When he woke up in the morning, Lin Bao got dressed and went out, and saw that there was no sound in the second bedroom opposite. Then I went to the bathroom, washed up, and got ready to go out.

Now that there are more customers in the store, Lin Bao also pays more and more attention to the quality of the ingredients in the store. So, now, it's almost like going to the wholesale market early and spending more time choosing the freshest vegetables and meat.

When he grabbed his car keys and was ready to go out.

The door of the second bedroom suddenly opened, and Xiao Yutong, who was yawning, walked out of the room: "Eh, senior brother, are you going out?"

Lin Bao nodded: "I'm going to buy ingredients." You can just rest a little longer and come out and help me close the door. ”

"No, I have to hurry back to school, and there is still the old man's class at eight o'clock in the morning. ”

"Old man?"

"Teacher Qian!" Xiao Yutong smiled a little mischievously, "Senior brother, wait a minute, I'll be fine right away." ”

"Good. ”

Lin Bao looked at her back, and Qian Feng's appearance flashed in his mind.

Except for the white spots in your hair, you are not old, are you?

After washing his face and putting his hair behind his head simply, Xiao Yutong followed Lin Bao out with a smile.

Lin Bao pushed out his little electric donkey from the garage, thinking that he could give her a ride, but when he saw the big iron plate welded by himself on the seat behind him, he had no choice but to give up.

immediately pushed the little electric donkey, chatted with Xiao Yutong and walked outside the community.

"Eh, Master?"

As soon as he turned the corner, a voice came from behind him.

Lin Bao turned his head and saw Cao Zige and his girlfriend Chen Jiamei walking over quickly.

"Master, Senior Sister Yutong, it's morning!"

Cao Zige saw Xiao Yutong next to Lin Bao, his eyes flashed slightly, "It's such a coincidence, do you want to go to breakfast together?"

"Well, I'm going to buy ingredients......"

Although he knew that nothing had happened, but when he met Cao Zige and the two of them so coincidentally here, Lin Bao's face was still a little unnatural.

Xiao Yutong's cheeks were also a little crimson: "There is still an old man's class in the morning, so I have to go early......

"Good, good. ”

Cao Zige smiled, looked at the two figures walking briskly in front of him, glanced at his girlfriend next to him, and smiled cheaply.

......

When he went to work at the company early on Monday morning, Wu An was in a good mood.

Although he was so excited last night that he almost didn't sleep all night, he was in good spirits now.

After joining the three-person group chat last night, the three of them didn't have too many polite words, and soon chatted about the performance system.

The other two didn't seem to feel anything special, but Wu An was kneeling and typing the whole time.

Although he has some experience as a director, on the other side, one is Mr. Lin Bao, who can write such an awesome theory book as "The Self-cultivation of Actors", and the other can be said to be the most talented, hard-working, and popular first-line actor in China now. This kind of flattered treatment, I'm afraid some first-line directors can't enjoy it!

Communicating with these two people, especially seeing some of their professional opinions, Wu An felt that his thoughts were also aroused, and he also talked a lot about his own understanding last night.

In fact, to be honest, he himself has some talent in directing, and although the school he graduated from is not the top film school in China, it is also in the forefront. Even, his graduation works have won domestic awards. However, before graduating, he did not apply to the ideal university to study abroad, so he came to the online text company, which in his opinion is the main array of future content production.

As soon as he sat down at his desk, he saw a message from the editor-in-chief.

I was slightly happy in my heart.

It seems that the company should sign a contract for Mr. Lin Bao's book.

Then I walked quickly to the editor-in-chief's office.

"Wu An. ”

Seeing him come in, Zhang Ye, the editor-in-chief of Group 18, took a contract from the side and handed it to him, "This is a contract for the book "Actor's Self-cultivation", you take a look, talk to the author, and let him sign the contract as soon as possible." ”

Wu An nodded and opened the contract with some expectation.

Buyout?

His face changed slightly, and he looked back.

A buyout of 300 thousand words.

Wu An hurriedly raised his head and asked, "Editor-in-chief, are you sure it's this contract?"

"What, there's a problem?"

Zhang Ye glanced at him.

Wu An shook his head, turned around and returned to his workstation in some silence.

How can it be just a buyout contract of 300 thousand words?

In Wu An's view, driven by Fu Ge's publicity, even if the company does not give Mr. Lin Bao a contract to publish a famous author, at least it is a cooperation contract that is biased towards publishing?

What the hell is a 1000 word 300 buyout?

If it is for the average online writer, 300 words is indeed very good.

But that's relative to millions of ultra-long online articles!

