Zhang Yun was about to leave, but Wei Heming hurriedly smiled and said, "Master Zhang, everything is easy to say, everything is easy to say." ”

"Master Zhang, it is really a last resort to ask you to serialize in our suspense world in advance. However, as you know, it's not easy to make money as a niche magazine. In addition, if the standard of your manuscript fee rises again, it may cause other writers to follow suit.

The price of 3500 thousand words offered to you before was also agreed to by the company after I repeatedly asked the company. In this way, this time I will make the decision first, and raise your manuscript fee standard to 3,600 yuan per thousand words, what do you think?"

At this moment, Wei Heming almost wanted to slap his mouth.

He meowed, and he despised March just now, but as a result, this Zhang Yun raised the price halfway.

I used to think that Zhang Yun was okay, but now it seems that this guy is not a good bird.

Typical as in March.

It's just that no matter how Wei Heming scolded Zhang Yun to death in his heart, he can only laugh now.

In March, he could handle it at will, but he didn't dare to offend this Zhang Yun.

What's more, now the suspense world still has to ask Zhang Yun.

"Editor-in-Chief Wei, I see that you have no sincerity at all, so we don't need to talk about it. ”

Zhang Yun got up again, and Wei Heming had to pull Zhang Yun with a smile on his face.

"Master Zhang, Brother Zhang, if you have something to say, why don't you have 3700 words in a thousand words?"

"Editor-in-chief Wei, it's just one or two hundred, do you think this is selling cabbage on the street?"

"Okay, Master Zhang, you can quote a price. ”

Wei and Ming's hearts were dripping blood.

My grass, one or two hundred is still the price of cabbage, and the cabbage is too expensive.

Do you know how many authors can't even get a price of one or two hundred?

Not to mention, it's just a price increase now.

“5000。 ”

Stretching out five fingers, Zhang Yun said, "Below this number, don't talk about it." ”

"What, 5000. ”

"Master Zhang, you're too lion-mouthed. ”

Almost, Wei Heming was about to scold.

His sister, when this is a bank, you can open as much as you want.

5000 words per thousand, his sister's, Lao Tzu can invite a well-known writer on the front line.

It's just that he thinks so, but Wei Heming definitely doesn't dare to say such a thing.

"It's average, in my opinion, the suspense world can offer 2,000 words for March, how can I say it, it's equivalent to two and a half March. The price of 5,000 for 1,000 words is appropriate, isn't it?"

"Master Zhang, you let me think about it. ”

"Yes, though, I can say that I don't have much time and I'm going to leave in a moment. And, I don't think you have much time in the suspense world. If you miss this issue, you'll have to wait for the next one. I don't know if if you wait a few more issues and the sales of your suspense world magazine will drop to 180,000 copies. ”

"Okay, Master Zhang, we agree to your price. ”

Gritting his teeth, Wei Heming nodded and agreed to Zhang Yunqianzi's offer of 5,000 words.

"Editor-in-Chief Wei, be happy. ”

Seeing Wei Heming nodding, Zhang Yun smiled with satisfaction, "I just like the person who is so happy as Editor-in-Chief Wei, since that's the case, let's sign a supplementary contract." ”

"Okay, okay, it's not easy to sign this supplementary contract. ”

Watching Zhang Yun take out a supplementary contract from his bag, Wei Heming scolded a few words in his heart.

It seems that this guy has already calculated himself.

Both parties read the details of the supplementary contract, and after confirming that there was no problem, they signed their names.

"Okay, Editor-in-Chief Wei, I'll go back first. Don't worry, since your company is so happy to offer me a price of 5,000 for 1,000 words, then my new book is absolutely unambiguous. I believe that the next issue of my new work "Evil Ghosts in the Road" will definitely bring a surprise to your society. ”

"I'm looking forward to it too. ”

Wei Heming also replied.

"Wait, Master Zhang, take a moment. ”

Just as Zhang Yun was about to leave, Zhu Shi, the deputy editor-in-chief who had not spoken in the office, spoke.

