He immediately contacted Chen Duoduo: "Girl, you have paid too much for the royalties."

"Not many, the fairy tales you have heard before will be published in "The King of Fairy Tales". The club has unified the standards and given all the royalties of thousands of words. In addition, you have provided many illustrations, and the club has also given a drawing fee of 100,000 yuan, and I will send them to you together."

"Ah, you are kind and righteous." Wang Er couldn't help but praise him.

It was not about benevolence and righteousness. Wang Er passed the rest of the manuscript to them. The magazine began to discuss. Although there were no heavyweight works in it, the overall quality was OK. One key point was finally seen that the author was a very productive writer.

The higher the productivity, the less you have to worry about the lack of high-quality manuscripts in the first two years.

At the beginning, Wang Er said that if you want to cooperate for a long time, be more sincere and less routine, there is no need to be clever. In fact, what is really subsidized is the first batch of twenty novels passed down. Although there are only twenty, several of them are relatively long, with more than 200,000 words, and you have to subsidize more than 100,000 yuan.

As for illustrations, these exquisite illustrations, and there are quite a lot of them, are you really pretending to be deaf and dumb?

Moreover, the average sales of these magazines have surged by 200,000 copies in each issue. Even if you give more money, it is also the wool that comes from the sheep. If you want to cooperate for a long time, you have to show some sincerity.

So the magazine gave an astonishing royalty fee. After deducting personal income tax, Wang Er received more than 570,000 yuan.

But... in the blink of an eye, the balance in the account became more than 57,000 yuan.

"No, Xian'er, you come out, I have paid back hundreds of thousands of yuan. Why don't I get owed 35 million yuan?"

"Host, this is annual interest, not monthly interest. After you have credit, you will generate annual interest for the year. More than 35 million yuan of owed debts must be paid back, and you must pay more than 7 million yuan to deduct the balance of the debt. You have only paid back more than 800,000 yuan, how can the amount of debts be reduced?"

"Damn, are you the algorithm of that country?"

"The host is a systematic algorithm and has nothing to do with the outside world."

"What if you can't even get the interest?"

"The interest that cannot be lost is substituted into the total amount of the arrears and recalculate the interest. So the main thing is to work hard. For example, if you buy literary goods, the more literary goods you publish, the more profits you will generate. Not to mention interest, there is no problem in repaying the principal. But if the host does not work hard, it will keep rolling."

"My ten million." Wang Er said depressedly. Other things are hard to say, but I bought this singing skill that is useless, which is not useful. It is not ten million. If you buy it before, it will be equivalent to 12 million. You will continue to charge interest every year in the future.

"This is really the blessing-buying system of God's horse!"

"Host, Xian'er is very sad to say this. Think about it, if there is no system, why would you earn more than 90,000 yuan?"

Wang Er raised ten fingers, thought about it, but it still didn't make sense. If you continue talking, Xian'er might represent a big shot in a certain system and a certain plane, saying, if we were not for us, you would have died long ago and lived for another lifetime, what else would you think!

But people on the other two sides would not think so.

"Sister Hong, look, that Wang Er has sent more than 500,000 yuan." Xiao Zhang ran over excitedly and said.

If you put tens of thousands of dollars in the welfare home, you really can't do much.

For example, to treat Li Guaner, although 50,000 yuan is a deposit, it may be a little left, but it may not be enough.

But there are hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of land exchanges, which can do a lot of things.

An Hong said: "Who is this?"

"A man from Xu City, but when he returned the first payment, he said that he would not bother him. He is such a kind-hearted person."

"There are still many kind-hearted people in the world," An Hong said excitedly.

Wang Er didn't know what happened there, so he uploaded a Weibo post:

2006 is coming soon. I wish all parents and children in advance. I hope that in the new year, you can become beautiful little swans, with your grades rising faster than housing prices.

In addition, many mothers reported that there were too few fairy tales published in "Children's Age". After discussion by everyone in "Children's Age", they decided to release a new magazine "Fairy Tale King" from New Year's Day to ensure that all mothers are full. Moreover, this magazine will publish a long fairy tale of mine, "The Wizard of Oz". I hope Dorothy and her three friends, Scarecrow, Tin Woodman, the timid lion, and Oz World, will bring more joy to your children.

