July 22, Great Heat.

Sun Wu originally thought that Binhai was hot enough, but he didn't expect that Lucheng would be even hotter or fucking stuffy, and he was like rice in steam.

Just now, he walked out of the terminal, and there was no piece of clothing on his body that was not soaked in sweat.

Only when Sun Wu thought that he was about to negotiate a business worth hundreds of millions of dollars would he feel a little cool and feel that the weather was just like this.

Seeing the three beauties who were dressed in cool and sexy figures walking towards him, his body became hot again.

Seeing that they had walked about ten meters and looked back at him, Sun Wu smiled at them, and thought in his heart: "What kind of personality and hobbies are the three colors of red, blue and white."

Bai Jingjing's underwear was usually white before dating her, and gradually began to wear blue during dating, but now it is mostly red, purple and black.

As he thought about it, Sun Wu suddenly felt a heat flow from his nose. He wiped it with his fingers and realized that he was bleeding from his nose.

While scolding himself in his heart, "It's really a waste of time."

While he hurriedly took out a pack of tissues from his bag, pulled out one and tore it off and kneaded it into a ball to block the bleeding nose.

Sitting in the back row of the taxi, Sun Wu looked at the slightly embarrassed self in the window glass, and had to give full play to Ah Q's spirit.

"I'm opening the door and it's a good sign."

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This time, Wu Jiajia came downstairs to pick up Sun Wu in person. When she met, she saw the most popular writer nowadays with white tissues stuffed between her nose. She pretended to be concerned and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The weather in Lucheng is too hot and it's getting hot." Sun Wu replied.

When he said this, he took the piece of tissue from his nose, walked back to the scorching sun and threw it into the trash can.

After seeing this scene, Wu Jiajia looked at the young man in front of her again. If it were her, she would definitely not be so troublesome. She would just throw this little thing away.

When Sun Wu stood in front of her again, he smiled and said seriously:

"The last time we were negligent. "The Demon Hunter" is indeed a good book, so this time, whether it is Penguin Company or our reading points, they are full of sincerity and will fully protect your interests."

Hearing Wu Jiajia's words, Sun Wu looked at the enthusiastic smile on her face and said with a smile: "Editor Wu, you really look good when you smile."

No matter when or what relationship is, no woman doesn’t like others to praise herself.

Wu Jiajia's smile on her face became even brighter, and she even took the initiative to show her goodwill to Sun Wu.

"Editor Yang Wen has resigned from the company. I am now the editor-in-chief of Yuedian. If you have any questions in the future, you can call me directly to communicate."

After saying that, he patted Sun Wu on the shoulder.

“Welcome anytime.”

"good."

Sun Wu also showed a little emotion on his face at the right time and nodded slightly.

Thinking of the editor-in-chief Yang's guidance to him, Sun Wu asked in a curious tone: "Sister Wu, where is Editor-in-chief Yang now?"

Seeing Wu Jiajia frowning slightly, he knew that the other party might have misunderstood, so he explained:

"Last time I came to Yuedian Company, I benefited a lot from Editor-in-Chief Yang's words, so I wanted to treat him to a good meal, but the situation was not suitable at that time. I wanted to make up for it before coming this time."

Wu Jiajia originally thought that Sun Wu was going to take advantage of the situation, but she didn't expect that he was a timely help, so she looked at him again, shook her head and replied, "I don't know either, but I can call him and you can find him yourself."

"Thank you, Sister Jiajia." Sun Wu hurriedly expressed his gratitude.

Wu Jiajia smiled and said nothing.

=

It was still two o'clock in the afternoon, and the same conference room as before.

But this time, there was no white cloud in the sky outside the window, only a piece of blue left.

Sun Wu didn't have the chance to get distracted for a long time, because Wu Jiajia would turn her head from time to time and look at him to ask for his opinion.

Although it was all a few trivial matters, Sun Wu still expressed his demands seriously.

This time the other party did not do anything perfunctory, but listened to most of the time and refused a small part.

"We Penguin are planning to invest 80 million to buy the entire copyright of "The Demon Hunter". Mr. Sun Wu, what do you think?"

After Zeng Du, the leader of Penguin Company, said the offer, Sun Wu did not answer immediately but looked at Wu Jiajia.

Seeing the other party pretending not to see his eyes, he sighed slightly in his heart: "Sure enough, his handsome plan doesn't work for such a strong woman."

Since that was the case, he stretched out his two fingers and said with an extremely serious expression: "At least 200 million."

Hearing the number "two million", Wu Jiajia could no longer hold back and looked at Sun Wu with surprise. She wanted to get angry and scolded: "Why don't you go and grab it?"

He took several deep breaths before barely suppressing the anger in his heart, and then leaned slanted towards Sun Wu, attached himself to his ear and whispered: "Didn't you agree to have 100 million? We communicated with them in advance by 100 million, and there was no such thing as you."

