Reborn Cultural Empire

294 rest, take a break

"In fact, you also know that with the high-level development of the underlying economy, the demand for high-level spiritual wealth among the people in our country has gradually changed from being dispensable in the past to being highly vocal. If there is a If there are no literary works that have won the above awards, then the influence of our Yangyi culture will be fully enhanced."

Yang Yi tilted his head slightly, with an incomparably determined expression: "At that time, you will find that the request I am making now is just a tiny bit of insignificance for Kodansha."

While staring at Suzuki Sanggen, he pinched the tip of his little finger with his big finger, and emphasized his tone: "It's just a little bit."

Publishing the risk assessment mechanism is still such a small price for the current Kodansha.

But no matter how much these things are worth, it is the hard work of generations of the entire company, combined with the experience of countless people, and modern computer coordination technology, which has led to Kodansha's highly efficient publishing review process.

This thing is usually left there like that, no one thinks how important it is, but now when it becomes a bargaining chip, people will suddenly realize—oh, it seems a pity to just go out like this.

Of course, if Yang Yi's latter condition is added, that is, Yang Yi Culture can win the laurels in the literary award selection at the end of the year, then it will be a win-win situation for both of them.

Winning the Booker Prize or the Goncourt Prize sounds like it has nothing to do with Kodansha's money, but in fact, to make it clear, the cooperation conditions offered by Yangyi Culture are good, but it is worrying their future strength.

No matter how great the potential is, it is still an illusory thing, and its own strength is recognized hardware.

Publishing a literary award second only to the Nobel is almost a catalyst for realizing potential into strength. The more fame Yangyi Culture earns, the greater the benefits for its collaborator Kodansha.

To put it bluntly, there is not much conflict of interest between the two parties, at least for now.Yangyi Culture is targeting the mature market in the island country, and its wishful thinking of using Kodansha's tiger skin to return to China as a banner.

As for Kodansha, although the domestic market is mature and orderly, for the company's future development, how to win as many unopened territories is what they value.

This highlights the difference in the situation between the two companies. The younger generation always thinks more about how to survive, while those who are already giants mostly focus on the future.

"However, how can Mr. Yang ensure that your work will definitely win one of the two awards?" Suzuki Xiangyuan looked at Yang Yi seriously, and he returned immediately after being shocked by his confidence at first. on their own thinking.

This kind of unsubstantiated thing, this little guy dared to use it as one of the conditions of negotiation, Suzuki Sangmoto didn't know whether he wanted to laugh at the current generation who dared to think and do it, or lamented that he was too old, old It's out of date with the flow of ha.

"As I said just now, it can be specified in the terms. If the conditions I just mentioned cannot be realized, I can use the shares of Yangyi Culture that I personally hold as additional compensation." Yang said with a smile, word by word Already calculated the set chips.

It seems that he is not worried at all that these shares will become others' pockets later.

"As for the amount of shares that need to be provided, both of us can also send evaluators together. All the problems can be solved by contract, can't they? And being able to hold the shares of Yangyi Culture is definitely not a loss for you. trade."

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"Yes, that's it. That's the deal condition that the young president proposed... He didn't disclose the specifics of the work, but judging from his words, he is very confident."

Suzuki Sangmoto called the company's headquarters again urgently. The voice on the other end of the phone was a female voice who was not in a hurry. Just listening to it with your ears, you could feel the graceful atmosphere but not lacking in strength.

"That's it, it's really interesting. It seems that we have a lack of confidence in Yangyi culture. In this way, I need to suspend the meeting first, and I need to hold a standing board of directors. Also, I will inform the company's legal affairs minister Shirakawa-kun and let him Carry out relevant investigations and evaluations on the current market value of Yangyi Culture, as well as the market value in the next year and three years." After thinking for a while, Noma Sawa spoke methodically to Suzuki Sangmoto.

Is this necessary, is it necessary to agree to the conditions offered by the boy's president?

Suzuki Sangmoto suppressed the doubts and astonishment in his heart, and nodded in response.

Anyway, at this point, he can't control the overall situation anymore, so it's better for the chairman to handle it.As long as the contract can be reached, then his share of credit after the event will definitely not be missing.

……

Under Jiang Ling's pressure, despite the crowd of protesters, the originally planned activities were carried out smoothly.Of course, this time the protagonists are no longer Su Wan and Yang Yiwen. After inviting such a huge lineup, the author meeting held at the Tokyo International Convention and Exhibition Center has almost become a festival for otaku to interact with their idols .

At least this time the event seemed to be held exclusively, and even the Kyoto prefecture in Kansai and the Fukushima area in the north have relaxed news about the event.

Nearly perfect promotion.

On the plane the next day, what Yang Yi was thinking about was how to solve the possible impact of plagiarism and the doubts that need to be dealt with carefully.

The two copies he selected are "Stones of Perseverance" and the other is "Maps and Territories". After that, it was still questioned by many traditional writers.

