I'm just a little white face who doesn't need to fight

Chapter 30 Emotional intelligence thief Gao LiuEdit

Chuhe agreed without hesitation, he is definitely the best talking god.

Mr. Ye leaned closer to look at the screen: "He agreed now? We haven't talked about money yet."

"I agree! There is no need to negotiate at all!" Liu Qiang himself was extremely surprised, Mr. Chu is really a maverick.

"Go away, go away." Mr. Ye pulled Liu Qiang away and finally ascended to the throne. He talked with Chuhe himself.

"Mr. Chu, I am Ye Jiajun, editor-in-chief of "Science Fiction World". You really agree to publish "Poetry and the Sea"? What do you think about the copyright fee?" Mr. Ye typed like a cannonball.

"I haven't thought about it, what do you think?" Chuhe really didn't think about money.

Mr. Ye paused with his fingers, and looked back at a few people: "How do you reply?"

Liu Qiang folded his hands and tilted his mouth, humming deliberately.

"You snort, how do you reply?" Mr. Ye raised his hand to beat him.

He hurriedly put on a smiling face: "I have to ask the president for instructions."

As soon as the words fell, the president who had just had lunch came over.

Mr. Ye hurriedly told her about it, and she was also surprised when she heard it: "Chu Xiaohe is so straightforward?"

She looked at the chat records, then pondered for a moment, and typed to respond to Chuhe: "Mr. Chu, do you think this is okay? We will directly publish "Poetry and the Sea Ⅰ" for you, and the money earned will be split [-]-[-]. If you agree , we will find time to meet with you and sign a contract."

Several editors were taken aback, the president really dare to play like this?Is she too obsessed with being the leader of the sci-fi literature circle?
"President, it's not right, Chuhe will be angry!" Liu Qiang was anxious, the president is good at everything, but he likes taking risks too much.If she went to the Amazon jungle, she would dare to find the cannibals alone.

Yuan Huaying ignored it and continued typing: "Mr. Chu, don't be angry, we have no choice but to do this. "Science Fiction World" doesn't have enough funds, and paying the copyright fee in one lump sum is too much to bear. Please forgive me."

What Yuan Huaying said was half-truth, but in fact, the main reason was that "Poetry and the Sea" would collapse in the later stage, and the magazine would lose money.

Chuhe didn't respond for a long time.

Several people became uneasy, even the mature Yuan Huaying couldn't sit still, she was caught by the cannibals.

Liu Qiang was sweating: "It's over, it's over, President, you are too messy!"

Yuan Huaying tapped the mouse lightly with her fingers, her palms covered with sweat.

"I just made a joke, Mr. Chu, don't mind, our agency is willing to pay 80 copyright fees for "Poetry and the Sea I", and the subsequent series will change the copyright fee according to the situation." Yuan Huaying typed with her lips pursed.

"Poetry and the Sea I" has a total of 20 words, and only 80 words have been published so far. Yuan Huaying actually paid [-] yuan, she is also cruel.

Chuhe still didn't respond.

"100 million." Yuan Huaying raised the price, but Chuhe still didn't respond.

Yuan Huaying deleted "120 million" and then deleted it, so she no longer quoted.

"President, what should we do?" Mr. Ye was about to cry.

"He wants to play psychological warfare with me, okay, I'll wait." Yuan Huaying crossed her legs, and this old strong woman felt cold.

In Longdingwan villa, Chuhe was not in front of the computer.Su Muyan suddenly came to him and dragged him upstairs.

"Come on, come on, my sister sent me a video of the conch for you to comment on." Su Muyan was like a wolf who saw meat.

Chu He was dragged so that his collar was crooked, and he couldn't laugh or cry: "I still have things to deal with."

"What is more important than my sister? This is the first time my sister has taken the initiative to look for you! Just delay for a while, come quickly!" Su Muyan glared fiercely, and La Chuhe entered his room.

It was the first time for Chuhe to enter Su Muyan's room, and he smelled a fragrance.

The eldest lady's boudoir is extraordinary, even the bed is full of luxury, but it is too messy, and the socks are rolled up on the floor.

Chuhe couldn't help complaining: "I said Miss Su, why don't you hire a nanny to take care of you."

"Why do you care so much?" Su Muyan pressed him in front of the notebook.

There is a chat box on the laptop screen, and the chat partner is Liu Zhiqing.

Su Muyan was sleeping late just now, but Liu Zhiqing came to her door.

