Qiao Wen and Guan Zhenbao haven't been in touch for a long time.
Sometimes I can't help but sigh the mystery of fate. Who would have thought that in less than a year, Guan Zhenbao would transform from a down-and-out young man who lived by selling his ancestral property to a newcomer in Hong Kong City.
After receiving Qiao Wen's call, Guan Zhenbao was obviously pleasantly surprised: "Awen, what do you need from me?"
Qiao Wen: "Great writer, congratulations on the end of your novel serialization."
Guan Zhenbao: "Oh, don't call me a great writer, I'm so embarrassed."
Qiao Wen: "You are already a great writer now, so don't worry about it."
Guan Zhenbao: "That's good luck. If it weren't for Anan and you, I wouldn't have the inspiration to write this novel." Then he asked weakly, "By the way, Ah Wen, Anan knows that I am Based on him, are you unhappy?"
Qiao Wen: "How can he be unhappy? He just doesn't like to read and asks me to dictate to him every day."
Guan Zhenbao laughed: "He doesn't make a living by reading and writing, so don't force him to write."
Qiao Wen: "..." Did everyone know that he forced Chen Jianan to study? He coughed lightly, "I really wanted to ask you something when I called you."
"You say you say."
Qiao Wen: "Anan and I are going to invest in making a movie, so we thought about adapting your novel directly, so I asked if your movie adaptation rights have been sold? Then I want to invite you to be a screenwriter."
Guan Zhenbao was overjoyed: "Really? You want to shoot my novel? That's really great."
"So your film adaptation rights haven't been sold yet?"
Guan Zhenbao: "Not yet, but I heard from Boss Liu of the newspaper that several film companies are asking, and he wants to compare the conditions before buying. If you want to buy, I will ask him to sell it to you directly."
Qiao Wen was very happy when he heard that he hadn't sold it yet, but when he heard what he said later, he felt bad, and asked with a frown, "Don't tell me, your novel has already been bought out by the newspaper, right?" ?”
Guan Zhenbao obviously didn't notice anything wrong, and replied quite happily: "Yes, originally I was paid fifty thousand characters for the manuscript, but halfway through the serialization, Boss Liu bought it for me directly for one hundred thousand yuan. All copyrights. One hundred thousand, I grew up so big, and it was the first time I made such a large amount of money by myself. Speaking of it, I was really lucky to meet such a straightforward person as Boss Liu. How about it, I will take you to see him tomorrow He, let him transfer the film adaptation rights to you."
Qiao Wen stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead, sighed silently, feeling sorry for this ex-rich young man, who was sold out again and paid for it.
The family's routine of all evil capital has not changed for decades.
But Guan Zhenbao cannot be blamed for this, one hundred thousand is really a huge sum of money in this day and age, he is a single stupid young man who is not too young, but he is indeed a fledgling young man, when someone buys one of his works for one hundred thousand , will only feel that others have discerning eyes, how can they think that others are cheating him.
As everyone knows, the publishing royalties for this popular novel in the next few years alone will be more than 100,000, not to mention movies and TV shows.
But on the phone, he didn't say much to Guan Zhenbao. After all, if he wants to let this young master who has no love but no understanding of the world know that he has been cheated, it cannot be explained clearly in a few words.
When he returned to the house, Chen Jianan was still holding up an English card and reading aloud, with the posture of hanging his head and stabbing his hips. Seeing him come in, he casually asked, "How is it?"
Qiao Wen shrugged, helplessly: "Master Guan transferred the copyright of the novel to the newspaper, and now the novel has nothing to do with him except the right of authorship."
Although Chen Jianan had little knowledge in his belly, he could hear that something was wrong: "Why?"
Qiao Wen: "The boss gave him 100,000 yuan, which he thought was quite a lot, and he thanked him."
Chen Jianan snorted, "It's a miracle that Young Master Guan has survived to this day."
"I'll go to the newspaper office with him tomorrow and we'll talk about it later." Qiao Wen climbed onto the bed and saw that he had put away the card but didn't seem to leave. He couldn't help being surprised, "Aren't you going back to sleep?"
"Well, here... let's go back." Chen Jianan hugged him, and slowly got out of bed as if in slow motion.
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Qiao Wen got into the thin quilt, and he moved a step for a long time, with dark eyes, and secretly glanced at himself, secretly, and pretended to say casually: "Otherwise you will sleep This is it."
Chen Jianan, who was originally moving in a snail, his eyes lit up, and suddenly turned into a whirlwind of lightning. He jumped onto the bed and got into his bed, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word.
Seeing his body straightened, Qiao Wen laughed silently, and reached out to turn off the light.
