“She is a good friend of mine. By the way, what does this have to do with you? If you’re not interested, just forget it.” Mu Ranzheng put the drawings away.
“Not so fast, Mr. Mu. We can still talk.” Cheng Yu didn’t want to miss such a good opportunity.
“If you want to talk to me about a new book, forget about it; if you want to talk about my friend’s drawings, then I’ll stay,” Mu Ranzheng said in a bad tone.
“Mr. Mu, I’ll just be completely honest with you. It isn’t looking good for publishing houses nowadays due to the massive impact of the Internet as lots of publishing houses have been out of business now. As one of those who survived, we need to be extremely careful with the books that we publish.”
Mu Ranzheng had heard of this after days of contacting publishers.
“Now, it only takes a few pennies to read a chapter and a few bucks for a book on the Internet. Who would want to buy a comic book nowadays?”