Although it was the Cao family who was involved in the trouble, if his son had not earned a lot of royalties, he would not have been able to pass this level. The Spring Festival is coming soon. For the New Year, Wang Laoshi would not be happy about this.

Zhang Jun left, Wang Er looked at his back and said, "Dad, it seems that he may not be the one who caused the Cao family."

"Waiter, don't think too badly."

"Dad, the Cao family wants to deal with my family, so it's so troublesome? Last time some departments came to the so-called inspection, maybe someone from the Cao family said something, but they still didn't take it seriously, otherwise it might not be able to resolve it even if Uncle Wang Wenming came forward."

After saying this, Zhang Jun asked again just now, "Isn't rent anymore?"

Both Wang Laoshi and Miao Xiaohua became suspicious.

"Dad, there are all kinds of people. The store has run its business well. The landlords have come to raise prices every month, and it has continued until the store can't afford it. Search the Internet, and there are not too many examples, and there is a good excuse for the Cao family."

Wang Laoshi is a nostalgic person. He has been dealing with each other for several years and has some feelings. Although what his son said makes sense, the more he hears, the more depressed he becomes. He said, "Let's close business tomorrow, move, so as not to move during the New Year, get upset, and do his best to install a new store."

Moving the next day.

Boss Li next door asked: "Wang Laoshi, why are you moving?"

Wang Laoshi did not answer, Miao Xiaohua replied: "The landlord wants to increase the rent to 5,500 yuan, and he can't stand it, so we have to move."

"Five thousand five, why don't you rob money?" Boss Li said with a deep slightest thought that business is easy to do. If it is a little bit bad, you can only work for the landlord.

The New Year is here, and in previous years, Wang Laoshi and his family would go back to their hometown in Jiangbei to celebrate the New Year.

Because I have to look at the decoration of the new store, I really have to send someone to see it, otherwise it would be a variety of corners, and the family of three would not go back.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year, Wang Laoshi wished several leaders a New Year's greetings. The family's family may not be able to appreciate the gifts of 700 or 800 yuan, but it is necessary to pay a visit to the Cao family. Wang Er also wished several people from the magazine and publishing house on the computer.

After a while, Wang Jimin first replied: "Wang Er, Happy New Year."

"Everyone is happy, Uncle Wang, just in time, the fifth volume of the Wizard of Oz has been written. I will use it as a New Year greeting to you and will pass it to you first."

I can't say that I will pass the manuscript to you, I'll send me money.

"This is a good gift," Wang Jimin said happily. Due to the situation of "The King of Fairy Tales", the more manuscripts the better. He said again: "Wang Er, how fast are you?"

If it weren't for drawing, even if Wang Er was more diligent, 30,000 words a day would not be a problem. Even if it was drawing, there were still things to do, 15,000 words a day, which was still very easy. But this was not an online article, and Wang Jimin was frightened by Wang Er's speed.

"It's okay. I'm not in school, so I'll code more. If I go to school and want to code so many words every day, it's impossible."

"Yes, yes." Wang Jimin "wakes up" over. Once Wang Er goes to school, there is no time to write. In that case, the manuscript of "The King of Fairy Tales" will inevitably not be able to keep up. He thought for a while and said, "Wang Er, you need to code a little more. As long as you code it out, we will call you the royalties. There is also this one, when you go to work in the seventh day of the lunar month, I will immediately arrange someone to transfer the manuscript fees to your account."

"Thank you." Wang Er happily wrote, waiting for you to say this: "Mom, come here."

Wang Er asked Miao Xiaohua to look at the chatting between the two on the computer: "Look, the bill for the seventh grade of the 1st grade has come, more than 20,000 yuan."

As noon approached, Li Changmin also replied: "Wang Er, you have to be prepared. There are about twenty days left. The first volume of the Wizard of Oz and the first volume of the Ugly Duckling Fairy Tales and the selected version will be released."

The second volume of the Wizard of Oz and the second volume of the Ugly Duckling Fairy Tales collection cannot be released for the time being because it needs to be coordinated with the magazine. As for the selected version, it is not within the scope of the cooperation, and it must be released in time.

"So fast?"

"Wang Er, nowadays, is electronic type-type, not ancient times, and movable type printing is of course faster, unless some books with unknown sales or copyrights."

"Uncle Li, when it is about to be released, I'll publicize it on Weibo."

"Okay, Wang Er, I will make a small request. Can I agree?"

“What request?”

"I have a son who is like Ji Zhenru's child. He is not a good person. I will use you as a metaphor, but he doesn't believe it."

Li Changmin's son was much better than Ji Zhenru's son. Ji Zhenru's child was so traumatized by Ji Zhenru's mind.

"Uncle Li, I just wrote some fairy tales. You can't be a role model. If you want to, I will do it."

Wang Er opened the video and observed it. The pixels were about 720P and the clarity was OK. Then he saw Li Changmin grabbing a 15 or 16-year-old boy and walking to the computer.

