Out of the clothing store, Jiang Hao casually threw the old clothes into the trash can and stopped a taxi on the street.

"Where are you going, sir?" The taxi driver asked.

"Go to the telephone office." Jiang Hao said.

Jiang Hao went to the telephone bureau not to make a call, but to find information on the yellow pages, and he remembered the plot of the movie, the male protagonist was the head of operations of a publishing company called Brandi, who was responsible for the day-to-day operation of the company.

The driver was driving in front, Jiang Hao lowered his head and opened his wallet, it didn't matter if he had a driver's license, a bank card, or a business card, the main thing was the money, Jiang Hao counted it, it was eight hundred and thirty dollars, and now he has money again, isn't it.

I just don't know if Mr. Mediterranean, who took the girl to buy clothes, would be very embarrassed when settling accounts.

When he came to the telephone office, Jiang Hao rummaged through the directory next to the phone, Brandi Publishing Company, and finally found it, No. 129 Third Avenue, and there was a phone number on it, and Jiang Hao wrote it down.

Directly follow the phone call,

"Jingle bell!"

The phone at Brandi Publishing rings, and a female voice comes over, "Brandi Publishing, what do you need help with?" ”

"Hello, is Mr. Sharman here?" Jiang Hao asked.

"Oh, Mr. Sharman went to see his wife on the train, but I think I'll be back in another hour." The woman said.

"Okay, I'll make an appointment, I'll see Mr. Sharman in an hour." Jiang Hao said.

"Ask your name, I'll register." The woman said in a rigid tone.

"Jon Hall." Jiang Hao reported the name again.

Finding a place to eat something for breakfast, and seeing that the time was almost up, Jiang Hao came to Brandi Publishing Company, and after seeing the lady, Jiang Hao said with a smile: "My name is Jon Hall, I just had an appointment, is Mr. Sharman back?" ”

The woman pointed to an office inside, "Just came back." ”

Jiang Hao knocked on the door and went in, and finally saw the actor of the movie, Richard Sharman, who was fanning the air hard to dissipate the heat, and when he saw Jiang Hao coming in, he immediately dropped the magazine, raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Just now Morris said that someone made an appointment, I don't know what Mr. Hall is looking for me." ”

Jiang Hao smiled and said: "I am a writer, I came to consult about publishing, how much royalty can be paid for publishing a book in your company." ”

"The royalty rate should consider factors such as the author's popularity, the type, quality and number of copies of the work, the potential market demand, and the degree of exclusivity of the licensing interest, and generally determine the publication, with a minimum royalty of about 3% and a maximum of negotiable, but rarely more than 10%." Richard Sharman Dao.

"3% is also too little, and I want to talk about how much I can get for my books." Jiang Hao asked.

Shaman looked at Jiang Hao and held his mouth, "Mr. Hall, this needs to be determined after seeing your work, but I don't think it's too high." Sharman shrugged.

Jiang Hao showed a sudden expression, "Oh, yes, I'm too anxious, in fact, I've already written a part, but I'm in a hurry today, and I didn't bring a manuscript here, by the way, I can tell you a brief introduction to the story." ”

"Introduction? Well, I enjoyed listening to the story, hopefully an interesting one. Sharman squeezed out a smile and said.

"Of course, I think it's a fascinating story, a housewife, Francesca, meets a magazine photographer, Robert Kincey, and in the days that followed, they experienced a brief romantic relationship, but Francesca broke up with Robert Kinchai because she didn't want to give up her family."

It was one day in 1955, and Francesca's family had gone to the fair, and Francesca was left alone at home, and the photojournalist Robert Kincairy's car was parked in front of the door, and he asked her where the Mandison Bridge was, and Francesca got in the car and took him to the bridge herself.

Robert was busy observing the shapes, choosing angles, and finally picking a handful of wild chrysanthemums and giving them to Francesca as a token of gratitude, and Francesca felt a special taste in her heart, so she invited him to drink iced tea"

At first, Richard Sharman didn't care very much, but when he listened to it, he was attracted by this story, this kind of wrong love, there is a kind of pleasure of touching a taboo, and there is a feeling of fear, the story told by Jiang Hao is also very attractive, and the two talked until noon.

