Although Limu people are young, they bring four outsiders to discuss business upstairs, so how can they let others go up and disturb them!

After a long and short staircase, Li Mu led the four people to the roof. As the owner of this place, Lu Hui began to perform the host ceremony and took her sister Lu Wei to arrange chairs and tea.

The roof of the Lu family is an aerial garden that is no less than their yard. On this roof that is higher than the ground, you can see bungalows in the mountains, many of which are two or three-story buildings under construction.

The roof of their house uses Western-style railings, which are hung with vibrant creepers, which are lushly hanging down from the upper floor, like a green curtain to block the sunlight on the fifth floor. Most of the space on the roof is placed with flower pots of different sizes, but in this family that knows how to enjoy aesthetics, no matter how many potted plants there are, it will not appear messy.

About two-thirds of the side of the roof is close to the river embankment - to be precise, it is the golden part of 0.618. Lu's father built a pavilion with a white mast. The top of the pavilion adopts a mesh structure, and is full of vines. It is not practical to rely on vines to block the rain, but it is more than enough to block the sun. There are already bunches of grapes the size of mung beans on the vines, and it is estimated that the fruit plate will be placed in the middle of the month.

Grape vines are prone to caterpillars, and they will spray some extremely diluted pesticides in late spring. It is said that even if they are directly given to others, they will not die, and they will only spray once. When the grapes are ripe, if it rains or not, they will only eat them directly if they are soaked in water. The cautious mother Lu suggested that it is best to rinse them with water before eating.

Under the vines is a white plastic round table. Lu Hui placed large plastic chairs commonly used in night market ice flower stalls around the table. They are not only spacious but also a place to work with, so it is quite comfortable to sit. The Lu family originally planned to build a stone table here, but if the roof is equipped with a stone table like a courtyard, it may not be able to withstand the weight and crack.

The shortest Lu Lingling sat at the table. When she crossed the river bank, she could see the green river full of water. The wind blew her face and gave people a wonderful feeling.

"Your life is so good." Lu Lingling took a sip of tea and sighed with a rare calmness.

"Overall, villagers like us who have two or three buildings for rent actually don't have to do anything other than collecting rent." Li Mu smiled unusually relaxedly on her face.

The words say that she is such a villager and can live as long as her parents collect rent. In fact, the person who collects rent is the grandmother. The life of the family relies entirely on the breath of others. This is the result that grandmother wants, and it comes from her inexplicable control over her children.

Lu Wei and Lu Hui were also invited to take a seat, but when it comes to unfamiliar things like "discussing business", they sat aside without saying a word.

"It's completely different from those of us who are running around and working hard..." Liangzi, who was ignorant of the inside story, still said gently.

"Let's get to the point directly. I originally planned to sign with Dongman or Mantianxia. How do you plan to sign?" I was afraid that if I continued to talk, I would be in a state of confusion. Before they could figure out their situation, Rimu asked calmly.

"Our company promises to help you issue a single book. The royalty is charged at 80 yuan per page. The single book sales profit is 9%. I hope you can sign a 15-year contract with us. We will be responsible for helping you promote and increase your popularity." The speaker was Wang Bingyu. Among these four people, she looks the most like the head, and the president Lu Lingling is like an employee.

The conditions they gave were dumbfounded by Rimu, but he smiled unanimously on the surface.

In addition to receiving royalties for serializing in magazines, cartoonists also have single-line books, peripherals and other income. When it comes to single-line books and comic peripherals, this is only for cartoonists with strength and popularity. If you are just a small comic, don’t mention single-line books and peripherals. The amount of the magazine’s manuscript is a problem. The lowest manuscript fee can be acquired by a few yuan per page, and even life cannot be maintained.

The income standard of cartoonists is determined by their strength. Cartoonists with strong strength and popularity will receive more royalties, and the less royalties will be. There is no doubt that Rimu is very confident in his own strength, but now he is just a comic novice with "zero" personality.

"I'm not the first author of your club, right?" Rimu suddenly realized something and asked: "You won't have a magazine yet, and there are not even authors who support a magazine, so let me publish a single copy first?"

"You are very smart, please rest assured. We have signed a 15-year contract with you. If we break the contract first, you will receive a considerable amount of compensation." Wang Bingyu's words made Li Mu feel a little moved.

If they unilaterally break the contract due to poor management, the signing of the cartoonist can get a compensation, but Rimu cares about why they are so sure to sign a contract with him.

"I'm so proud of me. I'm going to sign a 15-year contract. How can you decide I painted it?" Limu held her chin with her hands and looked at them with a smile. Since she launched an attack on them, Wang Bingyu's face turned long and her name changed from "you" to "you".

"We also need to confirm this, but we should definitely stay away from it." Wang Bingyu had long been concerned about it.

