Four days later, Taiwan E Press.

Early in the morning, after the editor-in-chief Fan Huacheng entered the company, as he did two days ago, he deliberately passed by the receiving editor Yingying, as a receiving editor, Yingying naturally could not come later than Fan Huacheng, the editor-in-chief.

"He Ying, hasn't that Wen Chou talked to you about signing a contract yet?"

This kind of question, Fan Huacheng since two days ago, will come to ask once every morning and evening, and the editor-in-chief of C Publishing House, Lao Zhang Nianjin, is different from the old Zhang Nianjin, Fan Huacheng is a son inherits his father's business, only 32 years old this year, is not only the editor-in-chief of this publishing house, but also the boss here, this small publishing house is the industry left to him by his father.

He Ying hurriedly stood up, shook her head stiffly, and replied, "Not yet, Mr. Fan!"

"Oh!"

Receiving another negative answer, Fan Huacheng left with some disappointment and went to his own office.

In the office, his personal secretary, Miss Xia, was sorting out the papers, one of which was last month's financial statements, and when she saw Fan Huacheng coming in, she handed him the form.

Fan Huacheng took the report, just glanced at it, and threw it on the desk, looking a little irritable, the small publishing house left to him by his father has been operating at a loss.

It's not that Fan Huacheng didn't care about this publishing house, if he hadn't been working hard, I'm afraid this publishing house would have closed down long ago.

It's just that, many times, if you want to do a good job, it's not enough to work hard.

Taiwan's territory is not vast in the first place, but there are nearly 3,000 publishing houses of all sizes, many of which are state-owned publishing houses with official backgrounds. There are also many private publishers that are far larger than his publishing house.

The famous writers who write physical books have long been carved up by those state-owned publishing houses and large private publishing institutions. The rest of those who are a little famous, almost all of them have signed up for those well-known big publishing houses, and small publishing houses like him can only pan for gold among a large number of new authors, and if you are lucky, you can meet one or two who are a little talented, after publication. You can also make a small profit, but if you're unlucky, you can't find some new works. The publishing house can't be idle and not publish a book, so it can only choose a tall one from the dwarfs, although after publishing, it will definitely lose money. But it's better than publishing houses being idle and not producing books. It is good to pay the wages of the personnel completely out of their own pockets.

In a similar predicament, many small publishing houses in Taiwan have zài.

A few days ago, He Ying received a manuscript signed by Wen Chou, and at that time, He Ying did not take it seriously, but passed the manuscript to a preliminary editor as usual.

As a result, in the backwater office area that afternoon, the preliminary editor suddenly stood up excitedly. With an excited expression, he ran to report to Fan Huacheng and said that he had received a very wonderful manuscript. also told sù Fan Huacheng, he had just checked on the Internet, that Wen Chou is not an unknown person, the three novels published in the Taiwan market in the past two years, one has sold more than the other, and in the first half of the year, when the single episode of "The Great Warlords of the Three Kingdoms" sold the highest, it even once ranked ninth on the best-selling novel list.

Fan Huacheng, who has always lacked famous writers and high-quality manuscripts, immediately lit up his eyes, and couldn't help but say, he personally reviewed the manuscript, which was more than an hour, and his eyes never left the computer screen, even when drinking water and smoking.

After reading it, Fan Huacheng slapped his thigh excitedly, startling Miss Xia, the secretary sitting opposite him, and then heard him say: "Okay! Great! It's so well written! Sign it! Hurry up and sign this book with that Wen Chou! Such a good idea! Such a good manuscript! I must sign it!"

"Mr. Fan, is that book really so exciting?" Miss Xia couldn't believe it, she had been Fan Huacheng's secretary for three years, and she had never seen Fan Huacheng so excited.

Not only is Fan Huacheng accustomed to not seeing high-quality manuscripts, but she has also been used to them for a long time, so when she heard that there were such excellent manuscripts, her first reaction was not to believe it.

Fan Huacheng was the one who was the boss in the end, and after a while, he calmed down a little, and after calming down, he suddenly realized a problem, and then hurriedly called Miss Xia out to call the preliminary editor and the editor who received the manuscript.

He Ying and the preliminary editor soon came to Fan Huacheng.

"Who of you knows about this new book, why didn't you sign a contract with his original publishing house?"

As soon as he saw the two, Fan Huacheng asked.

He Ying and the editor of the preliminary review glanced at each other and shook their heads.

Fan Huacheng frowned for a moment, and then asked, "Then do you know which publishing house he signed with, is it a less famous one than us?"

He Ying still shook her head, but the preliminary editor who had already checked the pen name Wen Chou had an answer this time. I saw him shake his head and replied: "Mr. Fan! I've checked it, it's C Publishing House! The three previous books of this Wen Chou were all published in C Publishing House!"

"Oh?c Press?"