"Jon, this is a great story, by the way, you're halfway done, don't you, I think you should show me it, I think I can give you more than the price of a newcomer, maybe 4% royalty is a more reasonable price." Sharman Road.

Jiang Hao raised his hand and looked at the time, "It's already noon, why don't we have a meal together, and then talk in detail, how about it." ”

"Okay."

The two found a restaurant casually, from the beginning of the content, talked about the hot weather, and then talked about the living environment, his wife and children were sent by him to escape the summer, and finally when it came to children's education, both of them had a feeling of becoming friends.

After lunch, the two returned to the publishing house again, ready to continue the discussion, but when they walked to the door of the big office, Jiang Hao's hand brushed, and a silver needle pierced Richard Sharman's neck, Richard Sharman only felt a slight pain in his neck, and fainted.

"Oh~~ Oh my God, Mr. Shaman, what's wrong with you, is anyone there, Mr. Shaman fainted." Jiang Hao squatted down and held Shaman's head and said.

Jiang Hao's shouting immediately alarmed the others, and a few people ran over from the next room, and Morris asked Jiang Hao, "What's wrong with him?" ”

Jiang Hao spread his hands helplessly, "I don't know, we just came back from dinner and were about to continue to discuss things, but when we walked here, he suddenly fainted." ”

After touching and breathing, someone called the hospital, and after more than half an hour, the ambulance came, and the doctor on the car looked at Shaman's condition and said: "This year's Manhattan is too hot, and it is another heat stroke, this is the third one today, take it away, notify his family." ”

There was a commotion here, Jiang Hao didn't participate, left the publishing house, and when he walked to the street, it was already sunset, Jiang Hao shook the key in his hand, and stopped a taxi with a smile.

"Go to 430 Seventh Avenue."

This is the home of Mr. Richard Sharman, and the two of them talked about living in New York over lunch, and Mr. Sharman described the place where he lived clearly, even the surroundings.

"Yes sir." The driver answered.

Apartment No. 430, a two-story building, Jiang Hao opened the door with a key and went in, looked at the environment, next to it was a wooden staircase upstairs, and on the side was the home of Mr. Richard Sharman, Jiang Hao honestly and unceremoniously opened the door and went in.

I have to say that the weather is really hot, it should be about thirty-four or five degrees, and most importantly, it is the humid and stuffy, there is a feeling of breathlessness.

Jiang Hao directly turned on the air conditioner, and found a bottle of Coke in the refrigerator, this is a Coke from 1955, which is more powerful than Coke from 82.

"Oh~~"

Jiang Hao gave a big hiccup, which was much more comfortable now.

At this moment, the doorbell suddenly rang outside.

"Toot ~~Toot ~~~"

Jiang Hao's heart moved, opened the door, and saw a pretty figure standing outside the door, holding a bunch of things in her hand, and saw Jiang Hao appear, through the door glass, showing a sweet smile to Jiang Hao.

"Ding~~ Collect Marilyn Monroe's sexy 2 points."

Damn, is this the beginning?

Jiang Hao took a breath, pressed the door to open the door, Marilyn pushed the door in, holding a bag of food and an electric fan in her hand, she had golden curly hair, flaming red lips, a graceful and full figure, but with a sincere smile on her face.

"Thank you very much, I forgot to bring the key, by the way, I'm a resident who just moved in today, only to ring your doorbell, am I stupid, oh, it's too hot, I'm going up, thank you."

Marilyn said to herself, raised her legs and went upstairs, Jiang Hao stood at the top of the stairs, looking at her back, the calves on her high heels, and the perfect hip curve~~~

"Ding~~ Collect Marilyn Monroe's sexy 3 points."

Jiang Hao smiled, the character value below only needs 100 points, maybe if you look at her ass more, you can complete the task yourself.