There is also an audio software in the chat box, which was sent by Liu Zhiqing.

She typed a line: Yanyan, let Chuhe listen to it when you have time, let him comment, don't say I sent it.

Su Muyan also responded: Alright, I'll call Chuhe to listen, just wait.

Chuhe looked sideways at Su Muyan with an indescribable expression, you are really President Liu's good sister.

"What are you looking at? Listen quickly." Su Muyan put his hips on his hips, making Chuhe look angry.

Chu He looked away and turned on the audio.

"The Song" sounded, a very familiar tune.

This was specially practiced by Liu Zhiqing. She is not in a hurry now, and admits that her level is too low to do creative work, so first practice the basic skills.

Chuhe shook his head after hearing the first sentence, it was still the sound of snails.

Liu Zhiqing's mouth shape may not be in place, let alone her airflow.

She grew up by the sea, she groped for herself and took the wrong path, and now it is very difficult to correct her, unless she is taught by hand.

"No, President Liu, this is no longer a question of basic skills, but a question of the way of speaking. It's just like the Hakka people speaking Mandarin, with a strong accent." Chu He commented mercilessly.

Su Muyan was not happy: "Is it that bad? Sister Zhiqing has been blowing conch shells since she was a child."

"Because she played conch shells since she was a child, the 'local accent' is hard to change, and she has accumulated too many mistakes." Chu He got up, "Okay, tell her, I really have something to do."

Chuhe can't stay here anymore, there is still something to do in the editorial department.

Su Muyan still wanted to stop him, but Liu Zhiqing sent a message: "Yanyan, did Chuhe listen?"

"I've listened." Su Muyan said, and sat down to type.

Chuhe took the opportunity to run away, went back to his computer to look, and was taken aback for a moment.

"100 million?" He saw the offer at a glance.

In fact, the value of "Poetry and the Sea" is extremely high, and 100 million is not much.But "Poetry and the Sea" is just the beginning after all, and it is impossible for any publishing house to give a price of 100 million.

You must know that in terms of physical books, the publishing fee of many great gods is only 30 to [-], which is still a finished book.

The main problem of "Poetry and the Sea" is that the number of words is too small, and only [-] words have been appraised by readers, and it is not ruled out that it will be the first and the last.

Chuhe sat down, read the rest of the information, and then typed to respond: "I'm sorry, I have something to leave just now."

"I think the sharing model is very good, and the publishing industry is quite avant-garde now. If the sharing is used, if it hits the market, it means that my ability is not enough, and it is not worth the high publishing fee. If it becomes popular, everyone will make money together, and there will be no loss."

What Chuhe said was from his heart, he was not a greedy person, it was too much to sell 100 million for only [-] words.

It's better to divide it directly, so that no one owes anyone.

His only surprise is that the publishing industry still has a sharing model, which is unheard of.

In the editorial department, Yuan Huaying, who was drinking coffee with her legs crossed and a cold face, was choked up and looked at the news from Chuhe in a little astonishment.

Chuhe even took the initiative to ask for a share?Either he doesn't understand the publishing business, or he treats money like dirt.But this is exactly in line with Yuan Huaying's mind, she wants to create a new model!

All the editors were overjoyed, Liu Qiang said with a smile: "President, Chuhe didn't play psychological warfare with you, so I said he is not a greedy person, you are a bit of a villain hahaha!"

Yuan Huaying's old face turned hot, and her heroic spirit turned into embarrassment.

She put down her coffee and said, "Ye Jiajun, you are in charge of this matter."

Yuan Huaying felt relaxed, but felt very embarrassed. After all, she put on a cold appearance for a long time.

Several editors saw that the president was a little embarrassed, and praised the president for being a good negotiator, and one of the top ten innovative figures in the literary world.Only Liu Qiang didn't pay attention to this, he stared at the screen silly and happy, and developed a strategy!

"Liu Qiang, go and clean the toilet." Yuan Huaying looked at Liu Qiang with a blank expression.

Liu Qiang's smile froze on the spot, as if he had eaten a dead fly: "Why?"

"If you can figure out why, you'll catch up with my old lady when you're studying!" Yuan Huaying snorted coldly, and strode away.

"Why is she angry?" Liu Qiang was extremely innocent, with a few hairs floating on his Mediterranean hairstyle.

"Hey, Old Liu, you can improve your EQ when you have time." President Ye patted him on the shoulder and mourned for him.

"What do you mean? My EQ has always been high!"

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