12 Publish (I)

After a few days I immerse myself in my novel.

"Finally it's over," I began to stretch my body.

I heard a knock on the door and a woman's voice "Son are you inside".

Hearing my mother's voice I opened the door and saw my mother standing in front of my room.

Then I asked: "What's wrong mom?".

"I have seen you always in the room these days and rarely come out? What are you doing?".

Hearing my mother's words I entered the room and my mother also followed, then I took a few piles of paper that I had just printed and handed it to my mother.

I said: "I just wrote a novel and mom was the first to see it".

Hearing the words of his son Julia began to read the documents in front of him, Julia was very concentrated with this story.

Actually Julia is very doubtful about her son because she has never written a novel, but to appreciate the efforts of her son Julia still reads it.

Starting to turn the paper, Julia began to be interested in this story and began to sink into the story.

After how many times did Julia stop turning the paper and asked doubtfully: "Did you write this novel? It seems like you have never written a novel? Why suddenly write a novel?".

"Of course this is my work, mother, what a very bad story".

Julia smiled and said: "The story of this novel is very good and interesting, mom likes it and this novel is like the work of a professional writer".

Listening to my mother's praise I smiled proudly and said: "Of course this is my own work, so what if I published it?"

"Well, it's a good idea that I will support you".

"Thank you mom".

After talking to my mother, I went downstairs and saw my father, who was already sitting at the dinner table and was waiting for mom and me.

This dinner was very good and my mother also gave my novel to dad and my father also liked this story which made me optimistic about this novel.

After dinner I did not immediately go to sleep, I took the guitar in my room, and sat near the pool.

Somehow I often sing to eliminate fatigue, my parents also felt very strange because I never sang and suddenly I bought a guitar and often sang at night.

My parents were also surprised by my voice because my voice was very good, and also I often listen to songs in this world, in my opinion the music industry in this world seems to have a trend of progress.

The stars in the sky are very beautiful, the sound of guitar strings and the sound of people singing,

"What we have is timeless

My love is endless

And with this ring I

Say to the world

You're my every reason

You're all that I believe in

With all my heart I mean every word

So as long as I live I love you

Will haven and hold you

You look so beautiful in white

And from now 'til my very last breath

This day I'll cherish

You look so beautiful in white

Tonight

You look so beautiful in white, yeah yeah"

guitar passages accompanied by my voice make this lonely night have a color. For some reason I really like this song, you know I like the sound of the singer of this song.

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After exercising and taking a shower, I headed to the garage and got into the car.

With the connection my father had last night I asked my father for help to introduce a broker who was professional in this matter.

Father gave the telephone number of a man named Paul, well I have never met this person but because of my father's introduction, of course, this person must be trustworthy.

And also I need money to move my office to California but because my father doesn't have a business there so I just give up, maybe I can use the money I borrowed to rent an office but I'd better develop it in New York then after I have enough money I'll move it to California, in my estimation if my novel is successful and I get money then next year I can move the office, and also maybe MyChat is ready for release, for now I only provide MyChat for the mobile version.

The development of smart phones in this world is still underdeveloped, so I can only make MyChatl with a simple version, because if the perfect version is possible the current cellphone is not capable.

After driving for a few minutes I arrived at a cafe, I parked the car and walked out of the car, taking my cellphone in my pocket, calling Paul.

"Well where are you ... ohh yeah I've arrived in front of the cafe, yeah I'll go there".

Walking into the cafe I walked into a seat in the corner, I saw a thin man in his 30s. Seeing me approach the man stood up and greeted me: "Hello Mr. Walker, I'm Paul".

"Hello Paul, just call me Sean".

After that I sat down and ordered coffee, we talked a few things that are not important.

The waiter came and brought coffee and put it in front of me, I drank coffee and took my novel that is still in the form of documents and handed it to Paul.

Holding the document in his hands Paul began to read the novel seriously.

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Seeing Paul who seriously read my novel I said: "Cough ... How Paul are you interested".

Paul returned to his senses and said: "The story is very good. I'm very optimistic, then how should I help you?"

"Of course I want you to help me find a publisher, if possible I want a second-class publisher who is a famous publisher."

Hearing my words Paul also understood because I was a novice writer of course would not give my novel to a first-class publisher, if I did that the profits that would be obtained would have been very small.

"Alright Sean I'll help you".

"Thank you Paul, if this novel makes a lot of profit, I will give a good commission".

"Don't worry, I'm your father's friend and he used to help me so you don't need to worry."

I feel relieved because this novel can be released, of course I'm very optimistic because in the past this film in TERRA was very popular.

Even if there is a cultural difference with this world I feel it's not great.

Out of the cafe I got into the car and drove back to the villa.