The place to eat is at the most prestigious Shifu House in Huai'an Province.

Wu Qifei has gone through the psychological construction along the way, and has returned to normal when he gets off the bus. He greeted warmly: "Mr. Wan, Miss Pu, Mr. Wu, classmate Jiang, please come inside! This is a century-old restaurant, and it is said that the Huaiyang cuisine of Huai'an Mansion is the most authentic here, and we have been famous for a long time." Today is still the blessing of Mr. Towan, and I can finally feast on it!"

Jiang Shuiyuan smiled. No wonder it is said in "Zengguang Xianwen" that "no one asks about the poor in the downtown area, and the rich have distant relatives in the mountains; if you don't believe it, look at the wine in the banquet, and respect the rich first with a cup". But it's also good, it's best not to forget your own stubble, so as to save everyone worry.

It may be that Wan Xianrui's silver has been given, and as soon as everyone enters the box and takes their seats, all kinds of delicacies are served at a low price. In addition, Wu Qi Fei is good at dancing with long sleeves, and the guests and hosts are happy for a while.

The wine has passed three rounds, and the dishes have passed five flavors. Wu Qifei cleared his throat, and then picked up his wine glass: "We are from all over the world, and we are fortunate to have a happy gathering here at noon today, the key is to thank Jiang Shuiyuan! Jiang Shuiyuan is very good, when he participated in the New Concept Essay Competition, we were amazed by the first two short poems he wrote, and then we witnessed his extraordinary memory and export chapters. Editor-in-chief Fang and I have always believed that Jiang Shuiyuan is the most worthy and promising one among the award-winning authors of the New Concept Essay Contest in recent years!"

Wu Zichen picked up the water cup and shook it: "Our boss's excellence is well known, although I thank you very much for your compliment, but don't talk about the well-known nonsense, just say your purpose!"

Wu Qifei was choked and his face turned blue. It's been a long time since he became president that hasn't been talked to like that, especially as a high school student who doesn't know anything about the world. Fortunately, he has rich life experience, and he can afford to let it go: "That's right, when we old people are older, we like to be verbose." Let me make a long story short, in view of the very popularity of Jiang Shuiyuan's previous works published in our magazine, and in order to further expand the influence, we want to collect and publish a collection, I wonder what Jiang thinks?"

Jiang Shuiyuan has thought deeply about this: "Of course, it is a good thing to be able to publish a collection of my own works, but I am worried that those articles have been published in magazines, and the writing is very ordinary, and I am afraid that no one will read them if they are printed." So, in my opinion, this matter is indispensable. ”

Wu Qifei said with a smile: "Classmate Jiang is too underestimating his influence, right?

Wu Zichen nodded to show that he understood their respective meanings, and said to Wu Qifei: "As far as the publication of the collection is concerned, there is no big conflict between the opinions of the two sides, there is a possibility of cooperation, and then everyone should discuss the conditions for cooperation." I wonder what President Wu thinks?"

Wu Qifei didn't show his hole cards easily, but asked rhetorically: "I want to listen to Jiang's opinion first." ”

Jiang Shuiyuan discussed this issue with Wu Zichen and Pu Xiaoxiang before he came, and replied truthfully: "Considering that the sales of the collection are not very wide, my personal opinion is that the manuscript fee is calculated at 10% of the yard, and all rights of the work are reserved, and the collection shall not be used for any commercial purpose except with my permission." Because of the heavy study tasks, I do not participate in any publicity and signing activities. Except for one or two photos that can be appropriately placed in the author's profile, my photos should not be used in other parts, so as not to adversely affect my daily life. ……”

Hearing Jiang Shuiyuan list a lot of conditions, Wu Qifei's face darkened: "If Jiang is calculated like this, then what profit does the publishing house and our publishing house have at all?"

Pu Xiaoxiang came forward at this time and said: "First of all, the remuneration is calculated according to 10% of the yards, which is only a slightly higher level in the industry, and there is no sky-high asking price. Second, according to Jiang Shuiyuan's opinion, the publishing house must be profitable, otherwise it is difficult to explain why so many publishing houses in the market are still alive and well according to this standard? As for your magazine, it seems that you don't need to do anything except to make a bridge in the middle, right? That is not how much you make is profit? But you can talk to the publishing house about how much you make and how little you earn!

Wu Qifei originally wanted to make a fortune from it, but he didn't expect that others would think that they were making soy sauce and eating dry rice, and they just threw some leftovers and wanted to send themselves away, is it unbearable?

Pu Xiaoxiang said disdainfully: "The source of the river is the source of the river where flowers are collected into nectar and sand is gathered, and your magazine is at most a good platform for publishing works, so don't be greedy for your own efforts." You really think it's unfair, otherwise, you don't have to do anything, we contact the publishing house ourselves, and finally give you a 2% commission of the yard, how about it?"

Fang Quan was furious on the side: "2%? What are you doing to call Huazi? Then what are we busy with? Just shoot two and scatter and pull down!"

Jiang Shuiyuan was unimpressed: "Okay, I didn't think it mattered if I couldn't get out." ”

Wan Xianrui hurriedly got up and played a round game: "Harmony makes money, harmony makes money, everyone might as well take a step back, take a step back and open the sky!

Wu Qifei said in a deep voice: "Then talk about my opinion." Isn't Jiang always worried that the sales will not be good? In this way, we will pay the manuscript fee at one time according to the standard of 1,200 yuan per thousand words, regardless of the number of copies printed. Because the text works are a little thin, we can refer to the illustrated form of "Love Letter", and the photos are provided by Jiang students. As for how to sell the books after publication, our magazine is solely responsible for it, and we don't need to worry about it, just ask Jiang to actively cooperate when necessary. ”

Wu Zichen laughed and said: "You really dare to think about it! With you being so black-hearted and thick-faced, what kind of literary magazine are you doing? Wouldn't it be faster to get money by directly blocking the road and robbing and abducting you?"

Pu Xiaoxiang was also laughed at angrily: "President Wu is so humorous, just with this stand-up comedy just now, you will definitely win the grand prize in the National TV Cross Talk Competition!"

Jiang Shuiyuan shook his head in agreement: "I really thought that the "Cultivation" magazine was here to talk about cooperation, but it turned out that we were afraid that our studies would be too boring, so they deliberately came from thousands of miles to invite us to dinner and amuse us! Two middle-aged people, without any self-interested motives, regard the happy life of high school students as their own career, what kind of spirit is this? This is the spirit of internationalism, this is the spirit of dedication, and it is worth learning from each of us. - Okay, the entertainment session is over, everyone hurry up and eat, and there will be classes in the afternoon!"