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  Chapter 482 is hard to choose!

  In the cheerful atmosphere of the Chinese New Year, the eighth day of the lunar new year passed in a flash.

  Second sister Liu Yinfeng left on the fifth day of the fifth day, stayed at home for less than a week, and flew back to the United States in a hurry.

  The factories of the elder sister and the elder sister also officially started on the fifth day of the lunar new year, and they all went there to work.

  Going and coming, one after another, guests began to visit Liu Qingshan's house.

   Those who are close, such as members of the village committees of Dingjiagou, Shoulin Village, and Dalinzi, first come to Jiapigou to pay New Year greetings.

  Everyone get together, drink some wine, and talk about the future development.

  The one who is far away is Hai Dagui leading Hai Mingzhu.

  In addition, Professor Wu also brought a pair of children, Wu Song and Wu Tong, to visit the New Year.

  In addition to their family of three, there was another one, of course He Mengfei.

  These two girls also asked for leave to come back for the New Year.

  On the other side of the island country, there is no Spring Festival, they celebrate New Year's Day.

  The two girls came back to reunite with their families on the one hand, and on the other hand, they mainly thought of Liu Qingshan.

  In more than half a year, the comics of the two of them have become well-known and their income is quite considerable, so I made a special trip to express my thanks and discuss with Liu Qingshan about future development plans.

   As for the specific things, Liu Qingshan is no longer able to guide the two girls. He is only responsible for providing the outline now, and the rest, the two professionals, don't need him to point fingers at all.

  However, some programmatic things put forward by Liu Qingshan are more instructive for the development of the company.

  The first general meeting of shareholders of Qingshan Animation Company was officially held in Liu Qingshan's house on the kang.

  All shareholders are in place, including: Liu Qingshan, Wu Tong, He Mengfei, Caifeng, Shanxing, Xiaohuo.

  Uh, the last one is crawling back and forth on the kang, so it doesn’t count.

  He Mengfei first spoke happily: "Hehe, I report a good news to Chairman Liu. A publishing company has contacted me to publish a booklet of Chibi Maruko."

   This was within Liu Qingshan's expectation, Chibi Maruko, that is a national animation in the minds of men, women and children in the island country, and no one can shake its status.

  So he nodded: "When the time comes to negotiate the contract, the proportion of the creator's share must be higher."

  This share is the main source of income for cartoonists, usually between 5% and 15%, depending on the fame and works of the cartoonist.

   "The share of newcomers is very low."

  He Mengfei also muttered dissatisfiedly, she just entered the industry, probably the lowest grade.

  Liu Qingshan thought for a while: "Then sign a short-term contract first, open up the market and sales first, and make money later."

  A manga can be done well for decades, don’t worry.

  Liu Qingshan was still in a good mood: "Haha, we at Qingshan Animation can finally squeeze the little devil's wool!"

  The shareholders present all laughed happily, accompanied by the sound of crying. It was Xiaohuo, who accidentally knocked his head on the window sill.

   "Actually, I've already made money."

  Wu Tong took out a small notebook, and opened it: "After the comics are serialized, there will be income every week, and we will take notes on it."

   "Sister Wu, let me see how much money I have!"

  The little old fourth, a little money fan, put his little head on it, and then let out a "wow" in his mouth:

"so much!"

  Wu Tong lightly pulled at her antenna braid: "This is recorded in Japanese yen, and our one dollar can be exchanged for dozens of yen."

   It turned out to be like this, and the fourth child was a little disappointed. She and Shan Xing had a small share of the shares, each with 1%, so they could share more money.

  Liu Qingshan waved his hand: "You guys keep the money first, and plan to set up a studio and recruit comic assistants."

   "I can't just rely on the two of you all the time, it's no wonder you're not tired."

  Generally well-known cartoonists will hire one or even several assistants.

   "It's very expensive to hire a manga assistant." Wu Tong's beautiful eyebrows were slightly frowned, obviously feeling distressed.

  The two of them, Chibi Maruko and Zhonghua Xiaodao, now have a combined income of just over two million yen.

  As for a manga assistant, the annual salary is at least hundreds of thousands of yen.

  Liu Qingshan smiled: "Once you become famous, you will naturally have a lot of money. Don't worry about this little money."

   Small money? Measured by the economy of the island country, it may be a small amount of money, but for the current Huaxia, the per capita salary is less than 100 yuan, and this money is really painful to spend.

   "We'll make more money."

  Liu Qingshan continued to enlighten the two girls. For Chinese people who are used to frugality, telling them to spend money lavishly is more difficult than making money.

   "Well, we will give it a try at the right time."

  Wu Tong answered with a bit of incomprehension.

   “Not trying, but having to.”

