The morning in Xiangjiang was filled with fog, Fu Xiang came to the publishing house and asked Secretary Xia if the sea had not sent a message to sign the contract? Unlike the editor-in-chief Li of C Publishing House, Fu Xiang co-founded this publishing house with a few friends after graduating from university, and he is 31 years old this year, working hard for this publishing house all day long. Xiangjiang is not as vast as the mainland, and there are thousands of large and small publishing houses in Xiangjiang, many of which have official backgrounds, and the scale of private enterprises is much larger than his publishing house.

The writers of realistic subjects have long been divided up by the large official private enterprises, and they can only drink some of the leftovers they leave behind after them, they eat meat, and we can only drink soup, and now we can't even drink soup.

Secretary Xia shook his head, not yet. Fu Xiang nodded and returned to the office. When Fu Xiang arrived at the office, he saw the financial director take out the financial statements, the financial director is also a shareholder of this publishing house, he took out the financial statements and shook his head, how young and frivolous they used to be, and wanted to make a career, but after years of hard work, the blood in his heart gradually cooled.

Fu Xiang took the financial statement, glanced at it, and put it down, looking very irritable. The small publishing houses in Xiangjiang are now facing a financial dilemma, they do not publish good works, and good works are in the hands of large publishing houses, so they can only find good works among new writers, but are there good works for them to choose? Only tall ones can be selected from among the short.

A few days ago, the editor happily came to his office with the work of the sea, saying that the publisher might only be able to see it if he brought it back to life. Seeing the editor's happy look, Fu Xiang picked up the manuscript and read it, Fu Xiang's face did not leave the computer all afternoon, even if he drank saliva and smoked a cigarette, he did not force Fu Xiang to divert his attention.

Fu Xiang, who has been lacking masterpieces, seems to see hope, Fu Xiang stood up excitedly, walked back and forth, and looked at Secretary Xia next to him and was also shocked, he had never seen the president's unsteady appearance. Fu Xiang, who came back to his senses after walking for a long time, said to Secretary Xia: Inform the sea quickly, just say that our publishing house has signed a contract, such a good manuscript, such a good idea, must be signed, and whoever does not sign the contract is a fool.

Secretary Xia looked at Fu Xiang excitedly, the president's book is really so good, Secretary Xia is a little unconvinced, he has been Fu Xiang's secretary for almost three years, and he has never seen any wonderful manuscripts, not only he has never seen it, but Fu Xiang has never seen it, so when he heard Fu Xiang say such an excellent manuscript, Secretary Xia is the first word not to believe it.

After all, Fu Xiang is a person who has seen the world, so he quickly calmed down, thought for a while, and said to Secretary Xia: Hurry up and call the editor who reviewed this book and ask about the back of the author of this book.

Soon, the editor and Secretary Xia came back soon, and who of you knew why the author of the book submitted the book to us, the editor said: I really know this, Dahai has written a book, it has been published, and it sells well, and it is submitted to our publishing house, because his original publishing house refused to publish the book. Editor Li of C Publishing House did not pass, saying that the plot was too heavy and there were too few female pig's feet, which did not meet the current market, so it was not published.

Fu Xiang was stunned when he heard this, and said How do you know so clearly. After asking, Fu Xiang came back to his senses, the circle of this publishing house is already small, and everyone knows that there is a little wind and grass. After listening to the editor, I reacted, yes, there are too many killing plots in this book, and it may not sell. Secretary Xia looked at Fu Xiang and said: Otherwise, let's not sign the contract, after all, Editor-in-Chief Li has eaten more salt than we have ever eaten. As soon as he heard this, Fu Xiang suddenly became enlightened, maybe this editor-in-chief Li has eaten more salt than we have ever eaten, but it is precisely like this, he is now seeking stability, blindly seeking stability, and he does not dare to show the slightest risk, anyway, their C publishing house is rich, but can our publishing house be the same? Signed, must be signed.

Fu Xiang looked at the fog outside that shrouded the Xiangjiang River, and this fog was also enveloping his own heart. Fu Xiang clenched his fists, stood up, walked to the window, and said to his good friend who is also a shareholder of this publishing house: This time we have to make a big decision, and if we don't have a big determination, how to do big things. Secretary Xia, if you go to contact the sea, just say that our publishing house buys out 6,000 yuan for one episode of him, or gives him a 10% share of the copyright, I don't believe that he is not impressed.

David boarded the computer and looked at this message, David couldn't help but feel excited, this publishing house is really generous, 10 years ago, I really never heard of a few publishing houses to fire online authors such a price. So that night, David saw that the publisher fired the price of 6,000, and David was not moved, after all, the scale of this publishing house is a bit small, even if it can win a high price, there is no future for development. But now that David sees the 10% copyright share in the back, David is thrilled at this moment. Copyright sharing, for not very famous writers, the publishing house will not offer this price, even if the publishing house signs with you, there is not as much as a buyout of thousands of yuan per episode. However, David has a lot of confidence in this book "Infinite Killing", no, in the book of his previous life. After thinking about it for a moment, David sent a message over.

If the copyright share can reach 13%, we can sign a contract.

The next day, when Fu Xiang was sitting in the office, when he heard this number, Fu Xiang's brows furrowed, the offer of the sea showed that the two sides had talked, unlike before, people didn't pay attention to any offer, and they didn't know who to talk to.

Secretary Xia and the editor were waiting for Fu Xiang's decision, Fu Xiang thought for a while, exhaled a breath, and said to Secretary Xia, go and tell the sea: We signed a contract with him, but we have to sign a contract tomorrow, and then send us two episodes. Let's arrange proofreading and typography right away.

David, who came home from school, saw this message and smiled when he saw that the other party agreed. Soon, David printed out the electronic version of the contract sent by the other party, signed it, and sent it out. Then, I sorted out the manuscript and sent it out.

And the moment M Publishing House received the contract, it finally breathed a sigh of relief, and after receiving the manuscript, Fu Xiang read the manuscript of the second episode with a smile on his face. The quality of this second episode is not below the first episode, and it surpasses the first episode in terms of excitement.

And M Publishing House signed the book, C Publishing House received the news, just like M Publishing House can ask why the sea doesn't publish it with C Publishing House, the circle of publishing houses is small, and everyone knows each other, after all, peers don't know each other's information, so there is no need to mix. And the editor-in-chief Li, who got the news, sneered and didn't say anything, but looking at his disdainful expression, he knew that he was not optimistic about the future of Fu Xiang signing this book.

In Xiangjiang, "Infinite Killing" has landed on the market, and "Being a Warlord in the Three Kingdoms" here has been completed, and David opened a new book by the way and uploaded "Infinite Killing". After getting this done, David suddenly felt that he had nothing to do.