Chapter 24

In Manhattan, when the morning sun is getting stronger.

Wang Jian came out of the bank.

He took a pamphlet and flipped it with great interest.

Is this the checkbook?

Sign your name, fill in the amount, and you can use it as money?

It's kind of fun.

Standing on the crowded streets of Manhattan, he felt that his waist had never been so hard.

So

And he swelled.

He went into a real estate agent in Manhattan to rent an apartment.

In half an hour.

Wang Jian staggered out of the real estate agency.

A one bedroom apartment costs $1000 a month?

Or the kind of apartment built during World War II when I was older than myself?

How did Hitler blow up London instead of Manhattan!

The most important thing is to provide personal credit record and proof of income.

People like themselves who can't provide them have to go to the guarantee company to pay three months' rent in exchange for the guarantee contract.

In this way, the landlord is willing to rent the house to you.

As for buying an apartment?

Wang Jian didn't dare to inquire about the price at all.

Well

Forget it, forget it.

Brooklyn is not bad.

It is said that the rent there is only slightly higher than that in the Bronx, but the public security is much better than that in the Bronx.

What's more, there are not so many rules in Manhattan.

Looking at the signboards of Morgan bank and Goldman Sachs Group in the distance, he couldn't help sighing.

Manhattan is the heart of the global financial industry.

There are so many rich people here.

Wang Jian made a calculation in his mind.

Forty four thousand dollars in New York City is just enough to get rid of poverty.

Time doesn't wait for me.

I want to see if aozhongbo can make money in his mind.

He got on the bus back to the Bronx.

Ready to go back to the apartment, I began to translate the first volume of arcane, waiting for the community labor in the afternoon.

The bus started slowly.

People in suits and shoes but in a hurry were gradually left behind.

In half an hour.

When Wang Jian got off the bus, he saw a pool of blood and several pots of chrysanthemums in the morning where the two groups of black people were confronting each other.

He took a deep breath.

Well, it's still the freedom of the Bronx.

Wang Jian didn't stay much. After buying two hamburgers by the side of the road, he went back to his apartment.

Sitting on the sofa of his apartment, he was chewing a hamburger and drawing with a pen and paper.

First of all, we have to write down the novels in our minds in Chinese characters.

Then, make appropriate changes to make it closer to American life.

Finally, translate it into Chinese and English.

Write the outline of the story and tens of thousands of words in front of it, and you can contribute.

I already have "I am the great mage", which is the foundation in front of me.

Well, the new book should be able to get a guaranteed royalty and a fairly good royalty share.

Just as he was writing.

The telephone rang.

Wang gradually frowned.

This is immersed in a thing, suddenly disturbed feeling, let a person particularly uncomfortable.

He picked up the phone patiently and made a decision by the way.

If it's some kind of sales promotion, I'll unplug the phone line later.

"Hello. This is the food advertising department of Hongmeng advertising company. I'm Lynn, the advertising planner. Are you Mr. Wang, the author of I am the great mage

Advertising companies?

What do they want to do with themselves?

Wang Jian was a little puzzled and replied, "I am. Can I help you? "

"It's like this. Our company wants to get the advertising authorization of "I'm the wizard". When you have time, we can meet and talk about it in detail. "

Advertising authorization of I am the wizard?

Wang Jian looked at the microphone with a little doubt. Isn't this really a liar?

How is that authorized?

In the section printed below, change the manuscript. Only by eating some brand of Taco can you increase the magic?

Stop teasing

Wang Jian is about to refuse, just heard the phone opposite said: "we will be according to the number of years, give you a very rich return."

Big returns?

Wang Jian's eyes brightened.

Actually

It's not impossible.

Popeye also eats "Bobo" canned spinach.Mike has a brand taco

Not too much?

He was thinking to himself.

All of a sudden, I thought of the dark loss I suffered when I signed the contract with the publishing house.

Well

Let's decide to put it off.

At the very least, you need a lawyer, don't you?

As a result, Wang Jian said, "it's not convenient for me to talk to you now. You leave your contact information. I'll contact you in a few days."

"Your authorization is very important to our company, we are very sincere..." The other end of the phone is still talking and persuading.

Finally, after more than ten minutes of compliment, the other party finally left the contact information.

"Lynn, phone: XXX."

Wang Jian hung up, looked at the note in his hand, and carefully put it into the manuscript of arcane throne.

Then he looked up and began to think.

Where can I find a lawyer?

And in Manhattan, in the office building of Acer advertising.

Lynn put down the microphone and rubbed her red hair in a bit of distress.

The department head next to her asked, "how's it going? What does the other party say? "

"I said I'll talk about it in a few days." Lynn looked up at the director. "However, he should not have authorized other advertising agencies."

"Do you have the address of Wang Jian? I can't. I'll have an interview with him. "

After a moment, he took out the copy paper and went back to his desk.

He said to Lin en, "this is the address of Wang Jian. But it's not from me, it's from you. Do you understand

Lynn took the copy paper and said to the supervisor with a smile, "don't worry, I understand the rules."

"Our branch is going to set up a new Department, whose main responsibility is to combine advertising with popular culture, so as to attract more young people's attention," the bald head said with a smile

Then he pauses, takes a look at Lynn, and says, "I think you're great. You have a lot of potential."

Lynn was stunned, then nodded solemnly to her supervisor.

Then, he went back to his desk and read the thick book on his desk.

If you look at it carefully, it's "I'm the great mage".

"It's an artist." Lynn looked and thought, "it's always right to blow their work when we meet, even if it's a piece of shit."

"But this book is quite interesting to read."

At this time, Langdon press.

A young editor was packing up.

A few people nearby said: "it was you who suggested that I was a great mage, but the editor in chief refused."

"How come the editor in chief, once investigated, turned down your manuscript, and the editor in chief never saw it?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm not happy with it anyway." "Besides, I haven't left the publishing industry," the young man said with a smile

"As a new publishing agent, you should introduce me to some good writers." As he spoke, he put his badge on his desk.

The badge said, "Tom sols.".