Just click until you are a propaganda, you cannot promote it without moral integrity.

Wang Er went to Weibo and took Miao Xiaohua to the bank to transfer money, transferred the money in his account to his father's passbook, and withdrew another 10,000 yuan. As an ordinary Chinese family, the family must have food and money in their pockets, so that they will not panic.

During this period, Li Guan'er was out of money in her bank card and still owed 10,000 yuan. Li Guan'er was discharged from the hospital in some cases. It should be quite serious. Wang Er also checked it online. If it is a mild case, he can be discharged from the hospital in more than ten days.

After listening to his son's analysis, Wang Laoshi and his wife were very lucky to be happy that the more serious it was, the more they had to treat it as soon as possible, because they were always worried that they would not have enough money.

"Why do you have so much royalties?" Miao Xiaohua said in a trembling voice.

Fifty thousand yuan is not only a huge amount for the Wang family, but also for most families in China today.

"Mom, didn't I say that, in the future, I will earn more and more royalties."

If you don’t earn much, you will be dead, and the interest rate is seven million in a year!

“It’s such a good person who will be rewarded.”

Wang Er didn't know what to say. Even if he was a good person, he had done enough. If he hadn't donated 90% of his income, the whole family would be able to live a happy life soon.

"Mom, don't think too much. Hurry up and pay Wang Wenming's money. He advances money to do business and pays interest every month."

"Son, mom withdraws some more money and buys you a new piece of clothing."

"Mom, I'm almost staying at home now. What new clothes are needed? It's you who open the door to meet customers every day. You can't wear them too shabby. If you want to buy them, you can buy a new clothes for your dad."

"Silly kid, this is the money you earn."

"The money I earn and the money you earn are all family members. What's the difference?"

But Wang Er was too young and could not twist his thighs. Miao Xiaohua forced him to the mall, bought a new down sweater, and bought a pair of small leather shoes for Wang Er.

In the evening, the family of three came to Wang Wenming's house. After Wang Wenming moved, Wang Hushi didn't come much, especially when he first came, the security guard at the door saw Wang Hushi's clothes and refused to let Wang Hushi go in. Although the two were almost close friends, as Wang Wenming's business grew bigger and bigger, Wang Hushi's sense of rejection became stronger and stronger in his heart.

Wang Hushi paid back the money, but Wang Wenming didn't want it. Wang Hushi got angry and Wang Wenming took it away.

Wang Wenming is not Wang Wen, and some people are not easy to ask, so they ask directly: "Honestly, it's only less than a month, where did you get the money?"

"The waiter wrote some messy stories. I couldn't stand it anyway, but he threw it into the magazine, but the magazine took a fancy to it and gave the royalty fee."

"Ah, Wang Er, it's amazing. What story is it? Which magazine is it invested in?"

What Wang Er feared most was asking this.

He thought for a while and said, "Sister Xiaowen, go to my house, and my manuscripts are stored on the computer together. I'll let you see it."

"Okay."

Not only Wang Wenming and his wife, but Wang Wen also began to be curious. She rode an electric bike to Wang Laoshi's house.

Wang Er turned on the computer and clicked on the second part of the Wizard of Oz, "Adventure in the Fairyland". From this part, the world of Oz gradually officially unveiled. Because it was sold in the United States, Frank Baum wrote fourteen works in one breath in two decades.

After his death, other writers continued to write seven more works, but their influence was far less than that of Baum himself, and it was automatically blocked by the system.

Wang Wen leaned in front of the computer and looked: "Did you really write it?"

"Sister Xiaowen, why don't you believe me? Look."

Wang Er pulled the document to the end and began to type with a crackling sound.

"Waiter, when did you learn to type?"

"Isn't there a Wubi root table on the Internet? I started practicing typing and typing according to what it said. It started to be slower, but it started to get faster as I typed."

"Wubi, it's so difficult. I'm still using pinyin. No wonder you call it quickly."

But Wang Wen looked at it and believed that it was written by Wang Er.

"It's really good. You can write fairy tales."

"Sister Xiaowen, I'm writing nonsense. I didn't expect to be noticed by others. In fact, when I was writing, I didn't think about the royalties, but I wanted to practice writing skills."

"This is great, waiter, you have published everything you wrote, and my dad can convert it into learning for you."
Chapter completed!