Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
She couldn’t recognize who it was. She could only see Jiang Chu’s hands occasionally open, as if he was talking. The girl next to him was quieter. Her hands were in her pockets, and her baseball cap was casually placed on the table.
“It doesn’t feel like we’re in the sa industry…” Xia Chunyu narrowed her eyes warily.
It was impossible for a peer to be so calm.
From Zong Muticha’s expression, it seed like the person sitting opposite him was the one in charge.
The scriptwriter suddenly thought of sothing. ” I also heard a rumor that Zong Muticha seems to be in contact with the author of the fan fiction novel recently!”
“Don’t tell you’re talking about…” Xia Chunyu looked at him.
The two of them understood each other aning at the sa ti, and then their gazes fell on the two people who had their backs to them.
“Welco ~”
“May I ask how many of you?”
“Excuse …eh?”
The two of them sneakily passed by the waiter. Before the waiter could stop them, he was given a considerable tip.
“We’ll just sit for a while. We don’t want to order anything, don’t disturb us!”
The waiter replied, “yes…”
The two of them sat at the table behind Su Ji. In order not to attract attention, they sat with their backs facing them and could only occasionally sneak a few glances back.
The scriptwriter was at the beginner level of T language, while Xia Chunyu’s English was very good. When they gathered together, they could basically understand most of it.
Therefore, they quickly confird that the quiet girl sitting behind them was indeed the author of the popular fan fiction novel!
Xia Chunyu was instantly displeased.
They were both female authors, but why was she able to get Zong Muticha to sign the contract even though she was always rejected by him?
The scriptwriter thought that they still had to work together in the future, so he comforted her politely. “They said it nicely before signing the contract, but after signing the contract, they’ll beco laborers for their company. How much money can they give? It’s too difficult to make money with words these days.”
This was not the first ti he had made such a point. He had told Su Ji about it in Golden Town.
Xia Chunyu pursed her lips and felt comforted.
But the next second, Jiang Chu suddenly said, “alright, since Mr. Zong Muticha is so sincere, we can temporarily set the first contract fee at XXX every year, but the commission from the contract will be calculated separately…”
Xia Chunyu and the scriptwriter were stunned at the sa ti!
The number that Jiang Chu just ntioned…it was more than ten tis the salary of the two of them combined!
Moreover, the commission from the purchase was calculated separately?
The scriptwriter’s tone was absent-minded as he tried to make up for it. “Mr. Zong Muticha won’t agree to such an outrageous request.”
Xia Chunyu looked at him.
The next second, Zong Muticha imdiately clapped his hands.” That’s great! Then let’s sign the contract now!”
Xia Chunyu’s lips were unconsciously bleeding from her bite!
Who was it?
This Chinese female author!
Xia Chunyu turned around unwillingly. Her movents were extrely fast and large, so much so that she accidentally touched the vase on the table.
“Bang!”
The vase shattered, and the glass fragnts scattered all over the ground.
The waiter ran over, and the people at the table next to them naturally noticed.
Zong Mu Ticha and his assistant looked at them.
Jiang Chu turned around.
Then, Su Ji turned around.
Although it was just a casual glance, it happened to et Xia Chunyu’s gaze.
That face was very eye-catching even from afar, let alone from less than a ter away!
The scriptwriter’s expression instantly froze!
“Su…” Xia Chunyu opened her mouth, but she couldn’t make a sound.
She was so shocked that she was speechless!
“Yo-” Su Ji raised his hand and greeted them like a big boss.
However, the two people opposite her seed to have been nailed to the ground!
In the end, the scriptwriter was the first to wake up. He waved at her with an unnatural expression.
At Henry Hotel, he did see Su Ji writing sothing. Could it be that what she was writing at that ti was…
He clenched his fist and pressed it against his lips, biting his thumb.
What should he do?
He seed to be…love Su Ji even more!
Zong Muticha had indeed been communicating with several scriptwriters in China by email, but he couldn’t match them in person.
However, when he saw Su Ji greeting them, he blinked. “Do you know him?”
Su Ji grunted in a flat tone.
The contract was about to be signed, and Zong Muticha did not want to fail at the last step. He took the initiative to suggest, “since you know each other, why don’t. you co sit with us?”
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