After leaving Tianhai Publishing House, Yang Jianguang didn't take this matter to heart.
There are so many publishing houses in the world, and you don’t have to choose just one, Tianhai Publishing House.
And now his income is quite stable, with ten thousand or twenty thousand coming into his account a day. After all the hard work, he sells ten thousand copies and gets 10% of it. After tax, it may not be as good as the income from the sales of the Walkman in a few days.
For this reason, Yang Jianguang planned to go back directly. Lin Hongbiao would just say hello later.
Just as Yang Jianguang was about to leave, Xinwu's anxious voice sounded behind him.
"Brother Jianguang, Brother Jianguang, etc..."
Yang Jianguang turned around and saw that Xinwu, who was wearing gold-rimmed glasses, was panting and chasing after him.
Seeing this, Yang Jianguang's inner unhappiness had long since dissipated. Although the people at Tianhai Publishing House were very ignorant, Xinwu had always been on his side and spoke for him.
"Editor-in-Chief Xinwu, thank you for being so optimistic about my "Zhuxian", but since the boss of your company is no longer interested, please don't bother with this matter."
Hearing this, the panting Xin Wu hurriedly waved his hand, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and then said with difficulty. "Brother Jianguang, you misunderstood. I'm not here to ask you to go back to Tianhai Publishing House. You said
You're right, the contract signing is a matter between both parties, and if you're not satisfied, I shouldn't force you to come to Tianhai to sign the contract and publish it."
After saying that, Xinwu shrugged and showed a relaxed smile, "Also, I have resigned from Tianhai, so you don't need to call me editor-in-chief."
"You actually resigned?"
This news surprised Yang Jianguang. The position of editor-in-chief is not low in the publishing house. He is basically the second-in-command. He did not expect that Xinwu would have such determination.
"Yes!" Xinwu smiled and nodded,
"Tianhai is no longer the Tianhai Publishing House I knew before. In order to make money these years, the boss has been collecting some ridiculous romance novels. I have long wanted to leave!"
Now that Xinwu had made up his mind, Yang Jianguang did not persuade him anymore, but just congratulated him on finding a suitable job.
As for Xinwu, it is completely impossible to find a job. Basically, all major publishing houses are vying for such senior editors in the industry, who have strength, performance and qualifications.
After the two of them chatted for a while, Xinwu couldn't wait to see Yang Jianguang get into the topic.
"Brother Jianguang, you are a genius. Are you interested in trying it with me again?"
Yang Jianguang's heart moved. "What do you mean? Try finding another publishing house?"
"No, we will directly contact the manufacturer for printing!" Xinwu immediately shook his head and denied it.
"Brother Jianguang, I'm going to set up a publishing house myself!"
"I have also gotten to know some book channel resources over the years. As long as you give me the copyright of "Zhu Xian" and I personally check the sales channels and printing quality, this book will definitely become popular!"
After saying that, Xinwu stared at Yang Jianguang with bright eyes, a look of anticipation on his face.
Only then did Yang Jianguang realize what Xinwu meant.
After leaving Tianhai Publishing House in anger, this senior editor actually wanted to go it alone!
Yang Jianguang hesitated for a while and did not answer. Xinwu became anxious when he saw this, and immediately stretched out five fingers and said impatiently. "Fifteen points, I will give you an additional five points of sales commission!"
Facing Xinwu's extremely sincere words, Yang Jianguang's heart moved.
The commission of fifteen points for the book is already a commission that only famous writers can get. I never expected that Shinmu would be so optimistic about his novel.
After thinking about it, Yang Jianguang still extended his right hand towards Xinwu.
"Okay, then let's leave a phone number and you can send me your email. I'll write the next chapters and send them to you!"
"Okay...great." Xinwu was overjoyed and excitedly held Yang Jianguang's right hand.
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On the other side, inside Tianhai Publishing House.
After several hours, Zhang Xiong and Cheng Lin finally looked away with unfulfilled interest.
Zhang Xiong just glanced at the first 100,000 words that Xinwu brought in before and didn't take it to heart. Now that he took a serious look at it, Zhang Xiong was immediately impressed by this novel.
