At 5:30 pm, Wu Xi brought a middle-aged man into Zheng Guolin's office.

This man is very thin, medium-sized, with a flat head, a lot of white hair on his head, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.

"This is our boss, Zheng Guolin, and Zheng." Wu Xi pointed to Zheng Guolin sitting behind the boss's desk and introduced.

Zheng Guolin stood up and gave the other party to the sofa beside the wall.

Zheng Guolin's office is very luxuriously decorated. Behind the mahogany desk is a mahogany antique shelf that occupies a wall, with many antiques and toys on it. The coffee table is also thick mahogany, with a large sea of ​​tea with red sandalwood on it. However, the sofa is genuine leather, and he feels uncomfortable sitting on a thick wooden chair.

After the other party sat down, Wu Xi poured tea on it, and Zheng Guolin said: "We think the story of your second uncle is a good story, but it is just a story. If you want to adapt it into a TV series, you have to create again, add characters and stories."

He was straight to the point, but the other party didn't know what to say, so he asked for a long time: "How much does Mr. Zheng think of this story?"

Zheng Guolin smiled and said, "Your story is less than 50,000 words in total. According to the rules of your line, how much is it worth, a thousand words and five points?"

The other party was a little anxious and said, "You can't count the number of words on the story. The key is that the story is creative, it's mine!"

Zheng Guolin laughed again: "There are too many creative ideas. We will buy it if it is suitable, right? If you are not suitable, we will contact the next one. The main reason is that we will find famous artists to re-written the screenwriter based on your story later. The cost will be high, which is equivalent to re-creating it."

The other party asked, "Then how much money can you give me?"

Zheng Guolin said: "At most, your story is worth 5,000 yuan, right? This is the highest price. If you think it is not suitable, then forget it."

Wu Xi thought to himself, Zheng Guolin is really bad. He finally found a satisfactory story, but he still refused to pay!

The man was silent for a long time, and finally said, "Okay, five thousand is five thousand."

Zheng Guolin laughed: "That's right, your story is lying on the website, and you don't have a penny, right?"

The man said, "Then, when will we sign the agreement?"

Zheng Guolin said, "No hurry. You have come all the way. It's time to eat. Why do you have to let you eat before leaving? I have already booked supper in the little red building opposite, so let's have a chat."

He didn't let the other party go, so he had some tricks. He had to find a way to keep him and write the script for him.

The little red building opposite is a five-star hotel. Judging from the author's clothes and living conditions, this kind of place will probably not be rejected if he doesn't come to this kind of place in his life.

Zheng Guolin and Wu Xi were both talented. When they arrived at the dinner table, they sang and reconciled, and without much effort, they took out Beingdu's bottom.

Beiyindu’s real name is Wang Wen, and he is the draftsman of the largest machine tool equipment company in the city.

As time entered the 21st century, the Chinese flower family joined the WTO. The machine tools of machine tools of machine tools and equipment companies were a completely different from the world level. If it weren't for large state-owned enterprises, they would have collapsed long ago.

Although it did not collapse, there were no production tasks. Wang Wen went to work for one day and basically sat and drank water and played.

He was born in the 1960s and loved literature when he was young. However, when he was in school, engineering was popular, so he studied work and entered a factory.

But in his heart, he still likes literature. He is idle and has published small works in newspapers and publications, and some works have even won the Excellence Award from the Municipal Radio Station.

Later, the paper media gradually failed to beat the online media and closed their doors one after another. Then he went to some online websites to write his own works.

There are many works of him, almost all kinds of formal literary websites. The "Story of Second Uncle" that Wu Xi found was just one of his many works.

At the dinner table, Wang Wen gradually let go of his experience and said to Zheng Guolin and Wu Xi:

"Actually, my story of the passionate years is much better than this story. You might as well ask me for that story. That story has more than one million words, and it has more content and is easier to adapt."

He said this simply because the story has many words and can sell it for more money.

Zheng Guolin once read that story and regretted that his writing failed.

At this moment, he smiled and shook his head and said, "I have read your story, but I can't read it anymore. Do you know why?"

Wang Wen looked at Zheng Guolin with a serious look on his face and asked, "Why?"

Zheng Guolin also said seriously: "What you wrote later is completely different from what you originally did. I can't say that you are in the water writing, but I look very confused and lose the highlights of my thoughts I wanted to express at the beginning."

Wang Wen looked heartbroken and said, "Mr. Zheng, you are right. At the beginning, I felt a sense of enthusiasm in my heart, knowing what to express and how to express it.

However, as more and more readers raised many shortcomings in my book, I also made sense, just how the readers said I would write. Later, I saw that I couldn’t even figure out what it was written.”

Zheng Guolin looked at Wu Xi and said, "Did you see it? Another one was delayed by the little kids."

He turned his head and said to Wang Wen: "You lack rationality at this point. Those little kids, who are not worthy of carrying shoes for college students in the 1980s, are they not worthy of carrying shoes for you? If they had the ability and had written books early, they would have become popular. Think about it, they can be without cultivation. But in terms of shamelessness, you are not the opponent of one of them.

I have seen many people who feel a little ink in their stomachs. They wrote articles and posted them on the website, asking for recommendation tickets everywhere, using all kinds of tricks. They left messages in their articles to ask for tickets, found cheating companies to buy tickets, and even made curious to readers. A great man pretended to be innocent girls to ask for tickets. Can you do these things?"

Wang Wen smiled bitterly and said, "I know what you said, but I can't do it."

Zheng Guolin said: "Only. Just such a group of people, what they said is not even a big deal. Why do you still have to listen?"

Wang Wen said twice: "I had no experience at the beginning. Now, especially after you said this, I feel like I'm suddenly enlightened."

Speaking of this, Zheng Guolin got back to the story: "So, although your love-burning story has a lot of words, it actually has no soul. But the story of your second uncle can arouse my interest in investing."

When Wang Wen heard him say this, he just sighed in his heart and said nothing.

He has written for so many years, but unexpectedly, this outdated article won him a royalty fee.

This is the most royalties he has earned since he wrote an article.
Chapter completed!