"Let me introduce myself, I am Chen Jinghai, the editor-in-chief of Jinghai Publishing House, may I ask if this "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" was really created by Mr. Nan?"

Chen Jinghai politely shook hands with Nan Li and expressed the doubts in his heart.

Not to mention Chen Jinghai, even the director of the Tang and Song dynasties was very puzzled.

At first, he didn't know Nanli, but in the past two days, Nanli has been a mess, and it's hard to know him!

"Music Talent", "Southern Poet", "Music Poet" various labels, including "Ordinary Road" and "Youth", are popular all over the Internet, and these two songs are playing everywhere when they go shopping.

How much energy can a person have to complete so many excellent literary and artistic works at the same time?

What's more, this "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" has an old and spicy text and concise style, which involves various knowledge of astronomy and geography, astrology, medicine and divination, and it cannot be written without a certain life experience.

In their experience, they are at least 35 years old to write such a book.

Nan Li smiled slightly: "That's right, I wrote this book." This book is divided into three parts, this is only the first part, and there are two more to follow, which are called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "Heaven and Dragon Slayer". ”

Hearing Nan Li's words of affirmation, and knowing that this book is divided into three parts, they completely believed Nan Li's words.

Moreover, Nanli is also a social celebrity, and he resolutely does not dare to damage his reputation.

"What a hero, Mr. Nan, is the copyright of this book still in your hands?"

Chen Jinghai's excited face turned red, and it wasn't until Tang Song kept tugging on his sleeves that he realized that he had lost his temper, "Haha, I'm so excited, let's eat first and talk while eating." ”

"Yes, Mr. Nan hasn't eaten yet, come, let's talk while eating. Tang Song hurriedly greeted.

Soon, the three of them ordered a table of exquisite and sumptuous dishes, and Nanli rehearsed all afternoon, and he was indeed hungry, so he unceremoniously had a full meal.

Chen Jinghai sat on the side with a smile and held this "Legend of the Condor Heroes", chattering about this and that.

"Mr. Nan, the poems in your novel are really well written, are they all original by you? ”

He was amazed, groaning as he spoke, and his face was intoxicated:

"Four machines, the mandarin duck weaving wants to fly double, the poor old man is white first, the spring waves are green, the cold is deep, and the relative bath is red...... The mandarin duck was originally a double flying bird, weaving a pair, and originally wanted to fly in pairs and wings. But unexpectedly, the amorous woman is not old, her head is white, even if the spring water is rippling, the grass is green, but it makes people feel regretful!"

Tang Song on the side laughed and said: "Mr. Nan can write a sentence of 'how much sorrow can you have, just like a river flowing eastward', why should this song "Four Machines" be bothered?"

Chen Jinghai also admired again and again: "Yes, Mr. Nan is really talented, and these poems have raised the artistic conception of this novel to a higher level." ”

"Especially in the twenty-ninth round, the sentence 'Xing, the people suffer, die, the people suffer.'" The pattern is too grand, writing all the bitterness and helplessness of the people at the bottom of the feudal society, full of compassion and compassion, with this poem, this book will become a cultural classic. ”

Listening to Chen Jinghai's praise, Nan Li's face turned red, and he was a little embarrassed.

"Mr. Nan, let's talk about the manuscript fee now, this book has a total of more than one million words, we generally take the method of buying out, newcomers are generally between fifty and three hundred words per thousand, between the quality of this book, how about I give you five hundred words per thousand?"

After he was full, Chen Jinghai asked eagerly, his voice a little apprehensive.

In fact, his price is very generous for newcomers, and even some old writers who have been famous for a long time may not be worth this price, however, he absolutely knows the value of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", even if it is not as profitable as he imagined, but he will never lose, even if he loses, he is willing to let such a novel that is extremely excellent in all aspects enter the market.

This may be the sentiment of a true literati.

But at the same time, he understood that Nanli was not short of money at all.

People are well-known stars, and they can get hundreds of thousands of dollars if they participate in a commercial performance.

Sure enough, Nan Li shook his head, obviously he wouldn't sell such a classic novel at such a low price, this is simply the price of cabbage, he knows the actual value of this novel very well, but he also has to admit that the price given by Chen Jinghai is indeed very reasonable for a newcomer like him.

Seeing Nan Li shaking his head, Chen Jinghai was startled, for fear that a good book that he had finally encountered would slip out of his hand, and at the moment, before Nan Li could speak, he hurriedly rushed to say:

"If Mr. Nan thinks the price is low, I can add another two hundred, how about seven hundred thousand words?"

Nanli still shook his head.

"Nine hundred. Chen Jinghai gritted his teeth, "It really can't be higher, you must know that the top martial arts masters are at this price." ”

Nan Li smiled and said, "I don't doubt the sincerity of Editor-in-Chief Chen, but do you think I, Nan Li, have this amount of money?"

"Not bad!" Chen Jinghai said bluntly: "With Mr. Nan's fame today, it is easy to make money. ”

"That's right, the reason why I agreed to meet you is because I want more people to see this book, not for money, but for fame. Nan Li touched his nose and continued:

"Although the price you gave is very fair, I want to change the way, we will buy it out according to 300 yuan per thousand words, but I still have to share. ”

Chen Jinghai said with some embarrassment, "This doesn't seem to be in line with the rules, right? No one has ever signed a contract like this? Either buy it out or divide it into ......."

"That's because I didn't come, otherwise I would have signed up like this a long time ago. Nan Li directly interrupted him and said confidently: "Why don't we make a bet?"

"How to bet?"

"If the book sells less than 10 million copies, then we don't want to divide it, if it exceeds 10 million copies, we will score 55 points, if it exceeds 15 million copies, we will give it 4 or 6 cents, and if it exceeds 20 million copies, we will give us 37 cents. Editor-in-Chief Chen, what do you think?"

Nanli is very aware of the value of this book, this is a five-star novel rated by the system, in the introduction of the system, this book has sold more than 10 million copies in the world where culture is so prosperous, and the world is full of pirated copies.

And he lives in a world where not only has a population of more than two billion, but most importantly there is almost no piracy.

Hearing this, Chen Jinghai shook his head.

The world's cultural industry is not developed, and the sales of novels by some top masters have exceeded 10 million, not to mention that novels tend to be more entertaining, although Nanli's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" is a classic, but it is more inclined to orthodox literature, and it is a little difficult to break 5 million, let alone 20 million copies.

However, seeing that Nanli was so confident, he didn't want to break Nanli's self-confidence, so he reminded euphemistically:

"Mr. Nan, aren't you worried about losing your face if the novel hits the street?"

I said it anyway, if you insist on doing this, don't regret it when the time comes, Chen Jinghai thought secretly.