Fang Jiangnan never dreamed that Lin Bufan would record all the conversations between them.

"By the way, my dad is here, and he can also testify. So, do you still dare to use the second half of my "Legend of Nine Swords" without permission? Do you want to lose the reputation of your editorial agency?" Lin Bufan sneered.

, looked at Fang Jiangnan with a playful expression.

Fang Jiangnan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, calmed down his nervous mood, and said, "Classmate Lin, you are really powerful."

"To each other, we are all monsters for thousands of years, so let's not act like a fairy tale. What do you think?" Lin Bufan stared at Fang Jiangnan sharply and said.

This was the first time that Fang Jiangnan met such a powerful person, and he felt mixed emotions.

Before he came, he patted his chest and promised the chief editor: He is just a little brat, and if you give him hundreds of thousands, he still won't be happy.

"Classmate Lin, I underestimated you, I'm sorry."

"It doesn't matter. Do you want to leave, or continue talking to me?"

"talk!"

"Okay, I don't have time to waste it with you. I got 6 million from the title of Marquis, so I'll just take 3 million."

The second half of "Legend of Nine Swords" was ultimately written by Banbu Fenghou. Lin Bufan just copied the second half from memory, so he was not evil and only wanted 3 million.

"3 million..." Fang Jiangnan frowned, looking embarrassed.

"What? A lot? If the second half is published, your editorial office will earn tens of millions." Lin Bufan said disdainfully, "You eat meat, but you also have to drink soup for others."

"I can't make the decision on this matter. Wait a minute and I'll ask the editor-in-chief." Editor Fang took out his cell phone and walked outside to call the editor-in-chief.

Lin Zhengdong looked at his son stupidly, "Feifan, is 3 million too much? What if they don't agree? It's better to say less."

"Dad, don't worry, 3 million from them is already very little."

"Huh, I really didn't expect that writing a novel can be so profitable." Lin Zhengdong exclaimed, "No wonder there is a saying that there is a golden house in a book."

Ten minutes later, Fang Jiangnan walked in and said attentively: "The editor-in-chief agreed, 3 million is 3 million. Because the second half was published in the name of Banbu Fenghou, the 3 million is tax-free, but

We will not call you through our editorial office, we will use other accounts to send you the money, please rest assured."

"I know that." Lin Bufan nodded, his face as calm as if he was talking about 300 yuan.

This made Fang Jiangnan even more unable to grasp Lin Bufan's trump card.

3 million, I will never make 3 million in my life, but this guy is so calm?

Are you pretending to show me on purpose?

"Classmate Lin, we also need to sign a confidentiality agreement. After the second half is released, you cannot reveal to the outside world that you wrote it. You must strictly abide by the confidentiality agreement. In addition, all the benefits generated by the second half have nothing to do with you.

Already."

"Well, I know, don't worry about that."

"Then I will bring the documents over tomorrow. After signing them, I will send you the money."

"good!"

The matter was over, but Fang Jiangnan still didn't leave. He hesitated and said, "Dean Shen also told me the tomb robbing story you told Dean Shen. It was very interesting. If it is published, it should be a big hit. You have

Not interested in writing?"

Lin Bufan smiled and said: "Editor Fang, although you like digging holes and you are cunning, you are still quite discerning."

Fang Jiangnan's face turned blue and white. He was ridiculed by a high school student, but he had no way to refute: "Then can you write the beginning of a hundred thousand words for me first?"

"Well, why not if you can make money? Leave your phone number and I'll write it to you."

"good!"

After leaving Lin Bufan's rental house, Fang Jiangnan couldn't help but look back and said, "This guy is not simple."

The next day, Fang Jiangnan and Lin Bufan successfully signed a confidentiality agreement, and 3 million was transferred to Lin Zhengdong's bank account.

Lin Zhengdong looked straight at the bankbook, as if he was dreaming.

3 million, 3 million.

I will never make so much money in my life.

"Son, you are amazing." Lin Zhengdong hugged Lin Bufan.

"Dad, should we buy a house?"

"Hmm. Okay..." After Lin Zhengdong finished speaking, he changed his words and said, "When your mother comes next month, we will go shopping together."

"Okay then. Choose a house that Mom likes."

"Good son!"

On October 4th, Lin Bufan asked Zhang Yini to go to Lingshan together. Today, the "Nine Learning Cauldrons" will be unearthed in Lingshan.

