By the time Ye Qing arrived at Tongyuan Plaza, it was already almost half past two. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

There is still half an hour left before the three o'clock agreed with Zhao Jianxiang.

Ye Qing is a person who doesn't like to be late, so he found a stool and sat down like this.

The mobile phone rang suddenly, and he picked it up to see that it was Zhao Jianxiang calling.

After contacting him in the morning, he saved the number.

"Hey, is it Mr. Aoba, I'm Zhao Jianxiang, I've arrived at Tongyuan Square now, waiting for you in front of the Si Tiao Coffee House in the north. ”

Good guy, Zhao Jianxiang has already arrived.

said that it was three o'clock, but now it is only two forty, fortunately, he also arrived early, otherwise Zhao Jianxiang would have to wait a little longer.

"Teacher Zhao, I'm here now, the Thoughts Coffee House in the north, I'm not far from here, I can get there in two minutes. Ye Qing and Zhao Jianxiang said a few words, and then hung up the phone.

Spice Cafe?

This is it!

Seeing the big signboard on the top, Ye Qing was sure that he was not wrong.

In front of the café, there was a man in his thirties standing there.

Ye Qing had never seen Zhao Jianxiang, but there was only one person there, so it could only be him.

"Are you Teacher Zhao Jianxiang Zhao?" Ye Qing asked cautiously for the sake of safety.

The man turned his head and saw Ye Qing's image, and was suddenly a little surprised: "I am, who are you?"

He's a little unsure.

In terms of writing, he leaned towards Aoba as a man in his forties, mature and steady, and engaged in literary and artistic work, wearing a black-rimmed glasses.

But after talking on the phone, under the blow of Ye Qing so out of tune, this image changed, from a man in his forties to a man in his thirties, who talked humorously and quite funny.

After all, such a sophisticated writing and such a classic story need experience to precipitate.

It can't be written without a little age as a basis.

But the one in front of him, who seems to be in his early twenties, will it be Aoba?

You don't think I'm a liar and let people tempt me, right?

Ye Qing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed Zhao Jianxiang's hand and said: "I have admired Teacher Zhao's name for a long time, and I have only heard his voice but not seen him, and today I finally let me see him alive!"

What?

What do you mean to finally see someone alive?

Tell me, when am I going to die?

Seeing the confused expression on the thirty-year-old uncle's face, Ye Qing also eased up, there was ambiguity in what he said!

"That, I'm too excited to speak, I mean I've been hearing your voice on the radio before, and now I've finally met a real person!" Ye Qing explained, and then officially introduced himself: "Hello Mr. Zhao, my name is Ye Qing, and I am the author of "A Chinese Ghost Story" Qingye, you can also see that my pen name is to reverse my real name. ”

I'll go, this guy is really Aoba!

Comrade Lao Zhao had the urge to cover his face.

The gap between Aoba's image and his imagination is too big, and he has repeatedly lowered his imagination of the age of this 'literary worker', but he never thought that he would be a kid in his early twenties.

The gap between this ideal and reality is more than as big as a fat man!

After a while, Zhao Jianxiang eased up, he shook hands again and again and said: "Hello, hello, I am Zhao Jianxiang, the living Zhao Jianxiang!"

Anyway, he is the author of "A Chinese Ghost Story", and Zhao Jianxiang still admires him very much.

To be able to write such a classic that breaks the convention, the temper is odd, and there is nothing.

As for age and precipitation, it can only be said that there is a class of people in this world, called geniuses!

A cold joke that shortened the distance between the two.

After the greetings, Zhao Jianxiang led Ye Qing into the coffee house and found a quiet place to sit down.

It can be seen that Zhao Jianxiang really likes the work "A Chinese Ghost Story".

Before his ass was hot, he began to ask a lot of questions about the creation of "A Chinese Ghost Story".

For example, why did you come up with the idea of creating a work like A Chinese Ghost Story?

What is the mystery of each character's character design.

And why did you have to set such an ending in the end, etc.

Although his question was a bit formulaic, like a reporter's interview question, from Zhao Jianxiang's eyes, he saw that touch of affection.

Ye Qing was still very proud in his heart.

Zhao Jianxiang spoke highly of "A Chinese Ghost Story", but it was all expected by him.

This work is enough to change the current depressed supernatural market, and it is also a pioneering work.

It's like a man who has been hungry and thirsty for a long time and suddenly gives him a bottle of water, can he not like it?

Moreover, Ye Qing has also put a lot of effort into this work, and the carving of the text is almost formed step by step, striving to perfectly present the picture of "A Chinese Ghost Story" in his mind, without causing reading difficulties to people.

"Mr. Zhao, let's get straight to the point, what are your opinions on my work?" After chatting for a while, Ye Qing went straight to the point.

When it comes to business, Zhao Jianxiang also said with a pale face: "I came today to talk to you about the contract." ”

Ye Qing tilted his head and asked, "Contract?"

Zhao Jianxiang nodded and said: "You also submitted to our Merlin Night Talk after seeing the advertisement, right? ”

Ye Qing nodded suddenly, he is now tight, and it is also because of seeing this advertisement that "A Chinese Ghost Story" will be born.

"But after seeing "A Chinese Ghost Story", I changed my original mind, I want to buy out the audio copyright of "A Chinese Ghost Story" and the copyright of the stage play adaptation, for a period of 20 years, all of which are exclusively licensed!" Zhao Jianxiang took a deep breath and said what he meant.

Their initial authorization was only an authorization, not an exclusive authorization, and Ye Qing could also use the copyright to authorize other radio stations.

But if you sign an exclusive license, it will be different, which means that all the audio copyrights of "A Chinese Ghost Story", and the adaptation rights of stage plays, can only be owned by them within the specified number of years, and Ye Qing is not allowed to authorize anyone else!

In fact, the price of their advertising was inflated, because of the separate broadcast copyright authorization, and almost no one in the current supernatural stories can reach such a price.

This price is just an eye-catching price, and when you negotiate a contract with the author in the future, it will be pressed down according to the quality of the work.

And now Ye Qing's "A Chinese Ghost Story" is completely beyond the imagination of the stage, he took it to ask the leader in the morning, and only then did he read it, so he let him go and sign it, so he now has the confidence to speak.

"Exclusive buyout?!" Ye Qing was surprised, he also understood the authorization in this regard, but he didn't expect Zhao Jianxiang's station to be so decisive, and he directly wanted to buy out the audio copyright and stage adaptation rights, he asked: "The copyright is in my hands, let's talk about the price!"

"Generally, the purchase of exclusive rights to novels in our station will not exceed 20,000 episodes, and the purchase of exclusive copyrights rarely occurs. I don't want to talk to Mr. Aoba about it, the bottom line that the station gave me is 50,000 episodes, and the stage play is 100,000 direct buyout, what do you think of the price?"

Ye Qing reached out and touched his brows, as if hesitating.