freenovelworld Chapter 92 My Mom Was a Literary Master in the 1990s
Chapter 92 My Mom Was a Literary Master in the 1990s
"Mr. Liu, how much are you planning to pay for the rights to this martial arts novel?"
"Five thousand yuan."
Assistant Luo was a little curious as to why the copyright fee was so much lower than that in Hong Kong.
Perhaps noticing Assistant Luo's puzzled expression, Liu Tong explained the situation to him with a smile.
"He's just a newly famous writer from mainland China. How much is he worth? If I didn't like this story, I wouldn't even pay five thousand."
"But what if they disagree? After all, I've seen this book selling quite well in Taipei these past few days."
"No, for a writer in a small town, five thousand yuan is already quite good."
"Yes, yes, it's all thanks to Mr. Liu's thoughtfulness that the company has saved a lot of money."
"Haha, it's all as it should be."
Liu Tong smiled smugly, while his assistant Luo kept flattering him.
The Si family, who had just boarded their sleeper berths, were chatting excitedly. This time, both Si's father and mother had come together.
After all, it was his daughter's moment of glory, how could he not be there?
However, Si Lu and Si Lin couldn't come along because of work, but they promised that they would definitely be watching on TV on the day of the awards ceremony.
Gu Xiuyuan was very excited throughout the journey, as this was his first time traveling so far.
However, on the train, the topics of conversation among the people were all about Si Yanshu.
"Hey, did you manage to buy Si Yan's new novel? It's sold out in our county."
"I couldn't buy it, but my aunt helped me buy it, and it's a collector's edition."
"Really? You're so lucky, bro. Can I borrow it when we get to Taipei?"
"Hey, but you guys think the person who wrote this story must be quite old. The epic chivalry and heroic spirit in it must have taken a lot of life experience to write."
At this moment, Gu Xiuyuan, who had been eavesdropping nearby, couldn't help but reply.
"Then can't Si Yan be a woman?"
"Where did this little brat come from? What do you know? A woman couldn't write this story."
Gu Xiuyuan rolled his eyes, too lazy to pay them any attention.
"Yes, yes, you're all right."
Another group of people immersed in their own fantasies. This is not the first group I have encountered, and it will certainly not be the last.
Immediately afterwards, Gu Xiuyuan leaned close to Si Yan's ear and whispered something.
"Mom, do you think they'd be shocked if they found out that the author of that martial arts novel was a woman?"
"Hmph, why are you interrupting when others are speaking?"
Si Yan gently pinched Gu Xiuyuan's ear in response to his teasing.
This made Si's father and mother laugh out loud.
The two-day, one-night journey came to an end, and Si Yan and her group arrived safely in Taipei.
As soon as they exited the train station, someone came to pick them up.
"Cheng Lin, over here."
Old Liu, standing on the right platform, waved his hand excitedly.
"Hey, Cheng Lin, you look even younger than I have in five years."
"Come on, Lao Liu, don't tease me. Let me introduce you. This is my wife, Lin Huifen, and this is my daughter, Si Yan, and my grandson, Gu Xiuyuan."
Old Liu smiled and nodded.
"I know, I've heard so much about Si Yan. She's not only good at writing martial arts novels, but her science fiction is just as good."
"Oh, no, no, Lao Liu can't take any praise. She's far inferior to those veteran artists."
He kept saying it was far from good enough, but the smile on his face never stopped.
"Alright, Cheng Lin, I'm not going to banter with you anymore. Come on, I've arranged a welcome dinner for you."
"You wouldn't believe it, but thanks to Si Yan's martial arts novel, we were able to successfully enter the Taipei market this time."
Old Liu sighed as he walked.
No one expected that coming to Taipei to test the waters would lead to such a smooth market penetration.
However, Lao Liu knew that he had to thank the Si family for all of this.
Sure enough, a table of delicious food had already been prepared and was waiting for them.
This dish is hard to book in advance; it's from Zhenwei Pavilion, and I heard that the head chef there is a genuine descendant of the imperial chefs.
Hehe, I got to enjoy this too today.
"Old Liu, what are you grinning about over there? I've been talking to you for ages and you haven't said a word."
It turned out that Lao Liu was just lost in thought, and Si's father had called him several times but he hadn't responded.
Old Liu blushed instantly, mainly because what they said made him so hungry.
The group left the train station with their luggage and got into the car that Lao Liu had prepared from the beginning.
Old Liu accompanied the Si family to the hotel to put away their luggage, and after they rested for a while, he took them to Zhenwei Pavilion.
As soon as they reached the door, they smelled an enticing aroma. The group was already starving, and they all unconsciously rubbed their stomachs.
Seeing their movements, Lao Liu understood and quickened his pace as well.
After giving the receptionist their reservation name, a young woman in a cheongsam led them to the front desk.
Then, Si's father tugged at Lao Liu's sleeve.
"Old Liu, aren't you afraid I'll tell your wife that you're starting to put on such a show even when you're eating?"
"Oh, don't say that. Who am I doing this for? Isn't it all to broaden your horizons?"
Old Liu lowered his voice and said softly.
As soon as Gu Xiuyuan entered, he looked around curiously, and several ink paintings hanging on the wall caught his eye.
Si Yan had only left to use the restroom, and when she came out, she heard her own name called.
"Mr. Liu, Si Yan should be arriving in Taipei soon, right? When do you plan to meet her?"
"No rush, let her wait a few days, otherwise how can we lower the price?"
Assistant Luo nodded repeatedly and even gave Mr. Liu a thumbs up, demonstrating her maximum emotional value.
Si Yan, standing to the side, watched their retreating figures with a rather intriguing expression.
Ah, interesting.