Hiukawa stroked Chu Li's hair and said with emotion: "I feel like a little writer who has been taken care of by the domineering president. Somehow, he is about to reach the pinnacle of his life. He didn't do anything from the beginning to the end, and just came out with one..."
What
Chu Li reached down with his hand, grabbing the so-called "one stick".
Then he sighed: "Mr. Hikawa, do you still remember the day we confessed our love to each other, you were so shy that you locked yourself in the room and refused to come out to see me? Those days you even ate hard and didn't dare to eat too much Take a look at me..."
Chu Li withdrew his hand: "Why are you acting like a hooligan now?"
Hiurakawa thought for a while: "Last night I lost to a 1991 Ferrari in Akina Mountain. She used inertial drift to corner, and her car was very fast. I only saw her signboard of the editor of Yuanyuesha, you Do you know? If you know who she is, please tell her, every night in the future, I will take off my pants and wait for her in Qiu Mingshan."
"..." Chu Li raised his hand and slapped him across the face.
The right cheek was slapped so numbly, Hirokawa grabbed Chuli's wrist with his backhand, with a serious face: "Just finished, don't try to seduce me again, I was squeezed dry by you at a young age, in the future I will How else to write a book and become a man standing shoulder to shoulder with Hermann?"
"Speaking of Herman... don't you always envy Herman as if he was born with the help of a god, writing a red book and making it to the sky?" Chu Li patted the man's chest, "Your god is lying in your arms , Worship."
Hiukawa also patted her on the back with the same frequency: "It's over."
"..." Chu Li nodded, "Oh."
At this time, Hiukawa glanced at the phone—
Since he announced the existence of "The Peach Blossom and the Sword" on Weibo, major publishing houses have heard the news.
If you are a little more honest, just ask: Daddy, do you have an outline and a draft of the first 30,000 words for the new article on Weibo? We are very interested here!
A little old driver ordered, and asked: Teacher, is the book that Weibo said is still there? We really want to do it here.
For those who are a little rogue, don’t ask any questions, just leave a message: We want "The Peach Blossom and the Sword", the first print and credits you open, and how many others open, we open one point more than it opens.
The level of excitement was comparable to that when he was hacked as a ghostwriter back then, when Qunchao sent out to ask for the cancellation of the cooperation—
Hiukawa didn't even bother to pay attention to these, so he appropriately selected a few publishing companies that were honestly negotiating business with him when he was hacked, and then used words such as "I haven't thought about how to do business." Doing this book" and other reasons are dismissed for the time being.
Chu Li watched him operate for a while, and there were countless dead souls under his fingers, then put down the phone ruthlessly and turned it off.
He conveniently pressed the upright head of the person in his arms on his chest, and said concisely: "Sleep."
Without the light from the phone, the room suddenly went dark.
Hiukawa lifted the quilt and covered the two of them.
In the darkness, the two were silent for a moment. Chu Li thought about the tone of Zhou Chuan's reply to the bookseller just now, and suddenly he was a little uncertain... Obviously this book is of great significance to Zhou Chuan, and he will never decide on it casually. Whichever book publishing company or publishing house you buy will sell it.
"You can go back to them directly, starting from 500,000 yuan. There is no upper limit." Chu Li said as he grabbed the man's fingertips, thinking that it was this evil finger that broke the dreams of countless editors... now I'm dragging him in hand.
Hiukawa was silent for a while and said: "...you know better than me how miserable the publishing industry is now, five hundred thousand, you let them sell underwear to publish books for me?"
Chu Li said: "...Why, you thought I was joking just now to scare Liang Surf? Actually, I didn't mean to punish him. I was still the editor of Yuanyue Society. How could I turn my elbows outward to scare them—it's just that things happened Now, there have been so many things going on around this book "The Peach Blossom and the Sword", and the topic has been created out of nothing. The enthusiasm is there. Yuanyue club even played the buffoon on the stage together, making the room full of excitement. Tell me, this Why is it too much to ask for 500,000 first prints for this book? No matter how lonely the physical book industry is, will the small group of people standing at the top of the pyramid be starved to death? In the past two years, there are also one or two who have sold millions of first prints. Don't you ben? Wake up, your career almost fell into this…”
"..."
"So don't feel bad about it, whether it's Yuanyue Society or Xindun, whoever comes to you, you will pay 500,000 yuan, and you will kill him with one bite, whether you want it or not."
"I've thought of something so far away. Liang Surf may not necessarily agree to print 500,000 copies."
