I really don't want to be red

Chapter 1789 I'm afraid of you?

Seeing that Kerry agreed, An Ran smiled and said, "Then let's start tomorrow."

Kerry was taken aback.

This bastard...

You are paralyzed, what time is it now, you have to stay up all night when you go back.

I'm afraid of you?

"of course can!"

An Ran smiled and walked off the stage holding Fanny, came to Eleven, handed Fanny to Elvin, and then said to Kerry, "Mr. Kerry, I hope you can get in touch now."

This……

Kerry forgot, he hasn't contacted yet.

Although Levine would most likely agree, it's hard to say until things are settled.

After glaring at An Ran fiercely, Kerry said to Eleven: "Mr. Eleven, I will take my leave first."

Eleven nodded, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mr. Carey, don't force yourself."

reluctantly?

Doesn't exist, okay?

His latest novel is in the process of being written, and he has written tens of thousands of words. Just contact Mr. Levin for tonight and send it directly tomorrow.

Just modify it a little bit.

However, Mr. An Ran may not be as lucky as himself.

Kerry grinned, looked at An Ran with a look of disdain on his face, then turned and left.

Eleven said: "Mr. An Ran, are you sure?"

"Of course!" An Ran smiled and said, "I won't cheat you."

Eleven smiled, "It doesn't matter if you cheat me, anyway, you won't lose much money."

Not much money?

Then you are probably mistaken.

"Mr. Eleven, regarding this novel, I hope that all the copyrights belong to me, and your newspaper is only responsible for serializing it."

This is a very rude request.

But Eleven didn't mind, it was just a novel.

No matter how much money can be earned if the sales are good, it is true to help him increase the circulation.

If the circulation can be increased by [-]%, the advertising fee alone will exceed one million.

Of course he doesn't care about the so-called copyright.

"No problem, it's a trivial matter." He also understood Anran's desire to protect his copyright.

An Ran smiled, "Mr. Eleven, you haven't thought about what to do if my book is sold out."

Eleven laughed "haha", "Mr. An Ran, if your book sells well, the sales of my newspaper will definitely increase, and that will be my benefit!"

"As for the book, how much you can sell depends on your ability, and you know, I have a good relationship with publishers. If your book is very popular, I am willing to help you promote this market, and I will give you back Already!"

When it was over, he added, "After all, at my age, money is just a number..."

As he said that, he patted An Ran on the shoulder, "You are still young, so of course you find it fun to make money. When you get older, you will realize that money is nothing but something outside of your body. What I regret most now is making too much money .”

An Ran was speechless.

You, Versailles, are a bit like Papa Ma.

Regret Ali Jackma, you two are considered to be on the same level.

But you have to know how much benefit this book can bring, I'm afraid you won't say such things.

Eleven said: "Now I need to make sure, are you sure you want to start serializing a [-]-word novel tomorrow?"

"Of course!"

An Ran was sure, looked at the watch, and said: "If you get home in half an hour, I can hand in the manuscript in two hours. In this case, your review and revision will not waste too much time."

In fact, the review and revision of newspapers usually work overnight.

Eli text thought that An Ran could write it all night and send it to the newspaper office before 5:[-] in the morning. In this case, after the revision and review, the typesetting time would be too tight.

But if An Ran could give it to him after two hours, then there would be a lot more time.

Eleven looked at An Ran, "Brother, you don't need to be too anxious, I believe you can turn over that old guy, and you can submit the manuscript before 2 o'clock in the evening. I will arrange for someone to free up a [-]-word page now! "

An Ran waved her hand.

"Mr. Eleven, in fact, it can be like this, just print another edition, and the current layout does not need to be adjusted."

Eleven was taken aback, is this guy so confident in his story?
If this page is together with other pages, there is a high chance that everyone will read it.

Whether it looks good or not, I will browse it.

But if this layout is not together, a separate page.

To be honest, I am afraid that most people will just throw it away.

In the past few years, serializing novels in newspapers is no longer popular.

The lack of good stories is one reason, and the other is that newspapers are often serialized only once a week, or even once a month.

How can everyone have the patience to wait.

Unless Enron is very, very confident in her own story.

He looked at An Ran and nodded slowly, "Mr. An Ran, let me tell you in advance that if your story affects the sales of my newspaper, I will remove this page without hesitation."

An Ran smiled calmly, "Mr. Eleven, let's do this! Not to mention affecting your sales, if it doesn't bring you an increase in sales, you can cut it off immediately."

Good guy!
Be overconfident.

"I'm not joking." Eleven looked serious.

An Ran said: "I'm not joking either."

The people around were all shocked when they heard it.

Is An Ran a little too impulsive?

Kerry might not dare to promise anyone that his story will bring about an increase in the sales of the newspaper.

Eleven nodded, "Well, since that's the case, let's do business. I will pay you accordingly for your novel."

An Ran understood that Eleven was serious.

Since I pay you, you have to write well, and I can kill your novel at any time.

None of this mattered to him.

"Of course!" An Ran said confidently, "You just wait to harvest the market."

Eleven smiled "haha": "I like your confidence, but I hope you have the corresponding strength."

Fairy tales are the strength of fairy tales, and serialization is the strength of serialization.

You have proved your strength in the fairy tale, but you have not proved your strength in the serialization.

An Ran waved her hand, "Okay, Mr. Eleven, you can read the novel first after it's finished, and then you'll decide whether to serialize it or not, so it's okay for the head office."

"No!"

Eleven waved his hand and said, "Send it directly, I won't let my preferences affect readers' judgments."

An Ran was amused when he heard it, the old man was interesting and he was a good friend.

After speaking, Eleven picked up the phone and dialed directly.

"Mr. Hammer, add a separate page tonight. There is a novel that will be serialized from tomorrow."

"No, open a single page separately, for a [-]-word page..."

An Ran obviously heard someone shouting on the other end of the phone: "Ten thousand words?"

"Yes, Mr. Hammer, remember to report to me as soon as possible after counting tomorrow's sales!"

An Ran smiled.

The old man is warning himself.

(End of this chapter)