Chapter 213: Giving Money

"I said, Lao Wang, you're getting used to it, aren't you? Every time you come over in a hurry for the New Year, do you want to get a cheap plane ticket?"

Sitting around the dinner table, Lin Mu laughed at each other.

Jiang Yang couldn't cry or laugh: "Do you think I'm willing? Just finished the New Year with my family, I didn't even go to my mother-in-law's house, so I ran over, you kid, you still look at my jokes!"

When the people at the table heard this, they all laughed, and even Lin Ye, who was eating chicken legs, remembered the appearance of the other party when he came last year.

This time, Wang Yang was more hurried and eager than last time.

Last time, although he came over to invite him with a lot of money, he always didn't know about Lin Mudi, and it was a good thing that it was done, and if it didn't, there was not much psychological pressure.

But this time it's different!

After a budget between him and Wang Feng, his own magazine has the capital to publish physical long-form martial arts!

So, he came, and once again, in the eyes of the flight attendant looking like a fool, came......

"How about a page of a book, what do you think? Although it is very presumptuous, but the magazine really didn't think about this aspect before, so I didn't pay attention, we have a very happy cooperation this year, if you cooperate with other publishers, there must be many problems, you are a lazy person with a page of books, you don't want to be so troublesome, right?" Wang Yang persuaded hard.

Listening to others, calling their relatives one by one, the other people at the dinner table all looked very weird, and they wanted to laugh but couldn't help laughing.

Lin Mu sighed helplessly: "You really know my temperament thoroughly, okay, you can say your conditions! I only listen to it once, if you are not satisfied, we don't have to cooperate." ”

This is a bit ruthless, but Wang Yang knows that this is not Lin Mu deliberately raising his identity, but he is too lazy to bother to bargain back and forth.

It is precisely because of this understanding that Wang Yang has a little confidence to win cooperation.

"That's right, now the general price in the industry is 8% of the copyright fee, but Xiao Xuan and the military disaster are rampant, they are all 10%, Li Xiaoliang is 9%, here the magazine will give you the highest standard, 10%, how about it?"

Lin Mu drank a glass of orange juice and didn't care much about it: "Yes." How many provinces can the magazine's sales channels cover? How many tens of thousands of copies can the magazine print?

This point is very crucial.

Some authors think that selling the rights of novels can be done at will, but the price difference is given.

But the doorway is very deep.

The publishing rights of novels are generally domestic copyrights by default, and the sales channels of publishing houses cover one province and cover twenty provinces, can it be the same?

If you sell the copyright of a novel to a small publishing house, although the copyright fee is high for the other party, it is only sold in one province, and the sales volume is so small, no matter how high the copyright tax is, it will be of gross use.

Many publishing houses take advantage of this loophole to sign a certain novel, even if they don't make money, they prevent their opponents from making money and trap the author unwanted.

Wang Yang knew that the most critical issue was coming, and his expression was solemn: "My eldest brother has decided to take out all the money that can be raised at present, set up sales channels, and the scale of book printing, which is about 25 million! The first issue of printing is set at 500,000 copies! If the sales volume cannot be reached, it will be calculated according to 500,000 yuan, one page of the book, what do you think?!"

The hand holding the cup, trembling for the first time, sprinkled a hand of orange juice.

Lin Mu took a deep breath: "You really dare to play, is Jiang Feng's gambling so heavy?"

If a magazine wants to publish a full-length martial arts, there is no doubt that there are many difficulties to overcome in the middle, and the effort and money spent are innumerable!

It can be said that this time, even if "Smiling Proud Jianghu" is a big hit, "Story Club" is estimated to not make much money, and its profitability will not be too powerful, the only thing to earn is the transformation of the magazine, and since then it has the ability to publish long-form martial arts, and officially took a perfect step.

But except for Lin Mu, no one knows how big the risk is, Lin Mu's meager has been sent out for several days, during which there are a lot of people who add their own QQ, but most of them will keep the price very low, and the amount of printing is not satisfactory.

But it's "Story Club" again, and Jiang Yang again, finding himself again, and making a big gamble with his trust!

Since the other party dares to gamble and has sincerity, how can Lin Mu have a reason to refuse? !

"Okay, Lao Wang, you are my nobleman, every time I am troubled by the road ahead, I take the initiative to come and show the way. Lin Mu raised his glass and touched him.

After all his efforts, he finally got the word "line", Wang Yang drank the wine in the cup, hugged Lin Mu, and made a common thank you gesture in the martial arts circle.

Picking up the briefcase beside him, Wang Yang flipped out a bank card.

"At this time, you are willing to help my brother and me, help the magazine, and I will remember Wang Yang for the rest of my life! I have made you a friend! This is the minimum guarantee of 500,000 copies, 1 million copyright fees, and the password is your birthday. Don't worry, this is the transformation of the magazine, even if you don't lose some money, you won't be touched by the copyright fee!"

Lin Mu did not refuse, saying that it is now the time to use the money, and the copyright fee will be given later, this is the rule of the industry to treat famous gods, and if you don't accept it, the other party will suspect that you don't really want to cooperate.

Give the card to Lin Lin casually and let her play with it.

Lin Ye looked curious, and was about to grab it with his little sister, but Lin Mu slapped his paws, asked for the card, and carefully put it away.

Million!

Mother Lin's spirit was a little trance, at the dinner table last year, Wang Yang took out 50,000 yuan, which had already shocked her, but she didn't expect that after only a year of hard work, the other party actually sent 1 million in the same place!

Thinking of the dilemma of working hard for less than 20,000 yuan a year ago, Father Lin was also full of emotion, and the wine was surging, almost not believing that he was at home, and he really didn't have to worry about money anymore, and quietly pinched himself under the table, only then did he believe that this was not a dream.

Lin Ye Lin Lin didn't have a lot of feelings about money, and only knew that one million was a lot of money, which was enough to ensure that the family would eat in the future.

The old man could see it, quietly touched Father Lin, and made a look at him.

Father Lin reacted, and hurriedly clinked glasses with Wang Yang: "Editor-in-chief Wang, I toast you! Xiao Mu is wild, and it is easy to offend people outside, you take care of him more, come, let's go!"

Wang Yang drank it all: "I should thank you, I'll call my eldest brother first, it will be estimated that he is in a hurry." ”

……

Wang Yang, like last year, left immediately after the matter was done.

Now is the time when the magazine has a lot of things to do, and he can't be idle.

In the house, Mother Lin held two bank cards, wiped them spotlessly with a clean cloth, and raised her head from time to time and looked at Lin Mu with a smile: "This eldest son, he has really grown up and can earn money for the family......

Lin Mu put his arm on his little brother's shoulder, looking at the joyful appearance of the family, and made up his mind.

"Xiao Xuan, I don't care what kind of martial arts person you are, dare to suppress me, and steal the 'Northern Spiritual Skill'? Just for the sake of my family laughing like this, I have to kill you!"

PS: I really often walk in elementary school, and I control Lori in the morning and evening. Just finished a chapter at eight o'clock.,When you want to upload it.,Conveniently the file was not saved.,It took a while.,Didn't get it back.,Crying to death.,Two changes for the time being today.,Ask for comfort...... (To be continued.) )