Many people even publicly declared in interviews that "Maps and Territories" is a piece of rubbish.

On the contrary, the former, "Stone of Toughness", tells the story of an Afghan woman who, after her husband was shot and became a vegetable, voluntarily supports the family and resists the pressure from all aspects of life. It really meets the conditions for a Chinese copy

Concubine, marriage, patriarchal clan, tradition, shackles...

Yang Yi expressed that he didn't have the slightest pressure to adapt it into an article similar to "Crescent Moon" written by the modern writer Lao She with the background of the Communist Party of China.

It's not too easy, is it?

And for Yang Yi, who has read this work no less than five times, it is not too big of a problem to copy this book out. The only thing that needs to be paid attention to is the problem of writing habits in Chinese.

However, in the domestic media at that time, almost all the translations that Yang Yi had read were full of praise, saying that "to a large extent, the shocking power before the translation was retained, and even people who know nothing about French can still get it." An unusual reading experience."

Moreover, even certain niche literary forums where self-proclaimed extraordinary people often jump out and sneer at public opinions have surprisingly maintained a consistent tone. If you want to come to the translated article, it should still be very reliable.

Whenever he thinks of this, Yang Yi can't help feeling very grateful to the translator of this book. If there is no such person, he can casually translate the works translated into Chinese and restore them back. Yang Yi can't guarantee that he will definitely win the Goncourt Prize like the trend of history.

But the only point is that what this work tells is too heavy—well, in fact, among all traditional literary works, there are only a few that can gain universal recognition as comedies and light comedies, and most of them are Tragic end.

Does the work have to describe human tragedies, be regarded as profound and thought-provoking? This question is too philosophical and metaphysical, and Yang Yi does not want to get bogged down in it.But no matter what, once this work is completely copied and it really wins an award, it is absolutely impossible to make your information public.

If best-selling books such as "Those Things in the Song Dynasty" and "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" can be barely called writing talent, then traditional articles that depict reality and express humanistic care need a kind of experience called experience in addition to talent. s things.

This is an unavoidable fact. No matter how good a writer is, he cannot write moving details of life without experiencing it personally.

Therefore, in the contract with Kodansha, Yang Yi also specifically stated that the author should not be required to cooperate with the publicity, and even a trace of the author's personal information should not be disclosed.

"Huh? I'm sorry, I really don't understand. Please ask Yang Jun to clarify that any author is obliged to cooperate with the publisher's propaganda. In everyone's understanding, this is probably a natural clause that is not written into the contract. Why doesn't Mr. Yang agree to disclose the author's information?" Suzuki Xiangyuan applied sincerely, and since the board of directors' resolution the day before, his attitude towards Yang Yi has also undergone a huge change.

Not to mention that the world was turned upside down, but it was completely different.

"Because I don't want to be disturbed too much, can you understand this reason?" Yang Yi said lightly.

"Ah, this is actually..." Suzuki Xiangyuan nodded, and immediately understood the meaning of the conversation: "Wh...what, what Yang Jungang said...you don't want to be disturbed? But Yangyi Culture is in charge of foreign affairs, isn't it? Luo Jun? Then you mean the author..."

"It's Xiaoyi." Rogo winked at the side, he didn't know why Yang Yi was so sure that he could write a work that could win a top international literary award.

But looking back on the past, everything that the little boy said in major matters was indeed fulfilled one by one, and there was never anything inconsistent with what he said.

Boss Fat, whose head hurts from thinking about it, can only admit in vain in the end that there are indeed differences between people.

So now seeing Suzuki Sangmoto's eyes like seeing a ghost, he is naturally happy, probably all the depression has disappeared in the astonished eyes of the negotiating opponent.

"You two are not joking. The reason you said that the author's information needs to be kept secret is actually..." As he spoke, Suzuki Xiangyuan felt that his voice was a little hoarse. It must not be the reason for talking for a long time. He Altogether I haven't said a word yet.

"Basically, that's the case, so it is necessary to add restrictions to the contract. Please forgive me." Yang nodded with a calm expression.

But all the guys who copy other people's stuff, basically have this kind of psychological quality, for example...

"Yes, why not agree to him?" In Suzuki Sangmoto's face-to-face report afterwards, the female captain of Kodansha expressed her affirmation of her subordinate's approach, and then asked: "However, regarding the agency rights of this work, Suzuki You also took it."

"Hayi, the president has repeated this matter repeatedly, and Suzuki dare not or forget it."

Compared with Suzuki Sanggen's seriousness, Noma Sawa's expression is much more pleasant: "Hehe, Suzuki-kun, you are always so serious, this is really...well, if this is the case, then the purpose of inviting them this time It can be regarded as a successful completion. By the way, it is said that their next arrangement is not to return to China?"

"Ha Yi, they've probably boarded the flight to Kyoto by now."

"Well, okay, Suzuki-kun has worked hard, so I have to work hard for the follow-up contact."

