Friday, May 29th.

Yuhang Chongran Culture Media Company was officially registered and established.

Li Guohong privately asked Li Guoru for help and went through the process at the Industrial and Commercial Bureau.

Probably because he was shocked by the symposium photo on the bulletin board at the Writers' Association before, Li Guoru was quite concerned about the situation at Li Luo's side.

After retiring, in order to find something to do for himself, he chose to find someone to polish an autobiography for him, paid for it to be published by himself, and got into the Yuhang City Writers Association for fun.

Just to not let myself be idle.

But since Sun Jingchun introduced Li Luo's achievements to him at the Writers' Association last time, Li Guoru's interest in the Writers' Association has gradually faded.

This time Li Guohong approached his eldest brother. When Li Guoru heard this, he immediately became interested and personally took Li Guohong up and down to resolve the issue of company registration.

It just so happened that Li Guoru himself was an accountant, and Li Guohong and Lin Xiuhong were unable to recruit suitable financial personnel for the time being, so Li Guoru simply signed up in their company and helped with bookkeeping and other tasks.

Anyway, Li Luo's finances are quite simple. They just collect manuscript fees every month and pay taxes in advance. They only need to confirm the amount of tax repayment at the end of the year.

In addition, the song copyright contract with Huayue Film and Television is a very simple matter. Although Li Guoru has not taken care of finances for many years, there is still no problem with this basic operation.

"Dad, are you the general manager now?" In the evening, Li Luo secretly made a phone call to Li Guohong in the corner of the corridor. After learning the specific news, he couldn't help laughing.

"Stop talking nonsense." Li Guohong also laughed, "The company has been registered here, and according to what your uncle Ying said, as a minor, you need your guardian, that is, your mother, to sign an agency agreement with our company.

Entrustment Agreement.”

"Then you can talk to the editor at Qidian and draft a new contract and sign the contract directly in the name of the company."

"In this way, all future manuscript fees and copyright fees can be directly transferred to the company's account."

"OK." Li Luo nodded, and then joked, "Dad, please remember to write a salary slip for yourself and your mother. Don't wrong yourself."

"That's what you said." Li Guohong immediately laughed and scolded, "You just want to pay your parents a salary and let us work for you, right?"

Although this company was registered by Li Guohong, it was Li Luo's identity information, and Li Guohong acted as his legal guardian and contributed capital on his behalf, including the company's equity, etc., all of which were held by Li Guohong on his behalf.

When Li Luo comes of age, these things will naturally be handed over to Li Luo.

Therefore, it is theoretically correct to say that Li Guohong and Lin Xiuhong worked for their son.

"That's better than working for nothing." Li Luo said with a smile.

"Okay, okay, I won't talk to you about this." Li Guohong interrupted the topic, and then said, "A while ago, the milk tea shop and the breakfast shop were sold. They will not renew the lease at the end of the month. Do you want to see when?

Say something to your uncle."

"Then the fruit shop also received news today, saying that no one has come to rent the store yet."

"I guess after this weekend, they will agree to sell the storefront to us."

"I understand, I'll go talk to my uncle." Li Luo nodded, and then asked, "What about the hot pot restaurant?"

"That side... it's a bit difficult." Li Guohong smacked his lips, a little embarrassed, "I don't know where the landlord heard the news, saying that the subway extension project in Yinjiang District will be approved during the summer vacation.

, now he actually refuses to sell it.”

"Really? There was a sound so early?" Li Luo was stunned for a moment and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

In his impression, it seemed that it was not until September this year that Yuhang City passed the approval for the subway project in Yinjiang District.

"There was actually a planning plan that was announced last year, but it has never been approved." Li Guohong said, "I am still in contact with the father of the guy in your class named Shao Heqi, so we probably have some news."

"But it's just vague, and I'm not sure when it will be approved."

"But it doesn't matter. He wants to sell it or not."

At this stage, with Li Luo's online writing achievements and song copyrights blossoming, Li Guohong has a lot more confidence in his life and work.

At a time when Li Luo's career has been booming, especially after learning that Li Luo was secretly cooperating with Yuan Wanqing's new album, Li Guohong was completely relieved.

As for the storefronts and houses on West Street, for their family, they are just icing on the cake and are no longer of particularly great significance.

Li Guohong and his wife have now figured it out. Even if their breakfast shop is completely closed, they will renovate it a little and turn it into a small office.

It just so happened that the registration location for Reignited Culture was the storefront of their breakfast shop. From then on, the couple would go to work at the same time every day.

Read the novels written by your son seriously, learn some financial knowledge when you have nothing to do, follow Li Guoru to learn how to make accounts, how to file taxes, and take care of these trivial matters for Li Luo.

Occasionally, when I have free time, I stroll to the West Street of Qianjiang University to take a look at the business of my store, and collect rent when the day comes.

If you develop one or two small hobbies in your spare time, your retirement life will be advanced.

"Okay." Li Luo heard his father say this and didn't urge him any more.

No matter how good the hot pot restaurant's business is in the future, it will only be a modest income for Li Luo, and it would be a pity to lose it.

At least the initial goal has been achieved, successfully getting my parents to give up running their own breakfast shop.

During this period, although Li Guohong and Lin Xiuhong were still running around, busy with store openings and company registration, their spirits were getting better and better, and they looked much healthier.