The children in front of them cannot be treated as children no matter what. In the chat just now, they collected some information, such as he once drew a full-open pencil sketch and had already contributed to a national painting competition. What's more, in the conversation now, the little boy made them feel the feeling of "youngness", but instead he was like a cunning old fox staring at them.

Even if such a person is very young, he is very likely to draw a comic with a high degree of completion. She can be sure that the child in front of her must be the author of "The Alchemist of Steel".

"I'm sorry, I can only sign a comic contract with you, but I can't be your contracted painter." Riki closed his eyes slightly and began to express his own opinions.

There are roughly two types of comic contract signing: signing comics and signing comics.

If the former has other works, cartoonists can completely serialize them in magazines of other publishers; the latter can only publish works in magazines of signed publishers.

Once you become a contracted cartoonist, it is equivalent to signing a contract for a manga, especially signing a contract for more than five years with just signing. It would be fine if it was a big company like Enix. However, Shangguo Publishing House is just a small company formed by these four little girls. It is really hard to believe that such a company can last for several years.

"We want to cultivate you and cooperate with you, and I hope you can understand." Wang Bingyu worked hard to find the right words.

"Let's do this, it doesn't matter how much you charge the royalty. I want 15% or 20% of the sales profit of a single bank. In this way, I promise to sign a 5- or 10-year contract with you." Limu was silent for a moment and said politely.

He thought he was worth this price, or the ultimate painter system in his mind was worth this money. If it weren't for the ultimate cartoonist system, he might have agreed when he heard the 9% share. After all, compared with the lower share of 2% to 4%, 9% is undoubtedly the higher share of the comics industry. The other party not only liked him but also gave him respect. If it weren't for their company being too small and fearing that the publicity would not be adequate, Limu wouldn't care about that few percent of the money.

"Then there is nothing to talk about, say goodbye!" Wang Bingyu frowned seriously.

After saying that, she stood up with the table with both hands and acted to take the other three people away. Unexpectedly, her president did not cooperate at all, and she had no intention of leaving on the chair. Instead, she reached out and grabbed her and said:

"Well~ Bingbing shouldn't be so strict. Since Teacher Rimu dares to mention it like this, it must be his own reason, right? - Teacher Rimu?"

The president seemed careless, but his eyes were full of brightness, making people wonder which side she was on. It seemed that he was planning to ask Li Mu to find a reason to convince Wang Bingyu. If Wang Bingyu could be convinced, he could sign the contract with him. If Li Mu had no reason and could not convince Xiang Bingyu, then he should sign according to the original signing plan.

"Um..." A smile spread from Li Mu's face. He really didn't know how to convince them. Could it be that he told them that there was a system in his body that his future would be limitless?

After a little consideration, Rimu smiled and said, "I am only 8 years old now, and I am still in the growth stage. I will definitely have a lot of room for improvement in the next few years. In fact, it doesn't matter whether I sign with the company or not, but I need the material fee to practice painting. This way, the royalty is still 80 yuan per page, and the profit of a single bank is only 9%, and I will sign a 10-year contract with you. But you have to help me keep 10% of the profit. If I need to buy any practice painting tools, as long as it does not exceed that 10%, you will have to reimburse me."

Limu did not like the 10% or 20% income. Making money was not difficult for him, but it was definitely not easy. In order to ensure that he could successfully complete the "ultimate painter" task that burned money successfully and did not give up his special research on comics, he had to try his best to earn the painting income. Therefore, even if it was not for money but for reimbursement of materials, the supply of painting materials could only be guaranteed, and he felt that it was completely unrelated to how the income was distributed.

The 10-year contract ended just when he was an adult, and at this time he happened to be recognized by the state with his own civil capacity and could become an independent cartoonist.

"Can I look at your manuscript? Show us your skills by the way." The publisher asked, staring at a shiny glasses.

The contract content proposed by Limu is actually full of his love for comics. The reimbursement of the material expenses he wants exceeds the amount of his share of income. It is hard to imagine how much a cartoonist who is so enthusiastic about painting can grow in comics.

"Of course there is no problem. My temporary studio is right below, and there are just a few pages of originals. But the room is a little small, and there are too many people if you go down, um..." Limu stumbled for a while and turned to the owner of the room: "Lu Hui, help."

Lu Hui nodded and stood up to get the manuscript and comic tools. Lu Wei also got up and followed her sister. The group of strangers made her feel scared.

"Privately... I'll help you." Ryoko also quickly got up.

After a while, tools such as original manuscripts, manuscript paper, pencils, comic dip pens and ink were all taken up. It sounded like a lot, but in fact it was just a stack of manuscript paper and a box. Only one person took it, or he had to worry that the box would slide down while walking, but the three of them were too abundant when they went down together.
Chapter completed!