"The president is polite, this is Suzuki's responsibility."

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"Two days, isn't it a bit too tense." Rogo flipped through the travel information in his hand, and clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction: "Anyway, it's just for fun, why don't you take two more days off?"

"I have no objection, but when someone answered the phone yesterday, didn't they say that the progress of Xizhi's development has basically come to an end, and it will be completed in these two days? Why, you don't need to go back and host it yourself, Mr. Luo ?”

Yang Yi curled his lips jokingly, but his eyes were looking out of the window of the plane. There were no fluffy clouds, and the sky could easily feel the radiance of the warm sun on a sunny day, so warm.Looking down, there are exotic mountains and rivers like Daisy, and Lake Biwa is a tear on a pretty cheek.

Seeing such a scene, Yang Yi couldn't help but think of his hometown, Xizhi Ancient Town, one of the four ancient towns in Yuezhou.

He is relieved of Rogo's arrangement and overall planning, and there is also the overall planning that he himself made at the beginning. All the ancient houses in the town can only be maintained in accordance with the maintenance regulations issued by the professors of the University's Department of Architecture. Flipping is not allowed.In addition to modern electrical appliances, there are home decorations related to daily life in the home. All other details are decorated according to the ancient style and ancient scenery of the old Jiangnan.

Perhaps the current Xizhi does not look much different from the other three ancient towns, but Yang Yi believes that in a few years, or even two or three years later, when people look back, they will realize that only Xizhi has been preserved. It reflects the original and pure Jiangnan style.

"Over there at Xizhi..." Hearing Yang Yi's reminder, Rogo couldn't help but elongate his voice, as if he was extremely reluctant. He is not a donkey friend or a travel enthusiast.Compared with Omi beef, kaiseki cuisine, and Todaiji Temple, the custom girls in those custom shops are things he cares about

"Well, what's the matter, Brother Luo, don't you want to be picky?" The reborn man could tell what Fatty was thinking at a glance, but he didn't point it out. He just asked a question and stopped talking.

Rather than caring about the mental health of a fat adult male, it would be more practical to think about where to take Su Wan for a stroll later.

Half an hour later, a group of people settled on their residence, and they couldn't wait to wander the streets and alleys of Kyoto.

Although all East Asian races are not easy to distinguish in terms of appearance, their behavioral temperament can still be noticed by people from different cultural circles.

Although there are many Chinese tourists who come to visit in Kyoto Prefecture, it is rare to see people like the group in front of them, although they look happy, they speak softly and politely.

Of course, not everyone is like this. Gregory is a child of the prairie, and there is nothing he can do about it because he is born with a loud voice. Once he deliberately lowers his voice, it will make people laugh like a bellows.

Yang Yi was holding a cup of fish balls. It wasn't sea fish, but crucian carp balls, which were not common in island countries, but were relatively popular in Kyoto, Nara, and Shiga.

The soup is boiled slowly over a low fire, and it is white and fragrant. It is paired with river fish from high-quality water, and it has a light and delicate fragrance.

Yang Yi does not eat fish balls. Although he is from the south of the Yangtze River, he has no special preference for river seafood. Except for steamed crabs and drunken shrimps, he does not touch other river mussels, snails, etc. The popular fish is Needless to say.

The one who likes this exotic fish ball is the girl Su Wan, basically like most Jiangnan girls, she likes light and delicious things, and rarely tries the rich and spicy taste.

"How does it feel here?" Yang Yi stood side by side with Su Wan, feeling the classical tranquility of a foreign country.

"Ah."

"Except for the local concept, it seems that here is not much worse than Jiangnan."

After Wan finished her cup of fish ball soup, she naturally exchanged the empty cup with the paper cup in Yang Yi's hand, put her nose on the edge of the cup, and took a deep sniff in satisfaction.

This kind of demeanor and movement, even for Yang Yi, is rarely seen as beautiful.

"If you like it, it doesn't matter if you stay for two more days..."

Before Yang Yi finished speaking, the girl shook her head, but she didn't say any reason why she didn't want to stay longer.

"What, that means you don't like this place?" Yang Yi asked in surprise, but seeing Su Wan's relaxed and contented expression, and the contented and cute appearance of sipping fish balls, she was clearly willing to do this.

"I like it." After Su Wan hummed, she was silent for a moment, then turned her face and said in a low voice, "But it's enough to have you by my side."

Unable to resist, he took Su Wan's hand, and Yang Yi suddenly felt that his heart was about to melt.

For a freak whose psychology is older than his physiology, this description seems a bit sensational and embarrassingly shy, but this is how Yang Yi feels now.

Seriously speaking, not counting the ethereal and deliberately hidden feelings in the previous life, the current Yang Yi is undoubtedly an emotional beginner.

Sensing Yang Yi's mood, Su Wan also moved closer, the shadows of the two of them were reflected in the sunlight of this afternoon, fluctuating in length and length, walking lingeringly.