The room suddenly darkened, and the small sounds were amplified.
Chen Jianan heard the sound of breathing next to him, and his heart couldn't stop beating wildly. It has been three months since his birthday, and he has never shared the same bed with Qiao Wen again. After all, they are not brothers who have grown up together since childhood. It seems that there is no reason to sleep together again, and he doesn't want to take the initiative to do this. He is afraid that the other party will find out that he has evil intentions.
But I'm sorry, I'm sorry, my heart is still very longing. So just now when Qiao Wen took the initiative to mention it, he was almost ecstatic.
And he was sure that sleeping on the same bed with Qiao Wen now felt very different from before.
It's just... very itchy and scratching my heart and lungs, but I dare not move.
Qiao Wen originally wanted to fall asleep quickly, but the sound of this guy's heartbeat was as clear as a drum in the night.
He sighed, stretched his hand across the quilt, patted his chest lightly, and said, "Brother Nan, it's not the first time we've slept in the same bed, so don't be so nervous."
Chen Jianan: "???" Is it so obvious
Qiao Wen said again: "If you really can't sleep, just get up and read two pages of books."
Chen Jianan's charming thoughts immediately subsided and dressed up, and quickly yawned: "Of course I slept well, I'm so sleepy."
Knowledge is power—and sure enough, after a few minutes, the beating of a drum gave way to deep breathing.
Qiao Wen laughed silently in the dark, removed his hands from his chest, and fell asleep as well.
Although the winter in Hong Kong City is far from that in the Northland, it is quite cool at the end of December. This coolness is just right and it is very good for sleep.
However, the next morning, Qiao Wen woke up from the heat.
There was no other reason, but because Chen Jianan, who was like a furnace, hugged him with hands and feet at some point. The heat is only one of them, and it is a big deal to be pushed by a hard thing under the lower back.
He pushed Chen Canaan: "Brother Nan, go release the water."
Chen Jianan woke up in a daze, and when he realized his movements, he immediately released him with a guilty conscience.
Qiao Wen turned over and deliberately looked down at him.
This guy actually became shy, noticed his gaze, and quickly covered his face with his hands, blushing: "That... a normal reaction."
Qiao Wen nodded: "Well, young people are like this."
Afterwards, Chen Jianan occupied the toilet for half an hour, and it was self-evident what to do.
Guan Zhenbao, who received Qiao Wen's call last night, was almost excited all night. After meeting Qiao Wen, he immediately stayed up all night to come up with the idea of adapting the plot, and told him several times.
Qiao Wen appreciated his idea very much, but he didn't know if the copyright of the novel could be taken back.
Sure enough, Guan Zhenbao took him to see Boss Liu, and after explaining his intention straight to the point, Boss Liu immediately said with a bitter face: "Guan Shao, of course we give priority to the friends you recommend, but you are indeed late .We have already negotiated with Tengxing Pictures, and we will sign the contract soon. They are a big company, if we go back halfway, there will be no way to cooperate in the future, and I hope Guan Shao can understand."
The owner of the newspaper is in his forties, wearing a pair of tortoiseshell-rimmed glasses. He is refined and looks like a literati. He is indeed a literati. good.
"Ah?" Guan Zhenbao said anxiously, "Then you tell them that the original author did not agree."
Boss Liu said: "Young Master Guan, you are a literati. I understand that you don't understand these things. But the market has market rules. Your work now belongs to our publishing house, and the other party knows it. This argument is useless."
Guan Zhenbao looked at Qiao Wen with a guilty face when he heard the words.
Qiao Wen had expected this to happen, no matter whether they had negotiated with the so-called Tengxing Films or not, they would definitely say so in order to raise the price.
Because he was prepared, he was not in a hurry. He said, "Since Boss Liu hasn't signed the contract yet, let's add 20% to the price offered by Tengxing Films. What do you think?" ?”
Boss Liu said embarrassingly, "It's not about money, it's about sincerity." After all, he called Guan Zhenbao.
Qiao Wen understood in his heart that the prices of transactions in the industry were kept secret, and the original author would not know how much he was worth, but if he sold it to the author's friend, the price would no longer be a secret. Therefore, even if his bid was 20% higher than that of others, Boss Liu would not be able to sell it to him.
He nodded: "Boss Liu is sincere in his business, and my younger brother admires it very much. Anyway, if you change your mind, please call me anytime."
"Okay, okay." Boss Liu nodded again and again, and said a few more polite words, and personally sent people out of the door, especially for Guan Zhenbao, who was so attentive and warm - how can such a big cash cow not be attentive
After leaving the newspaper office, Guan Zhenbao put on a hapless face and looked downcast: "Ah Wen, I didn't know you were going to make a movie, otherwise you wouldn't have sold all the rights to Boss Liu."
