with a whip after watching the movie.

What if that day really comes.

If you cry in this castle, no one will come to save you.
"Okay, I understand." Seeing his nervous look, Liu Qianqian pursed her lips and smiled.

She was really not in a hurry to find out the truth about this matter.

The monk can escape but the temple cannot.
The top priority is
"I have to buy more clothes to fill up my closet." Compared to the appeal of a medieval castle, Liu Xixi was more attracted by the fact that the closet in this expensive castle was big enough.

"Of course, you can put your things wherever you want. I don't mind." In addition to the fact that the closet in the cloakroom is large enough and has enough drawers, what makes her most satisfied is that she can also transform the extra room.

There is one room for Muxin, one room for Zhiyin, and one room for each of the parents.
No, we need to prepare three.

There are also two guest rooms as backup.

The rest, except for a studio for Xiangyang, is all hers.

"This room has good lighting. I can use it as a study for you."

"We'll use this room as a home theater. When Muxin and Zhiyin grow up a little, we can take them to watch movies. Oh, and we'll also need to prepare an activity room for them."

"This room is for Lai Fu, Fan Tuan, 70 Million and Xiao Mobi. Hehe, let them squeeze in. As for Dong Dong, he can move around freely. Anyway, this place is big enough. Will he feel too lonely?"

"I want to use this room for myself, you are not allowed to snatch it from me, do you hear me~"

Under the guidance of the real estate agent, Liu Qianqian, who had visited the entire castle, had already planned the room division after moving in.

The hostess's impatience made the real estate agent smile.

"When do you think it would be appropriate for us to sign the contract?"

"You have the final say, dear."

Xiangyang touched his nose. His wife's decisiveness in buying the castle was exactly the same as the one she bought for her wedding house and the house she bought for her parents which was closer to the hospital.

Without hesitation.

"Hehe, then I'll let them take me around again~" If there weren't other people around, Liu Qianqian would have wanted to stand on tiptoe as usual and leave a happy touch on Xiangyang's cheek.

Unfortunately, Xiangyang missed it.

"Oh my God, the villa in this castle is amazing." Little John saw Liu Qianqian returning to the castle with joy on her face, and his eyes also looked towards the supporting villa not far away.

The styles of these two villas are very consistent with the castle.

He loved it.

"I think it's pretty good too. I look forward to visiting here." Macron said with a smile. Compared to the apartment in Paris, this kind of living environment is indeed very desirable.

In particular, standing on this protruding open-air platform, you can overlook the vastness of the strait.

"You are welcome anytime, as are your family and my friends." Xiangyang extended the invitation generously, but for little John.

Sorry, Xiangyang didn't even bother to give him a good look.

During the visit, the real estate agency consultant asked him and Liu Qianqian if they were interested in raising horses, as the castle's supporting planning included space reserved for stables.

If he hadn't had any special interest in this thing, he would have really wanted to build one for little John.

"Why don't you just stop wasting your emotions on something that's bound to happen? How about I bring you another cup of coffee?"

"Don't try to get away with it." Xiang Yang said angrily.

Macron looked at the two of them, confused.

"What did you two argue about?" he asked, unable to resist his curiosity.

"He can't control his mouth."

"It's just a novel."

Completely different answers came out of Xiangyang and Little John's mouths, causing Macron to look around.

When he looked at Xiangyang, he nodded.

Little John's mouth really needs the tailor's help to press a zipper.

He also recognized this point.

But when he glanced at Little John, he asked with a little interest: "What kind of novel can make you sell it?"

"Haha, that's it." Little John's eyes lit up, and he instantly wanted to describe to Macron what he saw.

But when Lian Xiangyang thought that he was about to lose his temper and share again, Little John raised the corner of his mouth and smiled:

"You don't have time to read these miscellaneous books. If you have some free time, you should read Economic Weekly."

"You sound like you have one." Macron, who was originally expecting an answer, said disdainfully about this sudden turn of events.

"It's part of my job," Little John said loudly.

"Then your work is really complicated." Macron leisurely picked up the coffee cup in his hand and took a sip.

"Sorry, I have to excuse myself." Xiangyang, who was watching the two people bickering with interest, inadvertently saw Liu Qianqian waving at him in the corridor. He left his friend without saying a word.

How can watching your friends bickering compare to accompanying your wife to look at houses?

"Hey, I found a good place." Liu Qianqian's eyes were smiling as she spoke.

"What, what did you find?"

"Come with me~ Don't be afraid~"

Grabbing Xiangyang's hand, Liu Qianqian pulled him into the castle.

The main building of this castle is actually equipped with a basement. I heard from the real estate consultant that this is very common in medieval castles.

It is used specifically to store food, weapons and other supplies.

It has been preserved today.

Such a large basement is perfect for Xiangyang to set up a workshop.

Not only is it big enough, it can also free up space for a room.

However, she didn’t understand why Xiangyang’s hands trembled at this news. Could this guy be thinking about something again?
On the other side, seeing Xiangyang leave as soon as he said, Little John and Macron looked at each other.

Then he silently drank the coffee and tea in his hand, and then looked up at the other person, as if he had something to say.

