"I have very little talent and little moral integrity. I have racked my brains and energy to write the work "Guns and Guns". I dare not compare it with Wei Zhizhou's masterpiece..."
"Mr. Jusheng, you are trying to offend me!"
After hearing this, Bai Gui quickly became humble.
Although he thought in his heart that his masterpiece Guns and Guns was not much worse than Haiguo Tuzhi, Wei Yuan was a senior after all, and he was a junior, so he had to be humble...
If Zhang Jusheng didn't look fake when he said this, he probably thought Zhang Jusheng was trying to flatter him.
If any stupid young man really accepted this sentence, the consequences would be disastrous.
In addition, when Wei Yuan was the official of Zhizhou, it is more appropriate for Bai Gui, as a descendant, to call Wei Zhizhou. Adding the surname and official position is also a way of addressing, such as Du Gongbu. Although Zhang Jusheng can be regarded as a descendant of Wei Yuan, he was born in the Hanlin Academy.
His status is not low, and it is not an exaggeration to call him Wei Mo Shen.
"Meihe, you are right to be cautious."
When Zhang Jusheng heard this, he immediately understood it, shook his head and chuckled.
He didn't have any bad intentions, but he thought the book Guns and Guns was really good, so he praised it so much. But Bai Gui's humility at this time undoubtedly made him take a high look at it.
"This is Gao Mengdan, the steward of the Press and Translation Office, and a scholar by trade..."
"Brother Gao is also responsible for compiling the book Guns and Guns this time..."
Manager Liao introduced a second person. This person was younger than Zhang Jusheng, but he was also a middle-aged man in his forties. He wore round glasses. He was a scholar. As he got older, there was basically no one who did not wear glasses.
"Thank you, Brother Gao, for taking the trouble to compile this time."
Bai Gui and Gao Mengdan shook hands.
Although Gao Mengdan's status is higher than that of Zhang Jusheng, Bai Gui and him are not far behind each other. Their ranks of fame are the same, so they can call him brother Gao instead of sir.
"Brother Meihe, I have long admired your name in Shanghai."
Gao Mengdan had a smile on his face.
The two shake hands.
Then Manager Liao also introduced several people in the box one by one. Most of them have academic achievements. Even if they don't have academic achievements, they are from middle schools or Western-style schools.
Rongshun Restaurant is a famous local local cuisine restaurant in Shanghai and one of the birthplaces of local cuisine. The dishes are made of fish, shrimp, crab, eel and other fresh food, and are famous for their fine selection of ingredients and mellow flavor.
During the banquet.
There are more than 20 dishes on display, including the signature dishes of Babao Duck, Braised Sansi, Salt and Pepper Pork Ribs, Squirrel Yellow Croaker, Bamboo Shoots and Eel Paste, as well as fried river shrimps, large black ginseng with shrimps and other famous dishes.
"No wonder Mr. Bai said that Japan is a country lacking in delicious food..."
After taking a few bites of the food, Mitsuko Yamada suddenly felt that some of the dishes he had eaten all day long in Japan were indeed much bland.
"Wanshen is very nourishing, please eat more."
"Just recovered from illness..."
Bai Gui picked up a pair of chopsticks, shrimps, scallops, and black ginseng, and put them into Mitsuko Yamada's bowl.
During the scene, these people were not surprised at all. They were all old and had never seen anything. Besides, the young man's admiration for Ai was as it should be. Just don't delay the business.
Everyone has a certain tolerance and patience towards celebrities and geniuses.
"This is the contract for the second issue. Mr. Bai can take a look at it first."
After almost eating, Manager Liao took out the contract from his briefcase and said.
Director Zhang will not be involved in signing the contract. He relies on Manager Liao and others. He came here this time to make acquaintance with Bai Gui. He will not interfere with matters related to the contract.
"The pricing is reasonable, um..., with the 38% copyright tax, will your printing office suffer too much loss?"
"I am also a very easy-to-talk person..."
Bai Gui couldn't help but frown after reading the contract.
A bit too generous.
As a writer, he is embarrassed to charge such high royalties.
"Brother Meihe, you don't know how popular this book is in China. It is often shipped in the morning, and in the afternoon the bookstore will inform you that it is out of stock."
"With the popularity of this book, our printing office will not make less money..."
Manager Liao was slightly startled, then explained.
He didn't know why Bai Gui didn't sign a contract with them in Japan for the second issue. He thought that Bai Gui was ready to sell it for a price, so the Commercial Press also increased the royalties for the second issue a lot.
After hearing this, Bai Gui nodded. This was just a question. Since the Commercial Press itself was making money, he didn't have to refuse any more. He immediately wrote his name and stamped it with his private seal.
After dinner.
Several directors of the Commercial Press had already left, leaving only Manager Liao to accompany them.
Exited Rongshun Hall.
door.
Oriental cars were speeding along.
"Brother Liao, I am new to Shanghai and I don't know where the Jingwu Sect is. I would like to ask Brother Liao for some guidance..."
Bai Gui said.
"Jingwu Sect..."
Manager Liao was surprised for a while, then glanced at Bai Gui. There was a big difference between practicing martial arts and not practicing martial arts. He had also investigated Bai Gui and knew that Bai Gui had good kung fu, and it was not low.
However, Fist of Fury is still quite famous in the Shanghai market, after all, it is supported by Huo Yuanjia.
But after he thought about it for a moment, he understood something.
"Brother Meihe, please wait a moment. I'll invite a carriage from the press to come here."
Manager Liao said.
A man relies on his clothes, and a horse relies on his saddle.
If Bai Gui just went to Jingwu Sect directly and rashly, who knows if he would meet an ignorant fool.
After a while, a high-end carriage stopped in front of Rongshun Hall.
"This is Director Zhang's special carriage. I'll lend it to Brother Meihe for your temporary use in Shanghai. Please don't refuse."
Manager Liao smiled, now they are the hosts, and Bai Gui is the guest, hospitality is a must. Besides, a carriage can be a favor without any expense. In addition, with Bai Gui's wealth, he does not lack this.
Carriage money.
He said and pointed to the coachman on the carriage shaft, "This is Shunzi, who has been with you, Brother Mihe, these days."
"Shunzi, do you remember?"
"This is Xianggong Bai. Please listen to it and use it carefully. Don't be slow in the slightest!"
Manager Liao said to Shunzi.
"Master Liao, look what you said, how dare I treat Master Bai so rudely? This master, please take a seat. I will take you to Jingwu Sect."
Shunzi got off the carriage, opened the door curtain, and said with an apologetic smile.
Mitsuko Yamada walked in first.
Then Bai Gui thanked Manager Liao and got into the carriage.
The law!
The speed of the carriage is neither fast nor slow, and the roads in Shanghai are good.
Not bumpy.
About half an hour later, we arrived at the British Concession.
The patrol officer from the patrol room came forward to inquire as usual. When he saw that it was Director Zhang's private seat, he took a quick look and felt relieved.
The carriage continued to drive for a while and then stopped.
"Senior Brother, Senior Brother, a high-end carriage suddenly came outside the door. It must be a big shot..."
"High-end carriage? How high-end?"
"Visually estimated that the carriage is worth at least a hundred silver dollars..."
"What are you doing so frizzy? Go call my dad!"
Not long after, everyone in the Jingwu Sect was dressed in costumes and waiting in front of the door.
