Rebirth of the Great Heavenly King

Shi Chuanfeng is a middle-aged man who looks a little fat and wears black-rimmed glasses.

However, he also has the liveliness and liveliness of a young man. When he speaks, he is full of energy and has a strong appeal.

"Classmate Li Chencan, Rongcheng Literature and Art Publishing House is indeed a big publishing house here, but it is easy to bully customers, and their books are all relatively rigid and serious. That kid Nie Yuan is in there, and I always laugh at him.

I have become an old antique." Shi Chuanfeng spoke to Li Chencan in a very casual tone. His way of talking could easily bring people into his rhythm, and it could also easily shorten the distance between the two people.

"Actually, I'm not very good at evaluating these things, but since this book doesn't meet their requirements, I can only find another place." Li Chencan smiled slightly: "I believe there will always be a place to stay."

A trace of surprise flashed deep in Shi Chuanfeng's eyes. He didn't expect Li Chencan to be so calm at such a young age. For a young man of this age, if anyone scolds his enemy, he will definitely feel good about him immediately and build a good relationship with him. But Li Chencan said to himself that Rongcheng Literature and Art

The publisher had no response.

"So, you have met me now." Shi Chuanfeng said with a smile: "How about it? Classmate Li, give me "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", I promise to give it the best publishing treatment."

Li Chencan has thought a lot about it. If it can be published by Baihua Publishing House, this book will have a bright future, but he mainly needs money now.

At this point, he must grasp it well.

"Copyright is okay, but Mr. Shi, let's talk about the price of this book while we are in business."

Shi Chuanfeng was slightly startled. Li Chencan was really an unusual young man. Other people would always be a little coy about things like price, and in the end they would lose the initiative. But Li Chencan was so open and honest. How did he know that Li Chencan was very honest?

How about a thirty-year-old soul living in an eight-year-old body?

"Okay, I will give you a fair buyout price, 50 yuan per thousand words. How about it?" Shi Chuanfeng said.

"fifty dollars?"

Li Chencan immediately frowned.

A divine book should not be so cheap.

Even though there were many books in his mind that could be as popular as "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", he felt that this one shouldn't be so cheap.

Shi Chuanfeng found that he could not see through Li Chencan's expression. This young man showed an unusual calmness and incomprehensibility.

"Fifty yuan is a bit too little, can you divide it into shares?" Li Chencan raised another possibility: "I can guarantee that my book will become a bestseller."

"Fifty yuan is quite a lot." Shi Chuanfeng shook his head and said: "Generally, for new middle school students like you, a price of 30 yuan is already very good, let alone 50 yuan. As for the share...that is a treatment only given by big-name writers.

Classmate Li, don’t make it too difficult for me.”

Shi Chuanfeng said this, but he was thinking about his bottom line price.

He always had a hunch in his heart that this book would be a hit.

"Let's do this, 100 per 1,000 words." Li Chencan said: "I will only sign the first part, and then we will renegotiate the price based on the sales of the first part. Is that okay?"

"One thousand words for one hundred?" Shi Chuanfeng shook his head: "This is too much, I can't give it." And what he was thinking was that this guy actually wanted to publish a volume first and then renegotiate the price! This foresight was really surprising.

Li Chencan said: "If it doesn't work, then I'll trouble Mr. Shi. I will continue to find a home for this book."

Ouch! Shi Chuanfeng screamed in his heart!

He looked carefully at Li Chencan's expression. He didn't show any pretense about leaving, but really wanted to leave. In other words, if he didn't keep him now, he would really leave with the manuscript.

Why did you meet such a difficult young man today?

Is he really eighteen?

"A thousand words and eighty, this is the highest price I can give, it cannot be higher." Shi Chuanfeng gritted his teeth.

Li Chencan frowned and thought for a moment. If eighty per thousand words were used, and the first volume had 23,000 words, he could get close to 20,000 yuan. After tax, it would be about 16,000 yuan. After all, he was a newcomer, so this figure was not bad.

Not bad.

So, Li Chencan nodded: "Okay, but this is the price of the first volume. Let's talk about the next books when the second volume is released."

In fact, this is also a double-edged sword. If the first volume sells well, then of course the second and third volumes will also have high prices. But if the first volume is sold out, then the publisher will not have to pay for it.

With such money, he can renegotiate the price!

But Li Chencan seemed to have made up his mind, thinking that his book would be a hit.

So, Shi Chuanfeng said with interest: "Classmate Li, are you really that confident in your book?"

Li Chencan hummed: "Yes, I have absolute confidence, but Mr. Shi, what about you?"

Shi Chuanfeng suddenly found that he was infected by Li Chencan's calmness and confidence, and said directly: "Okay, since you are so confident, I can't lose to a young man! The first volume has a thousand words and eighty! The second volume,

Depending on the results of the first volume, we will discuss other prices! However, our Chengdu Baihua Publishing House must have priority publishing rights for the next few volumes."

Li Chencan smiled and stretched out his right hand: "Mr. Shi, thank you for giving me this opportunity."

"Happy cooperation!" Shi Chuanfeng also shook hands with Li Chencan.

Coming out of the teahouse, Li Chencan felt relaxed.

The empire's culture lags behind compared to the splendid five thousand years of civilization. In fact, the empire's modern Chinese culture is very developed, equally divided with English culture, and many industries also have their own patterns, which are quite sound. With a little knowledge, his ten thousand

More than 6,000 will be deposited into your account soon.

By then, will it be able to alleviate some of the parents’ wrinkles?

Li Chencan was in a good mood as he watched the sunshine giving Rongcheng a layer of luster.

Compared with Li Chencan's free and easy manner, Shi Chuanfeng slowly frowned after leaving the teahouse - he signed a book by a newcomer at a price of 80 yuan per thousand words. Although he was very confident in this book, he was not satisfied with it.

Down, Shi Chuanfeng will definitely face great resistance.

His resistance is right in front of him - Yan Xiaokang, another editor-in-chief of Baihua Publishing House.

Yan Xiaokang and Shi Chuanfeng are equally influential in Baihua Publishing House. The two usually fight openly and secretly. Every best-selling book they publish will be a record of their respective achievements to show off to the other.

But if someone reviews some books that are not selling well, they will immediately become a means of criticism for the other party.

Now, Shi Chuanfeng is paying eighty yuan per thousand words to sign a newcomer's book. Who knows how Yan Xiaokang will use the topic?

Thinking of these, Shi Chuanfeng's heart felt a little shadowy.