Li Heng turned to look at Zou Ping: "Editor Zou, where are you?"
At this critical moment, Chen Xiaomi and Wang Runwen looked at each other directly.
Facing three pairs of eyes, Zou Ping sighed: "Thousand Characters 30 is already the highest royalty standard in China, and "Harvest" magazine can only give so much."
Upon hearing this, Chen Xiaomi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Later, her eyes moved to Li Heng, wanting to see what he decided?
After accepting the look of this stinky woman, Li Heng didn't understand what the other party An was thinking, but he ignored it at all, but turned to ask:
"Editor Zou, what about the royalties? What is your club's percentage?"
Chen Xiaomi was a little confused when she heard it.
Zou Ping was also mindless and asked subconsciously: "What royalties?"
No wonder he asked this.
Because this is the first time in his ten years of career that a writer has asked about royalties.
Before this, Zou Ping had no idea at all in his subconscious mind.
The two of them were not surprised by Li Heng. After all, Wang Shuo, the first man to get royalties in his later generations, was Wang Shuo, and he thought it would happen two years later.
But he still said: "Two, I remember that the country introduced a policy a few years ago, and formulated a royalty ratio of "5% basic royalty remuneration for 10,000 copies".
If I say I don’t have any royalties, I will reach an agreement with your club to print the royalties…”
At this point, he deliberately stopped and looked at the two of them meaningfully, with the meaning already very obvious.
He has a big heart, knowing that it is impossible to do it, and knowing that the possibility of getting royalties is almost zero, but he also wants to give it a try.
Or, even if it has not been done this time, with today's preparation, maybe it will be done next time?
After all, he had seen big money in his previous life, and his vision and ambition were far greater than those of his peers.
When Wang Shuo was able to accomplish this in his previous life, he wanted to see if there was a slight chance of being two years in advance?
If so, he would do something great. With this identity, he would be able to rush around in the literary world in the future, and all literati have to accept his love.
If it fails, it's nothing. Just hold your tail up in shame. If it doesn't work, let's turn to a magazine and earn RMB honestly.
Upon hearing this, Chen Xiaomi and Zou Ping looked at each other and were stunned. Their first reaction was that they felt that Li Heng was young and energetic, and they were too ignorant!
Too ridiculous!
It is true that the country has this policy, but there are policies above and countermeasures below. In reality, no one has ever received royalties.
Even Mr. Ba, the editor-in-chief of "Harvest" magazine, who has a unique status, has made no exception and has received the royalties in a regular manner.
Chen Xiaomi and Zou Ping agreed that "Living" is good and amazing, but it has not been so good that Li Heng can surpass the publishing house with his identity as a new writer.
The two editors were twisted and silent on the spot.
This scene made the English teacher feel nervous. She wanted to persuade Li Heng very much, but because of the wrong occasion, she didn't say it.
Seeing that Chen Xiaomi and Zou Ping had no opinion in a tacit understanding, Li Heng looked up at the alarm clock on the wall and stood up and said, "Two, class is about to begin. I have to go to class first. Let's see you in the afternoon."
Seeing that he was really leaving, Zou Ping couldn't help but say, "Teacher Li, there is no precedent in printing the royalties before. I can't give you an answer immediately. I have to ask the community for instructions."
Li Heng smiled and said, "Yes, I'm not in a hurry. Please keep your identity confidential for me. See you later."
After saying that, he opened the door of the room and was really leaving.
Chen Xiaomi frowned as he looked at his departure back. She felt that the army he had worked hard to become air again.
After a while, Zou Ping, who calmed down, thanked Wang Runwen and said, "Teacher Wang, I'm sorry to you today. I have to contact the leaders of the club now, so I'll take the lead."
Wang Runwen sent him to the door, "This is a simple task. Editor Zou is too polite, please go slowly."
After two of them left at once, the room became deserted in an instant. Chen Xiaomi looked at Wang Runwen, especially after a few glances at his plump breasts, and finally offered to say goodbye.
