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Chapter 59 Secret Public Relations

In a tall building in New York, Bennett Cerf waited eagerly.

The best-selling of the drug lord's biography allowed him to get through all the listing procedures, and now, only one mainstream literary award is waiting to be crowned.

The mainstream awards in his mind are naturally the Nobel, Pulitzer, National Book Award and the like.

bell bell~
When Bennett Cerf picked up the phone, he heard a hoarse voice,

"Bennett, you bad guy, I have to tell you the sad news that you succeeded!"

"That kid won the prize."

When Bennett Cerf heard this, he immediately smiled: "Thank you, Link."

On the other end, Link Doug snorted slightly: "Don't thank me, even if I don't stand up, someone will stand up, but I didn't expect that you guy even went to publicize the Nobel Prize, what are you doing?" Typical threat."

Nebet Cerf laughed when he heard the words: "The Pulitzer is too authoritative, I don't have full confidence, it is still an award like the Nobel, which is easy to be publicized, since they are willing to award it to those third world countries The third-rate writers among them must be willing to award the biography of drug lords."

Link Doug also smiled when he heard the words, this profiteer is still so good at talking.

It's just that the Nobel Prize is not easy to win, and its worldwide influence is far inferior to the Pulitzer Prize.

"Okay, I wish you a smooth listing."

"Thank you!"

After hanging up the phone, Bennett was in a particularly good mood.

The two public relations awards are considered a wonderful move.

Of course, Bennett also understands that the probability of winning a Nobel Prize is extremely low.

His public relations have very little influence. After all, he doesn't have many contacts outside the federation.

Those Swedes are all fed up with fat brains, how can they be so satisfying?

Pulitzer is his main public relations object!

Nobel's public relations are nothing more than adding some pressure to make the Pulitzer judges' balance slightly tilted.

Now, with the blessing of the Pulitzer Prize, coupled with the best-selling drug lord legend, this is the biggest bonus.

He can foresee that after the listing, the stock price of Random House will increase rapidly.

His wealth will be greatly improved.

After a while, the Pulitzer Prize judges called him one by one, told him the good news, and sold him a favor by the way.

Bennett thanked everyone and asked the secretary to prepare a gift to send.

He knew very well the role these people played in this matter.

He also needs to maintain friendships with these people.

Owing favors is not necessarily a bad thing, the real bad thing is that you are not even qualified to owe favors.

He is never afraid of losing money. He is a businessman. If he loses money in some places, he will definitely earn back double in other places.

Outsiders say that he can influence the Pulitzer Prize. Yes, most of the judges have a good personal friendship with him, and they have frequent contacts.

Over the past ten years, more than 30% of the Pulitzer Prize-winning works have been operated by Random House, which alone is enough to know his network.

For example, this time, the conservative Link Doug and the radical James Katona, who seem to be opposites, are actually his deliberately chosen public relations candidates, and they both have good personal friendships with him.

The proponents of the two factions are all his people. In addition to Columbia University, he also raised donations in advance, which is enough to block the judges of the Columbia Department.

In this game, capital has won from the very beginning.

"Very good, we can start public opinion propaganda!"

After thinking about it, Bennett dialed a number: "David, the next listing requires you to work hard."

"Yes, boss!"

……

Peyton's office.

bell bell~
After answering the phone, Payton said, "Hello, this is Peyton Chris."

"Mr. Chris, I am David, Mr. Bennett's assistant, and I have some good news for you. This year's Pulitzer Prize for Fiction..."

Hearing the phone call, the man's tone was a little excited.

Payton said indifferently: "Okay, thank you, thank Mr. Bennett for me, thank you for his public relations."

David on the other end of the phone was a little surprised, was he too calm?
Is this a Pulitzer?
As expected of a person who can rob the boss, his psychological quality is really strong.

Putting down the phone, Payton let out a long breath, with a little surprise in his eyes.

The originally calm eyes were not as calm as before.

Although the previous several public relations failed, Payton even said that he would not go to public relations again.

But after winning the award, the true fragrance theorem is real.

Awards are important, it's a sign of a writer's status.

In Peyton's opinion, Raymond's works are no worse than those of Hemingway, but without the coronation of Nobel and Pulitzer, few people in later generations will remember their existence.

"Nebet is a good trick!"

"Public relations master-level operation!"

To be honest, age is indeed Payton's flaw, so Payton has no hope for some mainstream awards at all.

After all, any industry is about qualifications.

Payton just cooperated with public relations this time, and he was not optimistic about it.

Unexpectedly, Bennett would give him such a big surprise. It seems that in order to promote the listing, Bennett took great pains.

……

Public opinion at Random House fermented quickly.

The New York newspaper, Ziqi's, hit the Pulitzer Prize for fiction attribution as a headline.

"The youngest Pulitzer Prize winner for fiction!"

"Peyton Chriss, the youngest winner!"

"Britishly popular, the crown of crime fiction..."

With the outbreak of this round of public opinion, the drug lord legend, which has been on sale for more than half a year, once again entered the best-selling stage and continued to top the sales list.

With the good news, Bennett's listing plan is also proceeding in an orderly manner.

At the same time, during this time, Payton's phone calls almost never stopped.

From the family at the beginning, to Forrest, Jenny and others later, including the school team teammates, coaches, and almost everyone who could talk to Payton, they all called to congratulate him.

It also included his friend Roald Dahl, who had launched "The Merry Agent" which was a huge hit, firmly occupying the top ten sales charts.

Peyton didn't know whether this guy would become the master of fairy tales in his memory.

Another call came from Los Angeles, California.

"Hahaha, Peyton, congratulations!"

Raymond Chandler's hearty laughter rang through the phone.

Payton said: "Thank you, how are you doing?"

"Well, the doctor told me to quit smoking and drinking. You know me too. If I don't smoke or drink, I might as well die."

When Peyton heard this, he didn't know what to say for a while.

Chandler is an infatuated person. After his wife passed away, he once had the idea of ​​suicide.

Although he attempted suicide later, his body was in decline due to his severe alcoholism and his never-leaving pipe.

In the past two years, he spent a lot of time in the hospital.

Peyton had visited him a few times before, and he was still optimistic and cheerful, but his thinner figure could not be hidden from others.

"Raymond, maybe you should control it and listen to the doctor more. It's always right."

"Payton, don't persuade me, my life is wonderful enough, and people always have to obey the old, have you forgotten that I am already 69 years old."

When Payton heard the words, he also fell into a speech stagnation for a while.

Raymond's optimism, cheerfulness, humor, and humor have subconsciously made Payton forget his age.

As Raymond said, he is 69 years old, and he is not willing to give up the fun of his life in order to live for a few years.

Besides, after his wife died, he gradually gave up writing.

What else could he have but drink and a pipe?

"Well, Raymond, I'll visit you in California sometime later."

"welcome!"

Putting down the phone, Peyton kept shaking his head. He had a hunch that he might lose a friend before long.

……

In the evening, Payton and Forrest completed their daily physical training.

Payton was even crazier than usual today, drenched in sweat, and returned to the basketball court.

Payton holds the ball in one hand and stares at Forres.

"Come on, Forrest, one-on-one!"

"Are you sure?" Forrest said dumbly.

Peyton took a breath, looked at Forrest, who had hardly consumed much physical energy, and slightly complained about this physical monster in his heart.

"Come on! Let me die on the basketball court today!"

(End of this chapter)