Wonderful fighting scenes, an unprecedentedly grand worldview, and clear emotional lines...
He began to regret that Modie, such an unprecedented masterpiece, was actually regarded as rubbish by himself before?
Only then did Zhang Xiong realize that the ten-point commission given by Xinwu was not excessive at all!
Thinking of this, Zhang Xiong suddenly reacted, quickly picked up the phone, found Xinwu's number, and dialed it!
I must fight for this copy of "Zhu Xian"!
When the contract is signed, I will immediately work overtime to print 10,000 copies, no, 100,000 copies, and they will be sold throughout Pengcheng and even Guangzhou!
Soon, the call was connected. Before Xinwu could speak, Zhang Xiong couldn't wait to say. "Hello, is this Xinwu? I'm Zhang Xiong!"
"Don't worry, I don't blame you. Tianhai's door will always be open to you, and you will always be the editor-in-chief of Tianhai Publishing House!"
"What's the matter? Nothing. I just wanted to ask if the author of the novel just now is still there? You're right, this novel is very good..."
Before Zhang Xiong finished speaking his flattering words, Xin Wu's merciless words rang out.
"I'm sorry, boss, I plan to set up a publishing house, and "Zhu Xian" has been signed by me in advance."
Zhang Xiong was stunned, holding the microphone in disbelief.
"Also, if the boss is fine, please don't call me. Mr. Yang's attitude towards you is not very good. I'm afraid Mr. Yang will misunderstand... Dududu."
When he heard the busy signal on the phone, Zhang Xiong's face turned from white to green, and then from green to black, which was particularly exciting.
After a long time, he gritted his teeth and roared.
"Damn it, this damn Shinwu. Didn't he just have a bad attitude towards him? He actually said he wanted to set up a publishing house and wouldn't come back!"
Cheng Lin on the side also reacted belatedly, and he breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, "Zhu Xian" was not signed by Xin Wu. Otherwise, if this novel became popular, wouldn't he be able to surpass Xin Wu in his lifetime?
No, I must not let Xinwu have any chance to come back to Tianhai!
Thinking about it, Cheng Lin also started to accuse Xinwu with an indignant look.
"White-eyed wolf, what a white-eyed wolf! Boss, you have cultivated him for so long, and he actually treats you like this!"
"I'm telling you, you did the right thing by firing him! This kind of villain is not worthy of staying in our Tianhai Publishing House!"
"You know what the heck you are!" Zhang Xiong was in pain, but Cheng Lin's flattery had no effect, and instead he was scolded.
"Without the return of Xinwu, we won't be able to sign "Zhuxian". We will lose a hit novel, and how much money will be lost!"
As he was being scolded, Cheng Lin already scolded Zhang Xiong like shit in his heart.
It's you who signs it, and it's you who regrets it if you don't sign it. Why are you scolding me?
You know, if you know, you won’t look down on Yang Jianguang and drive him away!
After scolding Zhang Xiong, Cheng Lin put a smile on his face again. "Don't worry, boss, no matter how good-looking "Zhu Xian" is, it is not a popular martial arts novel after all, and it may not be accepted by people!"
"As for Xinwu actually daring to rebel and open a publishing house, I'm afraid it's this book "Zhuxian" that he relies on! We have ruined the sales of "Zhuxian", shouldn't Xinwu cry and beg you for mercy?
"
"Destroy the sales of "Zhu Xian"? He sells his, how can we destroy his novel?" Zhang Xiong looked puzzled.
Hearing this, Cheng Lin smiled mysteriously and whispered into Zhang Xiong's ear.
"Look, boss, we have so many channels in Tianhai. All we have to do is wait for the new "Zhu Xian" to be released, discredit it in the novel circle, publish a few martial arts novels, and steal its business..."
Listening to Cheng Lin's words, Zhang Xiong's eyes became brighter and brighter, and he laughed.
"Okay, okay, let's do it like this!"
After saying that, Zhang Xiong looked outside with cold eyes and sneered.
Xinwu, ah, Xinwu, you dare to disobey me and steal business from me, relying on a yellow-haired boy? I will make you live and die!