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This man is very tall, seeming to be almost six feet three inches. I have to look up at him when I see him.
His build is also quite slim, which gives him a somewhat fragile appearance. Coupled with the black outfit he is wearing, it makes him seem even more desolate.
However, his eyes are strange; after an initial clarity, they return to a heavy, distant gaze that is hard to penetrate, making it difficult to discern what he is thinking. For some reason, I feel a sense of familiarity.
At this moment, he is still pressing the elevator button, his gaze fixed on me, and the corners of his mouth curve slightly upward as he says, "What's wrong? Haven't you figured it out yet?"
I hurriedly replied, "I'm going up."
His expression suddenly sharpens, but it passes quickly. He retracts his gaze and says nothing more as he presses the close door button. I watch the numbers on the elevator display drop.
I simply turned into the stairwell and walked down step by step.
Yet the image of that man in black keeps swirling in my mind. He doesn't seem like a bad person and doesn’t give off a cold vibe, but he clearly feels different from ordinary people—like someone from another world who just doesn't fit in.
I often come to see Mina and frequently encounter people downstairs, but I have never seen this man before. Moreover, he doesn’t seem like someone who works here.
So what is he doing?
I can't figure it out.
Fortunately, Mina came down half an hour later. Seeing me lost in thought again, she looked up at the ceiling with a somewhat dissatisfied tone: "Anan, have you noticed that ever since you got pregnant, you've been especially absent-minded? This won't do; if my nephew comes out like this, he'll be a little fool! That would be troublesome! You should listen to music more often, dance a bit, draw—this way the child will be born with some spirit. Do you understand prenatal education?"
I ignored her comment and directly asked, "Is that boyfriend you mentioned before very tall?"
Mina had already started walking but suddenly stopped and frowned at me: "How do you know? Have you seen him?"
A flurry of thoughts raced through my mind, but I didn't dare tell Mina. I casually responded, "I figured since you just lectured me about it, your standards for boyfriends must be high too."
She smiled briefly but it was awkward; after a long pause, she said: "Is this height the same as what you mentioned earlier?"
I realized this topic couldn't be delved into deeply, so I quickly changed the subject: "Let's talk about something important first; this has been dragging on for two days."
Mina told me something that is indeed very important, regarding my Comic.
She also took out a folder from her bag and seriously said that it contained all the requirements from the Publisher. I need to create the Comic according to their specifications, with no time limit, but the quality must be guaranteed. Moreover, this is a Story-driven Comic Collection, and I will be drawing while they serialize it on their platform.
They will also buy the Copyright, and they will handle all the Promotion packaging. Once we make money, we will split it fifty-fifty.
Mina looked at the contents and said, "I have carefully reviewed it and consulted with people in this industry. Some of the content is indeed a bit tricky, but right now we are just gaining experience. Fortunately, they are only signing one Copyright at a time and haven’t directly signed you up yet. So once you become popular later on, you can still switch to another company."
I asked Mina, "Is there any other problem besides the lower pay? Is this company reliable?"
She nodded and said, "You can rest assured about that. If it weren't reliable, I wouldn't introduce it to you; it wouldn't pass my standards."
"Then there’s no problem. Just like you said, I don’t have experience right now. The Promotion packaging and platform are all handled by them. As for the publishing part, they will take care of that too. I'm already satisfied with this amount of money; in fact, I would be willing to take even less."
Mina gave me a look and said, "I've never seen someone who complains about getting too much money."
After saying that, she looked at the materials in my hand and said, "Take your time to review these documents. Don’t rush into signing the contract; first check if you can meet their requirements. Otherwise, if you sign the contract and can't produce anything later on, that would be a big issue."
The materials had at least hundreds of pages, plus the contract was quite thick. I just skimmed through everything before putting it all back into the Document Bag.
"Alright then, I'll take a look when I get home. If I have any questions after reading it, I'll reach out to you."
Mina shook her head and said, "You don't need to contact me anymore; I've already completed my part in connecting you. If you have any issues, just reach out to this person directly; she will handle everything related to this matter."
Mina handed me a business card.
It had the name "Bai Xiaoqing" written on it—a very feminine name—along with a phone number but no company name or title.
"Are you sure this company is okay? Why is there not even a name? What exactly is this woman responsible for?" I asked Mina while flipping through the business card.
However, she only told me that the company was safe and didn’t elaborate further, insisting that I should contact that woman directly.
By the time I got home, it was already dark outside. Thinking that normal working people should have finished work by now, I didn’t contact Bai Xiaoqing but placed her business card in a prominent spot on my desk.
After a simple dinner, I started going through those documents.
There were quite a few requirements, and they asked me to illustrate stories that they had customized. These things actually limit my thinking; I essentially have no personal input and am just following their requests to draw.
However, there are benefits to this approach as well: I don’t have to think for myself, I don’t have to consider the direction of the story, whether the plot will deviate, or even if the story is engaging. As long as I meet the standards of Comic, I can just produce the work.
Of course, I'm not worried about not making money in the end.
They also incur costs for these packaging promotions, and at most, I’m just practicing my skills.
I even thought that having some income would be good; if there’s really none, it’s fine—just consider it laying a foundation for the future. However, on second thought, their company must have put in considerable effort to create such story proposals; how could they possibly let the works go unnoticed?
It seems like no matter how I think about it, I’m benefiting more from this arrangement. I don’t know if this proposal was discussed by Mina or if it was conceived by their company itself. It’s still quite favorable for me. Of course, it could also be as Mina said—that my demands are too low.
To communicate normally with Miss Bai, I didn’t call her the next day but focused on finishing those materials first. After having the entire story in my mind, I finally dialed her number.
She picked up quickly; a gentle female voice answered. After listening to my self-introduction, she immediately became polite.
“Miss Qiu, has the information been transferred to you?”
I naturally responded politely since she is the one in charge!
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