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Chapter 725 The copyright is not for sale

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    "Yes, yes, that child laughed out loud. It was so funny." Liu Chunxiang agreed with Wang Sihan's words and felt that her little grandson was really good.

    Such a small child doesn¡¯t know how tired he is even after being tired for such a long time, let alone sleepy. He keeps laughing and is so cute.

    The final result was naturally Tian Junhao¡¯s one-piece baby outfit that won the first prize.

    Many domestic clothing manufacturers immediately came over to buy the clothing copyright from him.  Tian Junhao was still a child after all, and he didn't understand the core very well, so he looked at Wang Sihua helplessly.

    Wuya looked at her eldest sister, hoping she could give him an idea.  She also didn't expect that her son's designed clothes would attract the attention of clothing factories, and so many companies wanted to buy the copyright.

    "Sister! What should we do?" Wang Sihua asked gently.

    Wang Sihan shook his head: "I don't know either. But you can adopt a delaying policy and wait for a while before making a decision."

    Following the eldest sister's method, Wang Sihua smiled at the heads of the garment factories: "I'm sorry. This is the first time my eldest son has faced such a situation. As parents, we don't know how to deal with it. We have to go back.  Ask his dad.¡±

    A young man next to him was unhappy and said with great wealth: "What's wrong with this? Selling the copyright is very simple. The one with the highest price gets it. I'll pay 30,000 yuan for one set, six sets in total, eighteen.  If you take it away, the copyright of the six sets of costumes will be mine. It¡¯s as simple as that. If you can, please give me a compliment, it¡¯s just money! If it doesn¡¯t work, I¡¯ll add 10,000 yuan for one set.¡±

    This is indeed a big deal. Forty thousand yuan for a set of clothing copyrights seems like a lot.

    ¡° But Wang Sihan looked down on this kind of nouveau riche who was always throwing money at people. It¡¯s good to have money, but you can¡¯t just use money to solve everything.  First of all, you have to see if the person is willing or not. It¡¯s okay to say yes, but it doesn¡¯t matter if you have money.

    ¡°But this is Tian Junhao¡¯s business after all, and it¡¯s hard for her as an aunt to say anything.  The copyright belongs to the child. She has no right to comment on whether or not it will be sold or how it will be sold.

    The young man looked at Wang Sihua with disdain in his eyes and said, "How is it? Are you so happy? You have never seen so much money in your life, have you?"

    Before Wang Sihua could speak, Tian Junhao responded coldly: "I'm sorry! I won't sell my clothing copyright to you."

    He raised his eyes slightly and looked at the young fashion designer. The young man showed a trace of ridicule: "No? What do you want? You who make fashion designs just make money by selling copyrights. If you don't make money, you are  Aren¡¯t you stupid? That¡¯s too little, right? I¡¯ll give you 50,000 yuan for a set, which is the highest price in the world.¡±

    Before the young man finished speaking, an uncle in his forties came over, smiling like a flower and showing a humble and polite attitude.

    It is not the kind that comes from the heart, but a physical action that has to be done because of etiquette upbringing.  Tian Junhao glanced lightly and said nothing, wanting to hear what the uncle had to say.

    He once learned about this kind of deliberate physical behavior in Kimchi Country.  Everyone looks humble and polite on the outside, but in reality?  Everyone values ??interests more than anything else.

    The reason why his biological father did not accept him at the beginning was very simple. Although his current wife gave birth to two daughters, she was very helpful to his family business, and his wife could not be humiliated by his appearance.

    ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? What a ridiculous reason to send him away with a single word.  He had no regard for how he felt as an eleven-year-old child.

    Seeing the humility of this middle-aged uncle again, he just felt ridiculous.  Maybe the men in Kimchi Country are just so hypocritical. They look humble and harmonious on the outside, but they are sordid on the inside.

    The uncle bowed to Tian Junhao and Wang Sihua with a kind smile: "We can buy your copyright for a set of 100,000 yuan."

    The young man next to him opened his eyes and wanted to say something. After thinking about it, he finally shut up. The middle-aged uncle in front of him came from Kimchi Country and had strong financial strength. He was not a private enterprise that he could fight against.

    One hundred thousand yuan?  Wang Sihan narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the middle-aged uncle in front of him. He felt that this man's determined look was disgusting.

    Originally, she planned to let Tian Junhao use the copyright of the clothing he designed to invest in a domestic clothing factory and create his own brand in the future.  It's just that before she had time to tell him this, the copyright should not be raised so high.

    I guess both Junhao and Wuya will be tempted. The copyright fee for six sets of costumes is 600,000, which is quite a lot.

    "Uncle, are you from Kimchi Country?" Tian Junhao hugged his sleeping brother and adjusted him into a very comfortable position.?? position.

    "Yes! I didn't expect designers to have such good eyesight." The middle-aged uncle smiled happily, "I am the manager of Pu's Clothing, and I came here specifically for this children's clothing competition. Your clothing copyright is very attractive.  We plan to buy it and go back to mass-produce it.¡±

    "Mr. Park?" Tian Junhao said with a calm expression on his face, "Is your CEO Park Jin-hyung?"

    The middle-aged uncle was stunned, and the smile on his face became even brighter. He didn't expect that someone had heard that the president's name was Hua Guo. This shows that Park's expansion in the past two years has caused quite a big response.

    "Yes, yes, you are right. Our president is Park Jin-hyung." The middle-aged uncle's eyes lit up with excitement, "Since you know our Park family so well, do you think you can sell this copyright to us?"

    "I'm sorry! I'm not selling the copyright, I'm keeping it at the bottom of the box." The young man's plain words made everyone present confused and confused.

    Not selling?  Keep it at the bottom of the box?  What are these words?

    The young man said coldly: "Why are you so stubborn? Since you won't sell it to Park, then sell it to us at the original price of 50,000 yuan for a set of copyrights."

    Tian Junhao raised his eyes slightly and laughed angrily at the young man's words: "I won't sell a set for 100,000 yuan, but I still want to sell it to you for 50,000 yuan? It's not good to dream in broad daylight. It's more realistic to go back and sleep."

    The people in the circle were all amused by his words and felt that the young man was a bit arrogant.

    Tian Junhao ignored everyone, hugged his brother, greeted his mother and aunt, and his grandma left.

    After leaving the gate of the competition, an old man in his fifties greeted him.

    He stretched out his hand to Tian Junhao: "Congratulations! I heard that you won the first prize. That's great. You kid is really capable. I wish you congratulations."

    This scene made Wang Sihan, Wuya Wang Sihua, and Liu Chunxiang confused. They didn¡¯t know what was going on.

    It was Tian Junhao who gave everyone an explanation: "This old man is Weng Yiqiang, the director of Qingyang Garment Factory in our city. I won the third prize that year. He wanted my copyright, so I gave it to him."

    Weng Yiming lamented: ¡°It was only with that design drawing that our garment factory, which had about a hundred workers, was saved.¡±

    ¡°I heard that these sets of baby clothes are particularly popular this time, with a price of 100,000 yuan per set. He has no money and cannot afford to buy them. What should he do?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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