Zou Yue got up the next day to the annoying ringtone. Groaning, he picked up his phone and glanced at the display through his hazy eyes.
"Manager Mu, why is he calling so early?"
Mumbling, he picked up the call.
"YUE!!! YOU LUCKY SWINE!"
The loud shout almost turned him deaf. Zou Yue pulled the phone away with a grimace and put it on speaker. "What's going on?"
"I told you about your book copyright, right? The mysterious buyer agreed to ALL YOUR TERMS. All of them!!!! Oh my god, I think I am floating in heaven. How the hell did you get so lucky, first it was the photographer mark, now this. Tell me, tell me," he kept yapping on and on.
Zou Yue only heard the first few words. "Wait, they agreed to the terms? Like all of them?"
"YES!! They even sent in the contract themselves. It looks ironclad Yue. You have definitely stuck rich," his manger started laughing in glee on the other side of the receiver.
