Dreams of the Fragrant River

Ni Box entered the building with a bag, and the employees who met along the way who did not take the New Year's Day holiday took the initiative to greet him happy holidays. [;Starting]

Compared with the fat head and big ears in the future, Ni Jiao's figure is much better at this time, and it can only be regarded as a little puffy. When he first came to Hong Kong, he was a super skinny man, and he wrote a book for many years and wrote a toad belly.

Ni Jiao came directly to Jin Yong's office. Jin Yong's assistant saw that it was not easy to stop Ni Jiao, so he had to let him in.

After Ni Jian threw the manuscripts of the Wesley series on the table, Jin Yong took off his glasses and smiled and said, "Brother Yiming, why are you here? I'll just ask someone to go to your house to pick up the manuscripts."

The people of the Ni family are very straight, or very aggressive, whether it is Ni Jiao, Yi Shu or Ni Zhen. Ni Jiaang didn't give Jin Yong any face at this time, and said straight to the point: "I want to increase my salary, otherwise I can't write anymore. Also, don't fool me with the trick of fooling the little sister, I won't eat that one. set."

The reason why Ni frame can make a fortune by writing is entirely because of Jin Yong's support, and the relationship between the two is also very close after that. But no matter how good the relationship is, if Jin Yong has been pressing the manuscript fee for decades, he will be dissatisfied.

Jin Yong was not good at words, and he was silent for a while before saying, "Didn't you just give you a salary increase last year?"

Ni Frame patted a picture on Jin Yong's desk and said, "Look at what it says above? Kang Jianfei's new book is still 500 yuan per thousand words, and he is the number one writer in Hong Kong today. The box is out of date!"

Kim Yong sighed and asked, "Then how much do you want?"

Ni Jiaan said angrily: "At least 501 yuan per thousand words. I've written for decades, but I'm not as good as a junior. Isn't this a joke?"

In the past two years, Hong Kong's economy has developed rapidly, and prices and wages have continued to rise. It stands to reason that it is time to increase the remuneration for writers. Jin Yong said, "500 thousand words is too much, how about 400 yuan per thousand words?"

Ni Jiao said with a red neck: "No! Lao Cha, what I care about is not the fee, but the reputation! Do you know how many people made fun of me last year? I can't swallow that breath."

Ni Box does have reason to be angry, one of his Wesleyan series. It was rated as the most popular among young people in Hong Kong the year before, and the Wesleyan booklet released last year was a big hit. Just when Ni Jiao was in the limelight, the ghost knew where Kang Jianfei came from. With an unheard of time-travel martial arts, he directly grabbed his limelight and overwhelmed him in terms of royalties.

Ni Jiao was so depressed that he wanted to vomit blood, he said a lot of strange things about Kang Jianfei in private, and even in front of reporters, he expressed his right disdain.

Jin Yong shook his head with certainty: "400 yuan per thousand words. No more."

Looking at Kim Yong's calm and determined expression. Ni Frame had the urge to roll up his sleeves and beat him up. But the two have been friends for 20 years. Ni Jiao knew how difficult it was to ask Jin Yong to increase the manuscript fee. He could only say helplessly: "Is this okay? You give me 400 yuan per thousand words, and it is 550 yuan per thousand words to the outside world."

Jin Yong didn't expect that Ni Jiao would come up with such an idea of ​​making a swollen face and a fat man. Speechless: "The extra 150 yuan for the thousand words will be handed over to the government for a lot of manuscript tax."

Ni Box insisted on his own idea and said: "The tax collectors are here to explain the situation to them, that is, if it really doesn't work, I will bear those manuscript taxes myself."

This is called death to save face and live to suffer.

When it comes to the remuneration, the clumsy Jin Yong suddenly became articulate, shook his head and said, "I still can't, if I give you such a high remuneration, will the remuneration of other authors be increased? It goes up? I can't tell them that you are getting fake remuneration. If it goes up, I will lose a lot."

"You... quibble, and only gave Kang Jianfei a super high salary, why can't I!" Ni Jiao didn't expect that he would not be able to pay for it, and suddenly there was an urge to vomit three liters of blood in his heart.

"Brother Yiming, don't worry, say something if you have something to say." Jin Yong saw that Ni Jiao was about to run away. He quickly reassured him.

At the beginning, Jin Yong had a good relationship with Ni Frame's sister Yi Shu, and Yi Shu's article was also a guarantee for sales. But because Jin Yong repeatedly rejected Yi Shu's request to increase the manuscript fee, Yi Shu left immediately after the stalemate, and the loss was far greater than the increase in the manuscript fee that Yi Shu asked for.

Ni Jiao said: "Why don't you worry about me? You can see how the pressure has been this year. If you pay me more, you can fight with me in the arena."

Jin Yongyouyan said: "A newspaper has to run for a long time. Those hype methods can only bring about temporary sales. I disdain it."

