"Lao Lin, selling books is about a long stream. If you make a million in one go, you might as well make two million in a lifetime. Of course, it is useful to promote this thing, but it is definitely of limited use. A gust of wind is in the past, it doesn't make much sense, how much can be sold, in the end, it depends on whether the reputation can be maintained, so that no matter ten or twenty years have passed, there will always be people who buy it. Your current situation is that people are more popular than books, and if you want to publicize, you can publicize it whenever you want, and you don't need to be in a hurry. ”

In Ding Shaoyi's office, Lao Ding and Lao Lin talked eloquently.

Lao Lin originally came to talk to Ding Shaoyi about a new deal today, but it happened that the young man who Ding Shaoyi said he could give it a try went out, and Lao Lin was idle, so while waiting for someone, he chatted with Lao Ding about the money of "Asking".

Ding Shaoyi gave Lao Lin a preventive shot, and told Lao Lin that "Asking" may not sell well, but the results will not be too bad, 10 million copies don't have to think about it, don't dream about it, but as long as Lao Lin can persist for a few more years and work hard to make himself famous, this book will sell two or three million copies, there should still be hope. As for the gimmick that Lin Miao is about to win the grand prize of the National Primary and Secondary School Student Essay Competition, there is really no need to use it to hype.

Although Lao Lin's cultural level is not good, he understands the truth of listening to people's advice to eat well. After all, Ding Shaoyi is eating in the same bowl with him now, if it is really a way to make money, it must be too late to support it, and there is no reason to oppose it at all. Lao Lin, who didn't want Lin Miao to show up, happily accepted Ding Shaoyi's idea, and then the inconsequential operation of the new book was revealed, and Lao Lin casually mentioned that his brother-in-law Jiang Yang wanted to retire from the army early. Ding Shaoyi has a wide range of connections, and immediately said that he could ask the leaders of the Dongou City Military Sub-district, and he thought that there should be a solution.

Lin Miao sat aside, eating meat buns and drinking milk, listening to the conversation between Lao Ding and Lao Lin throughout the whole process.

Then the more I listened to it, the more I felt that the resource thing was really snowballing terrifyingly.

To put it bluntly, Lao Lin can reach his current height, and nine out of ten should be grateful to Lin Miao. But even Lin Miao himself couldn't predict that in less than a year, he would be able to weave such a huge net around Lao Lin.

Grassroots power, national capital, industry discourse, even if ordinary people can touch one of them, they can no longer worry about life for the rest of their lives. And Lao Lin has touched them all now—even at the moment when they are visible to the naked eye, it is not surprising that these top resources that Lao Lin can touch will definitely touch deeper and more in the future, until one day, at a certain node that may infringe on the interests of others, they will be stopped.

Bang bang.

The office door was knocked twice.

"Come in!" Ding Shaoyi shouted loudly but not stiffly.

The door was pushed open, and Lu Jianbo walked into the office with He Shengming.

"Director Ding, Xiao He is here. Lu Jianbo smiled and glanced at Lao Lin again.

Lao Lin smiled and nodded.

Ding Shaoyi said lightly: "You go out first, let's talk to Xiao He." ”

"Oh, good. Lu Jianbo didn't even make eye contact with He Shengming, so he hurried away with interest.

As soon as the door closed, He Shengming looked nervous, and hurriedly greeted Lao Ding and Lao Lin: "Director Ding, Teacher Lin, is there something wrong?"

"Sit down first. Ding Shaoyi pointed to the sofa.

He Shengming's feet tightened, and he walked quickly to Ding Shaoyi and Lao Lin and sat down.

It wasn't until he sat down that he found that Lin Miao was still present, and his face couldn't help but change.

Isn't this the reason why I tried everything possible to transfer from the newspaper......

If he hadn't seen Lin Miao appear here today, he would have almost forgotten that this kid was Lin Guorong's son!

