Chapter 197 No Problem Inside the restaurant. As Hong Sha left, Yu Weiwei, who had been somewhat reserved, became bolder. She picked up a piece of rice roll that had been bitten off from the bowl and put it towards Chen Yu's mouth. "I'm not used to it. I'll give it to you." However, this was obviously an excuse. This was the dish that Yu Weiwei ate the most. She just wanted to feed him. Chen Yu readily followed suit and ate the rice roll. Now this interaction became very natural for both parties. Yu Weiwei's eyes curved into crescents: "Come home with me today. I'll need your opinion on the style and arrangement of the furniture." She was referring to the house that Chen Yu had entrusted her to decorate. As she spoke, Yu Weiwei's eyes revealed a hint of shyness, and when she said the word "go home", she sounded like a newlywed. "Why do you need my opinion? The hostess can make the decision herself." Chen Yu said with a smile. "?" Yu Weiwei didn't react for a moment and was stunned. Mistress… She muttered these three words silently, and her cheeks turned red. When I handed her the key to the house and asked her to be responsible for the decoration, although both parties knew that this was the house where they would live together in the future, and it might even be their future wedding house, they did not break that window paper.

And Chen Yu's current statement has undoubtedly broken this layer of window paper. Yu Weiwei saw Chen Yu leaning his head and looking at her with a smile on his face, and she didn't know why she felt so angry. Although the word "hostess" is beautiful, the male owner did not help at all when she was decorating the house. Yu Weiwei rolled her eyes at him, took out a tissue and wiped the juice from the corner of Chen Yu's mouth: "Why am I asking for your opinion? ... Because I am more democratic!" At this time, Hong Sha calmed down for a long time and finally returned to the dinner table. Yu Weiwei noticed that her best friend looked unhappy and asked with concern: "Sasha, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Sasha raised her eyes to look at Yu Weiwei, whose face was full of worry. Her eyes dimmed, she forced a smile and shook her head. Yu Weiwei and Hong Sha didn't eat much, so Yu Weiwei asked the waiter to pack up the remaining dishes. When it was time to pay the bill, she flipped through her purse with a bit of a pain in her heart and took out two Mao Zedong bills. Dian Du De might be very affordable after more than a decade, but it was still quite expensive in 2007. The three of them left the restaurant and got into Yu Weiwei's Toyota Corolla. Perhaps because Chen Yu was in a bad mood, Yu Weiwei still drove. It was a long way from Jinzhou Airport to school, and Hong Sha felt a little sleepy on the way, and even lay down on the back seat for a while. Chen Yu glanced through the rearview mirror at the petite and delicate Sasha curled up in the back seat, wondering what was going on again? Hong Sha has always been lively, but she said very little today. After going to the bathroom, she seemed even more depressed. Yu Weiwei turned the steering wheel: "How is your 'cousin' doing in America?" As she spoke, she glanced at Chen Yu who was sitting in the passenger seat and deliberately used the term "cousin". Chen Yu: "Not bad?" Yu curled her lips slightly: "Does this mean that you ran into her?" Yu Weiwei had no doubt that Chen Yu flew to the United States for business matters. After all, she had seen Chen Yu working hard for his career over the past few months. However, Jiang Yan was a woman so beautiful that it was outrageous, so she couldn't help but feel uncomfortable about it. Chen Yu's scalp tightened, and at this moment, Yu Weiwei's cell phone, which was placed in the glove box, suddenly vibrated.

This was a complicated loop, and the girl was a little flustered. Finally, she turned to Chen Yu for help: "Chen Yu, please help me answer it." Chen Yu blinked, thinking that the call came at the right time, he quickly dialed the number and then turned on the speakerphone. A dull female voice came from the other end: "Hello, Teacher Lingdang." Yu opened her mouth slightly, looking a little embarrassed. She thought it was a call from home, but it turned out to be from the magazine. She turned her head to look at Chen Yu, and seeing the smile on his face, she blushed with embarrassment: Well... my pen name has been exposed. To be honest, having my family and friends see my books is just like having my diary seen. The feeling of social death is indescribable... and if my pen name is exposed, it is only a matter of time before my published novels are seen, as long as someone is willing to look for it. "Hello--" Yu Weiwei, who almost dug her toes out of her two-bedroom apartment, was about to reply, but Chen Yu at the side interrupted her. “Hello, editor.” Chen Yu pointed at the steering wheel with a smile, signaling Yu Weiwei, who was in a state of panic, to concentrate on driving. A male voice was heard on the other end of the phone, asking in confusion, "Who are you?" "I'm Mr. Lingdang's fiancé." The dull female voice on the other end of the phone said in surprise: "Ah - hello, hello." Fiancé…the marriage hasn’t even been decided yet, what are you talking about! Yu Weiwei's breathing became noticeably faster, and the car's accelerator was stepped on. Chen Yu felt a noticeable push on his back. Hong Sha in the back seat was also disturbed from her sleep and uttered a long "um" sound. "Teacher Lingdang, is it inconvenient for you to answer the phone right now? Then please convey that someone wants to buy the film and television rights of your novel." Chen Yu was stunned for a moment. He thought it was nothing that Yu Weiwei earned a few thousand yuan in royalties from publishing a novel, but it was really amazing that the copyright was sold at this time in 07. Even if it was a short story, the film and television copyright fee would be at least yuan. "How much is the offer? Just the film and television rights? How many years of authorization do you want?" There was silence for a while, and then the other end said, "One hundred thousand for thirty years, to buy out the copyright." As soon as the question of how many years the authorization would take was asked, the editor immediately knew that Chen Yu was knowledgeable. "One hundred thousand!" Yu Weiwei couldn't help but raise her voice a little. "Yes, Mr. Lingdang, if you are satisfied with the price, can you come to our magazine office another day and discuss the details?" "Let's think about it." After saying that, Chen Yu immediately hung up the phone. They had already reached the straight road. Yu Weiwei used one hand to pinch Chen Yu's arm hard. Yu Weiwei's eyes sparkled: "Chen Yu, one hundred thousand!" Chen Yu looked at Yu Weiwei: "If I hadn't answered the call, you would have agreed immediately." Yu Weiwei: “Why don’t you agree?” In the girl’s view, this was simply pie in the sky, so she might as well eat it first. Chen Yu: "Would you like to think about it again?" Being able to sell the film and television rights for her first novel may have something to do with luck, but Yu Weiwei definitely has the ability. As long as she persists on the road of writing in the future, she will definitely go far. It’s a pity that she gave the maximum 30-year copyright license for her debut work and yet received no share of the profits.

Chen Yu: "For a 30-year copyright, the price should be able to go up to 12, or even 15. But I suggest you talk about a 10-year license with the same price." “Those who are interested in the copyright of short or medium-length films and TV series generally have plans to shoot them, and are unlikely to hold on to them. So whether it’s ten or thirty years, there is actually a difference in the eyes of the purchaser, but it’s not a big one.” Yu frowned slightly and said, "It's so complicated, please help me talk about it." Chen Yu smiled and said, "Then you have to tell me first, what is the name of your novel?" A blush appeared on Yu Weiwei's face: "...Forget it, I'll do it myself." The girl was determined and refused to tell Chen Yu what she had written. After three hours, I finally arrived at school. "Sasha, Sasha, we're at school!" Yu Weiwei woke up her best friend in the back row. Hong Sha rubbed her eyes in the back seat and changed from lying to sitting. She was a little confused for a moment and looked at Chen Yu who was driving the car, and then at Yu Weiwei. The girl pouted: "Why are you rushing me? Well, it won't stop you from sleeping with a man." (End of this chapter)