Rebirth of the loss to become a billionaire

After hearing the words, Lin Xiaoru was stunned and said embarrassedly.

"Teacher Zhao, you may not have heard clearly. Due to our company's operation problems, we did not have enough funds to purchase your authorization, so I had to give up. To be honest, our company has limited funds. I am afraid that even Teacher Zhao's travel expenses cannot be reimbursed, so Really Sorry."

I'm just about to say the word "no money". I should understand.

"Stop talking nonsense, who wants you to reimburse travel expenses, address! Hurry!"

"The eighth floor of Shuangling Building, Qingyou City."

With a drink, Lin Xiaoru subconsciously reported the address.

I regretted it when I said it, and explained it again and again.

"Ms. Zhao, we really have no money."

"I don't need money, I will issue the air tickets myself, and I can also authorize you for free, and there is no need for revenue sharing. If I don't have enough money to produce, I will pay for it. I will book the air tickets right away and wait for me!"

Then the phone hung up and immediately dialed the assistant's number.

"Immediately buy me a ticket back to Xia Country, immediately!"

When the assistant received the call, he rubbed his dim eyes and looked down at the night view outside the window blankly.

"Teacher Zhang, we just got off the plane at night and we were in the mountains. It was past three in the morning. You told me to return home now. Are you sure you are joking?"

"Isn't it three o'clock in the morning? Young people don't want to sleep all day, I tell you, we are historians, and the spirit of scientific research is more than anything.

I think that when we excavated the pharaohs in Ej, the observatory said that three days later, there would be heavy rain that will not happen in a hundred years. To ensure the integrity of the tomb, we never closed our eyes for three consecutive days and three nights. Speaking of this, I remembered... …"

"What about the ticket? I'll book it right away."

When the assistant heard that Zhao Yunshang was about to start a long talk, goose bumps came out all over her body.

If you talk about this, she won't be sleepy.

The same story has been heard no less than a hundred times, and I will vomit if I listen to it again.

On the other side, Lin Xiaoru stunned the phone to beep, then turned to ask Xiaoli next to her.

"Sister Xiaoli, tell me, if there are copyright owners who don't want your license fee, don't share revenue, or even contribute money to help you produce, do you think..."

"I think you are crazy."

Xiao Li at the front desk put down the paintbrush in her hand and said confidently.

"Sister Xiaoli, don't be kidding."

"Xiao Lin, you were joking with sister first."

Lin Xiaoru thought for a while, don't care about the ones that are missing. When Teacher Zhao arrives, it will be clear whether it is true or not. It is urgent to deal with the paper box situation.

So pleased to get to Xiaoli's side.

"Sister Xiaoli, I remember you are good at drawing, do you want to make some comics published?"

"I think, I want to dream about it, except for the rich second generation, this is what I want most." Xiaoli's eyes lit up suddenly and then dimmed. pretty good."

"Otherwise, how about I publish comics for you for free?"

Xiaoli stepped back and looked at Lin Xiaoru, and asked blankly, "Xiao Lin, we have had grievances, but have we had grudges lately?"

"No, why did Sister Xiaoli ask like that?" Lin Xiaoru scratched her head blankly.

Clang...

Xiaoli's little fan fist patted several times on the table.

"Since we have no grudges, why do you rub my IQ on the ground."

After Xiaoli's words were finished, Lin Xiaoru blinked a few times, and then slowly reacted, feeling amused.

It turned out that Sister Xiaoli didn't believe it.

So she patiently explained her plan to the other party, planning to produce a carton box of comics, and wanted Xiaoli to be the lead writer, and the comics printed on the box.

It is equivalent to helping her publish for free, and the copyright still belongs to her.

"So it's just that? Simple!"

Xiaoli agreed.

In a blink of an eye, it was five o'clock after get off work, and Zhang Tianyi stretched out.

One afternoon, I roughly sketched out a short plot of Pokemon, and most of the Pokemon image.

Since he has never played Pokemon, some are just memories of watching animations in his childhood. Many things are not remembered clearly, and some places are magically changed, so tired.

I happened to look at the busy employees when I came out, and my conscience was overwhelming.

I don't know what time you are still busy.

He is kind-hearted, so everyone has worked hard.

Quicken the pace to get off work.

As he walked past the front desk, Zhang Tianyi suddenly paused.

He smelled a crisis.

On the desk of the front desk, there is a rough box with beautiful cartoons pasted on it. The storyboard and streamline are all done very well.

Wouldn't they think of making a comic box?!

Zhang Tianyi quietly picked up the storybook next to him.

one look.

Don't be afraid.

What a fairy tale plot!

He from an alien fell in love with her, but she fell in love with another him, and then he only loved it, but it only liked him from an alien.

I rely on (‵o′) convex

It's simply blind to such a good painting technique.

He bet a million, and the man who conceived this comic would never be popular in his life.

Although the style of painting in this world is a bit different from the original world, it is still distinguishable if people are ghosts.

Just like the Xiang in the original world, when it comes to this world, it is still flying.

"Mr. Zhang, what do you think of the comics? Kobayashi plans to produce a comic box, which is about fifty boxes filled with figures, so that people can open the box while reading the comics to increase the interest. I am the lead writer."

Seeing that Zhang Tianyi had picked up her manuscript, Xiao Li at the front desk immediately leaned over and asked.

Needless to say, Zhang Tian's opinion on the rough box also guessed Lin Xiaoru's intentions.

After all, the comic box is not a rare thing. In their world, the packaging of snacks with it has been popular for a while.

In principle, Zhang Tianyi cannot allow this to happen.

But if the plot drawn in the comics is his hand, he is relieved.

The fire won't rise!

To be on the safe side, he asked again, "Is this the plot you designed?"

"I designed the plot, the chief writer is me, and the screenwriter is me, but Xiaolin said that the plot looks a bit awkward and can't tell the difference between good and bad, so I ask others for opinions. What do you think of Mr. Zhang?"

Xiaoli looked at Zhang Tianyi expectantly, as if there was a small tail swaying behind her, her expression was like saying, please praise my story.

More than awkward, after watching the plot, Lin Xiaoru felt a faint regurgitation in her stomach and was disgusting. However, she read few comics on weekdays, and she didn't know if it was normal, so she showed it to others for advice.

Zhang Tianyi could understand Lin Xiaoru's mood at that time.

If it gets hot, he will wash his hair upside down!

Thinking like this in my heart, I can't say that.

Not only can he not object, but he must also strongly support and encourage.

Just as Zhang Tianyi was about to say something to exaggerate, He Zaifa, an idler like Zhang Tianyi, got off work on time and leaned in when he saw Zhang Tianyi at the front desk.

"Mr. Zhang, after get off work, how about going to the bar to relax together?"

"your treat?"

"It's a must, Mr. Zhang, it's my honor for you to appreciate your face."

Zhang Tianyi's eyes lit up in vain, and he couldn't help but think of it, letting go of the script.

"Come on, I have some biscuits in my office. I will eat them when I am hungry."

In terms of time, after simply encouraging Xiaoli, he and He Zaifa hurriedly left, passing by Zhao Yunshang who was dragging his luggage at the elevator entrance downstairs.

Seeing Zhang Tianyi and Zhang Tianyi making unscrupulous jokes as they walked, Zhao Yunshang couldn't help but frown, and muttered, "Now people get off work really early, and they don't have any professionalism."