Lin Miao couldn't help but be a little surprised when she found out that the person recommended by Ding Shaoyi was actually He Shengming.

The two of them stared at each other for three seconds, and Lin Miao suddenly grinned.

He Shengming's heart suddenly panicked.

"Uncle ......"

"What!?"

He Shengming didn't wait for Lin Miao to speak, so he shouted.

The reaction was a little big, which startled Ding Shaoyi.

"What's wrong?" Ding Shaoyi asked He Shengming with a strange face.

He Shengming showed an embarrassing smile that was more ugly than crying, it was really nothing good every time he ran into this little brat......

"Mr. Lin's little prodigy, I interviewed him twice......" He Shengming reluctantly explained.

Ding Shaoyi looked at Lin Miao.

Lin Miao nodded and said, "Well, yes, my uncle interviewed me, and he also told me that he had a bad kidney." ”

Lao Lin and Ding Shaoyi both looked at He Shengming.

He Shengming suddenly wanted to die.

Pretty horse, Lin Guorong on a dog day, why did you bring your son over when you talked about business?

"No, no, it's just, it's the time of the interview...... A metaphor!" He Shengming forcibly explained.

Ding Shaoyi interrupted with a smile: "Okay, Miao Miao, this kid is a little naughty, I know it." Let's get down to business. ”

He Shengming finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Lin Miao didn't want to waste time, so she didn't tease Comrade Xiao He anymore.

Ding Shaoyi took out a handwritten manuscript from under the coffee table, handed it to He Shengming, and said lightly: "You take a look at this first." ”

He Shengming took the manuscript, read a few sentences, looked up and said strangely: "...... is this?"

"Outline. Lao Lin continued, "You watch it first, and I'll tell you after reading it." ”

"Oh...... Good. He Shengming stopped talking and hurriedly accelerated his reading.

Wang Jian, a graduate of the martial arts school, was jealous and hateful, in the process of helping the police catch the thief, he accidentally beat the thief and disabled him, causing the thief gang to retaliate, the house was burned, and his parents died tragically, Wang Jian was burned beyond recognition, and only his sister, who was studying abroad, escaped. Two years later, Wang Jian relied on perseverance to recover his health, but he could only wear a mask to go out all day. In order to avenge his parents, Wang Jian did not hesitate to join a gang of thieves to secretly collect evidence of their larger crimes, and after handing over the evidence to the police, he tortured and killed several thieves in front of the police. Just as Wang Jian was about to kill the last thief, the sniper in the police ambush wounded Wang Jian.

Wang Jian was shot in the patella, one leg was completely crippled, and he was sentenced to death shortly after his arrest. Before being punished, the members of the thief gang relied on their connections to send a message to Wang Jian, telling him that they would not let go of Wang Jian's sister. The criminal thief gang and others have been released by the police due to insufficient evidence. After Wang Jian was enraged, he injured the messenger in one leg, but he was also seriously injured by the gang of thieves in prison. The day of execution soon came, and Wang Jian's heart was broken, but the police car was attacked by mysterious forces on the way to escort him to the execution ground. After Wang Jian fainted and woke up, he found that it was the legendary blood clan who saved him.

The blood baron Cao told Wang Jian loudly that he had lived for more than 500 years, but he had never been able to find a suitable successor, and that Wang Jian was upright by nature but not pedantic, and dared to bear the consequences, so he was the right person. As long as Wang Jian agrees to be his successor, he will not only be able to restore Wang Jian to his original appearance, but also make Wang Jian immortal. Wang Jian asked what the meaning of eternal life was, and Cao loudly said that there was no meaning in not having eternal life itself, but at least he could protect the people he wanted to protect. Wang Jian's confused eyes gradually became firm, on the night of the full moon, a drop of ghost blood, Wang Jian has a new identity from then on, the viscount of the blood clan, Wang Gangdan. ”

"Wang ...... Steel eggs?" He Shengming, who was originally excited when he read the outline, played on the spot.

