Zhang Dening showed disdain, "I only know about money."

Then she added: "Of course it's the top royalties."

"A bare ceiling? That's not interesting!" Lin Chaoyang's tone was full of disappointment.

"Are you not satisfied with the top score? How much more do you want?" Zhang Dening said angrily.

"It's not about how much I want, but you have to be sincere."

"Isn't it sincere enough?"

Lin Chaoyang shook his head indifferently, "It's not enough. The Humanities Society of others is more sincere than you."

It’s the Humanities Club again!

Zhang Dening secretly resented it and asked stiffly: "No matter how sincere they are, how much more can they give you?"

"The basic remuneration is 12 yuan for 1,000 words, and the remuneration for printing 10,000 copies is 5%."

As soon as Lin Chaoyang finished speaking, Zhang Dening was stunned, "Are they crazy?"

"What does it mean to be crazy? People call it love and talent. If you are thirsty, add silk and jade."

Zhang Dening went to attack Lin Chaoyang flawlessly, but she was still immersed in the shock of "the basic remuneration is 12 yuan per thousand words, and the remuneration for printing 10,000 copies is 5%". She murmured to herself: "The Humanities Society... The Humanities Society is exaggerating.

Prices!”

Lin Chaoyang said sarcastically: "Jealousy changes people beyond recognition. Look at your ugly appearance."

Zhang Dening glared at him angrily, regained some sense, and stared at Lin Chaoyang suspiciously.

"The Humanities Society gives you such a high standard of remuneration, so why don't you just publish your novel to them? Why are you telling me this?"

"Isn't that what you asked?"

"I'm asking if you want your novel to be published. When did I ask how much royalties they would give you?"

Zhang Dening narrowed his eyes, "You're not trying to take this opportunity to raise royalties, are you?"

Lin Chaoyang's expression was as normal as his little idea was exposed, "What do you mean by driving up manuscript fees? You are unwilling to pay a high price and won't let others pay? You are not sincere!"

Having known each other for several years, Zhang Dening thought that she knew Lin Chaoyang too well. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that this was the case.

"Does the Humanities Society really set such high standards for you?"

"Why should I lie to you about this? I am much more sincere than you."

Zhang Dening snorted coldly: "I do want to be sincere, but I have to have conditions that allow it! People in the humanities and society have a great cause!"

Speaking of "a big family and a big business", Zhang Dening's back molars almost broke.

Such price gouging is simply the scum of the industry!
Chapter completed!