Wang Shuo is not as awesome as his later generations. He is a fledgling rookie in the literary world. After marrying Shen Jiayi, he still squeezed into the single dormitory of the Dance Academy.

The real awesome thing is that next year his four novels will be adapted into movies in one go and will be put on the big screen. This year was also called "Wang Shuo Nian" by the literary theory community. It immediately became famous, but it was still until the beginning of the 1990s.

At that time, before publishing "Wang Shuo's Collection of Works", his behavior of "needing royalties and asking for royalties" really confused the publishing house, and the other party was confused. Wang Shuo told them: "Let's say that, if the royalty rate is 10%, it means that you have to give me 1 yuan for every 10 yuan book you sell."

Thinking of this, Xia Hongjun moved his heart and smiled and agreed, "Brother Wang, what you said makes sense. We who wrote novels work hard for a long time are really not worth much money... Look at the Hong Kong writers, famous and rich, because they have implemented the royalty system!"

Royalties?

As soon as Xia Hongjun said these two words, he scared Guo Qianjin next to him and hurriedly squeezed his eyes to Xia Hongjun.

I said, buddy, don’t tell me about the royalties paid by the two martial arts novels written by our company for you?

This not only does not conform to the country's existing publishing policies, but will also be beaten up by other publishing companies! So, Guo Qianjin, are we mixed in the publishing industry in Yanjing?

Xia Hongjun smiled. Of course he was not stupid. Seeing Wang Shuo and the others' curious eyes, he talked about the royalty system in Hong Kong and foreign countries, making that thing go wild.

Wang Shuo became more and more excited the more he listened. This method is good...

If a book is sold for 10 yuan, you can get one. Compared with the royalties, one is in the sky and the other is underground.

Of course, there is a prerequisite here. Writers first need to have enough confidence in themselves. After all, for a writer, the market reaction is that they themselves are difficult to predict. The royalties are equivalent to fixed salary. How much the book is sold is the publishing house, and it has nothing to do with the author himself.

Royalties are commissions, and the author is like binding himself and his works together. If he sells more, he will make money with the publisher. If he sells less, he will also bear the loss with the publisher.

However, for him, Wang Shuo, are you still worried about this now?

Wang Shuo became more and more excited the more he thought about it.

"Red Army, do you think, when will our country implement this?" Wang Shuo asked lit a cigarette.

"This is hard to say, but... if we have great skills and everyone likes to read novels written, we can talk to the publisher if we talk to the publisher," Xia Hongjun said with a smile.

Wang Shuo's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Guo Qianjin next to him looked resentful: "Yes, tell this kid all these things, I don't know which publisher will be in trouble in the future..."

This topic was not discussed, and Wang Shuo knew in his heart that Xia Hongjun’s novels and poems are now more popular than himself, and he has not dared to make such a request to the publishing house. Is he still considered the onion now?

But, there will always be opportunities in the future!

Xia Hongjun knew that his words had planted seeds in Wang Shuo's heart and would soon take root and sprout. If he took the lead in doing this, Wang Shuo would definitely be in a positive way.

Yes, I'm looking for more writers at that time...

The dishes at this banquet were rich and everyone was happy. In the middle, Feng Xiaogang took an opportunity and asked Xia Hongjun about the filming of "Youth".

This kid still misses the script.

Xia Hongjun laughed in his heart, but he still told him truthfully that he had never asked about this since he sold the movie adaptation rights to Director Xie.

"Brother Feng, I guess it will be released next year. Wouldn't you just have to watch it then?"

Xia Hongjun really didn't lie to him. Zhang Yimou sent him a letter to film "Love of Hawthorn Tree" because of financial matters, but Xie Jin never contacted him at all!

And Meli.

Since Mei Li was selected to play the role of Suizi and joined the shooting team, she has never sent a letter to Xia Hongjun again.

Merry....

Thinking of this name, Xia Hongjun always felt a little guilty and always felt sorry for this enthusiastic and cheerful girl.

During the meal, Xia Hongjun did not ask Ma Weidu to help identify the old furniture. It was not until after dinner that everyone arrived at the restaurant that Xia Hongjun said that he had bought a set of courtyard houses, and some of the old furniture inside asked Ma Weidu to help him see.

"Yes, Red Army, can you actually buy a courtyard house?!" Ma Weidu seemed very surprised.

After hearing Ma Weidu's words, Wang Shuo, who was a little drunk, turned his head and looked at Xia Hongjun in surprise.

Xia Hongjun had no choice but to explain that this was the money given by his parents, and he would stay in Yanjing after graduation in the future...

"When you move in one day, I'll say hello, my brother will set you a firecracker." Wang Shuo greeted with a smile before leaving.

Ma Weidu was originally a person who liked ancient furniture and ceramics and jade. Although he was just a poor editor of "Youth Literature", he had been engaged in the medicinal materials business and had accumulated some wealth. He often went to the antique market to shop. Now he heard that Xia Hongjun had a batch of ancient furniture, and he immediately had an itchy skill. He asked Xia Hongjun to take him over to see tomorrow.

Is this too impatient?

Xia Hongjun had no choice but to agree and agreed to go to Houhai the next afternoon.

There was no class the next afternoon, and it was snowing heavily outside. Xia Hongjun wrapped in his military coat and walked out of the school and put on the bus. He hurried to the entrance of Yueya Hutong in Houhai. He saw Ma Weidu waiting for him at the entrance of the alley.

The two of them greeted each other and walked towards the depths of the alley.

"This place is great." Ma Weidu praised as he walked: "It is said that the waters of Houhai are connected to the dragon veins of the Forbidden City. From ancient times to the present, they have been Feng Shui treasure land."

Eminent monks of all dynasties built temples here, while princes and ministers selected sites to build palaces and gardens on the shore. Celebrities moved to the lakeside and began their initial waterfront life on the Houhai. Therefore, as the saying goes, "There is first Shichahai, and then Yanjing City."

Ma Weidu is well-known, and Xia Hongjun listens with relish.

When they arrived at No. 48, Yueya Hutong, Xia Hongjun took out the fish-shaped lock from his coat pocket and opened the door. The two walked in. Ma Weidu stood in the middle of the yard, carefully looked at the surrounding environment, then looked at the buildings, and then entered the main hall with Xia Hongjun.

Guo Songlin had just moved out for a while, and Xia Hongjun didn't come to clean up, so the room seemed messy, and it was snowing outside and the room was a little dim.

When Xia Hongjun turned on the electric light, Ma Weidu suddenly stared at the cold chair and was stunned. He suddenly rushed up and touched it with his hands and smelled it hard with his nose.
Chapter completed!