ps: The first update is to guarantee the monthly ticket!

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The second call Li Mochen received was from Biston Comics Company. The call came from a middle-aged male voice.

"Yes, our editorial team has read your comic submissions and thinks we can talk to you."

"Although the style of painting is very strange, the plot is simple and naive, and the characters are too beautiful and other various shortcomings, it cannot completely deny the commercial value of your comics."

"Yes, we are interested in publishing this comic for you. However, there are some requirements, and I hope you can edit the manuscript based on the opinions of our editorial team. Then there is publicity. We hope that after the comic is published, Mr. Wilton Stein, you can cooperate with the publicity."

"I can't determine the extent of the draft? This depends on the specific situation. After signing the contract, our editorial team will provide you with a story outline. To be honest, we prefer that your protagonist joins the Biston family."

"There are also requirements for copyright. We need to obtain exclusive authorization for the entire comic, including film and television, animation adaptation rights, and the rights to recreate and adaptation of comic characters, etc."

"The royalties for the first edition? We will give you 6%. According to the industry rules, newcomers are basically 5% of the price. The conditions we give you are very sincere. Or you can consider selling them to us after the manuscript is completed. The current price of comic magazines is 1,500 gold shields per page color manuscript, and 500 gold shields per black and white single. We can provide you with this buyout price during the first edition."

"No! No! These conditions are not too harsh. Mr. Wilton Stein, we have to take considerable risks to publish this comic for you."

Li Mochen's face was covered in black, and he hung up the phone directly.

He had long heard that this Biston Comics Company, like other comic publishers who have contacted him in the past two days, did not like his drawings at all, but just liked his current fame. As for the draft, it is mostly necessary to draw a new comic according to the plot they designated, and then use his current popularity to promote it. If he refuses, he has to pay a penalty for breach of contract to the comic company.

This situation is no different from most so-called cartoonists in Ameriga. Basically, the editorial team of the comic company has formulated the plot, and these cartoonists have to draw whatever they want. But in Li Mochen's opinion, they are just painters, not painters.

This made Li Mochen feel very bad. He realized that his intention to make money by relying on comics may go bankrupt. This is the last comic company to contact him. If even these publishers specializing in comics cannot accept his submissions, then the acceptance of other publishers can be imagined.

It was not until twenty minutes later that Sampson's phone finally came, which made him feel a little excited.

"I'm sorry boss, it took a little time when we came back from there."

"I guessed that I was in trouble in the dark world, right?"

"It's a squad of the Ghost War Song Hunting Group."

Sampson explained the reason: "But we were well prepared and we were determined to advance towards Ghost City, so they did not dare to take action."

After all, this time was different from the time when the Craig Community Bank was robbed. First, there were enough people and more than 70 magic professions with live ammunition in the team, including six people outside the magic level; secondly, their attractiveness was not enough, and the armored vehicle did not carry hundreds of millions of gold shields and gold bricks.

The Ghost War Song Hunting Group has a good relationship with Antonio, but if they want to make hundreds of casualties and injuries to a partner, they may not be willing to do so.

"How is the situation? How many casualties and injuries were there in our hunting group?"

Li Mochen was concerned about casualties at the first time, and the reason why he was a hunting group was to prevent the phone calls between the two from being eavesdropped.

"Sorry, three people died in battle and seven were injured, and two of them may not be able to work for you anymore."

Sampson's tone was very plain. After all, he was a senior commander who was born in the army and had dozens of missions. He had long been used to life and death.

"We are too impatient when hunting magical creatures. This is my fault, boss."

Li Mochen couldn't help but sigh: "Please pay attention next time. When you encounter that situation, I would rather you return it without getting anything. Please contact their family later, and I will give them pensions according to the most favorable standards in the industry."

But apart from that, he didn't say anything more.

If you are accustomed to life and death, Li Mochen is better than Sampson in this regard. In the realm of Yuanqiu, there are tens of thousands of demons who died under his command. There are more than twenty sects planned and eliminated by him. Even if there are more than one hundred thousand people in the war, he personally took charge of the seventeen battles.

It is very rare for a person like him to just take the attitude of paying attention to the life of his subjects on the surface.

"Thank you, few bosses are as kind and generous as you."

Sampson sighed with relief, and then talked about what Li Mochen was most concerned about: "The total income from our hunting of magical creatures is 31 million gold shields. In addition, there is a lot of extra income, and the market price should be 42 million. I brought them out. Major Adams thought it was time to burn those things on the spot, but I don't think we can make a decision, and after the argument he followed my opinion."

"Major Adams is right, please destroy the extra gains brought out as soon as possible."

Li Mochen raised his sword eyebrows slightly, knowing that the "extra gain" Sampson said was mostly drugs.

"Sampson, I appreciate your prudence, but if you encounter similar situations in the future, please destroy them as soon as possible. We will not touch these things in the future. I hope that this matter will be supervised and implemented by Major Adams himself. Do you have to ensure that our people have not taken it from it? In addition to the pension fee, the gold shield will be given 30% as your bonus. The specific amount ratio will be negotiated with Major Adams. According to the military achievements, the remaining money will be deposited into the Swiss bank account I gave you for the next war funds."

"30% is it? Thank you for your generosity!"

At this time, Sampson's voice actually contained a bit of gratitude.

Three minutes later, Sampson Brut, who hung up the phone in a restaurant in the city center, looked at Thompson Adams sitting opposite him with a smile.

"Adams, the employer I introduced to you, he didn't disappoint you. You heard it? All the drugs were destroyed, the industry's most favorable pension standards, and a 30% bonus. According to our agreement, all my bonuses will belong to you this time."

"Wow, then we can order the order and tell the waiter that we need the best steak, and I'll treat you today."
Chapter completed!