After more than 20 minutes of bus, Chen Qi came to the agreed place.

This is a small five-story old building, red bricks and moss, very classical.

In this capital city densely populated with skyscrapers, the ancient buildings are more leisurely and calm, and the charm is timeless.

This is exactly what the moire teahouse is.

As the world's veteran hegemon, the Chinese Republic has a natural high national culture, and the teahouses are usually much more high-end than cafes and Western restaurants.

"Sir, please come in."

A beautiful and gentle hostess ushered Chen Qi into the teahouse.

Although Chen Qi's outfit was really shabby, the well-trained hostess did not show contempt, at least not on the surface.

"I have an appointment."

As soon as Chen Qi finished speaking, he saw a middle-aged man walking over quickly.

"You're Mr. Apocalypse?"

"Yes. You are? ”

"I am Lu Wenxin. Mr. Apocalypse, let's go in and talk. ”

Lu Wen was a little anxious, and led Chen Qi into a private room on the third floor.

"I didn't expect Mr. Apocalypse to be so young."

As he spoke, Lu Wenxin poured a cup of tea for Chen Qi.

"Thank you. Editor-in-chief Lu, you can just call me Chen Qi. Chen Qi said.

"Well, you are writing martial arts novels, you must be full of pride, I am not hypocritical, call you Brother Chen Qi. You call Lao Lu, just do it. ”

"Brother Lu, please drink."

Chen Qi picked up the teacup and drank it all.

"Good! Next time, we don't need to make an appointment with a teahouse, just make an appointment with a tavern. ”

Lu Wenxin smiled, and then drank all the tea in the cup.

"Let's get down to business first. My publisher and I are very optimistic about your novels. I don't know what the price of your heart is, Brother Chen Qi? Lu Wenxin said.

"The price of licensing serialization is easy to say, and as for the other copyrights, I want to keep them first." Chen Qi said directly.

"Hmm."

Lu Wenxin nodded and said, "I want to ask, is my brother keeping the novel until now because he wants to keep other copyrights?" ”

"Yes."

Chen Qi nodded.

Just when he thought that Lu Wenxin was going to lower the price or put forward other conditions, he only heard Lu Wenxin say: "First introduce our publishing house." Our Wujie Publishing House is an emerging publishing house, which was founded by the film and television giant 'Qinglong Film and Television'. ”

"Our publishing house is not short of money, but it lacks excellent works."

"One hundred and fifty yuan for a thousand words, as long as the serialization rights of "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch". But Brother Chen Qi, you have to agree to the physical book publishing rights, film and television adaptation rights of this novel, and my brother's next book, our publishing house has priority. ”

"Yes."

Chen Qi didn't think about it, so he agreed, the serialization rights of "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch", his bottom line is 100 words per 100, if it is a powerful publishing house, it can be lowered a little more, and now it is a surprise to buy 15 words per 1,000 words.

Hearing Chen Qi's promise, Lu Wenxin suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Lu Wenxin poured a glass of water for Chen Qihe himself, then picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"The World of Martial Arts, the flagship magazine of our publishing house, will be officially launched next month. "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch" is likely to be the main work. After publication, we will evaluate the popularity of the novel, and if it exceeds the normal popularity of 1,000 words and 15 words, our publisher will compensate you in the form of red envelopes afterwards. Moreover, I will try my best to develop other copyrights of "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch", and if nothing else, it will be very likely to be adapted into a TV series. Lu Wenxin said.

To be honest, the conditions given by Lu Wenxin are really generous, except that the serialization rights of "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch" are given a slightly lower price, even if it is a martial arts master, this is the treatment.

On the one hand, Wujie Publishing House is too short of manuscripts, and on the other hand, Lu Wenxin is very optimistic about Chen Qi, and he believes that Chen Qi will definitely be able to write the same excellent works, so he took a gamble.

Lu Wenxin acted vigorously and resolutely, and then dragged Chen Qi back to the publishing house to finalize the contract.

When leaving the Cloud Pattern Teahouse, Chen Qi suddenly thought that the proprietress daughter Zhao Lan had said that the minimum consumption of this teahouse seemed to be one thousand.

Chen Qi also sighed that he and Lu Wenxin seemed to have only drunk a few small glasses of water, and the thousand yuan was gone.