The smell of perfume on Wu Jiajia's body and the breathing on her ears made Sun Wu subconsciously turn his head in the opposite direction, then frowned and complained: "Don't the other party speak randomly?"

Listening to Sun Wu's words, Wu Jiajia breathed a sigh of relief and rolled her eyes quietly.

"Uncle, you still know you're doing something random!"

Then he sat upright and pretended to be dissatisfied to his old colleague sitting opposite him, saying, "Eighty millions are too little, no matter how much you want 100 million, you should know that the popularity of "The Demon Hunter" is close to the original "Fighting Break the Sky".

When talking about the word "approach", Wu Jiajia also deliberately bit her accent, but she didn't know who she said it to.

"Editor Wu, since you have said that, we can't be stingy, 100 million is 100 million." Zeng Du smiled.

After saying that, he looked at Sun Wu and congratulated him: "Brother Sun, your "Demon Hunter" is the most valuable online novel so far. To be honest, I want to quit my job and write novels now."

Seeing the two of them singing and reconciling, they decided to make up the matter again. Sun Wu asked with his innocent big eyes.

"May I agree?"

Seeing Wu Jiajia and Zeng Du frowned at the same time, he didn't care and said with a serious expression: "I originally thought that "The Demon Hunter" would not reach 150,000 per order until the end of the year, but I didn't expect it to be more popular than I thought, and the price would naturally rise."

After giving two seconds to accept and absorb what they said just now, Sun Wu said the two plans he had thought of before he set off. "Either you buy it out for a price of 150 million yuan, or 100 million yuan plus 5% of the total revenue of "The Hunter".

“This is impossible.”

As soon as Sun Wu finished speaking, Zeng Du immediately refused, and then gave Wu Jiajia another look, as if saying: "What's going on? Didn't you agree that why did you change your mind again?"

Wu Jiajia didn't expect Sun Wu to temporarily raise the price. Didn't he agree to have 100 million last time?

She seemed to have forgotten a word, and today is different from the past.

But it may also be that she deliberately forgot.

At this time, Wu Jiajia no longer pretended to be confused, handed Zeng Du a look, then stood up from the seat and said to Sun Wu, "Sun Wu, let's go to the conference room next to us to have a detailed chat."

"Okay." Sun Wu also stood up.

=

No one knew what he had talked about in the small meeting next to Sun Wu that day. He only knew that Wu Jiajia rushed into the conference room with anger on her face, and then called Zeng Du out alone.

After about half an hour, they both walked in, but their faces were different.

Wu Jiajia smiled, but Zeng Du was unwilling to accept it.

When he got on his seat, he recalled what Mr. Wang said to him just now, and breathed a sigh of relief before saying to Sun Wu: "150 million, buy out."

When Sun Wu heard this, he did not show happiness on his face, but couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"As a matter of fact, no one in big companies is fool."

Then another thought popped up in his mind, thinking: "If I had gritted my teeth and insisted on 200 million, it would seem impossible to see Wu Jiajia's reaction and tone."

But as soon as this idea was born, he immediately threw it away.

"A snake swallows an elephant in a bad heart, and will sooner or later be overwhelmed to death. Isn't a horse a living example? And Wu Jiajia may have deliberately bought me a favor, otherwise I wouldn't have invited her to dinner next time I came to Lucheng."

I have to say that Sun Wu’s guess is very correct.

"The company's money will not be its own money. The favors I give out now will be used sooner or later, not to mention that the other party seems to be a person of love."

This was the idea that flashed through Wu Jiajia's mind at that time, so she took the initiative to call her boss Wang Teng and re-emphasize the importance of "The Demon Hunter".

And a special mention.

"The author Sun Wu is young and energetic, and he is simply a stone in the toilet, smelly and hard."

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The two parties reached an agreement on the price, and the next step was to sign a contract, and Penguin Company had many requirements.

For example: the work cannot be eunuchs.

For example: The book must be completed before December 31, 2022.

For example: the author himself cannot have a bad impact on the reputation of the work.

At this time, Sun Wu no longer hid and took out the two outlines of "The Demon Hunter" that he had prepared long ago, handed one to Zeng Du and the other to Wu Jiajia.

In order to understand the work "The Demon Hunter", Zeng Du took the time to scan it roughly.

Although I didn't read it again later, I don't know the content of the third volume of "The Demon Hunter".

But when he carefully read the outline in his hand, he suddenly understood why the above people attached so much importance to this novel, and sighed in his heart: "No wonder Mr. Wang let it go so easily, and emphasized that he could only buy out."

"It's wonderful. It seems that a lot of our worries just now are unnecessary." Zeng Du compared a thumbs up at Sun Wu and praised sincerely.
To be continued...