"He has to agree, unless he doesn't want to do it anymore. In order to show his sincerity for reconciliation, Yuanyue Society will bite the bullet and sign your book to give an explanation to the big bosses of the Writers Association." Chu Li was very confident, "Liang Surf didn't immediately The answer is that the nature is hard to change, and the essence of the buckle is deep in the bone marrow, do you think you can bargain?"
"You also like to bargain. Back then, you forced me to sign with a first printing contract that was less than 50,000 yuan..."
"Yes, the nature of a stinky businessman is hard to change-so I'm not going to compensate you with 500,000 yuan now? What are you talking about... Take your hands away and touch them after sleeping. I'm going to work tomorrow!"
"..."
Hiukawa thought about it, and felt that what Chu Li said made sense—
The physical book industry has been sluggish so far, and ordinary romance, even if it is a good online serialization, can only last for 20,000 to 30,000 first prints;
Failed book publishing companies one after another;
Following the fall and having to be restructured, there are countless once-brilliant physical book printing factories...
These people are about to become the tears of the times.
The smell of corruption permeates the grassroots.
However.
The air on the upper level of the pyramid should be fresh, and those authors who really stand at the top position have not been affected much at all... Are you saying that there are really no books with millions of first prints now
There are also.
It was only a flash in the pan as a top IP in two or three years.
So here comes the question, it’s also a conversation, if others can do it, why can’t he, Hiukawa
"Okay, five hundred thousand is five hundred thousand."
"Huh?" Chu Li, who was already in a daze and was about to fall asleep, raised his head, "...So, why did you suddenly and inexplicably announce this in the tone of 'I've decided, I'll rob the bank tomorrow'?"
"500,000, Liang Surf agreed immediately. This is originally from the Yuanyue Society, so I don't mind the past."
"Oh," Chu Li yawned, "Good night."
"Um."
…
The next day, Monday.
Everyone is here.
Both Hiukawa and Yuanyue Society are in control, and Chuli opens up the perspective of God in high spirits—compared to the other people in "Moonlight" magazine who are a little bit out of their minds, she and Yu Yao who are about to leave are already the most calm two people.
On the way to the conference hall, Ah Xiang was still thinking: "Do you think there is an American editor in this wave? I don't think so. I am just a graphic artist, an artist who knows nothing!"
…The cover designs of general publishing companies are very strong, and they prefer to be called "beautiful editors" rather than "artists". In order to disregard the relationship, he was so unscrupulous in his words and food in his hunger that he lowered himself to be a "beautiful craftsman".
Chu Li: "What a big deal it could be. Didn't Boss Yu Yao persuade Liang Surf to stand up and speak up for Zhou Chuan? He didn't do it! He wanted to cover it up, and he didn't know what to cover up..."
Just as he was saying this, someone stepped on his heel.
He staggered and jumped two steps forward. Looking back, he saw a flustered little bird holding a folder... Seeing Chu Li looking back at her, she quickly apologized and trotted forward all the way.
"What are you doing, you're out of your mind." Ah Xiang stretched his neck, "Why didn't I know that she was so timid before, didn't she just fear that the world would not be chaotic?"
Chu Li put one hand on Ah Xiang's shoulder, bent down to put on his shoes, heard the words, looked up at the back of Xiaoniao leaving, fell silent for a while, and did not speak.
At ten o'clock sharp, the meeting began.
It is rare for the boss to sit down in person and hold a regular meeting with the theme of "Sunkawa Incident". The company's listing evaluation is in progress, and they can make such a big deal. If it finally affects the evaluation results and hinders Yuanyue's listing, then everyone present should not think about it, pack up and leave.
After the boss vented his anger, everyone looked depressed.
Yu Yao's face was expressionless and empty;
Liang Surf took his pony to wipe his sweat there;
Ah Xiang and Lao Li can't wait to use Photoshop to put the eight typos of "I'm in charge of my business" on their faces;
The bird lowered its head and played with the ballpoint pen.
Chu Li lowered his head and kicked Yu Yao under the table.
"It's not that there is no solution to this matter," Yu Yao said, "I went to visit Mr. Zhou Chuan yesterday at noon, and the teacher's meaning was very clear. It went bankrupt; second, the book "Peach Blossom and Sword" that is now being discussed on the Internet, the 500,000 seals issued by Mr. Zhou Chuan to Yuanyue Society, nine points."
Liang Surf: "Yes, yes, the lawyer's letter has been sent to the media platform... This is the book, and we don't know if the content is good, so we took it at a high price of 500,009 points. I think it is inappropriate .”
