PFC Chapter 260 Preparations before going home
Chapter 260 Preparations before going home
"Hmph, you all have such big ideas. Go ahead and get married, it'll be fun if the girl's parents don't agree."
"Mom, you just want things to go well for them."
……
Fu Huaiyi's vacation has been scheduled for the third day of next month. It's almost the end of the month, so there are only a few days left. They took some time to buy the tickets.
I splurged again and bought two plane tickets.
Looking at the plane ticket that cost over a hundred yuan, Lin Yuyao felt a pang of heartache.
"Where did you get the money to buy a plane ticket? Didn't you say you were broke?"
"I just got paid."
"Aren't you making two hundred yuan a month?"
"Yes, I got a bonus for completing a task a few days ago, which is just enough to buy a plane ticket."
Lin Yuyao's lips twitched.
So this is a one-time expenditure of all salary and bonuses?
“We’ll be broke after we buy the house, so you have to be careful. I only make a hundred a month, and my royalties are paid every three months. I’ll come home empty-handed.”
"It's okay, I still have money."
After saying that, he took out a thousand yuan.
Lin Yuyao was puzzled. "Where did you get another thousand? Didn't you say you spent it all on buying the house?"
"The money was given by my aunt."
Lin Yuyao: “…”
The wedding date is still unknown, but the wedding gift money has already been paid.
Fu Huaiyi said with a faint smile, "Don't worry, you won't go hungry, and our parents won't suffer either."
We've only just arrived at this point, with our parents already here.
She was truly at a loss for words, both laughing and crying.
Of the thousand yuan, Fu Huaiyi gave Lin Yuyao five hundred, and kept the remaining five hundred to buy his father-in-law some good wine and cigarettes, and to buy his mother-in-law a piece of floral cloth.
The bags Yao Yao made and the little clothes she sewed herself are quite pretty, so it seems her mother-in-law is also quite good at needlework.
I don't know what style she likes, so I'll just buy a piece of trendy floral fabric and have her make it herself.
I bought two bags of goat milk powder, but I don't know if they'll like it.
Buy two bags of toffee; it's quite sweet, and it's not yet available in the countryside.
While Lin Yuyao was at work, he took advantage of the weekend to buy all sorts of gifts.
If you can't get them all on the first trip, put them back in the car, and then go back into the mall to get them a second time.
When passing by the men's clothing section, Pan Xiaohua also greeted him.
"Brother Fu, you bought so much stuff."
Fu Huaiyi didn't say anything, just nodded, and left in a hurry.
Her colleague asked her, "That guy looked pretty good, Xiaohua. You know such a high-quality man?"
Pan Xiaohua thought for a moment and then smiled and said, "We weren't very familiar with each other before."
She didn't respond to him, so they must not be familiar with him.
Today, Lin Yuyao received another call from the publishing house. Song Qin said that they had held meetings for two days in a row, and the higher-ups decided to grant overseas publishing rights to her book free of charge, and asked for her opinion.
Lin Yuyao noticed that Song Qin's tone was off, and she seemed to want to say something but then stopped herself several times.
"Sister Song, may I ask who came up with this idea?"
"Our president."
The president of the publishing house and the highest authority of Yunhua Publishing House.
"why?"
Song Qin said, "The higher-ups want to help you open up overseas markets. Our Chinese culture is profound and extensive, and we also want to broaden the horizons of foreigners."
"If that's the case, then why grant it free of charge?"
"Foreigners don't know what's good for them and think we're backward and barbaric. To open up overseas markets, we have to let them taste the sweetness first."
Lin Yuyao remained silent for a long time after hearing this.
At that time, Chinese people were indeed looked down upon, while developed countries overseas held them in high esteem.
But they have a five-thousand-year-old cultural heritage, and she doesn't think they are inferior to any other country.
She'd accept even a lower price; is giving away the license for free to wallpaper them?
"How many years is the authorization?" Lin Yuyao asked again.
Song Qin hesitated for a moment, then finally sighed and said, "Fifty years after the author's death."
Lin Yuyao: “…”
Doesn't this equate to a permanent license, essentially giving it away for free?
This is not right.
"Is it just my book, or...?"
"No, there are more than a dozen books in total, one for each author."
A dozen or so books, with permanent copyrights—that's a lot of money.
wrong.
There is no such thing.
If the goal is truly to open up the market, a three- to five-year license would suffice; why grant a permanent license?
It's a free, permanent license; any subsequent popularity will have nothing to do with the publisher or the author.
Yunhua Publishing House is quite well-known, so why would they do something that would ruin their own business?
On Song Qin's side, after not hearing Lin Yuyao speak for a while, she reminded her, "You need to sign your consent for it to take effect. If you don't agree... then forget it."
Her voice sounded tired and troubled.
They must have known that something was wrong, or that it was too unfair to the author.
But this was a task assigned to her by her superiors, and she had to make this call.
"Then forget it, I don't agree," Lin Yuyao said decisively.
Song Qin breathed a sigh of relief. "Okay, it's settled then. I'll report back to the higher-ups in a bit."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yuyao was also preoccupied.
Fu Huaiyi came to pick her up from get off work, and on the way home, she told him about it.
"What do you mean by Yunhua Publishing House? Has something happened to them?"
"Who suggested it?" Fu Huaiyi asked.
"According to Sister Song, it was their president who proposed it."
President?
Fu Huaiyi frowned and thought for a while, then said, "There's no such thing as a free lunch. What's truly free? I'm afraid he's secretly taken a bribe from someone."
Lin Yuyao's heart skipped a beat. "Really?"
"I don't know, and I have no evidence. I'm just saying. You didn't agree, so who cares?"
"Yes, I didn't agree. I can accept taking less royalties, but I can't accept doing it for free."
Fu Huaiyi said, "You can't hide the truth forever. If there's any shady deal going on, it'll come to light sooner or later."
Lin Yuyao nodded, "That's true."
She thought to herself that she was just a small-time author, and if there were any inside stories, it wouldn't be something she could reveal.
This society is not what they think it is; justice will surely come, and it will not be late.
Newcomers with no power or influence should be careful not to be used as a scapegoat.
She's lucky if she can even keep her own livelihood.
As for the others, there are great men who can debate them.
When they got home, Fu Huaiyi showed her the pile of gifts on the floor.
"Is there anything else you need? I'll buy it later."
Lin Yuyao was stunned for a moment, "Why did you buy so much?"
"Not much. I couldn't get the pork knuckle, but I asked someone to buy me some ham from the next city. It should arrive in a couple of days. I think adding the ham will make it about right. What do you think?"
Lin Yuyao's lips twitched. "How did you know about the elbow?"
"This one……"
"Lin Ping told you that?"
Fu Huaiyi could only nod, "Yes, I went to see him a few days ago when I went back to school, and I asked him what a son-in-law should bring on his first visit."