Chapter 187: Publishing House

Huaxia is a humane society, if you want to do things, there are always all kinds of people, and the ancestors told us to rely on our parents at home and rely on our parents when we go out is undoubtedly not proof of this sentence. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Chinese people encounter something, often the first thought is to find someone to solve.

These things mentioned in this move do not refute the rule of law or the rule of man, or there are people in the court who are easy to do, these are too far away from Luo Feng, and what he has to face now is to sell his newly written Wukong biography, but it seems too cheap to find it for no reason, so Luo Feng undoubtedly remembered Yangmei, which is undoubtedly an all-round character in his heart.

In the global office, Yang Mei looked surprised, "Your album is about to be released, why do you still want to release a book?" ”

Luo Feng shrugged helplessly: "No way, personal hobby." Yang Mei frowned: "It's not impossible for you to publish a book, which can also increase your popularity, but now publishing a book will undoubtedly distract the exposure of your album, so it will inevitably outweigh the losses." ”

"Sister Yang, you know that I have never cared about that money."

Looking at Luo Feng, who didn't care, Yang Mei bit her lip unconsciously, she understood Luo Feng's temperament, but in her opinion, it was not a matter of money or not, but these two things together could not play its original benefit, wouldn't this be a good opportunity. However, Yang Mei was not worried about what Luo Feng wrote in her heart, she had blindly believed in Luo Feng's talent, as long as it was written by Luo Feng, it was definitely good.

Luo Feng was so anxious that he didn't mean to use Wukong's biography book to fight back, and use this book to show his attitude. In his previous life, he created a monkey who yearns for freedom and challenges all systems, at this moment, Luo Feng seems to be very similar to himself, and the gods and Buddhas are just sanctimonious people. Luo Feng is already arrogant, you let me be a foot, I will let you be a foot, but if you think you can bully others, I will let you splash three feet of blood!

"Have you found a good publishing house? If you want to publish a book, you must find a good publishing house, which must have a certain reputation, a wide range of distribution, and many sales channels, otherwise it will be useless for you to find a random publishing house. ”

Luo Feng was a little speechless, how could he make Yang Meiyi say that it was still a particularly difficult thing for him to publish a book. "Sister Yang, even if I go directly to several big publishing houses in our country, they will directly publish books for me, right? Your worries are unnecessary. ”

Yang Mei was a little speechless, she originally wanted these to dispel Luo Feng's idea of publishing a book directly, but if she thought about it carefully, it was really not feasible, the first book of the Booker Literature Prize winner, how big a gimmick should this be? Yang Mei's eyes rolled, "But have you thought about your remuneration?" ”

"Remuneration? They don't give too low, do they? Luo Feng was a little unsure, and he himself hadn't thought about it.

Yang Mei calculated for Luo Feng like an insider: "The remuneration for publishing books is usually divided into two types: buyout and divide, you must have chosen to divide it, now depending on your fame, the publishing house is likely to give you four or six points or three or seven points, but you have thought that there is no publishing house and you have to share with the following booksellers, distribution channels, etc., this should be all your money, but all of it is gone." ”

"Sister Yang, what do you want to say?"

"Why don't you have a publishing house of your own?"

Yang Mei's words seem to have opened a new door for Luo Feng, yes, why can't I have a publishing house of my own? In the future, it will definitely be indispensable when writing things, and it will be much more convenient if you have a publishing house of your own. Thinking of this, Luo Feng couldn't help but be a little excited: "Sister Yang, do you have any suitable clues?" ”

"Tell me how much money you have first?"

"Fifteen million, I guess."

"Okay, I have a bottom in my heart, I will pay attention to it for you, and I will give you news in the near future."

Luo Feng nodded, this will make Luo Feng sigh that his money is really too little, if you want to buy a publishing house, it is estimated that you will not have more than 10 million yuan, do you want to go out to pick up a commercial performance or something, one will be hundreds of thousands or even millions, alas, forget it, it's too lazy, let's let yourself die poor.

Two days later, there was news that Yangmei has always been vigorous and resolute, and Yangmei also brought the information of this publishing house, this publishing house is called Fengxing Publishing House, which was established in the nineties of the last century, and it has been brilliant for a while. But since the beginning of the new century, the situation has deteriorated, but the boss still has an obsession in his heart to support.

In a café, Luo Feng met Li Hang, the owner of this popular publishing house, a typical southerner, who looks very warm, but the haggard on his face can't be hidden.

"Mr. Li, I'm Luo Feng."

It seems that he has not heard such a title for a long time, Li Hang is a little embarrassed, "Mr. Li doesn't dare to be, but I didn't expect that the person who wants to buy a publishing house will be you." ”

Luo Feng laughed. "I'm a direct person, and I don't beat around the bush, I'm a literati and it's normal to want to buy a publishing house, I don't know if Mr. Li is willing to cut love?"

"Since I came, I have been busy with this publishing house for more than 20 years, and now I see that it is getting worse, so sell it, sell it. I'm relieved to be able to make it to someone like you. ”

"Then Mr. Li, you can make a price."

"That Ming people don't say dark words, although the popular publishing house is as yellow as yesterday, but when I founded it, I was very prescient and built a very complete distribution channel, although most of the losses over the years are only because of lack of funds."

The most important thing for a publishing house is the sales channel. One that can be distributed nationally and one that can only be distributed in one province is not the same concept at all.

Li Hang no longer has the frustration just now, but really looks like a smart businessman, "Fifteen million, this publishing house is yours." ”

"No, no, no, Mr. Li, although your sales channels are there, there are not many, I can spend money to spread them out."

"It's too expensive to spend money and reroll it out."

"But Mr. Li, I still know the basic situation of your publishing house, and now I don't even have a whole set of teams, so I have to recruit people again and start anew."

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"Eleven million can't be less!"

"Okay, deal."

Li Hang seemed to be relieved and reluctant, "From today onwards, it will be yours, and I have nothing to do with it." ”

Luo Feng smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to Li Hang: "I now officially invite you to join the new Fengxing Publishing House as the president of Fengxing Publishing House!" ”

Li Hang looked at Luo Feng's smiling face, and was stunned for a moment........ (To be continued.) )