Chapter 1149 Surprised

"Under normal circumstances, 10% of the royalties are difficult to obtain. If you can get 8%, it should be very good. However, the income from copyright does have certain fluctuations." Lu Yiming is not easy to say.

The market is sometimes a strange thing. Perhaps when it was first serialized, unknown works suddenly gained value after ten or twenty years of release, and the derivative products could also be recognized by readers or audiences.

Therefore, authors/cartoonists rely on copyright to increase income, which is not very stable.

Wei Mao's mind was in a mess, and he wanted to tell Lu Yiming what was in his heart, but he was a little uneasy.

Lu Yiming was hired by Fan Yinmo, who knows if he will tell Fan Yinmo what he said today?

Until sending Wei Mao away, Wei Mao didn't talk about the income from "Full House", but just agreed on the delivery time of the name again.

After closing the door, Wei Mao returned to the workbench, leaning back against the chair and pillows.

Although the time was set at this time tomorrow, he still couldn't get into work after a while.

Even if there is no copyright income, as long as there are royalties, he is probably a rich man.

two millions? Yes, even if it's only a million? It will not be 40,000 rhythms, which is as painful as being cut.

Unexpectedly, he was "harvested" so much by Fan Yinmo...

Wei Mao held his temples with his hands, and wanted to appeal to Fan Yinmo, but he didn't know what to say.

Is it according to the contract, to finish the manga honestly, and to listen to Fan Yinmo in everything? Or, jump out of the contract and contact Duoman.com again?

Wei Mao scratched his head vigorously, but couldn't think of a clue. What made him even more depressed was that he didn't even have a friend who could talk about this matter.

friend?

You probably thought you made a lot of money, right? Otherwise, no one else would come to borrow money.

Even the family members began to urge the marriage.

"Don't say there are several million, hundreds of thousands are there, right? Hurry up and get married, I'm still waiting to have grandchildren? Who is next door, three or four years younger than you, the child will be soy sauce..."

Wei Mao doesn't know how to explain it to his parents now.

My current state can be described in one word as "bubble", without any substance.

Wei Mao's face was full of sadness, and this matter became a knot in his heart. He took the pressure-sensitive pen, and after a few grids on the digital board, he erased them all.

"Who can talk to?" Wei Mao took a deep breath, thinking about the people he knew, even the people in the studio.

Suddenly, a head portrait floated across Wei Mao's mind, and he left refreshed.

"Qiu Qian!"

Qiuqian had already entered the studio before him, and she was also serialized on Duoman.com. When Qian Sheng asked him to watch "Jiaozuotang", he saw Qiuqian's works in it.

She has connections with Duoman.com and Fan Yinmo, and I don't know how she balances it.

Or, if she stood in her place, what choice would she make?

Thinking of this, Wei Mao's mentality also stabilized, and he called Qiuqian, saying that he wanted to ask her something.

The final time is set for next Monday, and Wei Mao can finally put this matter behind him for the time being.

Pleasant time flies by like a white horse, but when you have something on your mind, time feels very slow.

This week, for Wei Mao, belonged to the latter. After finally staying up until Monday afternoon, he changed his clothes and went to Qiuqian's studio.

Among Fan Yinmo's writers, Qiuqian is pretty good at it. She has also recorded programs, accepted interviews in print magazines, and has a lot of fans on the Internet.

Just last month, the work was selected into the "Excellent Works Hall", but the ranking of the comics was in the forties.

Fortunately, "Jiazuotang" has a three-month protection period, and she will not worry about the danger of being cut in half again in a short period of time.

Qiuqian's studio was remodeled from her residence, with two rooms and one living room. Three workbenches were placed in the living room, and Qiuqian's assistants were two female assistants.

According to the address given by Qiuqian, Wei Mao found Qiuqian's studio and knocked on the door twice. After more than ten seconds, no one answered.

Wei Mao was about to knock on the door again, when the door suddenly opened, and a face appeared in the crack of the door, which startled him, and when he looked carefully, he realized it was Qiu Qian.

"Sister Qiuqian..." Wei Mao greeted her.

After Qiuqian opened the door, she walked back first, "Come in."

Wei Mao followed Qiu Qian into the room, and looked at Qiu Qian who was walking in front.

She was wearing a loose white sportswear and a pair of cotton slippers on her feet. Her hair was a bit messy, tied in a side ponytail and thrown over her shoulders.

Here, he saw another side of Qiuqian, a little lazy, even a little careless about her image. Whether you dress or dress up, the purpose is just to make yourself more comfortable.

"any drinks?"

"I……"

Before Wei Mao could answer, Qiuqian opened the refrigerator, took out a can of drink from it, and threw it to him casually.

Wei Mao took the drink, with a black thread—beer.

"I usually don't drink ready-made drinks. I only have this in the refrigerator... Don't get me wrong, I don't drink beer either. Someone brought it." Qiuqian sat on the work chair, holding a coffee cup, stirring Akon with a spoon. , but stared at Wei Mao, with a half-smile on his face, "Teacher Wei, who is very popular recently, we don't have a lot of intersections, don't say that you came here just to visit me, a senior."

Wei Mao put the snacks he bought on the workbench, pulled a work chair and sat down, holding a beer in his hand, not knowing where to put it, so he opened the beer and took a sip, "I... "

"Huh?" Qiuqian took a sip of coffee and looked at Wei Mao puzzled, "And then? Could it be to confess my love to me? I didn't even have time to dress up."

Wei Mao couldn't help but smile bitterly, but he had to say that even though Qiuqian didn't wear makeup, she was just bare-faced, and she was already above average among girls.

If his girlfriend can have Qiuqian's level, he will be very happy too.

However, he came here today not for this matter.

"Well... I want to ask sister Qiuqian something, what do you think of the studio?"

"Isn't it just drawing comics? Finding a suitable assistant can do more with less." Just as Qiuqian said something, she suddenly remembered something and asked doubtfully, "You don't mean the studio between Fan Yinmo and us, do you? "

It may only be for a moment, but Wei Mao can be sure that there is disgust in Qiu Qian's eyes.

"That's right." Wei Mao took a sip of his wine.

"I don't feel much, isn't it just drawing comics? Drawing on that platform is not painting? Right? Little brother." Qiuqian laughed.

"But...it's not about the platform, I mean, are you happy in the studio?"

"Why do you ask that?" Qiuqian asked puzzled.

Maybe it was alcohol, Wei Mao lost control for a while, "I... think the money I got is too little... Is there a chance to do it by myself?"

"You told me so directly?" Qiuqian was a little surprised, "Did no one tell you?"

"What?"

"I like Fan Yinmo." Qiuqian explained, "We are lovers."

"ah?"

Wei Mao shuddered inwardly, his mind went blank, and he became sober in an instant.