Qiao Wen said to him: "Zhenbao, you are a writer and literati, and your works are your children, and they are all priceless. Don't transfer the ownership to others permanently just because of immediate interests. You , "Bravely Entering the World" was originally your work, but now it is not up to you to decide. Boss Liu is a businessman, not a living Bodhisattva. He bought you out for 100,000 yuan, not because of his straightforwardness, but because of your work It's far from worth the price." He paused, and continued, "A good original movie script is worth tens of thousands, and the copyright of your best-selling novel, which already has a large number of readers, is more expensive than the script, and you have to Believe in your own ability, your novel will definitely become a classic, and you can shoot it again after a few years, not to mention the steady stream of publishing royalties. Boss Liu will buy out your novel with 100,000 yuan. The money that can be earned is more than a few times that of one hundred thousand."
Guan Zhenbao reacted quite quickly this time, and looked at him in astonishment: "So Boss Liu is tricking me?"
Qiao Wen coughed lightly: "You can't say that, after all, you love what I want."
Guan Zhenbao sighed sadly: "That means I am too stupid."
Qiao Wen: "No matter what, first find a way to get the copyright back, and then transfer the copyright in the future. There must be a certain number of years, and no one can permanently buy out your work. Including us."
Guan Zhenbao nodded: "I know." He hesitated again, "But the contract has already been signed, can I take it back?"
Qiao Wen asked, "Have you started writing the second part of Bravely Entering the World?"
"The second part?" Guan Zhenbao shook his head blankly, "The novel has ended, there is no second part."
Qiao Wen: "Whether you have it or not, you can have it now."
"Ah?" Guan Zhenbao looked at him in confusion.
Qiao Wen: "I will arrange an interview for you tomorrow. You told the reporter that you are writing the second part of "Brave World", and the other party asked you where to serialize it. You said that several newspapers are negotiating, but it has not been confirmed yet. You are Boss Liu’s cash cow, and this novel has doubled the sales of his newspaper. If he knows that you are planning to write a second book, he will definitely talk to you immediately. Then you will make a condition and let him write Sell the copyright back to you, and you agree to continue serializing it in his newspaper and hand over the publishing rights to him. You are his cash cow now, and he will most likely agree, but the redemption price should be much higher than if you sold it to him .”
Guan Zhenbao nodded: "That's okay, after all, he is a businessman, as long as the negotiation can be done, it should be spent money to buy a lesson."
Qiao Wen: "It's good if you can think like this."
Guan Zhenbao sighed: "You still have a solution, Ah Wen. If it weren't for you, I might have lost all my family property by now, and I was driven out by the housekeeper to beg for food."
Qiao Wen: "Zhenbao, you are a truly talented person, don't underestimate yourself." After that, he checked his watch and said, "Brother Nan is filming on the set this morning. Do you want to visit a class?"
Guan Zhenbao was surprised: "Has Anan become a star?"
Qiao Wen laughed: "That's not true. He went to make martial arts for the movie, and took his brothers to become dragon and tiger martial arts masters. It can be regarded as learning in the industry. With his martial arts, he can make the best use of everything in martial arts. It's better than that." It's good to fight and make trouble."
Guan Zhenbao nodded: "That's right."
The two rushed to the set and were filming a scene of jumping off a building, because during the filming, Qiao Wen didn't step forward to disturb him, and didn't see Chen Jianan beside the director, and searched around again, but still didn't see him figure.
Just wondering, as if thinking of something suddenly, he raised his head and looked at the window on the third floor where he was filming. The person who was hanging the window upside down, who else could it be if it wasn't Chen Jianan
He quickly grabbed a few younger brothers who were watching, and asked in a low voice, "What's going on?"
The younger brother held his mouth and whispered back: "Brother Nan designed this scene, but other martial artists couldn't do it, so he went into battle himself."
Qiao Wen's eyelids twitched, and he saw the person hanging from the window on the third floor, catching a swaddle thrown out of the window, flipping forward, turning around in the air, and holding the sponge that the swaddle fell on the ground Pad.
Because there are sundries such as light boxes around, they rattled and flew randomly when jumping off the building.
After landing with a bang, the surrounding staff immediately gathered around to check the situation. The startled Qiao Wen rushed forward, pushed aside the crowd, and asked the person lying on the mat, "Brother Nan!" ,How are you?"
Chen Jianan rubbed his knees and waved his hands: "It's all right. Hey, Xiao Qiao, are you here?" He then asked director Sun Dayu loudly, "Director, how are you doing?"
Sun Dayu rejoiced: "Perfect! Anan, you are amazing!"