"Then I'll hang up if there's nothing else." Li Guohong said, "You have a good class and you can tell me about the contract change at the weekend."

"good."

After talking about business, Li Luo hung up the phone and went back to the classroom for evening self-study.

Recently, under Li Luo's guidance, Yan Zhusheng has completed all the courses for this semester ahead of schedule.

During class, Yan Zhusheng followed Li Luo and finished the homework assigned by the teacher that day.

When it came time for evening self-study, Li Luo gave Yan Zhusheng intensive training, mainly focusing on physics.

Geography is Yan Zhusheng's strong point, so don't worry too much.

And history is mainly something to be memorized. Li Luo would open the memory palace whenever she had nothing to do and ask Yan Zhusheng some questions from the history textbook to strengthen her memory.

Therefore, I will focus on physics during self-study in the evening, and strive to get good scores when I take the exam in the second half of the year.

After the second period evening self-study and the night run with Yan Zhusheng were over, Li Luo and Ying Chanxi went downstairs together after school. After meeting Xu Youyu on Houde Road, the three of them walked towards the school gate.

On the way, Li Luo said: "You guys go home first, I have something to do with my uncle, and I will bring you fried noodles later."

"What's going on?" Ying Chanxi asked curiously.

"Ahem...it's a matter of my uncle's life, and the secret must not be leaked."

"It's also very mysterious." Xu Youyu covered his mouth and chuckled, "I want to eat fried rice noodles with some ham today."

"I know." Li Luo nodded and said, "Where is Xixi?"

"Same old thing."

"OK."

After saying goodbye at the school gate, Li Luo went straight to the iron gate on the side of the dormitory area.

Zhao Rongjun is already helping here, packaging portions of fried rice and fried noodles in advance and waiting to sell them to classmates after class.

"Hey, you're here?" Lin Xiufeng noticed Li Luo approaching and said with a smile, "What do you want to eat today?"

"One portion of fried noodles, two portions of fried noodles, fried noodles and ham sausage."

"Okay, wait."

Li Luo did not speak in a hurry, but first glanced at Zhao Rongjun and asked with a smile: "How much pocket money have you saved?"

"Thousands of dollars." Zhao Rongjun chuckled, "It's definitely not as good as you anyway."

Although Zhao Rongjun didn't know Li Luo's specific income, he also knew that the novel he wrote was very popular on the Internet. The essay prize alone was 50,000 yuan. Zhao Rongjun didn't even dare to think about the specific contribution fee.

However, he is a very contented person. He helps his brothers when they are in trouble, and he is also happy when his brothers take off. He does not feel jealous because he earns so little. Instead, he happily earns the dozens of dollars he earns every day.

tip.

Lin Xiufeng was a little surprised by this.

I originally thought that Zhao Rongjun would be great if he could persist for a month or two, but he has been following him since last semester until now, and he has never complained about hardship or tiredness.

Moreover, in the mid-term exam not long ago, Zhao Rongjun still maintained his ranking, ranking 61st in the school, and his grades did not decline, which is also amazing.

"By the way, what major do you plan to choose when you are in your second year of high school?" Li Luo saw Lin Xiufeng busy and continued chatting with Zhao Rongjun.

"I have talked with my parents." Zhao Rongjun said, "I should choose physical chemistry and geography."

"Chemistry..." Li Luo touched his chin, "I don't know if we can be put into the same class."

"What do you choose?" Zhao Rongjun asked.

"Xixi, Zhusheng, I, are all about physics, history and geography, which is different from you."

Generally speaking, when a school divides classes, students who choose the same subjects must be placed together.

But there is one thing to talk about: physics, history, and geography. Li Luo is really not sure how many people take these three courses at the same time.

In his impression, the ordinary high school he went to in his previous life had a total of 12 classes.

Among them, there are eight pure science classes, and many of them were persuaded by school teachers to take pure science classes.

After all, this is the first time that the school has faced the policy of choosing three out of seven in the new college entrance examination. It is somewhat path-dependent. It still hopes that students can choose pure science or pure literature, which will be convenient for the school to teach.

So there were eight science classes and two liberal arts classes, and only the remaining two classes were a hybrid of liberal arts and sciences.

Among them, one class is physics, chemistry, and geography, and the other is history, politics, and biology.

It is said that geography is a science among liberal arts, and biology is a liberal arts among sciences. Therefore, the situation of the above two classes is not much different from that of pure liberal arts and pure science.

On the other hand, Li Luo and the others chose physics, history, and geography, which were a strange choice. It is estimated that there are few similar to them in the whole school.

If there are few people by then, there is no telling which class they will be assigned to.

And according to what Kong Junxiang privately revealed to Li Luo, after this class division, there will no longer be a so-called key class in Attachment 1 Middle School, and everyone will be divided and assigned.

All classes have been reorganized.

Unlike the previous high school sophomore classes, which still retain the term "key classes".

"Okay." After Lin Xiufeng finished frying, he packed it for Li Luo, put it in a plastic bag, picked it up, and handed it to him.

Li Luo took the plastic bag and didn't leave in a hurry. He smiled and said to Lin Xiufeng, "Uncle, are you free tomorrow afternoon?"

"What's wrong?" Lin Xiufeng glanced at him, "I have the weekend off, what do you want?"
To be continued...