Walter thought for a long time, but didn't think about how much the manuscript fee of her book was. She remembered the card directly given to her by someone from the publishing house at the time. She didn't ask how much it was, and she didn't check it afterwards. Shu Liao
This card fell out of other clothes pockets when she was looking for clothes today. She brought it by the way.
"I don't know how much it is? Anyway, this meal is enough," Wall answered honestly.
Zhang Min grabbed a sip of water in his throat, blushing, and coughing constantly. After finally stopping her cough, she looked at Wall with a horrible expression on her face: "I always think I know you very well, but I didn't expect you to be a little bit confused besides being confused."
"Two?" After touching his head for a while, Walter said with a smile: "How come I am so familiar, I tell you, now the heroine in the novel will only be liked at two o'clock."
"Reality is not a novel, ok?" Zhang Min rolled his eyes helplessly.
"In this case, don't chase my novels anymore." Huaer ordered a few Zhang Min's favorite dishes and gave the recipes to the waiter.
"Don't don't," Zhang Min immediately became anxious when he heard it: "You don't know, your novel is my spiritual food now. If I haven't read your novel someday, I will feel that everything is wrong."
"Is there such an exaggeration?" Wall didn't understand.
Zhang Min rolled his eyes again. The elm head of Wall, Zhang Min, really wanted to pry it open. Why is this kid getting more and more stupid? "If you are standing on the street now and shouting, I am Mul, believe it or not, don't even think about going home today. The person who finds your signature may be able to line up to the Great Wall from your door."
Thinking of that horrible scene, Wall immediately shrank his neck and said: "I don't dare".
"Um... Er, can you trouble you with something?" Zhang Min smiled twice, with a flattering expression on his face.
Wall immediately got goosebumps: "Don't look at me like that. If you don't know, you think you are in love with me."
"Ah, my old lady is not gay." Zhang Min gave Wallach a white look. "Say business, can you sign me?".
"Just such a trivial matter?" Huaer was almost speechless to Zhang Min. Looking at her attitude just now, she thought it would be a major event, but she didn't expect it to be such a trivial matter.
"Then sign a few more for me!" Zhang Min smiled sinisterly, took out four or five Waldorf books from his bag, and looked at Waldorf expectantly.
Wall did not hesitate to sign Muer's name on it. After signing, she asked Zhang Min: "What are you doing with so many autographs?".
"Some women in our unit bet against me that Muer never signed someone. I told them that Muer gave someone an autograph. If they didn't believe it, they told me to ask Muer for an autograph, so I..." looked at Wall. Looking into the eyes, Zhang Min smiled twice with a guilty conscience.
"What is the bet?" Wall, who knows Zhang Min more than he knows himself, naturally knows that it is definitely not as simple as a bet.
Zhang Min was embarrassed and scratched his short hair: "He who wins can get a reward of two thousand yuan."
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