This age is the rebellious period of youth. He first stared at Wang Er and then said, "You are not the liar my dad invited."

Li Changmin slapped him hard on the head with a "slap".

"Brother Li, wait a moment," Wang Er brought a lot of copyright certificates from behind: "Brother Li, look."

Li Changmin's son still didn't believe it, so Wang Er simply brought the household registration book. Miao Xiaohua asked strangely: "Waiter, what do you want the household registration book?"

Wang Er whispered: "Uncle Li from the publishing house uses me to be a role model and educate his children. If his children don't believe it, I will show him the household registration book."

"Every family has a difficult sutra to recite." Miao Xiaohua said. In her heart, a person like Li Changhua must have excellent children. Unexpectedly, she actually used her son as a role model for education.

"It's the same," Wang Er took the household registration book: "Brother Li, look at my address and name on the copyright certificate, and then look at my address and name on the household registration."

Li Changhua's son widened his eyes and said after a while: "Brother, you can do it."

Li Changhua slapped him again and said, "Wang Er, the above has decided that your seven-color flower and the ugly duckling have been selected into the primary school textbook."

Li Changhua's son's eyes widened: "Brother, you are so good, all the novels you wrote have been included in the textbook."

"Uncle Li, I understand, positive energy."

"Positive energy?"

"The little match girl has a little negative energy."

"Oh, that's right, maybe it's right. In fact, the little match girl, the emperor's new clothes, the story of goldfish and fisherman are all qualified to be selected for the textbook. After the Spring Festival, you will probably be notified."

As expected, he was an editor and had a vision. Wang Er said: "Uncle Li, I am lucky to get my fortune and lose my life. I have already been selected for two articles. This is a blessing. If you want to ask for it again, it is called unsatisfactory."

"You," Li Changhua didn't know what to say, but he was also happy and had to learn to be satisfied. He was selected for two articles, which was no less important than investing tens of millions of publicity expenses!

But this is faster.

As soon as the two of them got off the line, Wang Jimin sent a shaking window: "Wang Er, Wang Er."

"Uncle Wang, I'm here, you said."

"Just just now, I contacted our magazine and selected two fairy tales to enter the textbook. One is the Ugly Duckling and the other is the Seven Color Flower. Because it is an elementary school textbook, the department will arrange for people to modify them and ask whether you agree or not, or whether you have any royalties."

"Uncle Wang, if you want a royalty fee if you want it?"

"Why would you like to pay for it? You're willing to pay for it."

"That's all, I don't want the royalties anymore. Let them modify them."

The original texts of the two fairy tales are a bit short, but they are just a matter of length. They cannot be kept in the primary school textbooks intact. As for whether they are well modified, they will leave it to fate.

"I informed them, but I haven't confirmed it. Don't say it on Weibo."

"I'm sure, I won't say it on Weibo because it's not the original version."

"You are content." Wang Jimin smiled and got off the line.

Wang Er was a little dazed, why so fast?

An old man said, "This little guy is a bit cruel."

It is not easy to be selected into the textbook, especially a new author. It must not only consider the value of the work, but also the character of the author himself. After checking it, it is easy to check it, and the results found will scare everyone.

Wang Er donated 90% of the manuscript fee, which was equivalent to donating it almost anonymously. The key is that Wang Er's family is not in good condition, and it is even more rare and valuable, otherwise it would not have been passed so quickly.

The old man said again: "When are the two children's quarrels? When can primary schools be fired? Say to Xu City that although we need to revitalize the economy, education should be taken seriously and don't do too much!"

Wang Er didn't know, so he and his parents came to the welfare home to pay New Year's greetings with a lot of snacks.

There were some people standing at the gate of the welfare home, one of which was Dr. Qin, who was holding a little girl in his hand.

"Doctor Qin, why are you standing outside?" Wang Laoshi asked.

"There are leaders in the hospital for inspection."

"Inspection is a good thing," Wang said honestly. After inspection, it means that if you pay attention, the above will allocate more funds.

"Why are you here?"

"I made a total of several doctors in the hospital and raised 20,000 yuan. Each child gave me a red envelope. By the way, I brought the children from each family to take a look."

"Uncle Qin, you have vision." Wang Er said on the side. It will definitely not work if you look at it once. However, being able to take your children to participate in several similar activities a year will have some subtle positive effects on each child.

"What kind of vision... we are still far behind your family." Several doctors said verbally.

Dr. Qin asked: "Wang Lao Shi, why is your noodle restaurant not open?"

"I changed a new store, just across from it, and it's being renovated, and it's a little closer to your hospital."

"It's good."

Everyone was talking casually, the leader came out, Wang Laoshi and the others went in. The old dean slapped Li Wan'er on the head, and Li Wan'er came over cleverly: "Hello Uncle Wang, Hello Aunt Miao, I wish you a happy New Year."
Chapter completed!