Mr. Lin Bao's book, even if it is a large tome, it is absolutely impossible to exceed 600,000 words.

The buyout of 300 thousand words, that is, less than 180,000 buys out all the copyrights of the book.

Not to mention Teacher Lin Bao, Wu An felt incredible.

The last time he was rejected, he felt excusable. But now, the value of this book has been revealed, why does the company still have this attitude? Aren't they afraid that other online literature companies will take the opportunity to sign Mr. Lin Bao?

However, although Wu An felt a little ridiculous in his heart, he couldn't say anything. He's just a content editor, and he doesn't have the right to give opinions on content pricing, contract copyright, etc.

"Let's tell Mr. Lin Bao about this first......"

Wu An took out his mobile phone and looked at the two chat boxes at the top, one was Lin Bao's, and the other was the three groups of people pulled last night.

For a moment, he even wanted to send the news to the three people. In this way, Vogo knows the news, and maybe he can think of something from it.

But after thinking about it again, starting from his work identity, he finally only sent this matter to Lin Bao.

......

"Eh, do you know, I saw Master and Sister Yutong come out of the community together in the morning. ”

As soon as he arrived at the barbecue restaurant at noon, Cao Zige said a little shyly.

"What?"

A few girls in the store stared, and suddenly the fire of gossip ignited, "Come on, come on, talk about it specifically!"

Cao Zige gave a general account of what happened in the morning.

"What's this?"

Han Yi next to him listened to it one by one, looked at these people and looked confused, "Senior Sister Yutong has been playing games there last night, and she can't go back to school when she leaves late, so she just goes to Boss Bao'er for one night." ”

"That's it?"

The cute girl Yuan Koi glanced at her and shook her head, "Senior Sister Yiyi, you are too simple." ”

"Eh, guess what, ...... last night" Another girl, Meng Qi, raised her eyebrows and smiled evilly, "Huh?"

Cao Zige shook his head: "There shouldn't be." ”

"How do you know?"

"This kind of thing, you can know it by looking at your face in the morning. ”

"Hey, no fun. ”

Several girls suddenly pouted, "Boss Bao'er, this day, it's really amazing!"

"What are you talking about?"

Lin Bao walked out of the store with a skewer.

"It's okay, you seem to be getting handsome today. ”

"Huh?"

Lin Bao was stunned for a moment, subconsciously touched his face, looked at the figures scattered by them, and shook his head helplessly.

Sitting in front of the barbecue, I opened my mobile phone and saw the message Wu An sent to me.

A buyout of 300 thousand words?

Lin Bao smiled and sent a message: "It's okay." If I don't have a good contractual intention, I still have the right not to sign a contract. ”

Wu An said: "Alas, I don't understand what the company thinks, are they afraid that the other two major online literature groups will come to find Mr. Lin Bao?"

"In fact, they've already come to me. ”

Lin Bao sent two screenshots to Wu An.

Wu An clicked on it and took a look.

One is a buyout contract of 350 words and the other is a buyout contract of 500 words.

Although they are all more sincere than the Milky Way, it is still too much for Lin Bao's book.

This is a book that may be called a book in the history of photography!

Even if it is 500 words per thousand, it may end up being less than 300,000 manuscript fees!

Seeing that Wu An's tone was full of depression, Lin Bao said: "Anyway, I am not ready to sign a contract on the online website, if I don't sign a contract, the copyright is still in my hands." ”

Wu An nodded, although he said so, he really couldn't figure out why such a good book couldn't be recognized: "By the way, Mr. Lin Bao, is there a publishing house to contact you?"

"Nope. ”

"Why? Are these publishers blind?"

Lin Bao thought for a while and replied to him: "You must know that this is a book about theory, although there are recommendations from Vogel, and there are many people like you who are discussing the content of this book, but for most people, where is the value of this book? At least not in a short period of time, you Galaxy give 300 words to 1,000 words, where do they get the profit? Besides, this book is only 40,000 words, how will the book be written in the future, and how well it will sell, for publishers, it is far from the point where it can be sold." ”

Seeing Lin Bao's words, Wu An suddenly realized.

In fact, he himself was blinded by his own thoughts.

He himself thought the book was great, just because he was interested in it, and so was Vogo. But what neither of them expected was that the others, most, if not most, of those who knew about the book, had no interest in it at all.

And for the galaxy and the publishers, they are not welfare institutions, but companies that need to make a profit and make money.

No one in these institutions will, nor does they have the right to pay for the risk.

300 thousand words, perhaps in their opinion, is already the greatest sincerity.