Who knew that Lu Wenxin smiled and said: "1,000 yuan is the minimum consumption, how can a big writer like you be the first to invite you?" I ordered a private room for 1,08. Speaking of which, I took advantage of it this time. With your literary talent, brother, if I want to invite you in the future, I will definitely need the private room on the top floor of the moire teahouse. ”

Chen Qiwei smiled, he wouldn't take this kind of kind words seriously.

……

Lu Wenxin was very efficient, quickly prepared the contract, and also hired a lawyer as a notarization.

signed the contract, Chen Qi handed over the first half of "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch", that is, the manuscript of 200,000 words. These manuscripts were written by him who got up early in the morning and worked hard in the dark.

"I've already written 200,000 words."

Lu Wenxin looked at the manuscript given by Chen Qi, and his heart was excited. You must know that the mainstream martial arts novels are generally more than 200,000 words long, and the shorter ones are estimated to be only 100,000 words, although Chen Qi said that he is expected to write 400,000 words, but whether he can write so much, Lu Wenxin is still a little worried, and now when he sees the manuscript of 200,000 words, he suddenly feels a lot more relieved.

Lu Wenxin took a brief look, and then said: ""Martial Arts World" will be published next month, and we will have some publicity work before, and I hope that my brother will cooperate with it then." ”

"Well said. I'll try to cooperate. ”

Chen Qi nodded and agreed, this time he cooperated with Lu Wenxin, it was quite pleasant, he naturally would not refuse this request, and the publicity was not only to enhance the popularity of "Martial Arts World", but also to enhance the popularity of "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch".

"Brother Lu, I'll take my leave first."

Chen Qi left Wujie Publishing House with a manuscript fee of 30,000 yuan.

After going out, he didn't go straight home, but walked to the shopping street, ready to buy a suit.

After more than 30 years of experience in his previous life, of course he knew that "people rely on clothes, and Buddha depends on gold", and if he wants to cooperate with the publicity work of "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch", it is indispensable to deal with people in various industries, and a decent dress is essential.

Soon, Chen Qi walked out of a men's clothing store.

At this time, he was completely new from the inside out.

The upper body is light blue casual clothes, and the lower body is a black pants, this dress is more simple, both vibrant, and not frivolous, Chen Qi has a good foundation, changed into the old clothes on his body, and immediately became a handsome guy at the level of a male god.

At that time, in the men's clothing store, Chen Qi changed his clothes and walked out, and the little girl in the store suddenly looked straight in her eyes.

"Tsk, that's good."

This body is much more handsome than in his previous life, otherwise He Wei would not have taken a fancy to him at the beginning.

However, this outfit cost Chen Qi more than 5,000 yuan, and his clothes are only mid-range.

"Or I'm too poor."

Chen Qi shook his head, even if he received 30,000 yuan today, he was still a poor man. The 30,000 yuan is estimated to be impossible to buy in Yanjing.

But as a poor person, there are some things that still have to be bought.

He stopped by the computer city.

The original notebook was second-hand, and it has been able to hold on until now, because of the result of his careful care, and now that he has money, of course Chen Qi wants to buy a new one.

"What do you need?"

Chen Qi walked into the computer city, and someone stepped forward and said.

"I'll take a look."

Chen Qi naturally knows that in the computer city, the prices of computers are inflated, and all kinds of pit people, especially those who do business at the door, don't say anything about you, and I'm sorry for their hospitality.

After turning around, he saw the official sales point of "Tianxia Technology", and Chen Qi walked in.

As an old superpower, Tianxia Technology is a world-famous brand, and its computers and mobile phones are sold all over the world.

"Sir, we have a complete range of computers here, what price do you want?"

Chen Qi looked at it for a while, but he still took a fancy to a new ultra-thin notebook of 8,000 yuan.

"Buy."

As soon as he gritted his teeth, he decided to buy it. I'm going to be a big writer soon, and I can't scarce these small money.

After buying the notebook, the broken phone on my body is obviously not worthy.

Buy again!

On the way home, he bought a mainstream mobile phone for more than 2,000 yuan.

In this way, more than half of the 30,000 yuan he entered today's account was used.

Back at home, look at the cramped and dimly lit rented room.

Chen Qi said secretly: "Hurry up and write the manuscript, so that if you enter another 30,000 yuan, you can change to a better set of rent." ”

As for when he will be able to buy a house in the capital Yanjing, it is estimated that he will have to wait until he becomes a great writer.

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