The time came to half past ten before we knew it, and the negotiations between Chu Heng and Chrissy also reached a stalemate.
Crissy and others made concessions one after another, increasing the starting point of the tiered royalties from 5% to 6%, and also lowered the initial sales threshold from the initial 10,000 copies to 8,000.
In other words, if a book does not exceed 8,000 yuan, its royalties are 6%. If it exceeds 8,000 yuan, it will automatically enter the next step.
But Chu Heng and the others were still not satisfied with this, insisting on a starting point royalty of 6.5% and an initial threshold of 5,000 books.
Seeing that it was impossible to persuade them, Chrissy, who was not in a good condition, showed a little irritability.
He took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He glanced at Chu Heng, who was sitting leisurely opposite him eating snacks. The irritability in his heart suddenly became more intense. Then his brain became hot and he didn't intend to continue chatting with them.
He stood up and used his trump card Stud: "Chu, if you still insist on your conditions, I think I can only give up on this transaction because I can't see your sincerity."
The subordinates around him who had been angry for a long time couldn't help but were stunned when they saw this. They were all a little surprised by his move and felt that he was a little anxious. It was far from time to use this killer move.
However, as their subordinates, they naturally would not contradict their boss at this time, so they all stood up to cooperate and made a gesture of leaving.
"I agree!"
"Then let's go."
"It's long overdue."
"When did you become blind? You still can't see sincerity! Let me tell you, Chrissy, the starting point of 6.5% is already the most sincerity I can show!" Chu Heng sneered and scanned these.
He glanced at me and raised his hand nonchalantly in a please gesture: "Since you are not even satisfied with this, please leave. I will find better buyers for these books again."
"By the way, one thing I want to remind you is that if you dare to walk out of this room now, this transaction will be permanently terminated!"
"..."
The room instantly became quiet.
Although Li Jiangqi and others had no change on their faces, they all became nervous in their hearts. Some clenched their fists, and some used drinking water to cover up. They were all secretly gauging the reaction of the other party, for fear that Chu Heng would get away with it, and the other party would really
Go away.
However, Chrissy and the others, who had just resolutely prepared to leave, froze in place after hearing Chu Heng's words, with blank faces on their faces.
Why didn't this follow the script?
On the way to negotiate, Chrissy had a brief exchange with his colleagues. At that time, he vowed to tell others that they were the only buyers of the books in Chu Heng's hands, and that the other party was also very eager to sell them.
If necessary, they can threaten to cancel the transaction to force the other party to make concessions.
But now, they have come up with their trump card, but the other party not only refuses to give in, they don't even have the intention to stay.
As a result, Chrissy and others, who had planned to put on a show, were at a loss for a while. They couldn't leave or sit down.
The subordinates blinked and looked at the boss with questioning eyes.
what to do?
To go or not to go?
Under their gaze, Krissy frowned and looked at Chu Heng who was calm and calm, and felt a little unsure in her heart. She didn't know if he was just showing off or if he was really not afraid of them leaving.
It was silent for a few seconds.
After all, Krissy still didn't dare to gamble. She twitched the corner of her mouth, tried hard to put on a fake smile on her face, and sat back naturally: "Haha, I was joking with you, Chu, I didn't expect you to be serious.
."
What is shameful or not?
For capitalists, face is dispensable in the face of money.
As long as you can make money, it doesn't matter what you do!
When the others saw this, they also sat back coquettishly. They felt that they had lost face and even lowered their heads and did not dare to look at the person opposite.
It can be seen from this that these people are destined to be unable to establish themselves as capitalists, and those who cannot be bosses will only be workers for the rest of their lives.
"Your joke is not funny at all." Chu Hengpi glanced at Chrissy with a smile, picked up the cigarette case on the table, lit a cigarette leisurely and took a puff.
"Maybe you are not used to our American humor." Chrissie shrugged and said in a thoughtful tone: "But it is not an option to remain in a stalemate like this now. I suggest that we should terminate the negotiation first and go back to eat something to adjust.
How about we calm down, sort out our thoughts, and start over again in the afternoon?"
"Not very good." Chu Heng looked at him sideways and said in a calm tone: "Until the terms are negotiated, none of you are allowed to leave this room. If anyone dares to go out, this negotiation will be declared over!"
Chrissy's face darkened instantly and she glared at Chu Heng: "What on earth are you going to do?! Do you really think you've got me? Do you really think we have to have your book?"
"You can go if you don't want to! No one is stopping you." Chu Heng crossed his legs and pointed at the door, looking very indifferent.
"you……"
Krissy gritted his teeth and stared at him. His face turned blue and white several times. In the end, he still did not dare to give up the deal out of anger. He sighed dejectedly, rubbed his swollen temples, and said:
"Damn it! You really don't look like a Chinese at all! You are simply a complete villain!"
"You win, Chu, we can start over."
Seeing this, Jiang Fanghao and others let out a long sigh of relief.
"That's right." Chu Heng laughed, sat upright, and continued the previous topic: "So, do you have any other opinions on the starting point of 6.5 that we proposed?"
"Of course we don't agree. Six percent is already our maximum bottom line, which is already very high for new authors."
"In this case, then everyone might as well take a step back. We agree on a starting point of 6% and the initial sales threshold should be lowered to 4,000."
"Are you kidding me?!"
A tug-of-war began again, but the momentum of the Chrissy side who had lost the initiative was much weaker than before. Coupled with physical fatigue and mental pressure, they soon began to test again and again.
Compromises were made time and time again.
It continued like this until around two o'clock in the afternoon, when the two parties finally negotiated preliminary terms and signed a draft agreement on the spot.
In the end, the starting point for the royalties for those more than 100 books will be 6%. When the sales volume reaches 5,000 to 20,000, it will rise to 7%, and 20,000 to 40,000 will be 7%.
Eight, and so on from now on, the maximum is 20%, but the sales volume is also very high, reaching more than 300,000 copies.
It can be said that if calculated according to this condition, Chrissy basically did not take advantage of Chu Heng. Of course, he definitely still made some money, but it was just a little less.
However, for a capitalist who drinks human blood, less profit means loss. When Chrissy signed the draft agreement, his mood was heavier than when his grandfather died.
