This was the second time Delmar had seen Cynthia, and just this morning the crazy woman had just given his big baby a nasty pounding.
However, the negotiation process was much easier than he imagined. It was just a simple negotiation, and the other party agreed to most of his requirements, including re-signing the contract, extending the authorization time, and submitting the manuscript again ten days later.
"Isn't this too easy?" Delma returned to the carriage and asked the editor sitting opposite with some disbelief.
"She has always had this temperament and doesn't care much about anything." the female editor said cautiously.
"Great!" Delma clapped her hands, laughed and hugged the female editor, and said boldly: "From today on, you will be the editor-in-chief. I will make personnel transfers for you when you get back. Your salary will increase starting next month. times."
"Thank you, boss." The female editor blushed with excitement, but she didn't expect that she was on the verge of being dismissed with a promotion and a salary increase.
Delma closed her eyes and was already thinking about the details of signing the contract tomorrow.
Although he had just reached a verbal agreement with Cynthia, her book was still in his hands after all. If she wanted to make money, she had to be obedient.
Cyril has agreed to be the guarantor, and the follow-up of the work is guaranteed. This business is finally done.
…
Mag met Cynthia at a small hotel. She packed her things and went to stay in that small hotel again.
"I have done as you said." Cynthia looked at Mag and said, her eyes a little dodged, and her face was a little red.
It was the first time that I was alone in a small room with Boss Mai. It really made my heart beat faster.
Mag nodded slightly and said: "Very good, I will come to you when I need you. You'd better disguise yourself in the past two days before going out. Don't let anyone recognize you or find you."
"Okay." Cynthia agreed softly. She looked at Mag who was about to go out and left. After hesitating for a while, she couldn't help but gritted her teeth and said: "Boss Mai, after this matter is settled, can I still go to Mai Mi's restaurant?" Want to eat?"
"This matter will not end so soon." Mag glanced at her, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and turned around to leave without looking back.
Cynthia stood blankly on the spot, thinking for a long time, but still couldn't understand the meaning of Mag's words.
"Could it be that...Boss Mai wants to use this matter as a threat to ask me...to make me his Xiao Xin? In a small hotel, no one knows about it, and no one is allowed to go out...Isn't this imprisoning Paly?!"
…
Mag didn't know that Na Nizi's little mind would come up with so many things. He was only thinking that by this time tomorrow, some people would have a headache due to bankruptcy.
He wasn't very good at things like business warfare, but he still had family blood after all. He could fool these guys to death by just using some of the tricks he used to hear old men brag about after dinner.
"Boss, how's it going? The rumors outside are getting more and more exaggerated. Do we want to explain?" Yabei Mia and the others came to the restaurant early today. When they saw Mag coming back from outside, they all gathered around and expressed concern. asked looking at him.
"It's okay, it's just a trivial matter. I have already contacted the author of this book, and she has agreed to write a letter of apology to help clarify everything." Mag said with a relaxed smile.
"Have you met the author Northwest Lone Wolf? Is he a girl or a man?"
"Is she a regular customer of the restaurant? She must be a girl, right? Xiao Xin?"
"Are you beautiful? Or handsome?"
The girls all became interested, but this focus left Mag a little speechless.
"I asked, why are you so interested in an author?" Mag rolled his eyes, "He is a man, a foot-picking man in his forties."
"Wow! How could this happen? I'm so disillusioned."
"I never expected that the person who wrote such a delicate article would be a big man who picks his feet, not a beautiful young lady."
The girls were disappointed and immediately lost interest.
"But boss, now I admire your charm even more. What kind of charm can a foot-picking man in his forties write in such detail? It's really jaw-dropping." Angela looked weird. He looked at Mag and said.
Mag glanced at her sideways, not wanting to pay attention to his meaningless question.
"If the author speaks out, this matter should be settled. Those who spread rumors are really going too far. They just want our restaurant to cause a scandal and then lose." Yabei Mia said angrily.
"Even if there is a scandal, the departing guests will not be able to go to their place." Mag smiled and shook his head, then turned and went into the kitchen to prepare for the evening business.
"Phyllis, come here, I'll teach you how to knead the dough." Mag shouted in the kitchen.
"Here it comes!" Phyllis rushed into the kitchen like the wind, her face full of excitement. She was finally qualified to unlock new skills.
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At ten o'clock the next morning, Mag took Irina's disguise as a secretary and met Cyril at the Delma Publishing House as expected.
Irina took out the contract and asked Delma and Cyril to confirm it again.
Delma scanned the contract hastily, checked the amount carefully, and confirmed that the contract was correct.
Cyril didn't even bother to look. He looked directly at Mag and asked, "Are you planning to print a million copies?"
Mag glanced at him, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, showed a bit of a smile, and nodded: "Yes."
"Okay, then you have to sell it well and try to sell them all so that the story of this pair of scumbag men and bitches can be spread throughout the Nolan continent." Cyril's smile became more and more proud.
"This is a literary work." Mag said flatly.
On the side, Delma was afraid that Cyril would anger Mag, so she quickly took over and said: "Yes, yes, this is an excellent literary work. Mr. Lev, we have checked the contract and there is no problem. Let's sign the contract directly."
"Okay." Mag nodded. Irina had already handed over a pen. He signed the contract and fingerprinted it.
Delma and the guarantor Cyril also learned the Thousand-Character Mudra.
"The contract is made in triplicate, and each of us keeps one copy." Mag put away a contract and snapped his fingers.
Irina took out a banknote and handed it into his hand.
"This is a silver note of five million copper coins. It is the first authorization fee." Mag pushed the silver note in front of Delma, stood up and extended his right hand, "Happy cooperation, Mr. Delma."
"Happy cooperation, Mr. Lev." Delma shook hands with Mag with a smile on her face, then picked up the banknote, checked it carefully, filled out a receipt and handed it to Mag.
Cyril on the side looked a little jealous. Five million copper coins were obtained so easily. This was really a good business.
Mag took Irina away. When they went out, the wind happened to blow up, and the willow branches swayed and catkins flew.
"It's really a nice funeral scene." Mag grinned coldly.
(End of chapter)