There was a slight "click" and "click" of the ballpoint pen in the ear, and the sound stopped.
Xiaoniao looked up at Liang Surf, paused and said, "It seems a little high."
Boss: "Is it high?"
Liang Surf: "High."
Boss: "Didn't you bargain?"
Yu Yao: "... At this time, everyone can't wait to kneel down and talk to Mr. Zhou Chuan, and want to bargain?"
Boss: "..."
There was a moment of dead silence at the table—500,000 first prints is a bit high, and Liang Surf doesn't need to clarify, the boss will figure out how much it is, and whether the book can still make money... let alone make money, it seems that only " You can choose between grit your teeth and swallow your blood" and "resign yourself to not wanting this book and think of other ways, such as counting on the big bosses of the Writers Association to make a difference".
In the end, the boss was wavering, and the whole meeting seemed to be stuck on the figure of "500,000", and there was no further progress... But Chu Li didn't say anything. She came out instead of bringing it up in person, and now she said something more, fearing that she would be scolded by Liang Surf: Did she work so hard, did she join forces with Zhou Chuan
Although she has a conscience, she really doesn't have one.
——She doesn't produce corpses, she just paves the corpses into a porter for Hikawa to climb up.
So the final decision is to wait for the reply from the Weibo platform, and look at the next move... During the meeting, the Weibo platform also called and said that it is still evaluating, and the request will be delayed for a while, and it will definitely reply during the afternoon working hours, Yuan Yueshe has no choice but to agree.
After Liang Surf hung up the phone, everyone heaved a sigh of relief as if a death row prisoner had received an amnesty to hang himself a few hours later—
Then break up the meeting.
Chu Li was the first to stand up, pushed the door open, and called Ah Xiang to have lunch.
After the two left, others also left one after another.
Everyone was facing the predicament of not being able to keep their jobs, and everyone looked like a dish, so no one noticed that Xiaoniao hurriedly left after the meeting, abandoned the bathroom on the third floor where the conference hall was located, hurried to the bathroom on the first floor where there were fewer people, and pushed open the door.
Smoothly pushed open the closed front three compartment doors—
The door slammed loudly in the empty bathroom, and it seemed to be filled with anger!
Halfway through the fourth door, she gave an irritated "tsk" sound, and instead of pushing the rest of the doors, she turned around and went back to the sink—she looked at herself in the glasses, and the delicate makeup was hard to bear. To hide the gaunt face...
In just one weekend, her entire face seemed to be sunken, with heavy dark circles under her eyes. She took out her mobile phone and dialed a number. After the phone was picked up, she hurriedly pressed the phone to her ear and said "Hello"—
"Now the lawyer's letter from Yuanyue Society has been sent, and the platform is still evaluating... They haven't approached me for the time being. I'm going to ask for leave in the afternoon, so that I won't be in the office when they approach me." Her voice was hoarse and gloomy once she changed her crisp voice in front of others. , "Didn't you say it's just an interview, it's okay? Why did it end up like this?, that Chuli asked no one to do a video interview..."
The little bird paused for a moment, and said in a dry voice, "You said, she wouldn't know anything, would she?"
I don't know what was said on the other side of the phone, Xiaoniao finally just threw down the sentence "Anyway, if something really happened, I will definitely confess you, I don't want to go to court" and then slammed the phone.
After hanging up the phone, he looked at himself in the glasses with a gloomy face—
Raising her hand and slamming the sink down, she turned around and walked away stepping on her high heels.
What Xiaoniao didn't know was that three minutes after she left, the last cubicle of the toilet was pushed open, and Chu Li walked out of the toilet cubicle without haste—
... What a scene of deja vu.
A year ago, I was also curled up in the bathroom cubicle, listening shiveringly to Xiaoniao saying that she had completed the task with the help of Lao Miao, and was just waiting to see the joke when she couldn’t complete the task on the frontispiece project. Full of confusion and fear.
She was still new at that time.
But now, she just walked to the sink with a blank face, looked at herself with a paralyzed face in the glasses, washed her hands, took out the powder and lipstick, and slowly put on makeup for herself... and then tidied up The clothes on her body were meticulous, she turned around and left the bathroom.
Ah Xiang was waiting at the gate of Yuanyue Club, saw Chu Li from a distance, and waved his hand: "Isn't it boo boo, why is it taking so long?"
"Take the time to listen to a play," Chu Li smiled. Eyes formed into two curved crescents, "What do you want to eat at noon, to celebrate, let me treat you."