As Yu Bai told her, he no longer publishes books and is no longer a writer. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

This fact made Zhao Xueman very difficult to accept, and asked the reason, Yu Bai just smiled and shook his head, saying that you will understand in the future.

In fact, Yu Bai also knew how hasty his decision was, but after this fact was said, he obviously felt that Zhao Xueman breathed a sigh of relief, and her smile became more and more relaxed, as if his words had removed the invisible burden on her.

Looking at her bright smiling face, Yu Bai sighed in his heart: This is what he wants to have.

The short-lived and brilliant writer Yu Bai seems to be drifting away because of his decision.

If Yu Bai's changing attitude allowed him to find the meaning of a new life, then for Wang Tansheng, from getting to know Yu Bai to the publication of "Scarlet Years", and then to "Triple Gate" and "Sadness Flows into a River". He really realized what it means to be a bestseller and a successful publishing house.

Just like Yu Bai said at the beginning, the three books were released at the same time, and they were sold at the same time, driving each other.

Half a month later, when I saw the recent income table reported by the Ministry of Finance, Wang Tansheng really realized the power and potential of Yu Bai!

He never even dreamed that his precarious situation would be completely changed by one person.

Holding this bodyguard, Wang Tansheng was so excited that he couldn't help himself, he immediately dialed Yu Bai's phone, and at this moment he was eager to tell Yu Bai how many copies of these three books were sold and how much money they made.

"Hey, brother, don't come unharmed!"

"Thanks to you, it's good, by the way, the recent sales list has come out, let me tell you, you don't think this is a kind of achievement."

In the face of Wang Tansheng's joy, in fact, Yu Bai understands even if he doesn't have to guess that none of these three books is unknown.

"The Scarlet Years" is written in the style of the reflection of the left hand and the years of the right hand, and it is the work of Xiao Si who is just starting out, even so, the book was first printed with 70,000 copies, and more than 500,000 copies were sold in the following years.

"Triple Gate" was not bad, Han Han sold 135 copies in the first year after its publication, and another 2 million in the following two years.

"Sadness Flows Into a River" is considered a work after the success of Xiao Si, with a first printing of 800,000 copies, sold out within a few days, and sold more than 3 million copies in the following two years.

These data are incomparably illustrating a problem, best-selling is not a problem, popularity is the key, if these two points are not met, it is the real problem.

So at this moment, hearing Wang Tansheng's excitement, Yu Bai was like a listener who knew the secret, but still maintained interest, "Brother, how do I know about this kind of thing, a recent graduate, or you tell me, maybe I can become a 10,000 yuan household as soon as I change." ”

Seeing Yu Bai say this, Wang Tansheng looked very happy, and kept smiling, "What is a 10,000 yuan household, tell you, not only do you want to become a 10,000 yuan household, but I am afraid that you can also be on the list of young best-selling authors with the results of these three books." ”

"Really?"

Not only that, as of yesterday, "Scarlet" has sold 120,000 copies, "Sadness Flows Into a River" has sold 230,000 copies, and "Triple Gate" has reached a new high, with a total of 340,000 copies. You say, not only will you become famous in China, but you have basically made it to the list of all the bestsellers nowadays. ”

“……”

For a while, Yu Bai was a little dumbfounded, it turned out that the success that was unattainable before came to him in such a way.

"Does that mean I've become rich?"

"Of course, it must! That's right, but since the book payment is received in batches, the transfer to your account is also in batches, anyway, my brother will not miss you. ”

"Then thank you, brother."

Hanging up the phone, Yu Bai was a little emotional, because he clearly remembered that the hot sale of "Triple Gate" that year was mentioned by Han Han at the level of the show, and the manuscript fee he received at that time was 500,000 yuan, and now, the results of Triple Gate are better than in his previous life, and there are two other books with good momentum. Of course, he also thought about it, in addition to the excellent quality of the book, that is, it is at the forefront of all peers, and the indispensable point is that his pen is sealed, which are all factors that drive book sales.

10,000 yuan household?