Ni Jiao wanted to say: I disdain your sister, if it weren't for the hype, the sales would have soared and become one of the three major newspapers in Hong Kong now?

Seeing Jin Yong like this, Ni Jiao knew that he would not want to raise his manuscript fee any more today, so he could only express his dissatisfaction with silence.

The two stared at each other and held their breath for a while, before Jin Yong said, "Well, the manuscript fee will increase to 410 yuan per thousand words for you, and it must not be increased any more."

Ni frame sighed: "410 is 410."

Seeing that Ni Frame had been settled, Jin Yong finally smiled and asked, "Have you watched the past two days?"

Ni Jiao said: "It's the New Year's Day holiday. Many newspapers and magazines have asked me to write special articles for the New Year. I contribute 10 publications every day. How can I read the newspapers?" , "My son showed me the article comparing me with Kang Jianfei."

Jin Yong dug out two copies from the drawer, handed them to Ni Jiao and said, "Kang Jianfei's new serialization is here, you should take a look first."

Today is January 2, 1981, and it has been serialized for two days.

Ni Jian didn't say a word, just flipped through the newspaper in Jin Yong's office and looked.

At the beginning, Ni Jiao was quite disdainful of it, thinking that Kang Jianfei was going to play the trick of going through history again, and even wanted to laugh at his poor skills. But soon he found out that something was wrong, because the pen went from Earth to Mars in one turn, and the fighting between Fu Chongbi and Hua Meiniang on Mars was far more exciting than the current martial arts. Celestial star with ancient Chinese historical environment.

After reading the two-day serial content, Ni Jiao couldn't help sweating, and said nervously: "If this kind of cultivation becomes popular, martial arts and sci-fi adventures will be miserable!"

"Yeah." Jin Yong nodded.

As senior top players, Jin Yong and Ni Jiao saw far more than others after watching it.

Ordinary readers will only find it novel and beautiful. But after Jin Yong and the two read it, they saw the great threat of self-cultivation to martial arts and sci-fi adventures.

In terms of fighting scenes, Cultivation often moves mountains to fill the sea, completely exploding martial arts' internal strength and lightness; in terms of plot development, Cultivation takes the planet as the scene, integrates various elements into it, and you can open a copy at will. Enough to steal the limelight from sci-fi adventures.

If this kind of cultivation becomes popular. The martial arts represented by Kim Yong. As well as the sci-fi adventure represented by Ni Box, it faces the danger of losing readers.

Ni Frame asked, "How is it selling?"

Jin Yong said: "The sales have declined a little while ago, but after the series of Kang Jianfei's long-promoted new book, yesterday's sales returned to more than 150,000 copies. As for today's sales, it is estimated that it will rise a lot."

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January 3, 1981.

Wu Chenggang deliberately wandered the streets, paying attention to the bookstores and newsstands on the roadside from time to time. Although he did not sign it, he wrote it after all, and he modified the first tens of thousands of words, so Wu Chenggang paid special attention to the feedback of readers of this book.

Wu Chenggang walked to a bookstore and asked, "Boss,..."

Before he could finish speaking, the boss interrupted: "Today's sold out, come back tomorrow."

Wu Chenggang asked, "Is it easy to sell?"

The boss said: "Why is it not easy to sell? Originally, there were fewer people, but after the series, buying newspapers these days is like robbery.

Wu Chenggang pretended to ask, "Is it really that beautiful?"

The boss smiled and said, "It's not that I'm talking big. I've sold newspapers for so many years. It's absolutely amazing. Only Kang Jianfei can write this. How can other people have such a magical imagination?"

Wu Chenggang was a little disappointed. The boss was bragging about his creativity from beginning to end, and he didn't mention his literary talent at all.

Walking out of the bookstore, Wu Chenggang couldn't help laughing. What was he arguing with his cousin? And this is the original idea of ​​Kang Jianfei.

Wu Chenggang came to the bus stop, waited for a while and finally got the bus, ready to take the bus home.

There were so many people in the car that Wu Chenggang could only squeeze in the crowd and pull the bar, but he heard someone say, "Hey, Abu, why haven't you read it yet? Let me have a look."

"Wait a second, I'll say it after the second time~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What? You actually read it for the second time, I said why did it take so long!"

"It'll be fine right away, who told you not to buy a newspaper yourself."

"Where can I buy it, it's already sold out."

"You don't order newspapers?"

"I knew it earlier and ordered it."

"..."

Wu Chenggang tilted his head and saw that two young people were fighting for a share. Needless to say, those two were definitely watching.

The bus passed a cinema, and the most conspicuous poster at the entrance of the cinema was impressive. Although the ticket-buying queue at the entrance of the ticket office was not as scary as it was a few days ago, if you wanted to buy a ticket, you still had to queue for two or three minutes.

Wu Chenggang suddenly felt strongly that his cousin had such a big influence in Hong Kong!