"Nie Yongsheng" directs Nie Mingcheng's work. As long as you can get profits, "Nie Yongsheng" can get one-third of the share.

Note that it is "profit", that is, all the money generated by the work, not just a simple royalty!

"Nie Yongsheng" has always been about father and son making clear accounts, so such an agreement must be implemented in black and white.

"Dad, is it necessary to do this?"

Nie Mingcheng was really powerless to complain. He was his father's biological son. Why did he get the contract to be signed as he said that?

Annie didn't say anything, but just glanced at Nie Mingcheng indifferently.

The eyes seemed to be saying: What nonsense? Are you signing?

After signing, we will start working together.

If you don’t sign, you can get out of here, so don’t be upset!

Nie Mingcheng was so scared by this look that he didn't dare to talk nonsense. He took out the pen from his shirt pocket and signed the "contract" he had just drafted.

In fact, it is just a thin piece of paper with a few simple terms written on it.

Nie Mingcheng was cowardly and cowardly, but he was not a fool. He knew his father's "true nature" than his five sisters, so he read it carefully several times before signing the name.

It was confirmed that there was no problem, but it was clear that "Nie Yongsheng" helped to guide the work "labor fee" and there was no trap for him. Only then did Nie Mingcheng sign the letter with confidence.

"Okay, this contract is in duplicate, and we two are one for each of us."

Anne blew dry the ink mark of her signature, folded it gently, put it into the small notebook, and then carefully packed it.

Nie Mingcheng didn't care so much, so he just stuffed the piece of paper into his pocket.

He looked at Annie anxiously, "Dad, I agreed to your request, and I signed the words. Look--" Can you guide me next article?

Annie didn't read the manuscript returned by Nie Mingcheng at all, but took out two magazines from her briefcase and handed them to Nie Mingcheng.

Nie Mingcheng looked down and saw that the two magazines were: "Story House" and "Story Club".

Nie Mingcheng once read "Story Club". This magazine has been published for many years. It used to be a semi-annual and bimonthly, but now it has become a monthly magazine.

The stories listed above are all about Chinese and foreign stories, folk legends, and medium and short stories created by writers.

The story is not big, with a compact rhythm, a wonderful plot, and a variety of varieties. It is suitable for students, workers and other ages and classes to read.

This is the first time Nie Mingcheng has seen the magazine "Story House" and it is probably a new magazine that has just been founded.

"Dad——" Nie Mingcheng took two magazines and did not rush to read them, but looked at Annie.

"Take it back and take a look, and see how people write stories."

Annie said lightly, "Can you write a novel? It doesn't matter if you can't write it. You follow your grandparents all day long and listen to them tell stories a lot. You can organize the stories they tell."

"The story told to me by grandparents?" Nie Mingcheng's eyes lit up when he heard Annie's words.

Yes, why did he forget this?

The Nie family’s grandfather and grandmother are not ordinary rural old men and women.

When Grandpa Nie was young, he traveled through the world and worked as a guardian and bodyguard for the fake chief’s family. He had seen the world and had a legendary experience that ordinary old farmers could never imagine!

Grandma Nie is a midwife, walking around with her feet, seeing many family matters, hearing enough strange stories, and saving up a lot of stories.

Later, the two old men got older and lived with Nie Yongsheng, the most promising son, and helped take care of several children.

Even the elderly in the countryside like boys more, even if they are enlightened.

Because in rural areas, males not only mean blood inheritance, but more importantly, they represent labor.

With strong labor like men, only those who are farming and feeding food can the whole family eat a full meal.

Therefore, Grandpa Nie and Grandma Nie like Nie Mingcheng very much!

He hugged Nie Mingcheng all day and refused to let go. In order to coax the child, the old couple even thought about stories. Whenever they heard it, Nie Mingcheng widened his eyes.

Nie Mingcheng likes literature so much and likes to tell stories in words. It is because he has heard too many stories since he was a child and has been enlightened in related aspects.

"Oh, why didn't I expect it?"

The more Nie Mingcheng thought about it, the more feasible he felt. When he was a child, he heard a lot of stories, and those stories were not old-fashioned pediatrics such as "The Wolf is Coming" or "There is an old monk in the temple", but legendary jokes full of folk characteristics.

Some of them are the personal experiences of Grandpa Nie. When outsiders hear this, they will find it wonderful and novel.

Bang, bang!

Nie Mingcheng slapped his head in annoyance.

Oh, he is so stupid, why do he just think about writing prose and poetry, but forget about the topics of short stories?

There are not only newspapers, but also magazines!

After complaining for a while, Nie Mingcheng looked at the magazine in his hand and suddenly realized that this magazine is not a newspaper, an old newspaper, or something, and he can also pack something and practice big words when he gets it back, and magazines can't do anything except sell waste.

But my father still spent money to buy two books, why?

I guess my father had expected that he would ask him for help and had already figured out the direction for his next submission!

sharp!

As expected, my dad is like what others said, taking three steps at one step.

Nie Mingcheng felt a little uncomfortable just now because he was forced to sign a contract.

But at this moment, all the complaints and unhappiness turned into admiration and admiration!

In addition, Nie Mingcheng was very glad and happy: with such an intimate helping and guiding, his literary path will definitely be smoother.

I don’t know if it was Nie Mingcheng’s psychological role or the role of “Nie Yongsheng”, the biological father, who played the role, the first short story written by Nie Mingcheng was successfully hired by “Story Family”.

Nie Mingcheng's article is not a essay of one thousand words, but a 3,000-word short story.

As the number of words increases, the royalties will also increase.

Nie Mingcheng received a manuscript fee of 17 yuan at one time.

Looking at the amount on the remittance slip, Nie Mingcheng was so happy that he couldn't help himself.

He can indeed make a living by literature.

It is not a one-time transaction, but can be written for a long time.

Because, in Nie Mingcheng's mind, there are hundreds of such stories.

"There are seventeen yuan in total, I'll give you seven yuan, and the rest will belong to me!" Annie settled the account easily.

"Hmm? Dad, no, it's wrong!" Nie Mingcheng was excited, wishing he could rush into the room immediately and write seventy or eighty stories.

But when they heard his father's words, they woke up immediately. The share they had agreed to be one-third, but why did his father take away most of it?

"What's wrong? I don't have any money to buy a magazine for you?"

Annie rolled her eyes in anger, "One-third is just me giving you the cost of guiding your works, which does not include a series of investments such as buying magazines!"
Chapter completed!