In this way, my brother has finally become a rich man.

However, many times, the moon is cloudy and sunny, and people have blessings and misfortunes.

A week later, just when Wang Tansheng was about to show his strengths, wanted to revitalize his family business, and wanted to give Cao Qianchen a go, an accident appeared.

originally single-handedly handled Yu Bai's three books, and the Changsam Literary and Art Publishing House can be said to be in the limelight. Therefore, it is inevitable that many authors will appear in front of Wang Tansheng by self-recommendation, and find Changsam Literature and Art Publishing House, all of which want to use his shareholder style. So during this time, Wang Tansheng was too busy to do anything, and the publishing house also signed one local book after another.

And today, Wang Tansheng was about to make an appointment with an author he was very optimistic about, but before the phone call went out, there was a commotion outside the office.

Wang Tansheng hurriedly walked out, but what he saw was someone from the General Administration of Publishing of Hunan Province!

"You are Wang Tansheng, the editor-in-chief of Changshan Literature and Art?"

Faced with the sudden questioning of the Provincial Publishing Administration, Wang Tansheng seemed a little confused, and Mu Leng replied, "Yes, I am." ”

"Hello, I'm Sun Qing, section chief of the Hunan Provincial Publishing Bureau, this is the report letter we received, and the whistleblower is your publishing house Goldman Sachs." Sun Qing said, and glanced at the people behind him, and then Goldman Sachs came to the front of the people from the crowd.

At this moment, Goldman Sachs' expression was evasive, and the whole person didn't dare to look directly at Wang Tansheng as if he was ashamed.

"This "Memoirs of Northern Autumn" was published by your publishing house."

Wang Tansheng looked at all this in front of him with a strange expression, then took the book, first looked at the author, then looked at the book number, then looked at the inner leaf of the book, and finally he nodded heavily.

"That's right, it's a book from our publishing house."

"Do you still have an impression of the content?"

"Contents?" Wang Tansheng was stunned, although he has signed a lot of books recently, but most of them are reviewed by him personally, so many years of experience in the industry tell him that even if the situation is good now, the basic principles cannot be lost. And he naturally read the book in his hand, and the memories are cheap, so he remembered the general content of the book.

"Yes, the book is in the form of an autobiography, and it tells the story of the author's eight years of living in the North." He can't remember the specifics, but the theme will not be wrong, he signed this book because he liked the author's writing in the book is quite simple and sophisticated, and it was recommended by his assistant Goldman Sachs, so he signed it.

It's just that what puzzled him was that the people from the Provincial Publishing Administration were talking about this book.

Sun Qing naturally saw Wang Tansheng's incomprehension, but in his opinion, publishing such a book with a bad influence, and being so unhurried and duplicitous to arrange such a reason and excuse, Sun Qing also had to admire the person in front of him.

Immediately, Sun Qing frowned, pointed to the book that Wang Tansheng was holding in his hand, and said, "Since you say so, then I will ask you to open it and take a look, maybe we can better communicate and deal with it later."

"Look through? Communication...... Dispose? ”

Thinking about these words, Wang Tansheng suddenly realized something, and this thought made his whole person feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

The composure that he had barely maintained just now suddenly disappeared, and his hands, which had been active, seemed to be frozen, and he opened the book in his hand with great difficulty. However, I did it several times, but it didn't work.

Seeing this, Sun Qing stretched out his hand and helped him open the book, and couldn't help but help him open it, and he stood next to him quite skillfully, starting from the preface of the title page at the beginning.

"Let's start with the preface, the above content is as you said, it is the author's self-description of Beihan's life in the north for several years. And whether it's the cover or the introduction on the front inside, there's no problem. But when you open the first chapter, you'll see these things......"

Following the page that Sun Qing opened, Wang Tansheng's eyes moved, and he immediately saw such a text.

