Chapter 145 - A Type Of Growth (2/2)

“Well, you can figure it out then.”

Meng Fan left this statement and went off to run.

After running, Meng Fan returned home to shower before opening his phone to see the messages from Meng Cai Wei, one line, two lines, three lines… seven lines, all consisting of Wechat business cards.

Followed by: “Add them yourself.”

“All of them?” Meng Fan was ecstatic.

Meng Cai Wei did not respond.

After adding and verifying them one by one, the contacts directly sent him the requirements and the film clips or a cloud password…

There were seven film crews, three of them being TV series, two movies, and two variety shows.

The cards included contact information for the creative directors that most actors and celebrities knew of.

The pay was good with some paying more than Qin Jiao’s job, and there were ones that didn’t pay that much. Out of them, the lowest-paying one averaged about 2000 HXB per poster.

Under Meng Fan’s pen, there was no difference between a high-quality hand drawn movie poster and a regular novel illustration, but the average price for a hand-drawn poster was more than 10 times what an illustration charged.

He looked at the deadlines for submission; the longest deadline was a month, the shortest being a week.

There wasn’t anything that couldn’t be drawn.

So he took them all!

The other party’s attitudes were all very good, and they responded fast. They were very happy to discuss the content, and in the duration of a meal, he had settled negotiations with all seven parties.

Their attitudes were so brief and polite; it must have been because of Meng Cai Wei’s influence. She probably didn’t tell them he was her brother, but she had definitely let them know that this person was someone that was important to Meng Cai Wei. As long as his work was passable, they would be crazy to say anything more.

Chen Da Qiang brought dinner again, this time with a bone marrow combo featuring braised pork spine, pickled vegetables, rice, and soup. He brought four portions.

The braised meat was soft and tender and came off with one gentle prod from the chopsticks. There was enough meat that one could heartily eat it. The pickled vegetables were amazing and very appetizing. The rice was fragrant, and the soup was delicious. Xing Ta Ge wasn’t there, so Meng Fan finished his portion as well after he began his binge.

Sometimes, he couldn’t help but feel that food was a gift from God. This talent to find good food did not just mean a natural sensitivity to taste but also enough luck to find great cuisine.

Chen Da Qiang was someone who did not know food but was really good at finding places to eat. He frequently brought delicious food, and it had nothing to do with the price either.

This wasn’t even the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was that if a person sent someone else to the same restaurant, the food they brought out would taste different!

Meng Fan was blessed in this aspect and full of respect!

After eating, Meng Fan strolled back. The entire way, Meng Fan actually had the interest to make some bank tonight. He did not care much about making money before nor was he interested in earning them.

When he did the illustrations for those novels, he never thought about money. He only wanted to publicize his own work through these public authors.

Although he didn’t waste money, he had no concept of spending either. If he felt something was suitable for him or necessary, and he had money on his card, he would spend it. He never considered if it was worth it or not.

Meng Fan thought about it. ‘This must be some kind of growth, right?’

Not bad.