"The name is casual, it can be changed anyway. Lao Lin got Lin Miao's face-to-face lecture last night, and said what Lin Miao told him, and then asked He Shengming, "What do you think of this story?"

"Very good!" He Shengming looked uncontrollably excited, "Mr. Lin, this is your new book?"

The story of the vampire, at this point in ninety-five, can be described as unique.

It is unheard of to be able to combine with a modern setting.

Lao Lin's face did not change, and he shamelessly admitted it: "Yes, some time ago, didn't we have a rumor here that there were vampires in the area of Hubin Road, and there were also talismans sold everywhere on Hubin Road, and now that even the cultural industry park has been built, I have a little ......inspiration."

He Shengming completely forgot about the fact that he had questioned Lao Lin's level in the bookstore just now, nodded seriously, and silently turned into a licking dog, licking it uncontrollably. The same social event is a business opportunity in the eyes of businessmen and news in the eyes of newspapers, but in the eyes of Lin Guorong, it can become a new concept of writing. This is a gap in cognitive ability!

Amazing, really amazing!

He Shengming was amazed in his heart, and Lao Lin suddenly asked again: "If you want to write this story, are you sure to write it well?"

"Huh, let me write?" He Shengming was suddenly dumbfounded.

Ding Shaoyi answered: "Xiao He, what about Mr. Lin now, your business is busy, and you may spend most of your time outside on business trips every month, there are too many activities, and with his own work, there is really no way to write with peace of mind." As for me, the Ming people don't say secret words, the publishing house wants to make achievements, but Mr. Lin's signboard can't be smashed, think about it, I heard that your writing skills are very strong, so I want to ask you to help and write what he wants to write for Mr. Lin. ”

"You mean...... "He Shengming looked a little resistant.

Ding Shaoyi said with a smile: "Don't worry, the matter of income will definitely not be disadvantaged to you." This book, 100 yuan for 1,000 words, you can write as much as you want. In the future, after a long time, Mr. Lin also said that he can sign with you, so it won't be considered ghostwriting, right?"

Co-authorship?

He Shengming's heart was pounding.

"How about it, think about it?" Ding Shaoyi looked at He Shengming with a smile.

He Shengming lowered his head, and even his breath trembled.

After a long time, he finally raised his head, with a resolute expression as if he had entered the battlefield: "Okay, I'll try!"

Ding Shaoyi showed a smile: "Then you take this outline back first, write 30,000 words for me, and if Teacher Lin says it's okay, this book will be handed over to you in the future." ”

"Okay!" He Shengming clenched his fists, stood up, and stretched out his hand to Lao Lin, "Teacher Lin, I won't let you down." ”

"Write hard, good days are waiting for you. Lao Lin shook hands with He Shengming gently.

He Shengming asked again: "By the way, Mr. Lin, why does this Cao Fangsheng have to find a successor?"

Lao Lin smiled: "Why do you make it up yourself! Otherwise, what are you looking for?"

"Oh...... Oh, yes......" He Shengming scratched his head with a smile, and then saw that Lao Lin and Ding Shaoyi had nothing to say, so he said excitedly and eagerly, "Director Ding, Teacher Lin, I'll go out first." ”

Ding Shaoyi nodded.

He Shengming walked out of the room with the wind under his feet.

"Miao Miao, do you think it's okay?" As soon as He Shengming left, Ding Shaoyi immediately asked Lin Miao.

Lin Miao drank the last sip of milk, put the glass bottle on the ground, and said helplessly with a face that did not match his age: "Try it first, my dad is busy, I'm busy, you're busy, everyone is busy, and if you want to continue to eat and drink spicy, then you can only outsource the project." If that uncle can't do it, let's find someone else. There are so many people in the newspaper, and you can always find someone who is obedient and can write. ”

Ding Shaoyi shook her head when she heard this.

Compared to unreliable things like vampires, children are precocious to this point, which is really scary......