Because Shen Huan was in a hurry, people from Chunchao Publishing House came to Liangdu the next day to discuss the publication of the book.

It can be seen that Chunchao still attaches great importance to this cooperation, and the person sent is the editor-in-chief, that is, the person named You Ran who Shen Huan contacted at the beginning, and now they are sitting in Shen Huan's hotel suite to discuss this business.

“…… I think it's better to take a photo album,"

You Ran sat opposite Shen Huan and stated his opinion, "Mr. Shen, your appearance conditions are very good, your popularity is also high, and your sales are definitely not worried, but according to our analysis, Mr. Shen, your fan base is dominated by women, which is the main market." For this market, the photo album is the most effective weapon, not. ”

You Ran is a balding middle-aged man, which can be regarded as the answer to the word "extremely smart".

He looks ordinary, wears a gray suit, and looks more like a businessman than an editor-in-chief, but in this era, being able to sit in the position of editor-in-chief is indeed becoming more and more detached from the identity of a literati and transformed into the identity of a businessman.

He glanced at Shen Huan's face, saw that Shen Huan's face was calm, and he didn't seem to be angry because of what he said just now, and his words were more abrupt: "The so-called promoting strengths and avoiding weaknesses is also the same in publishing, I think we should try our best to give full play to our advantages, what do you think, Mr. Shen?"

Shen Huan sat on the sofa, in addition to him and You Ran, there were two other people in the room, one was his assistant Du Ziqing, and the other person was brought by You Ran.

He looked at You Ran, suddenly sighed, and said: "Editor-in-chief You, you don't know, this is actually my dream, I have had a literary dream since I was a child! I always feel that I was born for literature, and what flows in my veins is not blood, but words!"

It's not blood that flows in your veins, it's words? So why aren't you dead?

You Ran was slandered in his heart, but he smiled on his face, and clapped his hands, "It's good, it's good to have a literary dream, but in this era, we also have to take into account the feedback from the market." From the perspective of our publishing house, I still recommend Mr. Shen to publish a photo album. ”

If it wasn't Shen Huan sitting across from him, but someone else who came to ask for publication, such as the anonymous authors who came to submit their manuscripts for publication every year, they would have already sprayed over.

Don't you know how many pounds and taels you have? What are you kidding?

But for Shen Huan, it is still necessary to be more tolerant.

"And what if I insist on coming out?"

Shen Huan looked at You Ran and asked such a question, "Are you not accepting it?"

You Ran shook his head, with a businessman's professional smile on his face, "Of course not, but in terms of royalties, further negotiations may be required." ”

Shen Huan nodded, and then asked, "Can you roughly tell us the difference between the two?"

You Ran seemed to have thought about this question when he came, and answered him without thinking too much: "If you take a photo, we can give more than 13 points in the royalty ratio, and if you insist on it, it will be less than 8 points." Of course, this is only a rough category, and the specific situation can be discussed in detail, and I believe it will definitely satisfy you, Mr. Shen. ”

Shen Huan listened to You Ran's words, thought for a while, and suddenly turned his head to Du Ziqing on the side and said, "Xiao Du, bring the things on my table." ”

Du Ziqing answered, walked to the side, and took a stack of A4 paper after a while.

Shen Huan took the stack of paper and flipped it over, and after making sure that it was right, he handed it to You Ran on the other side.

"Editor-in-Chief You, take a look, here are some of my ideas and part of the first draft. ”

Especially because they came to the goal of wanting Shen Huan to publish a photo album from the beginning, they came over without studying Shen Huan's idea in detail, and they didn't ask a few more questions, and the time was still urgent, so this was the first time You Ran had seen this thing.

These are all things that Shen Huan hurried out of last night, because he had sorted out his thoughts on Song Yi's side during the day, so he wrote quickly, and wrote more than 10,000 words in one night. And unlike the original text, he abbreviated a lot of details and descriptions, and also skimmed some things that he didn't think were necessary, only grasping the main trunk, and it was all dry goods, just rushing out, so the content of more than 10,000 words is quite a lot, and it has been written about the big glacier.

When You Ran got the paper, Shen Huan noticed that the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, his eyes were narrower than before, and his nose was slightly wrinkled.

This kind of performance accuracy is absolutely excellent when put into an actor, but now it is performed by an ordinary person, so it is naturally the best acting skills. But the existence of the script is a kind of innate unnaturalness, and a congenital contradiction has formed between the two, and how to reconcile it is a big problem, so there are so few good actors, and not everyone can cross this gap.

Shen Huan was thinking wildly in his heart, and across from him, You Ran had already looked at it.

Although he looks like a businessman now, he has finally gotten up from below, he has a deep literary foundation, and he is an absolutely professional editor, and the reading speed and corresponding accuracy of a professional editor are not comparable to ordinary people.

In less than two minutes, he had finished reading all the more than 10,000 words of Shen Huan, and his expression changed slightly, the "deliberately suppressed contempt" just now had disappeared, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes.

But he didn't say anything, but looked at the things behind him, which was a simple outline and some detailed outlines written by Shen Huan, which was much less than the content of the text, so he read it faster, and he finished reading it in more than ten seconds. Then You Ran took the pile of paper and didn't put it down, just held it in front of him, his eyes were distracted, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After thinking about it for a while, he finally moved, but he didn't open his mouth to speak to Shen Huan, but looked at the first draft of the text again.

This time he took a little more time than before, it took about three or four minutes, and after reading it all, he finally put down the pile of paper and looked at Shen Huan.

"This is what you wrote, Mr. Shen?"

Shen Huan smiled slightly and nodded, "Yes, what does Editor-in-Chief You think?

You Ran didn't answer immediately, but was silent for a while before saying, "Although it is a little thicker and the text is a little immature, Mr. Shen's imagination is amazing." Mr. Shen's dream, from the current point of view, I think it is still very likely to come true. ”

In You Ran's opinion, the story is thick and the text is poor, these small things in technology, they have a lot of people who can make up for this shortcoming, and Shen Huan's imagination is the most important and valuable.

You Ran didn't know what he was thinking, he put his finger on the pile of paper and tapped it, and after two clicks, he suddenly opened his mouth and asked again: "I don't know if Mr. Shen has thought of a name for this book?"

Shen Huan nodded, "Editor-in-Chief You what do you think of the name 'Ghost Blowing Lantern'?"

"Ghost blowing the lamp?"

You Ran thought back to the outline and outline, and nodded, "It's a good name, then let's start talking about this ghost blowing the lamp......"

He finally stopped holding on to the photo album.