  Liu Qingshan showed the posture of the chairman of the company, there is no doubt about it.

  At this time, the door opened, and the elder brother-in-law Gao Wenxue came back from the commune in a hurry.

  After taking off his cotton coat, he excitedly opened his backpack. Inside were dozens of letters, probably sent to him by readers.

  He took out a letter from inside: "Fourth and fifth, your letter!"

   Us?

  The two little guys were a little dazed: Who wrote to us?

  But soon, the two girls jumped to the ground, and the fourth child was still yelling: "Letter, letter!"

  This is the first time they have received letters, so they seem very excited.

  Shan Xing was a little more calm, looking at the sending address printed on the envelope, two big eyes immediately completed two crescents: "It's from an art film studio!"

   Opening the envelope, the two of them read the letter together, and the smiles on their faces became brighter and brighter.

  After reading the letter, the two little girls hugged each other and danced together:

   "Haha, Calabash Baby's idea has been adopted, and they said they would reward us with seventy yuan!"

  The idea of ​​putting a label on the calabash doll’s forehead was conceived by two little guys. It was unexpectedly adopted. No wonder they are so happy.

  The most important thing is that there is still a reward of 70 yuan. This money is really nothing to the fourth and fifth children, but it represents success and honor, and it is of great significance.

  The youngest and fourth child began to scramble for the money, and each of them shared thirty-five with Shan Xing.

  Yan Xing has a different opinion: "We belong to Qingshan Animation Company, and this is also our remuneration, so it should be handed over to the company."

   "Then each of us will get seventy-five cents!"

  The little fourth child figured it out quickly, and his little face immediately twitched into a ball.

  Hahaha, everyone's laughter rang out in the room, and there was no lack of encouragement in it: they are only in the third grade of elementary school, and it is already very good to have such an achievement.

  As the chairman of the company, Liu Qingshan waved his hand generously: "This money is so commemorative, so you should keep it all for yourself."

  Beside He Mengfei also blinked his big eyes vigorously: "Then, can Wu Tong and I keep all the manuscript fees?"

   Her answer was, of course, "I want to be beautiful".

  After arranging the affairs of Aoyama Animation, the board of directors concluded successfully this time, and began to set the table for dinner.

  The old people sat at a table, and the young people crowded into a table. It was lively.

  Ling Zhi looked around her son, three girls, Hai Mingzhu, Wu Tong, and Zheng Xiaoxiao, were sitting there, one after the other.

   Not only did they look like Chunlan Qiuju, but they also had strengths, and all of them were capable.

  The more she looked at it, the happier she became, but she was a little bit worried: It's not easy to choose!

  Looking at her son's young and handsome face, Lin Zhi felt that she should stop worrying about it.

  Because He Mengfei was present, Zhang Shuzi was also called to have dinner together.

  He Mengfei went to study in an island country, so now the two of them seldom get together. It is estimated that He Mengfei came to Jiapigou for this reason.

  The current relationship between the two people can only be maintained first. They need to be successful in their respective fields before they have the opportunity to truly come together.

  The dishes on the table are of course very rich, but Zheng Xiao is a bit unwilling to eat snacks.

  I don't know how to do it, seeing Wu Tong emerging in the field of comics, and even Hai Mingzhu steadily leading the villagers on the road to wealth, Zheng Xiaoxiao felt a sense of pressure in his heart.

  Her original goal was to study hard and get into an ideal university.

  But now she suddenly thinks more long-term: What about after being admitted to university?

  It seems that what Stubborn Donkey said makes sense. She can no longer study hard, and should raise her eyes to the world and start planning her future life path...

   "Miss, eat mushrooms." Shan Xing put a few slices of mushrooms into Zheng Xiaoxiao's bowl.

  Zheng Xiaoxiao came back to her senses: "You can eat apricots too."

  After she finished speaking, she thought about it again, and asked Shan Xing: "Old Five, what is your future ideal, can you tell Miss Sister?"

   Before Shan Xing could answer, the fourth child raised his hand abruptly:

   "Miss, my ideal is to become a millionaire when I grow up!"

  At the dinner table, everyone smiled unconsciously: Well, this ideal is great, and it fits Xiao Lao Si's style very well.

   Sitting next to the little fourth child was Hai Mingzhu, she smiled and tugged at the fourth brother's antenna braid: "Sifenger, you will definitely succeed!"

   Then everyone stared at Shan Xing again. Shan Xing seemed a little nervous, looked up at Liu Qingshan, and whispered:

   "I hope that when I grow up, I can help my elder brother."

  Everyone nodded, this seems to be in line with Yamako's personality and thoughts.

  Only Liu Qingshan shook his head and raised his hand to touch Shan Xing's watermelon head:

  "Old Five, each of us should not be the shadow of others, we should have our own ideals and our own lives."

