"You don't have to worry about this. The simplified Chinese game version of "Xianyun" will be born in this office. The main program and planning are my colleague and my computer teacher Qi Huanchang. I am the screenwriter of the game, so this is just an advertisement for myself. Of course, our studio has limited funds, and we don't have the money to pay this advertisement to your publishing house."

"What?" Cheng Xiaochen widened his eyes and said disdainfully: "Jiangxi Wen, are you so confident? Even a well-known old author will pay our publishing house for advertising. Although your book is very good, don't go too far."

Jiangxi Wen looked at Cheng Xiaochen seriously and said, "It's not that I'm too much, it's that I have a lot of confidence in this game. If you are willing to help this, there will be a lot of returns in the future. I can sign the traditional Chinese copyright with you in advance."

"Hey, don't think I'm not old and just want to deceive me. You're younger than me, do you know?" Cheng Xiaochen was a little annoyed, and his eyebrows were slightly raised, "What can you do if we don't agree to your request!"

"Then I have to ask his family to publish it." Jiang Xiwen looked indifferent. Of course, he couldn't tell the story of his rush to publish it and wanted to rush to advertise before the Taidao Game Company.

"You..." Cheng Xiaochen could not have imagined that Jiangxi Wen was so indifferent to cooperating with Xingyun Publishing House. This was the first such author she had met since she joined Xingyun as an editor. She couldn't help but wonder if the authors in the mainland were so arrogant.

"Editor Cheng, it's okay, you can consider it. If you can't decide, you can call your president. I have opened a long-distance trip to Taiwan, or you can go back to the hotel to call." Jiangxi Wen saw that Cheng Xiaochen admired his book very much. Otherwise, he would have left. So Jiangxi Wen had such a calm attitude and found a next home: "By the way, what's the matter with you asking me for help? No matter whether you agree to my request or not, I will help you in the best of my ability."

"Don't you, you're so annoyed, I won't beg you for help!" Cheng Xiaochen said, and stood up angrily and walked out of the office.

"Editor Cheng, your Coke is so hot outside, you don't drink it before leaving?" Jiangxi Wen shouted in the distance. He didn't go after him. He knew that Cheng Xiaochen really wanted to publish his book, but there was no precedent in advertising, or she could not make the decision. Now she left. She must have gone back to Yangjiang Hotel to call Lan Yu for instructions. This little girl's talent for reviewing books may be as strong as Lan Yu said, but she must have lacked the ability to negotiate business. After just a few words, she got angry and left willfully.

"Damn it, it's so hateful. I'm being so aggressive by a little devil!" Cheng Xiaochen felt aggrieved and angry.

In the past, when she was in Taiwan, she only sat in the office to receive visiting authors, and at most she had made an appointment with some big names to discuss the details of the writing modifications in the teahouse. As for the contract, the royalties were always signed based on the quality of the book and the reputation of the author, and no one had any objections. But this time, Jiangxi Wen was the first author to propose other terms and force her to be speechless.

But she originally recommended it to her father, Lan Yu, the president of Xingyun Publishing House, said that the text content of this comic is very promising, and volunteered to come to the mainland for inspection and review the manuscript with Jiangxi Wen. So she could not directly refuse Jiangxi Wen's request. She didn't want her father to cancel it, saying that her daughter was not capable of doing things.

Originally, my father was going to send a senior editor for this trip to the mainland. The reason was that although Cheng Xiaochen was good at judging the market of novels, he was not good at commercial negotiations. He had to communicate with people frequently when inspecting the authors of popular novels in mainland China. In addition, my father was worried about her body, so he rejected her request earlier, but later after her repeated slap in the mainland, the trip to the mainland was approved.

It is precisely these reasons that made her suppress her impulsive temper in Jiangxi Wen's office just now and did not refuse directly as willfully as before. It is also because of this that she felt very frustrated and cursed Jiangxi Wen in her heart.

She rushed back to the hotel room by taxi. She raised her head and lay on the bed, blowing the cool air conditioner, her fatigue gradually faded, and her mood gradually calmed down. It seemed that Jiangxiwen would not compromise at all when the advertising contract was in progress. I believe that the senior editor had come and there was no way. There were only two ways to go, either reject or make concessions. After thinking through this, Cheng Xiaochen called Taidao's father: "Dad, it's me..."