"Macron, for the sake of you being abandoned with me." Little John bit his lip, "It's not that I can't reveal some information to you, but you have to help me." "Help you with what?" Macron glanced at the corridor.

"Publishing house, by the way, there are also relevant legal provisions." Little John is not Xiangyang. What he is willing to share with Macron is of course the immediate interests that he is more concerned about.

In Europe, there is a mature system for publishing books.

But I am sorry to say that fan fiction books are not included in this category, because the copyright interests of other publishers of the original books are also involved.

It's not surprising that the case goes to court.

Even the market for such homoerotic books is still very niche.

But publishing houses will not easily open this door. Take "Harry Potter" for example, it has hundreds of millions of readers around the world.

The number of fan works is also very large.

If book fans spend money to buy Harry Potter fan fiction, it will be difficult to accurately estimate the impact it will have on the original version.

Even though there are beneficial factors, publishers are conservative.

They are more interested in maintaining the status quo and stability, hoping that the traditions and order of publishing culture can survive.

This will lead to copyright disputes for publications.

Instead of spending money to hire a professional legal advisor to deal with this, why not use a free one?
Attorney fees are very expensive.

Maybe the final profit will not be as much as this fee.

Little John, who had just formed his brain and tried to operate this book, had only a few words in his pocket, but he pretended to be generous and said:

"Of course, you can also invest, and I can share the profits with you."

"This is not about money." Macron looked at little John silently. If you want to fool people, at least tell them what it is first.

Really, I want to learn from Xiangyang.

But I can't learn the essence.

In his opinion, what Little John did was nothing more than deliberately imitating Xiangyang.

Whatsapp, Uber, INS, and the investment in Hua Xia that they discussed at the dinner table two days ago, he came to this conclusion as he was familiar with Xiang Yang.

However, Xiangyang is always sincere.

Little John
Looking at the smile hidden in the corner of his mouth, and the words that made things even more obvious, Macron really didn't want to get involved in this.

Seeing that the free legal counsel was about to run out, Little John quickly said, "Of course this is not a matter of money. Let me tell you another piece of news. I like this work very much."

"Is he interested?" Macron looked at Little John suspiciously.

"Of course, I guarantee it with my character." Little John raised three fingers. Afraid that Macron would not believe it, he reminded him:

"Otherwise, why would he lose his temper with me, don't you think?"

"That's right." Macron seemed to be convinced and nodded subconsciously.

But he didn't think it was that simple.

"In this way, our cooperation can be more pragmatic, and each of us can pay half." Seeing that he was interested, Little John took the opportunity to say.

“Wouldn’t half be a bit too much?”

Macron felt it was even more unreliable.

Although it is not difficult for him to change to a higher-paying offer, compared with little John in front of him, the income gap between the two is still huge.

This has nothing to do with ability, but is a career choice.

If he is willing to speak up, not to mention others, even Xiangyang will offer him a contract with extremely high salary tonight.

He still has this bit of confidence.

By the way, I can ask Xiang.

Macron had made up his mind and smiled: "Let me think about it. No matter how much money it is, it is not a small amount for me."

"haha I know."

Seeing that things had taken a turn for the better and saving a sum of lawyer fees, Little John looked very happy, "But you have to hurry up, I won't give you too much time."

"Don't worry."

After a while, when Xiangyang came out of the basement and returned to the ground, he keenly realized that Little John must have revealed the novel "Fifty Shades of Grey" to Macron.

"I really should find a zipper that's the right size to fit his mouth." He sighed and came to Macron and complained.

"What's wrong? Are you not satisfied with the basement dehumidification system?" Macron pursed his lips and asked with concern.

"Uh, that's not the case." Xiangyang looked at Macron in confusion.

Didn’t you say that?
"Xiang, give me two minutes. I want to ask your opinion on something." However, Macron's words quickly made Xiang Yang deny this judgment.

After whispering to each other for a few words, Xiangyang couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, "How much did he say he would give you?"

"50%"

"Okay, give me a few minutes, and I'll pay you whatever amount you need."

"what?"

"I'll pay for you, don't worry." Xiang Yang said, patting Macron on the shoulder, "Just consider it as your reward for being my consultant this time."

"That won't work." Macron waved his hand.

Xiangyang asked him to come, not to help as a consultant, but to
"Macron, you are here too. It just so happens that I will take you two to see something fun~" Liu Xixi, who appeared out of nowhere, instantly brought Macron back to his senses.

She took Xiangyang's arm and pretended to take Xiangyang out.

"What have you discovered?" Xiangyang didn't have time to refuse.

"The property consultant told me that the lawn over there can be turned into a small maze if we want."

"maze?"

Xiangyang was confused. This real estate consultant was really good at deceiving people.

"Hehe, you'll know when you see it." Without further delay, Liu Qianqian pulled Xiangyang and walked towards the outside of the castle again.

Looking at their backs, Macron swallowed.

It's better to let me come.
"Sir, if you feel tired, we have prepared some meals in the lounge area." A staff member walked in and said to Macron with a smile.

"Ah I'm not hungry yet thank you."

(End of this chapter)