"I am not a quiet person, much less a self-disciplined person, and in the first month of the first year in the north, I found a man, a beautiful woman, in my rented house. She was a widow, with long swarthy hair, round, talking eyes, and tender skin that looked like water. I especially like to watch her go out every day to pour water, laundry and cooking, because in this way, I can see his plump body, shaking in front of my eyes, and whenever this happens, she will smile at me. At this moment, I clearly have a hunch that some kind of exciting and pleasant story will happen between me and her. ”

"How so...... How can this be, this manuscript is not like this, it is not like this......"

However, Sun Qing didn't seem to care about Wang Tansheng's reaction, but continued to turn a few pages, casually pointed to a paragraph and said, "Look at this again." ”

"It was a moonless and windless night, all the tenants fell asleep, after days of harassment, I was finally able to agree to enter her boudoir, I was excited, tiptoed out the door, but because of the excitement, from time to time I touched the pots and pots in the aisle, I pushed the door open, called her name...... Li Meili, Li Meili, your man is coming for you. Yes, she has a name that people can't forget, and she has a body that people can't forget, calling softly a few times, I suddenly felt a fierce heat in my arms, and she threw herself on me and got into my arms. ”

After reading it, even after reading a few lines, Wang Tansheng deeply understood that this was a game, a painstaking game, a game that framed himself and made him unable to get out.

His most trusted assistant recommended a very high-quality book, but when he agreed to sign it, he secretly changed the manuscript when it was typesetting, yes, he has the ability and the right to do so. The next thing is simple, due to his own negligence and carelessness, he just let a **** book that steals beams and changes pillars be published by his publishing house through his hands.

Hehe, Cao Qianchen, my old opponent, you really won't stop, swear!

"Editor-in-chief Wang, I'll turn another page everywhere, you can take a look."

In the face of Sun Qing's actions, Wang Tansheng suddenly shook off his hand, and then without looking at him, he came to Goldman Sachs who was standing next to him restlessly, as if he was ready to run away at any time.

At this moment, what can Wang Tansheng do and what can he say?

Can you ask him why he did this? Why do you want to unite with outsiders to do this to yourself?

What's the point?

Wang Tansheng took the book in his hand that made him helpless, and put down his hand that was pointing at Gao Shen tremblingly, and hung down in front of him like this, as if he had no strength anymore.

And Goldman Sachs on the other side seemed to be unable to stand the inner torment, and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word, so he buried his hands in his hands.

Goldman Sachs is also a human being, he has followed Wang Tansheng for so many years, how can he do such a thing, but he also has his own difficulties, he is a good gambler, a big gambler, and owes a lot of debt, and the salary of the publishing house is not enough for him to fill this big hole. At this time, someone approached them and said that as long as they helped them do one thing, they would repay all their gambling debts.

I never dreamed that such a good thing would happen to me, so I agreed without thinking about it.

At first, he didn't have any suspicions at all, thinking that he was really lucky, and there was a rich master who wrote a book and wanted to find a place to publish it, so he recommended this "Memoirs of Northern Autumn" with a murderous intention to his brother Wang Tansheng.

The result came down quickly, agreed, signed, and the rest was to review and finalize the typesetting and distribution.

Gao Shengman thought that he would be able to complete the task in this way, but who knew that this was only the beginning of the nightmare, he got another copy of "Memoirs of Northern Autumn" He only looked at it a few times, and he had to refuse, because this is a yellow book at all, how can their publishing house publish such a book, if they really do this, not to mention that Brother Wang will be affected, I am afraid that his job, this publishing house will also be seized.

But everything was already on track, and he ...... There is no way back.

Memories stranded, and Goldman Sachs, who blamed himself for the pain, squatted on the ground and whimpered alone.

Wang Tansheng said to Sun Qing in front of him, "I admit it...... I plead guilty. ”

"I am glad that you are cooperating with us, and now I announce the results of the handling of this by the General Administration of Publications of the Lower Province...... In view of the Changsam Literature and Art Publishing House, the publication and dissemination of the **** book "Memoirs of the Northern Autumn" will be dealt with as follows for the time being, and the publishing house will be closed and rectified from now on, and the editor-in-chief Wang Tansheng will bring it back to cooperate with the investigation......"