"Uncle Zheng, there's no need to worry. I will complete writing the latter part of the story soon."
Sun Mo guaranteed.
The other party had already called him 'little friend' and he was also so generous. Hence, Sun Mo also changed his terms of address and spoke to Zheng Qingfang more respectfully.
"Alright then!"
Zheng Qingfang carefreely toasted and then continued to persuade, "However, you have to accept the ingots. Don't worry, this sum of money won't be considered in the author's remuneration. I will also print out 1,000... no, 3,000 books. At that time, when the books are sold for money, I'll deduct the capital of printing and the remainder of the money will go all to you."
"That isn't too good, right?"
Sun Mo frowned. By doing this, Zheng Qingfang would be working for free for Sun Mo.
