Rebirth: Starting From the Confession

Chapter 27

Yang Zhen took a sip of the coffee. The caffeine made his brain a little excited.

After quickly estimating the income of audio copyrights, he looked like: “Mr. Fang, even so, the price of 1.8 million is still too expensive. Why not, let me call the price to 150 thousand characters, what do you think? ”

“150 thousand words? Then I might as well choose to split.”

Fang Yi laughed dumbly, and then continued: “To be honest, these copyrights have been over a few years, and just take out one at random, more than 1.8 million.”

“Who knows what will happen in a few years?” Yang Zhen said helplessly.

Fang Yi narrowed his smile and said sternly: “Editor Yang, we don’t have to be a fool. To put it bluntly, my reserve price is 1.5 million. If Hongyan Publishing can’t accept it, then I can only try. Talk to another publishing house.”

The advantage of holding the initiative is highlighted. He has many choices, but there is only one copy of “Ghost Blowing Lantern”.

Everything was worth it, and Yang Zhen knew that he had to make a decision as soon as possible.

After taking a deep breath, he said, “Mr. Fang, I can’t be the master at this price. You can wait a while before I make a call.”

After all, Yang Zhen got up and walked out of the cafe.

Out of the coffee shop, he took out his pocket and dialed a number with Motorola 998.

Soon the phone was connected, and Yang Zhen said: “Old Ming, what’s the matter with you?”

“what’s up?”

On the other end of the phone, it was the God of Wealth.

Both of them are editors in chief of their respective companies, and they are partners, so the relationship is not bad.

He often chats on weekdays. Yang Zhen knows that he has unique insights into scripts and film and television, so he talked about the general situation of “Ghost Blowing Lantern”, and then asked: “Do you think “Ghost Blowing Lantern” is part of the film adaptation. What about the income?”

“I am very optimistic!”

On the other end of the phone, the God of Wealth analyzed: “I said before that the essence of this book is adventure hunting. Based on this, it is very suitable for adaptation. Even if you have not read the original work, it will not affect the viewing experience. .”

“And you said that he wrote a total of eight, each of which is related to each other and is almost an independent story, which is even better. It can be made into a series of movies, just like a foreign blockbuster series.”

After listening to Yang Zhen silently, he asked: “Then how much do you think the film and television rights can sell in a few years?”

“Who can say this, but after all, the popularity of this book is there, and it is guaranteed, and the price will definitely not be low.” When it comes to money, the god of wealth is more cautious.

“Okay, I get it!”

Yang Zhen nodded and thanked: “Thanks to Lao Ming, I will invite you to drink later.”

“Haole, wait for you to come back and invite me, I’ll hang up first if it’s okay!”

After hanging up the phone, Yang Zhen didn’t stay outside for much, and turned back to the coffee shop.

When he came back to Fang Yi and sat down, Yang Zhen said sternly: “Mr. Fang, I discussed with the leader just now. He thinks the price of 1.5 million is still a bit high. What do you think of 1.3 million?”

Gee!

This earned an extra 300,000.

Fang Yi held back his smile and said in a strong tone: “1.4 million, this is the lowest price. If your publishing house still can’t accept it, then I can only express regret.”

“Mr. Fang, when our publishing house acquires these copyrights from you, we have to take no small risks.”

The two looked at each other, cursing old fox and little fox in their hearts.

Life is like a play, it all depends on acting!

The two bargained for a while, and finally set the price at 1.35 million!

Don’t underestimate this 50,000, which is equivalent to half a commercial house in the city.

After the price was determined, the two then began to discuss the details of the contract. For example, Yang Zhen requested that the remaining six parts of “Ghost Blowing the Lantern” be completed within half a year, otherwise they would ask for compensation if the time was exceeded.

Correspondingly, Fang Yi also made a request. After the contract is signed, the publisher must transfer the 1.35 million buyout fee to its own account within three working days.

It was not until two o’clock in the afternoon that the contract was completely negotiated.

“Mr. Fang, do you have anything to add?” Yang Zhen said, handing over the contract.

After accepting the contract, Fang Yi took a closer look.

The publishing contract is directly regulated by national laws, so it is not complicated. The rights and interests of the parties are clear, unlike the commercial contracts of later generations, which are often dozens or hundreds of pages.

After confirming that the contract is okay, Fang Yi smiled and said, “I have nothing to add!”

“In that case, please ask Mr. Fang to sign!”

Yang Zhen said, handing out a pen.

The contract is in duplicate, and Fang Yi signs his name on it. The two contracts will be brought back to Magic City together, and after the official seal of the publisher is stamped, a contract receipt will be mailed to Fang Yi.

Shaking hands again, Yang Zhen packed up the contract and the manuscript, stood up and said: “Mr. Fang, happy cooperation, let’s go first!”

“Then I won’t keep you anymore, pay attention to safety on the road.” Fang Yi smiled.

The three of them came to the bar to make money, and Fang Yi said, “The waiter pays!”

“The three of you are spending this time!”

I have to say that the consumption here is really high. The three of us have something to eat at noon. Two cups of coffee and orange juice cost more than two hundred.

It’s equivalent to a quarter of Lao’s monthly salary.

Hearing this, Yang Zhen took a step forward and took out his wallet to settle the account.

From the previous conversation, I learned that Fang Yi has just graduated from high school, and by looking at his clothes, I know that his family is not rich. So pay the money first to avoid Fang Yi’s embarrassment.

“Editor-in-chief Yang, I’m so sorry, I have to let you treat me all the way.”

Fang Yi was very generous, and didn’t hit the fat man with a swollen face.

Yang Zhen smiled heartily: “Haha, it’s okay. Next time Mr. Fang comes to the magic city, just remember to ask me.”

No one would laugh at Fang Yi stupidly, even the coffee shop waiter knew that after today, he will have a million worth of net worth.

In the millennium, an 18-year-old millionaire who made money by his own ability, who would dare to laugh at?

“goodbye!”

Watching Santana disappear at the end of the street, Fang Yi got on his bicycle and drove contentedly towards his own community.

The first pot of gold is done! .