The publication of "Underwater Kingdom" has been negotiated, and Qin Zhao has been given a 10% royalty rate. For ordinary newcomers, this royalty rate is already very good.
Qin Zhao also signed a two-year contract with the company, and the commission rate is 10%, which is relatively low among all writers' agents.
Of course, except for a few special ones that can reach 50%, most writers' agents charge between 10% and 20%.
As for whether it is closer to 10% or closer to 20%, it depends on the strength of both sides.
The lower the reputation of the writer, the more junior the qualifications, the wider the agent’s network, and the stronger the operational ability, the ratio will definitely be close to 20%. If the writer is very famous and the agent is weak, the ratio will definitely be very low.
Of course, the former situation is more common, and the latter situation is relatively rare.
The combination of Zhang Zhong and Chen Qing is quite unusual. Generally, the more famous writers find agents who have a wide network of contacts.
The contract given to Qin Zhao by the company is definitely very beneficial to Qin Zhao. Not only is the commission ratio low, but the contract is also short, only two years.
After the contract is signed, the release of "Underwater Kingdom" will also be put on the agenda.
Such an important contract must be signed in person. Chen Qing originally considered that the other party was a child and it would be inconvenient to come all the way, so he planned to fly over and sign the contract in person.
However, the other party said that they were willing to fly over. Last time, they were busy during the Chinese New Year, so they could go back quickly, so it would be no problem to have free time these days.
After Chen Qing got the news, he told Chen Qing to call him when the time came to sign the contract. He was very interested in the eleven-year-old little Qin Zhao.
The day after the phone call, on the eighth day of the Lunar New Year, Qin Chenggong flew to Jiangyang with his son.
Chen Qing drove to the airport to pick up the father and son.
His father, Qin Cheng, was sitting in the passenger seat, while Qin Zhao was sitting alone in the back seat.
"Mr. Chen, I'm sorry to bother you to come pick us up." Qin Cheng said with a smile. He heard from Zhao Re that Chen Qing is not just an ordinary writer's agent. He is the general manager of the company.
boss.
The boss personally drove over to pick him up, which made Qin Cheng feel valued, and his smile came from the bottom of his heart.
"It's nothing. I was supposed to go to Luzhou, but you guys saved me a lot of trouble by coming here."
"Zhao Zhao said that he came in a hurry last time and left in a hurry and didn't take a good stroll around Jiangyang. This time he wanted to come and have a look. I thought he didn't start school anyway, so I took him here to play for a few days." Qin Cheng said.
Chen Qing nodded, "Very good. I'll see if I have time in the next few days to take you around Jiangyang."
"Mr. Chen, you really don't need it. You have so many things to do every day, how can we have the nerve to waste your time."
Chen Qing smiled and did not continue on this topic. Instead, he said to Qin Zhao behind him, "Qin Zhao, did you know anything about Jiang Yang before?"
"Yes, I heard that the prototype of the Indian Island in "Ten Little Indian Boys" is the island in the center of Jiao Lake, so I checked it on the Internet. I wanted to take a look when I came here this time," Qin Zhao replied.
road.
"The island in the middle of the lake is not very beautiful at this time, but it would be quite beautiful when it blooms. However, there is a 'Killing Game' club on the island, which may interest you."
Qin Zhao nodded, "Well, I heard about it."
In addition to reading books, he occasionally plays some puzzle games. After the "Killing Game" came out, it replaced other games and became his main game.
Chen Qing learned this news from his father Qin Cheng.
"If you want to go there, tell me in advance. The club is not a big place and there are a lot of people. You may not be able to get a seat if you go there temporarily. I know the boss, so tell me in advance and I will ask him to save a place for you." Actually.
The key is not the location. The club usually only accepts internal members, and they all go in groups. After all, it is a game that requires many people to participate. Qin Zhao may not have someone to play with him, so Chen Qing mentioned this.
Qin Cheng said, "Thank you very much, Mr. Chen."
"You're welcome." Chen Qing said with a smile, "Mr. Zhang will also be here today to sign, but you don't have to pay too much attention. He happens to be in the company, so he stopped by to take a look."
When Chen Qing talked about Mr. Zhang, Qin Cheng didn't react for a while, but then he realized that the Mr. Zhang he was talking about was Zhang Zhong.
Qin Cheng turned to glance at his son and said, "That's quite a coincidence."
Qin Zhao sat in the back seat, silent, staring at the back of the driver's seat, wondering what he was thinking.
The car quickly drove to the company, and Chen Qing took them upstairs, "I'll take you to my office."
Zhang Zhong sat in Chen Qing's office. He poured himself a cup of tea and drank it slowly. Looking at the time, Chen Qing and his father and son from the Qin family should be arriving soon.
Before he finished his cup of tea, the office door was pushed open.
Chen Qing's voice can still be heard, "I wonder if Mr. Zhang has arrived..."
Zhang Zhong looked at the door curiously, then was stunned.
He had a good memory, so he recognized the two people who followed Chen Qing in at a glance.
Aren't these the two father and son who ran a bookstore that he met in Luzhou before? It was actually them?
Qin Cheng and Qin Zhao also saw Zhang Zhong.
Although he had met them once before, Qin Cheng didn't know if Zhang Zhong still remembered them. After all, the nobles often forget things, so they had only met them once. Moreover, in Zhang Zhong's eyes, they were just little fans, and they might have no impression of them long ago.
Chen Qing didn't know that Zhang Zhong had seen them in Luzhou, and introduced him to him, "Boss, this is..."
Zhang Zhong raised his hand to interrupt his introduction, "I know, you said that this should be Qin Cheng, and this should be Qin Zhao. You two, please come and be safe."
Chen Qing looked surprised and said, "Boss, do you know them?"
"I met him when I went to Luzhou before. I didn't expect the world to be so small. Only half a year later, we met here."
"This world is really small." Chen Qing exclaimed.
Qin Cheng was flattered and said, "I didn't expect Teacher Zhang to still remember us."
"Since we are acquaintances, let's relax and sit down first." Zhang Zhong asked them to sit down.
He poured three more cups of tea for the three of them, and Qin Cheng quickly stood up to take it.
"You're welcome." Zhang Zhong waved his hand, then turned to Qin Zhao and said something that made Qin Cheng and Chen Qing confused, "Kid, it seems that my goodbye at that time was still meaningful."
Qin Zhao nodded shyly. In fact, in his heart, the goodbye that Zhang Zhong said when he left had already been meaningful, just when his father gave him the specially signed book.