Lin Bufan wanted to see this historic moment with his own eyes.

Zhang Yini naturally wanted to see him too.

On the way, Zhang Yini said to Lin Bufan: "After digging out the Nine Learning Cauldron, my heart feels at ease."

After all, Zhang Yini has invested all her wealth in Guishan. If Lingshan is developed, the development of Guishan will be affected.

"Don't worry, if we go today, we will witness a moment in history."

In his last life, Lin Bufan visited the Lingshan Museum of Celebrities. The treasure of the museum is the "Nine Learning Tripods". It is made of bronze, has nine legs and an octagonal winding mouth. It is engraved with the pattern of Wenquxing descending to earth. It is so beautiful.

"Xiao Lin, do you know the location of the discovery?"

"I don't know, but according to records it was today."

"According to records?" Zhang Yini raised her eyebrows lightly.

Lin Bufan glanced sideways and knew that he had spilled the beans.

"Xiao Lin, I'm becoming more and more interested in you." Zhang Yini leaned over and Lin Bufan smelled a refreshing fragrance.

Zhang Yanni only has a junior high school education, but she is shrewd and has high emotional intelligence.

After arriving at Lingshan Mountain, the two of them strolled along the village road.

Since the announcement of the development zone, Lingshan has become more complicated. On one side, there is a continuous influx of businessmen, and on the other side there are villagers who are actively renovating their houses.

"Are you selling the house? Our company bought it at a high price." A young man in business attire ran forward and handed Lin Bufan and Zhang Yini their business cards.

"We are not villagers here." Zhang Yini said.

"Oh!" The young man looked at Zhang Yini and said, "Looking at your appearance, you are also the boss. Alas, let me tell you, since the announcement of the development zone, there are no houses here, so don't mess around. Go back."

"Haha, I won't take over the house, so I just came to take a look." Zhang Yini smiled and Lin Bufan continued to walk forward.

The two came to the courtyard house in the alley again, which was the school hall of the ancient Lingshan Academy. In a sense, it was the most valuable house in Lingshan.

It's a pity that it is a historical relic, otherwise it would be sold for a lot of money.

"Beautiful!" Gu Xinyue stood in the courtyard.

"Xin Yue." Zhang Yini walked in.

"Yi Ni, you should know that Lingshan is in the Economic Development Zone, and this courtyard is the most valuable in Lingshan." Gu Xinyue said proudly, "I spent 5 million to buy this courtyard. When it is developed, I can Make twice as much money.”

Zhang Yini touched her temples and said regretfully: "Maybe your happiness will be in vain."

"Yi Ni, I don't understand what you mean. Haven't you bought a house in Pengbu District?"

Zhang Yini didn't answer, but asked another topic: "You don't have a loan, right?"

"I borrowed 2 million."

"It's okay, I just lost a little interest."

Gu Xinyue bought the courtyard house for 5 million, but in the end the government would only refund her 5 million, which meant she lost a little bank interest.

"Hahaha, Yanni, I really can't understand you. Are you jealous of me?" Gu Xinyue smiled sarcastically.

"There's nothing to be jealous of. Is there a teahouse in Lingshan? Find a place to drink tea and talk about family issues." Zhang Yini said.

So the three of them went to Lingshan Herbal Tea Shop.

The herbal tea shop has three floors. There is an ornamental tea mortar at the door, and the waiter is wearing a gray Chinese knot top.

"You three distinguished guests..." The waiter at the door shouted, and the waiter inside came to greet him.

The three of them sat down on the third floor, ordered a pot of Longjing and ordered several plates of snacks.

Gu Xinyue was in a good mood and was talking about the development of Lingshan. Zhang Yini didn't want to talk, but she couldn't get in the middle of the conversation either.

Half an hour later, a familiar figure also went up to the third floor.

This is Lin Ping, Lin Bufan's aunt.

Next to her was a 40-year-old woman, stylishly dressed, wearing sunglasses, permed hair, and a silk scarf.

This woman's name is He Yueniang, she is Lin Ping's little sister, and her husband works in the government.

In September, Lin Ping learned from He Yueniang that Pengbu was going to be turned into an economic development zone, so she mortgaged two shops and a house, and asked her eldest brother and her third brother to borrow 100,000 yuan.

He also borrowed 2 million from loan sharks.
To be continued...