Chapter 2351: Can only choose to get rich

  Everything was in McGonagall's expectation, including the Morton family, no one came out to disrupt the situation.
   McGonagall can understand Jeffrey’s feelings. Such an unsatisfactory son must make him suffer a bit, otherwise he will only become a greater prodigal.
  Ignoring Delmar and Cyril’s cursing words, McGonagall left the City Lord’s Mansion.
  The next step is the life of the City Lord’s Mansion. Lock the properties of these two people for him. If they cannot repay them, they will directly seal up and auction them.
  This empty glove white wolf easily earned 60 million yuan, and also solved the misunderstanding, it can be said to serve multiple purposes.
  Meg and Cynthia meet in the small hotel room.
  "This...is this all arranged by you?" Cynthia looked at McGonagall with admiration.
  If she used to like McGonagall’s dishes and his gentle character, what she saw in the past two days is a wise and sophisticated businessman.
   Old fried dough sticks like Delmar, as well as rascal like Cyril, were all in his hands.
  30 million copper coins, what a huge sum of money that is.
  Delmar must have gone bankrupt. As for Cyril, she probably has heard of the wealth of the Morton family, and it depends on whether they are willing to take money to redeem people.
   "You cooperate well." McGonagall smiled and nodded.
  Cynthia blushed, looked at McGonagall, and whispered: "Then...then I wrote your novel, is it over?"
   "It might not be that easy." McGonagall shook his head and looked at Cynthia and said: "If you do something wrong, you have to pay something, right?"
   "I..." Cynthia bit her lower lip. What can she do for an innocent little author? The tens of thousands of copper coins on his body, I am afraid that he can't get his eyes at all.
  Obviously, her apology letter was also sent, and the testimony was also done, but he still didn’t want to let her go?
  Looking at McGonagall, who got up to close the window, her heart became tense. Why did he close the window? Are you afraid of some strange sound? What does he want to do? But it's daytime now!
"bring it on……"
  Cynthia lay down on the bed and opened her hands, leaving tears of her fate.
  This skillful movement made her a little surprised.
  And...Why are you not feeling aggrieved and sad, but still looking forward to it?
  She remembered that in Xiaojiao’s wife’s book, Xiao Xin had an affair with Boss Mai for the first time, also in a small hotel...
  Thinking of the plot that she had practiced countless times in her mind, it was about to happen to her, Cynthia's face became flushed, and her breathing became a little quicker.
   "It's the first time...you be gentle." She whispered.
"What are you doing?" McGonagall was standing by the bed, holding a contract in his hand, looking at Cynthia, who was lying on the bed with her legs spread out, her face flushed inexplicably, and the corners of her eyes were teary, asking strangely: "What the first time?"
  Cynthia suddenly raised her head and looked at McGonagall, who was standing by the bed, but holding a document instead of a small whip. Seeing his serious appearance, she didn't press her body like the book.
  Stunned for a while, she suddenly realized that she seemed to be wrong, she quickly clamped her legs, turned over and sat up from the bed.
   "Then what, I...I mean I..." Cynthia flushed with shame, eyes drifting away, suddenly staring at the file in McGonagall's hand, and asked: "What is this?"
"Oh, this is a contract. Take a look. If it's okay, just sign it." McGonagall handed over the document in his hand. "After signing the contract, our previous grievances will be cancelled. "
  Cynthia chuckled again, contract? Why sign a contract? Cynthia panicked even more thinking of Delmar and Cyril, who had just been pitted into prison by McGonagall under a contract.
  She looked intently, showing a bit of surprise.
  This is an entrusted creation contract, which is somewhat similar to the contract she signed with Delmar Press.
  The contract stated that McGonagall will commission her to create five works, and each work will be bought out at the price of 200,000 copper coins.
  After the five works, she can terminate the contract at any time without any restrictions.
  However, these five works are required. McGonagall will provide an outline and Cynthia will create it.
  The price of one 200,000 copper coin is undoubtedly a very generous reward for Cynthia.
  Normally, she only needs two months to complete a work, which is a good project with an annual income of one million!
   But with Delmar’s lessons learned, Cynthia looked at the contract very seriously and made sure that she would not lose her fortune or even lose her own treaty. She still asked with some distrust: "There are no hidden terms, right?"
   "Don't worry, I really want to find a partner who will not do this kind of thing." McGonagall smiled and nodded.
  "Why did you choose me?" Cynthia was still puzzled. McGonagall should not like her. Why should she give her this opportunity to make money?
   "What I am after is your talent, don't think too much." McGonagall said relieved, worried that the girl would be crooked.
   "Is it just talent? What about my young and beautiful body?" Cynthia almost blurted out what was in her heart. After she was held back, she nodded: "You have a good eye."
  Cynthia had no choice but to choose to get rich and signed the contract.
  "This is an advance payment. You can go home. Don't move. I will come back to you when I think about the outline." McGonagall handed her a silver note of one hundred thousand copper coins.
   "Thank you, boss." Cynthia happily accepted the cash receipt, feeling like being kept, and said: "Then you come often."
   McGonagall, who had just walked to the door, almost fell out. How come this line is a bit familiar?
  On the way back to the restaurant, McGonagall felt relaxed.
  The rumors have come to an end for a while. The messy novels on the market will probably rest for a while, and Cyril will be brought in by the way. This is really more than a stone.
Even if the   60 million copper coins cannot be recovered, it is more than enough to build a few teaching buildings for Hope Academy.
  ……
"This plot... also reverses too fast, right? I just scolded the boss of Mai to be a scumbag, but I rejected the rumors today? And the publisher of the publishing house went in." Vivian held the newspaper with a tangled expression. "How should I explain to Luna now? I just told him yesterday that Boss Mai is a scumbag. Bye bye, bye bye. The next one is even better..."
  In order to take care of Luna's mood, she has exhausted her mind, but the world has never considered her feelings!
"But Boss Mai can do this by sending the publishing house owner directly to prison. No one should dare to spread rumors at this time." Vivian thought. Apart from Boss Mai, there should be no such coincidence that anyone did this. The publisher is now.