   "Live for others, let those who love you live better; also live for yourself, and bloom the most beautiful flowers in your life."

   Shan Xing lowered her head: "Brother, I still don't understand what you said, but I will remember it."

  The other people on the table were also thinking, and everyone was thinking about the same question: what is my ideal?

  For a while, the lively dinner table became a little quiet.

  At this time, a car horn sounded outside. It was the elder sister Liu Jinfeng and the elder sister Yang Hongying who rushed back from the county.

  Very unexpectedly, they pulled back two guests from their car, who were also foreign friends.

   Seeing Victor's thinning head, Liu Qingshan hurried up and hugged him warmly: "Hi, my friend, your hair seems to be inversely proportional to the money you have."

  Victor was taken aback for a moment, then laughed, and patted Liu Qingshan's shoulder vigorously: "Then I don't know when I will become bald?"

  They are all old friends, joking when they meet each other is more cordial than a normal greeting.

  Liu Qingshan hugged the handsome guy Leo again: "My friend, where is your Ruth?"

  Leo shrugged: "She seems to have boarded a big ship called Titanic with that guy named Jack."

   Several people laughed again, then washed their hands, and invited them to the dinner table.

  The fourth and fifth children have also finished eating, just to make room.

   "Hmm, the dishes are very rich."

  Victor praised, and then said what he really wanted to say: "But why is there no wine?"

  Leo also licked his lips: "Shouldn't you take out the monkey wine and entertain guests from afar?"

  Liu Qingshan knew that they came for the monkey wine.

  However, Master Guo has not come back home for the New Year, and no one dares to touch the monkey wine in his wine cellar.

  Actually, Liu Qingshan is also a bit greedy. This year's Monkey Wine has continued to improve the craftsmanship, and I don't know the specific situation.

  Liu Qingshan is also very concerned, because this involves the next step of the development of Monkey Wine.

   At this time, Liu Jinfeng added: "On the way back from our car, we met Master Guo, who was riding his bicycle to our village, and he probably will arrive soon."

   Sure enough, as soon as the words fell, there was a burst of bicycle bells ringing in the courtyard.

   Now, even Victor and Leo greeted him out together.

  Lao Guo’s health is obviously much better now. He hasn’t suffered from the old problem of bronchitis all winter. In previous winters, he didn’t dare to go out of the house. Now he can ride a bicycle for dozens of miles.

   Leaning the bicycle against the fence, Lao Guo said cheerfully: "So warm, is it me who welcomes me, or my wine?"

   "Everyone is welcome." The fourth child ran forward with a grin, and handed over his small handkerchief, asking Grandpa Guo to wipe his sweat.

  She is also thinking about drinking monkey wine.

   "You little greedy cat." Lao Guo simply didn't enter the house, and directly called Liu Qingshan to go with him to the wine cellar, and soon came back with a big jar.

   It seems that Lao Guo is also very confident, and he just took one jar, instead of testing one jar after another like last year.

   "It's definitely not sour vinegar, I can already smell the scent of monkey wine!" The little four kept twitching his little nose.

  Liu Qingshan vaccinated next to him: "If vinegar is also good, just dip the dumplings."

  Old Guo laughed loudly: "Don't worry, this wine will definitely be successful, but I don't know how much it can achieve compared with real monkey wine!"

   After finishing speaking, he patted the mud seal open, tore off the seal, and then, a strong aroma spread out in the room.

  Everyone swallowed a few times involuntarily, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the wine jar.

   "Bring a bowl!"

  Old Guo's arrogance increased greatly.

   Bowls of amber monkey wine were poured out, first served to the old people on the kang table, and then Liu Qingshan eagerly took a sip.

   Immediately, he widened his eyes. After he drank it, the wine seemed to be the same as the wine brewed by monkeys in the fairy cave, and it was as delicious.

  Old Guo couldn't wait to take a sip, then nodded, then shook his head again: "It can probably reach 80%."

  Anyway, the gap here, everyone can't taste it.

  The atmosphere at the dinner table immediately became lively again, and the girls also let go of their restraint, and drank monkey wine together.

  Liu Jinfeng said while drinking: "Fourth and fifth, you are almost done. Be careful if you drink too much."

  The little fourth child raised his little hand and pointed at the kang: "I'm still drinking from a small fire."

   Sure enough, Liu Shikui dipped the end of his chopsticks in the monkey wine, and then put it into Xiaohuo's mouth.

   This made Liu Jinfeng very angry: "Everyone is a little drunkard!"

  At this time, Victor's voice sounded next to him: "Liu, we seem to be able to talk about exporting monkey wine."

  (end of this chapter)