Han Jin came to the Blue Mountain Coffee Shop early, he waited a little anxiously, and his eyes kept drifting to the door.

Every time a guest comes in, there will be a burst of excitement, which may be a battle for Longteng Publishing House to turn over.

If the battle is won, the company's current crisis can be solved, not to mention, the scale can be upgraded to a higher level.

At least being among the ranks of large publishing houses, how can this not make him excited.

In recent years, the company has been waiting for such a book, and the slump in funds and the lack of good books have made Longteng go downhill.

If it develops like this for two years, the fate of Longteng will be very worrying.

Han Jin took a deep breath, and his eyes became more and more determined.

"Hello, are you an employee of Longteng Publishing House?"

Han Jin raised his head slightly, looked at the overly young man in front of him and was a little stunned, and immediately stood up.

"Yes, I am the owner of Longteng Publishing House, Han Jin. ”

Li Xiang was slightly stunned, is the boss personally out of the terms of the publishing house and the author now?

"Hello, I'm Li Xiang, the author of Bright Sword. ”

Han Jin couldn't control the surprise in his eyes.

No one would have imagined that the classic work of Bright Sword was written by a young man in his twenties.

"I didn't expect Mr. Li to be able to achieve this at such a young age, which is really amazing. Han Jin licked cautiously on the side.

Generally, most of the young and promising people like to talk to others about their hardships along the way, and Balabala can talk about it for a day.

Li Xiang waved his hand lightly and said with a smile: "Boss Han Liao praised, let's talk about the contract directly, I don't know at what price your company wants to buy out." ”

Han Jin was slightly stunned, but he didn't expect Li Xiang to still be a happy person, and he groaned for a while before he spoke: "150 thousand words!

The price of the publishing house is definitely higher than that of the station, and the price of some magazines is not low.

Li Xiang took a sip of coffee and shook his head gently: "Boss Han, you and I are both smart people, you know how much my book is worth, as long as you give me a similar price, I will agree to sign the contract." ”

Han Jin gritted his teeth, pondered for a while, and said loudly: "200 thousand words! Divided into forty percent! This is my bottom line!"

Li Xiang roughly calculated, 400,000 words, sold at a price of 200 thousand words, about 80,000 yuan.

This price is not bad, Li Xiang nodded slightly, and said: "Yes, Boss Han is also a cheerful person, you give me the contract, you can sign it now!"

Han Jin walked out of the Blue Mountain Cafe in a bit of a daze, and he still didn't quite understand what was going on.

He didn't expect that Li Xiang would agree to this price, and he thought that he would have to give him an extra 10% of the profit.

At this price, you can buy a bright sword, which can be regarded as a very profitable one.

Li Xiang didn't think much about it, and slipped back home slowly, but he was not caught by the fanatical fans.

Li Xiang is already very satisfied with the income of Liangjian's book, reading 20,000 of the Chinese website plus 80,000 of Longteng Publishing House, plus 150,000 of film and television copyrights.

The rest are counted together in bits and pieces, and they all have more than one million incomes.

A book of about 400,000 words is already very good at this price.

Li Xiang is not a very greedy person, and his mouth is almost grinning to the back of his head at this level.

This strengthened his confidence to write down.

When I got home, I took out my notebook and reopened a vest at the reading point.

After all, the two books have different styles, and putting them together is not very friendly to some readers.

Gently type out a few words on a Word document.

"Anxiety Relief Grocery Store"

Keigo Higashino's light science fiction book can be regarded as a classic masterpiece in his previous life.

The three protagonists are hiding in a grocery store that has been closed for many years because of car theft.

Receive letters from decades ago and help others.

As the plot progresses step by step, this slightly suspenseful light sci-fi book really reveals its mysterious corner to readers.

………………

In those years, the crew had already started filming, although they were all rookie actors, but their skills were not low.

The white fat man's voice has been hoarse for the past few days, and he has to explain everything before filming.

The actors didn't hate the director who usually laughed and put his face together.

The white fat man is more serious than anyone else, but once he is free, he is easier to get along with than anyone else.

There is no one who doesn't like such a good director.

On weekdays, when the tricks go to filming, the director can't see it, and he has to look at the face of the group leader to find a high-paying one.

Now there are too few directors who are as close to the people as White Fatty.

Everyone is also doing their best to shoot this drama, and they know a little bit about the tight funds in the crew.

The equipment is rented, plus the venue, labor, food, NG.

This cost is not low, and the total amount of money in hand is not much.

As soon as the miscellaneous expenses are deducted, there will be no money left in the crew.

The white fat man was embarrassed to ask Li Xiang again, and he also knew that the money was not blown by the wind.

"Director Bai, the costumes in the crew will ...... tomorrow" The props team ran over again, and whispered in the ear of the white fat man.

The white fat man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then asked, "Didn't you just buy the clothes, why do you want clothes?"

The field attendant's face was bitter, and he said with a wry smile: "In today's scene, the quality of the clothes is not good, and there are several broken ones, it is estimated that it is not enough......"

The white fat man silently lit a cigarette, didn't say a word, and waved his hand: "I'll give you money tomorrow, so prepare well." ”

"Good!"

Between the smoke, the white fat man's eyes were erratic.

Picking up the phone, looking at the phone number in the address book, a little hesitant.

When I ran out of the house, the door was very loud.

The father and son almost broke off their relationship, and the white father, who runs the business all the year round, has little effort to manage his son.

is a single-parent family, although the quality of life has always been not low, the white fat man asks for hundreds of thousands of dollars.

But the father and son don't know when there has been a deep generation gap.

Even when he was a child, the white fat man spent it at Li Xiang's house.

Although the room was not as big as the kitchen at home, it really made the white fat man feel the warmth of home.

In the end, the white fat man still picked up his mobile phone and dialed the call.

Soon, the phone was answered, and neither father nor son spoke.

There was a stalemate for dozens of seconds before a sound came from the other end.

"Do you remember that you had a son?"

"I have no money. ”

"When you go home, I'll give you money, as long as you get home tomorrow, a million will hit your card immediately." ”。

The white fat man exhaled a deep puff of cigarette and hung up the phone.

With his eyes flickering, he drove to Hengdian People's Hospital.