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Chapter 38 Huaxia Bookstore
With no results in the discussion, Changhong Publishing House could only wait for the arrival of the other two publishing houses. The three publishing houses jointly bid. According to Pi Jianzhou's attitude, the one with the highest price should win.

During the period, Changhong Publishing House also discussed the publication price of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" with Liao Yuan.

"We have consistent signing standards for new writers, and the price is based on the book. As long as the work of new writers is good enough, they usually start at 7000 yuan per volume. Each volume is about [-] words, which is about [-] yuan per thousand words. "

One of the business editors introduced to Liao Yuan: ""Ghost Blowing the Lantern" is a work that has already been published, and its freshness will be greatly reduced. We decided to raise the price by 20%, that is, 8400 yuan per volume, and if Writer Liao has no objection, we will send someone to bind the contract."

Liao Yuan was a little confused.

Based on 8400 volumes and 7 words per volume, the final remuneration for the 200 million-word "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" is only about 24.

Liao Yuan laughed angrily, and turned to look at Lai Yibai.

Lai Yibai also calculated clearly at this time, she said in astonishment: "Isn't it? So low?"

"Low? For a new writer, it's already considered a good price." The business editor said disapprovingly.

Lai Yibai shook his head and said, "Do you know how much the audio copyright of this novel alone has sold on our channel? 150 million! In comparison, isn't the price you offered ridiculously low?"

The business editor seemed a little surprised, and he didn't seem to have expected that "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" could fetch such a high price.

At this time, Hou Jie said: "Xiao Liu, please re-evaluate, I have heard some of the plots of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", whether it is the text or the story, it can stand scrutiny, it is a rare tomb robber The price you mentioned is indeed a bit low for such a masterpiece."

"is it?"

The business editor thought for a while, then tapped on the laptop again, looked it up, and then said again: "Okay, since we are waiting for the editor-in-chief to intercede, we will re-draw the price-this is the final price, 2 yuan Yuan every volume, Writer Liao, what do you think?"

2 yuan per volume, based on 200 million words, a total of 28 volumes, the final remuneration is about 57 yuan...

Lai Yibai looked at Liao Yuan with some embarrassment. She felt a little guilty, because in her eyes, "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" was much higher than this price. After all, in addition to the 150 million income brought to Liao Yuan by the sound copyright, Liao Yuan's monthly income in the station has reached about 60 yuan just from the oral broadcast of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern".

But now, publishing a whole set of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern", the final benefits are not even worth Liao Yuan's monthly income...

No wonder the writer Pi Jianzhou didn't sign a contract with you.

At this moment, there was movement outside the door. Two middle-aged men in white shirts carried leather bags, put on slippers at the door, and walked into the living room one after another.

Seeing this, Pi Jianzhou, who had been putting on a gesture, got up immediately, and greeted him with a smile: "Bian Hu is here, I made this tea early, and the tea is cold, come here, I'll make it hot again Tea, let Hu Bian and this friend taste the high-quality tea I just collected."

What Pi Jianzhou said was completely different from how he treated Changhong Publishing House. Hou Jie and others felt quite uncomfortable after reading it.

"Writer Pi is being polite, so I'd rather be respectful than obedient. Try your tea?"

The man in the white shirt with glasses said with a smile.

Afterwards, he glanced at the situation in the room, and when he saw Hou Jie, he nodded slightly.

The latter also showed a smile. The well-known editor-in-chief of Huaxia Bookstore, Hu, has much higher contacts in the industry than him, so he dare not make mistakes.

The line of sight continued to shift.

The man in the white shirt showed doubts when he saw Liao Yuan who was playing with his head bowed and snapping his fingers.

The next moment, he was startled suddenly, got up and walked towards Liao Yuan, and asked politely: "May I ask your name, sir?"

The picture is a bit lonely.

Everyone looked at Liao Yuan, including Pi Jianzhou who was making tea.

"My name is Liao Yuan." Liao Yuan raised his head and replied, "What's the matter?"

The man in the white shirt was overjoyed: "It really is Mr. Liao. I didn't expect to see Mr. Liao in this suburb. It's great, Xiao Li, Xiao Li!"

The assistant who came with him hurried over, "Brother Hu, you order."

"Quick, take a picture for me. I want to take a photo with Mr. Liao." Editor Hu was beside Liao Yuan, and said with a smile on his face.

Hearing this, the assistant hurriedly took out his mobile phone and pressed the camera button on Liao Yuan and Editor Hu.

"Hu Bian, what's the situation?" Pi Jianzhou asked with a puzzled expression after making tea.

Editor Hu laughed loudly: "Writer Pi, you are really my lucky star. I didn't expect to meet Mr. Liao here. I had a hard time looking for Mr. Liao, and I couldn't find the contact information. This time I came to Donghai. I came here specially for Mr. Liao, I didn't expect to meet here in advance, it's really fate."

Pi Jianzhou smiled, but he was still in a daze.

Came here especially for Mr. Liao?

Then what am I?Is it a foil?
Editor Hu smiled and shook hands with Liao Yuan again: "Mr. Liao, I am Hu Fangyong, the chief editor in charge of the publishing business of Huaxia Book Company. Mr. Liao, do you still remember me?"

Huaxia Bookstore?It sounds familiar.

But looking at Hu Fangyong carefully, Liao Yuan shook his head and asked doubtfully, "Have we met?"

Hu Fangyong sighed: "Mr. Liao is really a busy person. I have privately messaged you many times on Weibo, but I have never received a reply. If you don't believe me, you can open Weibo and have a look?"

Hearing this, Liao Yuan took out his mobile phone and opened the private message page of Weibo.

When he saw the countless private messages displayed in the dense list of private messages, Hu Fangyong finally realized that it wasn't that Liao Yuan didn't remember, it was that Liao Yuan didn't see the private messages at all.

"You follow me, and then set private messages only for friends to send. Otherwise, you have too many private messages." Hu Fangyong enthusiastically took out his mobile phone and followed Liao Yuan to each other.

Then Liao Yuan saw the content of the private message from Hu Fangyong.

"Mr. Liao, I am Hu Fangyong, editor-in-chief of Huaxia Book Company, and I intend to publish your work "Ghost Blowing the Lantern"."

"Mr. Liao, I intend to publish "Ghost Blowing the Lantern". Please reply when you see the private message."

"Mr. Liao..."

Liao Yuan finally remembered at this time, he had seen these private messages not long ago.

In fact, in addition to Huaxia Bookstore, the official Weibo accounts of many publishing houses on Weibo also left private messages to Liao Yuan more or less, most of which were requests for cooperation in publishing matters.

Liao Yuan didn't pay too much attention to these private messages. Compared with the Internet, he believed in the context of reality. What's more, he had already asked Lai Yibai to find a publishing house to sign a contract, but he didn't expect that the publisher Lai Yibai found It seems that these publishing houses that send private messages to me online are not as reliable.

At this time, the entire reception room became even more silent because of Hu Fangyong's sudden excitement.

Looking at this scene, Hou Jie swallowed heavily, the blood in his body was cold, and he felt that something in his life was passing by quickly.
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ps: The fourth update is over, although the time span is a bit long... During the period, I fell asleep on the desk, cough, please recommend tickets!

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