"However, you have to agree to one condition." Xu Jixin showed a delisting smile, looking a bit cunning.
"What conditions?"
"In the future, we can only provide articles to our Oriental Daily. Other newspapers, whether it is Ming Pao, Sing Tao Daily, Wen Wei Po, Ta Kung Pao, or Xiangjiang Commercial Daily, are not allowed to provide articles. They can only provide articles to our Oriental Daily." Xu Jixin said word by word.
"Isn't this a bit overbearing?" Lin Xiaoguang frowned.
"Actually, according to the boss's wishes, we can just settle the royalties in one lump sum and treat it as a good relationship with Lin Xiaosheng. However, it has always been Mr. Lin who put forward the conditions, and we passively dealt with it. If we agree too easily, Mr. Lin will inevitably go further.
, so I decided to limit it."
Xu Jixin stared at him: "This is the condition I came up with. If Mr. Lin does not agree, the royalties of more than two million Hong Kong dollars will not be paid at once."
"The newspaper office has its own rules. We admit that Mr. Lin is very talented, but we cannot be arrogant and ignore the rules of the newspaper office, which makes it difficult for us. Mr. Lin, don't you think so?" Xu Jixin smiled for the first time.
This old fox actually came up with such a trick, Lin Xiaoguang felt helpless.
He had an idea and asked: "It's not impossible to agree to this condition, but I would like to ask, when you said that I can only submit articles to Oriental Daily in the future, do you mean Chinese works or English works, martial arts novels or other
?”
"Of course they are Chinese works, martial arts novels, and others..." Xu Jixin said, feeling bad, as if he had fallen into a trap.
"If your newspaper doesn't accept my manuscript, I can't submit it to another newspaper?"
"Of course, but I believe that Mr. Lin's talent will not be rejected by us as long as it is not intentional." Xu Jixin shook his head, forget it, as long as his future martial arts novels are serialized in Oriental Daily, he doesn't care about the rest.
Woolen cloth.
"Then I have one last question." Lin Xiaoguang smiled: "In the future, my manuscript fees for Oriental Daily will be calculated as five hundred per thousand words, and will be paid in one lump sum before serialization?"
Xu Jixin nodded, then shook his head: "This depends on the quality of the novel."
"That's hard to say. I think it's worth a thousand words and five hundred. If you think it's not worth it, wouldn't I be at a loss?" Lin Xiaoguang shook his head.
"Mr. Lin, please believe in our professional ethics as editors. As long as the manuscript is excellent, we will never tell lies with open eyes." Xu Jixin's eyes were firm.
"Okay, I believe it for now." Lin Xiaoguang nodded.
"Then I have one final question. If I submit a novel with two million words tomorrow, and after your newspaper reviews it, it decides to stick to the five-hundred-word version, will I get one million Hong Kong dollars tomorrow?"
"Of course this won't work."
Xu Jixin stood up abruptly, a little sullenly: "Mr. Lin, I know you are more productive, but you also know the situation of our Oriental Daily supplement. It is impossible to serialize several of your novels at the same time. Even if you are short of money, you will not
As for the idea of Dongfang Daily, how about using this method to spread wool?"
"unacceptable."
"Editor Xu, I just said casually, why are you angry? Forget it, it's my fault, don't be weird with me, okay."
Lin Xiaoguang waved his hand: "I agree to all your conditions. Can I get all my royalties now?"
"Of course not. It's just empty talk. I have to see your manuscript." Xu Jixin shook his head.
"Okay then, I brought it over. It's downstairs. Let's pay now."
So far, only 260,000 words of the five-million-word novel have been serialized, and there are still 4.74 million words left. Lin Xiaoguang’s efficiency has improved a lot since using a printer to copy the book, and he was the first to finish copying this book.
, other Kunlun, Buddha is Tao, and Zhu Xian, I only wrote a little bit.
There are indeed a lot of words in Shuanglong of the Tang Dynasty. On A4 manuscript paper, a maximum of one thousand words can be printed on one page. One hundred sheets is a thick stack, nearly five million words, which is nearly fifty stacks. Even if they are placed neatly,
In the box, there are two full boxes.
He and Zhong Wenzhang spent a lot of effort to move two boxes of manuscripts weighing hundreds of kilograms from upstairs, then moved them to the taxi stand, found a taxi, and moved them into the trunk.
Only then did I find Oriental Daily.
After Lin Xiaoguang and Mingbo came down, they had to move into the Oriental Daily Building.
But this time, Mingbo called the company's employees and finally moved the manuscripts into the elevator and finally moved them to the Oriental Daily company office.
This day, the whole afternoon, was spent reviewing manuscripts. Because there were too many, I took a cursory glance at them, then turned them over, and continued to turn them over. Finally, I made a rough calculation and got a rough number, 4.78 million.
It was 40,000 words more than Lin Xiaoguang calculated by himself.
After counting the number of words, finally, before dark, Lin Xiaoguang received the royalties, and Xu Jixin asked the finance department to transfer all the remaining money, 2.39 million Hong Kong dollars, into his account.
After getting the money, the two left the Oriental Daily building.
On the way back, in the taxi, Zhong Wenzhang sighed and said: "Two million and four hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars should be enough for a food company. However, I have seen crazy people. I have never seen anyone as crazy as you. You can make so much money all at once."
If you pay too much for your manuscript, I'm afraid you are unprecedented and unprecedented."
"Where did this come from!" Lin Xiaoguang shook his head and breathed a sigh of relief. With these two million and four hundred thousand Hong Kong dollars, the start-up capital was barely enough.
The taxi drove directly to Sham Shui Po. The office of Qinhuai Food and Beverage Company, the company registered by Ji Yun, is here. It is very close to the Tsuen Wan Line of the MTR under construction. This area is currently an emerging business district and is not very prosperous, but in the future
It requires great development.
Lin Xiaoguang liked this place because of its better location.
To the south is Yau Tsim Mong, Kowloon, which is very close, and to the northwest are Kwai Tsing and Tsuen Wan. The company is located here, and the office is relatively close to the factory. At the same time, it is also closer to the dormitory of Wah Run Company. It will be more convenient for him to run in both directions in the future.
You don't have to spend a lot of time on the road.
The office building Ji Yun selected was a bit old and a bit backward. There were not many companies settled in it and the price was relatively cheap.
Lin Xiaoguang rented an office area of 2,000 square feet and purchased office facilities and supplies. Except for the three of them, there was nothing else in the company. There were no other employees and no business operations. It was even simpler than an MLM company.
After they arrived by taxi, they went directly upstairs. When they arrived at the company, they found that Ji Yun hadn't left yet.
"It's past 7 o'clock, I got off work early, why are you still working overtime?"
"Because there are a lot of things."
Ji Yun smiled: "Boss, there are instant coffee manufacturers in Xiangjiang, and there are quite a few. I contacted them to see if I could buy them. The same goes for ham sausage, which is available locally in Xiangjiang, as well as milk tea, Taiwan
There are manufacturers selling machines over there, and I want to check them out, but the only one that has not made any progress is the spicy strips."
"Boss, you said that the spicy strips are in the mainland. When will you bring them over for us to take a look at? It's less than fifteen days since you left work."