Chapter Twenty-Three: The Publishing House Is Coming

"What kind of robbery, do you think I can rob with this body?" Zhuang Yan saw the two tables next to him cast strange eyes, raised his voice and said.

The duck looked at Zhuang Yan's small body, nodded thoughtfully, and said: "That's right, but you suddenly told me that you made more than 200,000 yuan by writing books, why don't I believe it so much? Now everyone who writes books is so profitable? Is it ......?"

After he said something, he threw a strange look at Zhuang Yan, "Could it be that you wrote the Little Yellow Book?" ”

The car drove unexpectedly, and two black lines appeared on Zhuang Yan's head, "You guy, if I write a little yellow book, the protagonist must be you." ”

The duck made a gesture of covering the chrysanthemum, "Don't, I'm just joking, but if you really make more than 200,000 yuan, I can rest assured, at least there is nothing wrong with your life now." ”

"Life is naturally not to worry about. ”

The figure of more than 200,000 surprised the duck only for a moment, and then he was happy for his good brother.

He graduated from high school and went to a professional school, only three years, and has been working for a year, otherwise he would not have climbed to the level of an engineer. His salary is not low, and he often travels, so he can earn four or five hundred thousand a year, and of course he will not be too surprised by two hundred thousand.

Since the Second Industrial Revolution, there was an urgent need for workers in the country, and there were few universities, so the junior colleges have sprung up everywhere.

When I studied at a vocational school, I lacked the possibility of further training, but I was able to learn survival skills quickly.

Although there is no academic atmosphere of the university, the talents who graduated from the junior college can basically be used after graduation.

In a way, a junior college is a better choice than a university, at least for orphans like Zhuang Yan and Duck, it is far more affordable to learn vocational skills quickly than to cultivate sentiments and purify their personalities in college.

Because of Zhuang Yan's alcohol problem, this meal did not last long, the duck has no permanent place to live in Jinling, and every time he comes back, he stays in a hotel, anyway, the company reimburses.

The stamina of a bottle of beer did not subside until Zhuang Yan returned to his residence, and he took the subway back to his residence in a daze.

Back to Ginkgo Villa, you can immediately feel the difference in the atmosphere, although it is only more than nine o'clock in the evening, but the vehicles on the road are scarce, and there are few pedestrians to see back and forth, the roadside street lights do not know whether they are broken or the government in order to save energy, a row is on, a row is not on, fortunately, the lights from the residence are enough for Zhuang Yan to see the road under his feet.

Probably because there are fewer houses, Zhuang Yan feels that the air in the southern suburbs is much cooler than in the city, and the air here is relatively fresh, unlike the city, where there are always all kinds of temperatures jumping into the nasal cavity.

Walking through Chen Jiaqing's room, the crack in the door did not reveal light, and it seemed that the mother and daughter had already slept. The other rooms on the same floor are also quiet, probably these office workers don't have any nightlife at night, or maybe they are just indulging in nightlife and haven't come back yet, who can say?

Endured sleepiness, Zhuang Yan took a quick shower, and then fell on the bed.

……

This night, Zhuang Yan slept soundly and didn't have a dream.

When he woke up the next day, Zhuang Yan stretched and exhaled a breath of turbid air from his mouth, and he felt that he was more powerful than ever.

I slept soundly last night, the dream of "Alive" has been completed, but there is no other dream to pick up, but there are gains and losses, Zhuang Yan, who did not dream, at least got enough rest, and the quality of sleep was more than one grade higher than before.

"Well, I thought I would have another dream. Zhuang Yan thought of last night's sleep and muttered to himself, with some regret in his tone.

He hadn't figured out what that dream was about, and he didn't know if he would dream again, or maybe it was because he drank a bottle of beer last night that he didn't dream?

Forget it, don't think about it, if you have a dream, you can do it, and if you don't have a dream, sleep well.

Zhuang Yan chose to put this matter in his mind first, and after getting up and washing, Zhuang Yan was about to go out to buy some breakfast to eat, but received a strange phone call, which was a landline number, showing that it was from Yanjing.

Suspiciously, he connected the phone, and a young man's voice came from the other side: "Hey, hello, is it Mr. Zhuang Yan?"

Do you know the name, acquaintance? No, acquaintances don't call him sir. Zhuang Yan said: "Well, I am Zhuang Yan, may I ask who you are?"

The other party made sure that he had found the right person, and said with a smile: "Hello Mr. Zhuang, I am a staff member of the website of the literary and art world, can I delay you for some time?"

Zhuang Yan touched his hungry stomach and said, "Yes, as long as it's not too long." ”

"You can rest assured, I will never delay you for too long, yes, the direct publishing house of our website wants to help you publish your recent work "Alive" that you have just completed serialization on the website, is the copyright of this book still in your hands?"

Zhuang Yan was overjoyed, he was still strange before, this book is also a little famous on the website of the literary and artistic circles, but he has not seen a publishing house contact him for a long time, and he did not expect to receive a call from the website of the literary and artistic circles today.

However, from the memory of the predecessor, Zhuang Yan learned that the publishing house of the literary and art website is not a well-known publishing house, because the audience groups of people who originally read books on the website and those who read physical books are different, and the degree of overlap between the two is not high.

Therefore, the works published on the websites of the literary and art circles are not good in the market of the physical book industry.

Thinking of this, Zhuang Yan was a little hesitant, and did not directly say that the copyright was not in his hands, but said: "I have been talking to several publishing houses about publishing in the past two days. ”

As soon as Xiao Wang on the other end of the phone heard that Zhuang Yan had contacted other publishing houses, he immediately became a little anxious, publishing this "Alive" was a death order from the chief.

The chief said at the time that the book was novel in literary style, like realism, but not exactly realism, if you really want to say it, it is neo-realism. Moreover, this book is very good in terms of story and literature, and it is definitely the best book on the literary and art website so far, and it can help publishers break the traditional mainstream literary market.

This is undoubtedly saying that the book "Alive" can not only bring a new atmosphere to the publishing house, but even help the publishing house to turn around and re-establish the position of the "literary world" in the literary world.