Space Businesswoman: Rebirth of a Peerless Doctor

Chapter 102

"Okay, what are you going to draw?"

Yu Sinian's eyes suddenly softened, and he sat down and picked up the palette, as if he was ready to start work now.

Since he likes to draw, he must be familiar with comics. For example, Dragon Ball, Doraemon, and Eva have become the goddess of countless people in R country.

"I'm not asking you to draw now."

Feng Chuchu stopped Yu Sinian's behavior with black lines all over her forehead, she hasn't written the script yet.

"Then when will you draw?"

Yu Sinian's love for painting is not a cover, and now there is a custom request, he is actually full of excitement, and he can't wait to start working now.

"Ahem...we haven't talked about money yet..."

Feng Chuchu had no choice but to bring the excited Yu Sinian back from fantasy to reality, she is really a naive child...

"Why do I need money for just drawing casually?"

Yu Sinian grabbed the paintbrush, looked at Feng Chuchu blankly, and suddenly frowned, "Could it be that you thought you could be famous, like Dragon Ball?"

The girl nodded seriously, and took out two chapters from Yu Sinian's drawing paper to draft the contract.

Yu Sinian seemed unreliable, Feng Chuchu missed Li Quan very much at this time.

"Hey... this one is very expensive!"

Yu Sinian felt very distressed when Feng Chuchu took away his drawing paper. The paint on the paper he used was imported, and his uncle bought it for him. Feng Chuchu didn't know what to do with it, what a waste!

The corners of Feng Chuchu's mouth twitched, she thought this brat was a rich second-generation official, but she didn't expect to be so powerful.

Randomly took out a photo of Grandpa Mao and slapped it on the table, Feng Chuchu looked at Yu Sinian with a smile, "Is it okay to buy your paper?"

When she came back from the Star City, she took a lot of cash with her. After all, she didn't intend to suffer herself.

Yu Sinian blinked and decisively took away Feng Chuchu's photo of Grandpa Mao, and sighed, "I finally feel the feeling of being thrown with money. How about it? Do you want to keep me?"

The girl was too lazy to deal with Yu Sinian's illness, so she wrote down a brand new contract referring to Li Quan's previous contract template in her memory.

"Brothers also need to settle accounts clearly. I'm not planning to draw for fun, but you should cheer me up to draw well."

Feng Chuchu quickly drew up the contract, in black and white in duplicate, and handed it to Yu Sinian for him to check.

"Don't you really plan to make money from this?"

Yu Sinian clicked his tongue. Although he didn't think he could make money by drawing cartoons, he picked up the contract and looked at it seriously.

"You provide ideas and scripts, I will draw..."

Yu Sinian analyzed the content of the contract while reading it, and when he saw the following line, his voice paused.He raised his head in astonishment, "Are you really planning to come?"

"it is true."

Feng Chuchu didn't look at Yu Sinian, squatted down to pick up the waste manuscripts thrown on the ground, and unfolded the crumpled painting, even if it was a waste manuscript in Yu Sinian's eyes, it was already a passing line in the eyes of the girl.

"How long have you been painting this?"

The girl raised her head and showed Yu Sinian a picture of a human being picked up from the ground.

Yu Sinian glanced roughly, with disgust on his face, "A few minutes, it's just a sketch, why?"

"For the first comic we collaborated with, it's OK to have this style of painting, it's very easy."

Feng Chuchu smiled easily, and stood up, "You have to believe, you can definitely make money."

"Soon, the comics you draw will be popular all over the country, very soon. You can slap those in your family who say you are not doing business properly in the face."

(End of this chapter)