Going through the back door, although this is what happened, but talking about a head of state like this is really... exciting.
"Ahem, I told you this in advance because I was afraid that if the other party announced this later, your public relations department would not be able to respond in time." Chen Qing looked at Li Zhuo and said.
"Then we can..." Li Zhuo shook his head mid-sentence, "We can't talk about this matter. If Shi En is suspected, it may also arouse the other party's resentment, which will be self-defeating in the end."
"That's what it means."
"Okay, I understand. But it's really annoying to know such a big thing but not be able to share it with others. Mr. Chen, tell me, the reason why you told me this is not just because you want me to do it."
Get ready, do you have anything you want to share with others?"
Chen Qing smiled and said nothing.
"Okay, I don't have anyone to talk to now, so I have to endure it by myself. I'm going out to work, so I won't disturb you anymore."
…
When Zhang Zhong got up the next day, he was a little sleepy because he worked too late last night and woke up too early in the morning, so he couldn't keep up with his sleep.
But he didn't have to worry, because the flight to Yanjing was scheduled for around four o'clock in the afternoon.
After lunch, the family rushed towards Xianyang Airport.
By the time the plane landed in Yanjing, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.
Their hotel stay in Yanjing has been arranged long ago, and a hotel car will come to pick them up as soon as they get off the plane.
As soon as he got off the plane, Pengpeng recognized that this was the Capital Airport, took Zhang Zhong's hand and shouted, "Yanjing Roast Duck, Dad, Yanjing Roast Duck."
Children's memories are sometimes very bad and sometimes very good. Obviously, for Pengpeng, if there is delicious food in a place, she will definitely be able to remember it.
It was already past six o'clock when the plane arrived at the Capital Airport, and by the time they arrived at the hotel, it would be almost nine o'clock in the evening.
But Pengpeng had already fallen asleep in Zhang Zhong's arms, forgetting about the Yanjing roast duck that she cherished so much.
Since they had already had dinner on the plane, the family was not very hungry. They took a shower at the hotel and then went to bed.
Pengpeng taking a bath is still a problem.
In order to help Pengpeng take a bath, Hu Huifang worked in the bathroom for a long time. When she finally came out, her clothes were soaked. She didn't know whether it was sweat or bath water.
"Alas, this girl is getting stronger and stronger, and I won't be able to do it alone in a while." When she said this, she still looked at Zhang Zhong, "Have you talked to Yuhan on the phone in the past two days?
?”
"Pengpeng talks to her on the phone every day, but I guess I won't be able to do it tonight." Feeling his mother's sharp gaze, Zhang Zhong casually said, "I'm going back to the room to sleep first."
He went back to the room, chatted with Xu Yuhan on the phone for a few words, and told her that Pengpeng had gone to bed and there was no way to video chat tonight.
Xu Yuhan's voice was very lazy, as if she was half asleep and half awake.
Zhang Zhong knew that she was very sleepy, so he said a few words to her and hung up the phone.
Just after hanging up the phone from Xu Yuhan, Zhang Zhong was preparing to take a shower when he suddenly received a call from Chen Qing.
He looked at the word Chen Qing on the phone and sighed helplessly, thinking that this guy has been calling at night lately.
Moreover, Chen Qing must have figured out his work and rest time, so he dared to call when it was close to ten o'clock. He assumed that he was not asleep yet.
If you call me at this time, it's usually because of something abroad.
"Hey, boss, I have something to report to you. A YouTuber just contacted me and said he wanted to discuss the rights to adapt audio works."
As expected, Chen Qing's call was really a foreign matter.
"Audio adaptation rights? Which book do they want the audio adaptation rights for?"
"We said we only want "Dune" for the time being, and we may talk about other projects later," Chen Qing said.
"Sand Dune?" Zhang Zhong's tone was slightly doubtful. Among the books he published, this book was not the most suitable to be made into audio. He asked again, "What is the origin of this up owner?"
"The other person said he was a big fan of yours when he first came up. Later I checked and found out that he has indeed been making videos about you. He said he wanted to make an audio version of "Dune", not because he wanted to make money, but just
In order to benefit more readers who don’t like reading, I don’t really believe this, but I think this business can be negotiated and the other party is very sincere.”
The so-called sincerity must be the copyright fee.
Zhang nodded and said he was really sincere. Fifty thousand US dollars was not a small sum, and it was only a non-exclusive copyright for the audio adaptation rights.
"They want to talk in detail. It seems that they have great ideas for the audio adaptation of "Dune"," Chen Qing said.
"It's a good thing to have ideas, just talk to them boldly. Audio adaptation is an area that is not taken seriously. Since they want it, and they want non-exclusive copyright, it will benefit us a lot."
"What he means is that if possible, he hopes to talk to you."
"Okay." Zhang Zhong answered readily.
…
"Parker, can you stop walking back and forth like this? I'm almost knocked unconscious by you." Li sat on the sofa, looked at Parker walking back and forth, and complained.
Parker rubbed his hands, "Li, do you think pz will agree to my request?"
"I don't know." Li said angrily, "I'm not pz, how do I know what he thinks. To be honest, I'm not very optimistic about it. After all, it's just an audio adaptation right. I heard that even the film and television adaptation rights
, he rarely talks about it in person."
"That's it." Parker was a little disappointed, but also relaxed a little.
The reason why he is so nervous is not that he is afraid that Zhang Zhong will not contact him, because this is just his extravagant request. The reason why he is nervous is that if Zhang Zhong really agrees, he does not know how to communicate with Zhang Zhong.
Jingle bells.
Parker's cell phone rang, and he was a little surprised when he saw that it showed an incoming call from China.
"Hurry up and answer the phone."
"It's from China."
"I know that [Dingdian Novel www.xbooktxt.info] is from China, maybe from PZ. Aren't you ready to take it?"
"Oh, okay."
Parker answered the phone, and a man's voice came from the other side. He was young and magnetic, speaking in standard British pronunciation: "Hello, Parker, I'm Zhang Zhong. I heard you want to see me?"
Is Zhang Chong’s English so standard?
So standard that he doesn't sound like a Chinese.
"Yes, hello pz, I am Parker, and I am a fan of yours. I have been following your works for a long time, and I have been making videos related to you. Your "Dune" and "Wandering Sea"
"Bouquet" and "Flowers for Algernon" are really beautiful."