Chapter 1597: 393: Miss Hua educating on how to be a human, Miss Song, I’m really sorry!_4 Chapter 1597: 393: Miss Hua educating on how to be a human, Miss Song, I’m really sorry!_4 Worth pondering over and over again.

Isla Astir is also known as the “First Lady” in the comic circle.

Lowering the price too much would undoubtedly provoke the original fans.

Mandel Thompson is a businessman, no doubt about it.

But he’s a respectable businessman.

He never does anything that could harm his reputation.

A copyright fee of $880,000 may seem small compared to three million dollars.

But three million is a buyout fee.

From then on, the income derived from the copyright would have nothing to do with Isla Astir.

However, Mandel Thompson is willing to give Isla Astir a ten percent share.

Hearing this, Isla Astir turned to Mandel Thompson and spoke up, “Boss Thompson is not like other capitalists.”

Isla Astir has sold various copyrights in the past.

But those clients were always trying to lower the price as much as possible.

Author documents were deeply exploited.

There have never been any clients like Mandel Thompson who voluntarily raised the price.

It’s rarer than a giant panda,
Mandel Thompson joked: “I can’t help it, Miss Astir, your fans are too powerful, I’m afraid they’ll send me razor blades.”

Isla Astir laughed lightly.

The atmosphere in the car suddenly became relaxed.

Before long, the car arrived at Mandel Thompson’s company.

The meeting lasted two hours, and after signing the copyright contract, Isla Astir communicated with a designer. By the time she returned home, it was two hours later.

The Astir family.

Eva Webster has brought back a lot of groceries.

Seeing this, Mrs. Astir laughed, “Eva, we have plenty at home, what a waste of money?”

Eva Webster said, “What we have at home was bought by you, what I bought represents my intentions. Auntie, you sit, I will take over the kitchen tonight.”

After Isla Astir and Mandel Thompson left, Eva Webster thought carefully.

She cannot show Isla Astir attitude anymore.

Even if Isla speaks ill of her behind her back, she can’t.

At this point, she needs to rely on Isla Astir to see Mandel Thompson.

So…

She must be smarter, win over Auntie’s heart, and use this as a reason to continue to stay at home.

Mrs. Astir looked at Eva Webster and was somewhat surprised.

“Eva, what have you done so suddenly?”

What happened?

Thinking this, Mrs. Astir walked into the kitchen and said, “Eva, let me do it today!”

“No need, no need,” Eva Webster pushed Mrs. Astir out, “Auntie, I’ve been eating the meals you’ve cooked for so many days. Let me cook a meal for you, Uncle, and Isla today!”

Mrs. Astir smiled brightly.

Before long, the door was pushed open from the outside.

Isla Astir walked in from outside carrying a bag.

Seeing Isla Astir return, Mrs. Astir immediately stood up, “Isla’s back.”

“Mom.” Isla Astir said with a smile as she walked in and hung her bag.

Mrs. Astir knew Isla Astir was out for business this morning and asked concernedly, “How did the collaboration go?”

Isla Astir responded, “It went well. By the way, is it Dad who’s busy in the kitchen?”

The kitchen door was closed and the inside was unclear, but the sound of cooking could be heard.

Mrs. Astir lowered her voice and said, “I don’t know what happened today. Your second cousin suddenly brought back a lot of groceries and said she wanted to cook.”

Hearing this, Isla Astir narrowed her eyes.

There’s something strange when things seem odd.

But Isla Astir didn’t say much more and just smiled, “Since my second cousin is kind-hearted, we must not let her down.”

Mrs. Astir nodded and continued, “Go back to your room and rest. I’ll go help your second cousin.”

“Okay.” Isla Astir turned around and went back to her room.

On the other side.

River City.

Mrs. Price had been hanging around the S Laboratory for several days and finally saw Viola Thompson near the laboratory.

Mrs. Price quickly picked up her bag and walked towards Viola Thompson.

“Hello.”

Mrs. Price walked straight up to Viola Thompson and stopped.

“Hello,” Viola Thompson stopped and looked at Mrs. Price, “May I ask what can I do for you?”

Mrs. Price then said, “First of all, let me introduce myself. I am Chandler Price’s mother.”

When saying this sentence, Mrs. Price held herself high and her face was full of haughty expression.

For a little sparrow like Viola Thompson who came out of the slums, she probably never dreamt she would ever meet her.

After all, she is Chandler Price’s mother.

The mistress of the Price Family.

Upon this thought.

Mrs. Price’s sense of superiority was even more obvious.

Hearing this, Viola Thompson nodded slightly, “So you’re Mrs. Price, may I ask what business you have with me?”

Since she was Chandler Price’s mother and a senior, Viola Thompson naturally had to be polite.