…
"Dingling...Dinglingling..."
Shanghai Stock Exchange, Office of Editor-in-Chief of Harvest Magazine.
After the ringtone rang three times, the editor-in-chief stopped chatting with Mr. Ba opposite and got up and picked up the receiver.
"Hey, who?"
"Editor-in-chief, it's me, Zouping."
When he heard it was Zou Ping, Editor-in-Chief Liao glanced at Mr. Ba next to him and asked, "How is the situation? What is the follow-up part of "Alive"?"
Zou Ping replied: "The situation is a bit complicated. But the follow-up part of "Living" is very good! Very good! Going to the next level than the previous 40,000 words..."
At this point, Zou Ping paused, feeling a little incoherent, and then continued to say:
"I haven't seen a work of this level for a long time. This is the highest level of submission I have received since I entered the industry. I guess it will be difficult to get it again in the next few years."
Editor-in-chief Liao understands Zouping, has a calm personality, does not like to brag, and is a practical talent. He repeatedly said that the subsequent part of "Living" will definitely be fine.
Editor-in-chief Liao asked tightly: "Since that's the case, why not take it as soon as possible? Could it be that "people's literature" snatched it?"
“Not yet…”
This is a request for instructions in the community, and Zouping dared not hide anything.
I immediately told Li Heng's age, knowledge and inspiration, the second uncle, the matter of reading hundreds of books, and the requirements for printing and remuneration.
It does not fall into words, no exaggeration, no reduction, and focuses on a real restoration.
After listening patiently, Editor Liao said that his facial expressions were no better than those of Chen Xiaomi and Zou Ping, and he was all shocked.
After a while, he looked at Mr. Ba and asked, "Teacher, did you hear it?"
In such a quiet room, I naturally heard it, and Mr. Ba nodded with a smile.
Editor-in-chief Liao looked surprised: "Aged 17! Not 18! I wrote "Living", how much do you believe?"
Mr. Ba was silent for a long time and said with emotion: "Some things are there, but they can't be pretended. Didn't you hear that his father is doing education? Didn't you hear that hundreds or thousands of books saved?"
Editor-in-chief Liao said: "But..."
Mr. Ba waved his hand and interrupted: "Xiao Zou said that the competitors are from the same place as December, and people did not suspect Cunshu and the second uncle on the spot. That is mostly there, most of it is real."
Editor-in-chief Liao asked: "Do you want Zouping to investigate?"
Mr. Ba shook his head, "The person who can write "Living" is a genius and is not suitable for disturbing him rashly."
Editor-in-chief Liao nodded when he heard this.
In fact, the investigation cannot find anything. Even Zouping will feel inferior. So this "December" is not about being well-educated, but at least he is a person with knowledge and knowledge. He has real materials.
After thinking through the joints here, Editor Liao solicited opinions: "Teacher, what about royalties..."
Mr. Ba asked back: "What do you think?"
Editor-in-chief Liao shook his head: "There is no precedent!"
Mr. Ba took the teacup and sipped, "Then we won't have a chance to "Alive"."
Editor-in-chief Liao asked: "Are you talking about "people's literature"?"
Mr. Ba said: "Who will you take care of first with the same conditions?"
Of course he is a fellow villager, Editor Liao understood this truth: "Printable royalties..."
After the five words "printable royalties" were released, Editor Liao did not say anything further, but looked at the teacher steadily.
This inexplicably reminded Mr. Ba of the past years when many literati were short of money and committed suicide. After a long time, he put down his teacup and said:
"It is not easy for literati to be aware of it. The sky of literature in the new era should be wider and dazzling."
What is a noble person?
That's it!
The final result!
Editor-in-chief Liao was stunned and knew what to do. Later, he ordered the other end of the phone:
"We can agree to some of the requirements put forward in December, but after all, it is a precedent and must be restricted..."
Chapter completed!