"What's wrong? My good daughter, have you been bullied?!" Lan Yu heard that his daughter's tone was a little depressed. He was used to his daughter's temperament and asked with a smile.

Cheng Xiaochen heard his father's voice and felt a sense of security arises, subconsciously saying: "Isn't it all the Jiangxi literature yet..."

"Oh?" Lan Yu continued: "There are also authors who dare to bully Editor Cheng Da? According to tradition, have you bullied him?"

"I didn't. This time I came to the mainland because I was not familiar with him, so I was much more polite to him than to the authors of Taiwan. The weather was so hot just now, so I went to his office to read his manuscripts. But who knew that he had to add clauses to the contract and was very arrogant. He said he would not agree to anything and switch to the publishing house."

"Oh?" Lan Yu was a little confused. Jiangxi Wen on the phone should not have such a temper. So he asked: "Isn't it just an increase in royalties? For such a question, my baby daughter can make the decision."

After pausing for a while, he said, "Dad believes in your vision. How many royalties are appropriate? You have always seen very accurately. If he goes too far, just refuse him."

"If it's royalties, that's fine!" Cheng Xiaochen pouted and said annoyed: "He said he wanted to advertise his game in the book, and he also said that he had no money and would not pay the advertising fee. He was the screenwriter of that game. He and his teacher planned to design computer games together, and the name was "Xianyun".

"Well..." Lan Yu hesitated for a while and asked, "The Fairy Rhyme is indeed suitable for adapting into a game. I heard that the company where your brother Changlong is located seems to be planning to buy the development rights of the Fairy Rhyme. Does he want to develop it himself? Is it his own game company?"

"I'm still in the company, but just a game studio, a small and broken office. Although a junior high school student is very good at starting a business, such a small studio is too shabby compared to adults."

After hearing this, Lan Xing smiled and said, "Chen, my dad authorized you to be fully responsible for this matter. If you think that the tangible or intangible value obtained by Chengdu after the publication of his book was far higher than the negative impact of their low game sales, then you agree to his conditions. If the contrary, then you reject him."

"What?" Cheng Xiaochen couldn't believe his father's words. She asked again and said, "Is it true? You asked me to decide?"

"Of course, my dad trusts you." Lan Xing said seriously.

"Then let me say it first. I don't understand the value of the game. I have read his book. I only know that the plot concepts in the book will definitely become the leader in the popular novel market in the next few years, and there will definitely be many authors who imitate his novel writing. Some of the settings in it are not in the comics and are very imaginative."

"Well, I will keep my opinion. Dad will test you and leave everything to you for judgment." Lan Xing smiled and said, "Okay, Dad has something to do. If you agree to his request, after everything is negotiated, just call the advertising department of the club to explain the situation. The terms of the contract will be drafted by the copyright department of the club.

"Okay, dad, I understand, beside me!" After hanging up the phone, Cheng Xiaochen felt much more comfortable. She had decided to agree to Jiangxi Wen's request, but she would not just tell Jiangxi Wen so easily that this hateful little head just now forced her to say nothing like a serious businessman. She must do this guy well and let him know who the editor is.

After making up her mind, she immediately left Yangjiang Hotel. Half an hour later, she brought back a large bag of things, a few bottles of drinks, and some bottles of cans.

After a lot of busyness, bottles and drinks became hybrid varieties. Then they threw the bottles into the bag. After going out, they threw them into the large trash can in the hotel's safe passage.

Everything was arranged properly, Cheng Xiaochen opened a bottle of filling drinks, drank it comfortably, then picked up the phone and called Jiangxi Wen.

"Little kid, didn't you say you were willing to help me?" Cheng Xiaochen spoke in a sweet voice. "I want to ask you for help now, okay! I have already asked the president for your advertising contract, just wait for him to reply. I was too impulsive just now, and I apologized to you."

Although the contact time is very short, Jiangxi Wen has already learned about Cheng Xiaochen's character. If you are not doing anything, there must be problems. If you want him to help this time, you will never be as good as last time you run a long distance with a big bag. Climbing ^ Piao Astronomy, this chapter is first published by ""
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