Fan Huacheng and the secretary Miss Xia glanced at each other, and both of them felt strange. It stands to reason that it is impossible for an author who has published in a large publishing house not to continue to cooperate with the original large publishing house, but to take the initiative to submit his manuscript to a small publishing house.

Compared to C Press, E Press is much smaller.

"Alright, get out!"

After getting this answer, Fan Huacheng waved his hand and let the two go.

After Miss Xia waited for the two of them to go out, she went over and locked the door of the office, then walked next to Fan Huacheng, and said softly: "Mr. Fan! There must be a reason for this, I think it should be something unpleasant that happened to this Wen Chou and C Publishing House, so he sent the manuscript to us, do you want me to inquire with my friend?

For E Publishing House, Wen Chou is a famous artist today, but for the large-scale C Publishing House, there are no less than ten authors who are more famous than Wen Chou, most of whom are physical book authors who specialize in traditional publishing.

Fan Huacheng nodded and said, "You hurry up and ask! It's best to inquire about the inside story! If this Wen Chou is currently in trouble, we may be able to sign him at a low price this time!"

Miss Xia nodded. When he returned to his side, he began to call the old classmate's phone, and the phone soon went through, and a young man's voice came from the other side. Miss Xia saw that Fan Huacheng had been paying attention to her, so she immediately pressed the hands-free button.

"Xiaoyu, why did you remember that my old classmate is here today?"

Under Fan Huacheng's gaze, Miss Xia chuckled lightly and said, "That's really ugly! Didn't we still have dinner together last month? Give you a call, and you still say that! Do you want to hang up the phone now?"

"Haha! Xia Xiaoyu, Xia Xiaoyu! After so many years, your mouth is still so powerful! Okay! It's your and my working hours, and you call at this time. There must be something! Let's talk about it! We've been old classmates for so many years, and it's boring to talk about something!"

"Well, since you say so, brother. Then I'll just say it bluntly, I'm calling this number! The main reason is to ask you about the original author of your publishing house, I don't know if it's convenient for you to say it now?"

"Huh, that guy?"

The other side of the phone hesitated. Then his voice suddenly lowered. He continued: "I probably understand what you mean, so let's do it! I'll send it to you by e-mail, and the phone says it's inconvenient. ”

"Okay, do you want to send it now?"

"Hmm. ”

Then the two ended the call.

"Looks like that classmate of yours knows what's going on!"

As soon as the call ended, Fan Huacheng said with a smile.

Miss Xia also smiled and nodded, both of them are human spirits who can know each other's meaning by listening to a little talk, and this meaning can still be heard.

Miss Xia hurriedly logged in to her mailbox, and Fan Huacheng also got up and walked behind her, waiting for the other party's email.

A few minutes later. Xia Xiaoyu has an extra email in her mailbox, click on it to take a look. Sure enough, it was sent by her old classmate.

In the email, the man wrote this:

"Do you want to sign Wen Chou's new book? What do you say? I have also looked for the manuscript of this book in the past two days, and you don't know that when this manuscript was sent to us, the preliminary review editor and the receiving editor who have read the manuscript are all full of praise, and they all think that the book is very wonderful and creative! It's a pity that after reading it, our editor-in-chief Zhang felt that the killing atmosphere in the article was too heavy, there were too few female characters, and there might be infringement disputes with many film companies, so he asked the receiving editor to refuse to sign the book, and in the case that the first three books of Wen Chou sold well, Editor-in-Chief Zhang also asked the receiving editor to tell the other party to let that Wen Chou write a mainstream fantasy text, and then sign a contract for him, who knows that the message has been sent for several days, and the other party has not replied at all, what? A word of advice to you! Books are good books, but as our editor-in-chief Zhang said, there may be copyright disputes with those film companies, so you can do it yourself!"

After reading the email, Miss Xia, who had not yet read the manuscript of Wen Chou's book, hesitated, and looked back at Fan Huacheng hesitantly.

Fan Huacheng's complexion also changed slightly.

Before, he only cared about the wonderful journey of that book, and never thought about it, but when he was reminded at this time, he realized that this book "Infinite Killing" really seems to have copyright concerns.

"Or ...... Mr. Fan: Let's not sign this book, right? Editor-in-chief Zhang of C Publishing House, who has been an editor for most of his life, has walked more bridges than we have walked, and since he does not agree to sign this book, it must be reasonable. ”

Miss Xia carefully persuaded beside her.

Xia Xiaoyu didn't persuade it, but she persuaded Fan Huacheng suddenly, the hesitation on his face was swept away, and he re-showed an excited smile, and clapped his high-fives: "Xiaoyu! You're right! That editor-in-chief Zhang has indeed walked more bridges than we have walked! But it is precisely because of this that he seeks stability! Blindly seeks stability! He does not dare to take the slightest risk! Anyway, their C publishing house has a lot of money, and there are a lot of famous artists under it, so it doesn't matter if they sign one less literary ugly! But are we the same?" (To be continued......

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