"Mr. Zhu has something to say, please speak. ”

For Zhu Shi, Zhang Yun still respects him.

This is not because Zhu Shi is the deputy editor-in-chief of the suspense world, but because Zhu Shi is also the author.

In particular, Zhu Shi was older than Zhang Yun in the Spiritual Realm. When Zhang Yun debuted back then, he once asked Zhu Shi for advice on how to write supernatural novels. Although it cannot be said that Zhang Yun's success was Zhu Shi's guidance back then. But in the face of half of the teacher who had instructed him, Zhang Yun was still very grateful.

However, Zhang Yun has his own considerations in his heart, gratitude is gratitude, cooperation is cooperation, and he still has to ask for a price when he should ask for it.

Therefore, when Zhu Shi spoke, Zhang Yun had already thought of a strategy for answering.

Even if Zhu Shi may embarrass himself with his previous guidance, Zhang Yun also has a topic to excuse.

It's just that Zhang Yun seems to be wrong, Zhu Shi didn't have any standard for Zhang Yun's manuscript fee, but said, "Zhang Yun, I don't know if you have read a magazine in the middle of the night recently." ”

"Talking in the middle of the night?"

Zhang Yun was stunned for a moment, a little strange, "The midnight talk is no longer the midnight talk of the year, to be honest, I haven't paid attention to this magazine in the past year." Isn't this magazine going to go out of business?"

"A hundred-legged insect, dead but not stiff, not to mention, the midnight talk seems to have a strong author joining. ”

"Who?"

"Mortal dust. ”

"Mortal dust?"

Zhang Yun shook his head, "Mr. Zhu, I haven't heard of this mortal dust's vest." ”

"I haven't heard of it either, so it's probably a rookie author. ”

"Rookie author. ”

Hearing this, Zhang Yun smiled dumbly, "Mr. Zhu, what is there to watch as a rookie author." ”

"Of course, there is nothing to watch for a rookie author, but if it is a super-talented rookie author, then it has to be dike. I suggest that when Master Zhang goes back, he can take a look at Fanchen's recent works and talk about fasting. ”

"Chatting?"

Zhang Yun was a little helpless, and said involuntarily, "Since Mr. Zhu suggested, then, after I go back, I will take a look at this part of the chat." Let's take a look at what kind of work this author, whom Mr. Zhu considers a super genius, is writing. ”

……

"This Zhang Yun is getting more and more crazy. ”

Seeing Zhang Yun leaving, Wei Heming said hatefully, "Sooner or later, one day, he will enter the end of March." ”

However, Zhu Shi, the deputy editor-in-chief on the side, shook his head, "It's difficult." ”

"Although Zhang Yun is very crazy, the city is very deep, which is different from the arrogance of March. However, such a character is destined not to become a party. ”

"Well, you're right. However, why didn't you come forward to talk about Zhang Yun just now. Now it's 5,000 words, and maybe when another 6,000 words will be reported, so if this continues, our suspense world will not be collapsed by other competitors, but also by him. By the way, didn't you once instruct Zhang Yun, as long as you come forward, presumably Zhang Yun should know how to square inches. ”

"Nope. ”

Zhu Shi shook his head, "You don't know Zhang Yun." Don't look at Zhang Yun being polite in front of me, a picture of respecting the teacher. But inside, he probably didn't pay any attention to me, the person who had instructed him. Forget it, let's not talk about him. This guy has been able to get to this point, in addition to the city government, he has worked hard enough, and he also has some small talents, so it's nothing if I point out or not. I think, Lao Wei, are we digging up the rookie author. ”

"You're talking about mortal dust?"

"Yes. ”

"Actually, I also have this idea, but this guy seems to be really a newcomer, and many authors don't know him, and he doesn't have his contact information. ”

"Hehe, Lao Wei, you are confused, it doesn't matter if you can't find it, don't you still talk in the middle of the night? Do you think that some editors who talk in the middle of the night, they will not know the contact information of Fan Chen?"