Compared with the contracts he saw in his previous life, the one in his hand was very simple, but it made Yang Huan extremely satisfied.

The remuneration of the novel was actually raised to the height of two hundred words per thousand, which was really unexpected to him.

There were already a lot of fifty pairs of newcomers before, and now they have such a sky-high price, needless to say, I know how much effort He Haiyuan has put into it.

used to always regard He Haiyuan as a network that could be used, although Yang Huan was grateful for his help, but it was not to the point of gratitude.

But now that he feels He Haiyuan's repeated help, he has a better impression of this person, and he also has some respect in his heart.

"It's the same level as always, it's good."

It didn't take long for He Haiyuan to reluctantly put down the manuscript, and now is obviously not the time to read.

"It's okay to read the contract, right?"

"Of course, thank you Uncle He."

He Haiyuan shook his head: "This is your own ability, if "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" is not good enough, you won't be able to get this money." ”

Speaking of this, He Haiyuan had a bright smile on his face: "By the way, a few days ago, the people of the second station approached an outside newspaper, hoping to get the copyright of the radio station audio broadcast of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern". ”

"Oh? Radio Television Hong Kong? ”

He Haiyuan nodded and said with a smile; "I didn't expect this novel to be so popular, and today I called you over, not only because of the contract, but also because of this matter. I've already made an appointment, and you can talk about it when the time comes. ”

"Thank you, Uncle He."

Yang Huan was overjoyed, he didn't expect the radio station to come to the door so quickly. I thought that it would take some time for the copyright operation of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" to be carried out, but now that the radio station has come to the door by itself, it must not be long before it can be published directly.

In fact, you can't make a lot of money by serializing it in a newspaper, and now two novels, even if the remuneration increases, you can earn less than 100,000 yuan.

Publishing books is the big deal, but it has to be famous.

Today's "Ghost Blows the Lamp" is famous, and direct publication is not far away. This is also thanks to the excitement of zombie movies, otherwise no matter how good the quality is, it will not be as popular as it is now.

"The radio version of the audio novel shouldn't sell for a few bucks, so don't get your hopes up."

"Of course, but I only want to sell the first part of "Exquisite Ancient City", and the second part will be talked about later."

He Haiyuan was stunned when he heard this, and when he saw Yang Huan's cunning expression, he laughed and said, "You kid, you are really confident." ”

But he didn't resist this idea, anyway, now it's the Exquisite Ancient City, and the second part has just been gotten to it, if it is sold to the radio station like this, it may affect the sales of Cheng Bao.

"If you write it yourself, you have to have faith."

It looks like it's a good way to sit on the ground, but it's also a gamble. If the first part does not work well, it will directly affect the results of the second part and the followers.

"Here we are."

He Haiyuan stood up suddenly, a gentle smile on his face.

Yang Huan also stood up, and when he turned around, he saw a woman in her thirties walking towards this side.

"Editor-in-Chief He, I'm sorry for you." The woman's voice was very soft and gentle, "This should be Yang Huan, the author of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", he is really young and promising. ”

"Haha, Manager Lao Fuzhang made a special trip, yes, he is Yang Huan."

"Hello, Manager Zhang."

"Hello Mr. Yang."

The three of them said hello and sat down separately, and He Haiyuan took the initiative to beckon the waiter for coffee.

"Mr. Yang is so young, and even now, I still can't believe it, I'm sorry."

Yang Huan shrugged indifferently: "This is normal, when I was looking for Uncle He with the novel, he was the same." ”

He doesn't have too much self-esteem and doesn't think he's being looked down upon. What's more, what if he is underestimated, he has nothing to do with it anyway. Besides, this novel was really copied, and if he really had self-esteem, he wouldn't have plagiarized it so much.

For Yang Huan, what is beneficial to himself is that there is no need to affect himself for this or that reason.

As for the author twenty years later, I can't help it, but if I think about the talent of the other party, I will definitely be able to write better works.

Zhang Shuyuan said with a smile: "It turns out that the two are familiar with each other, and you can hide it from me for a long time." ”

"Haha, it's not that Ah Huan hasn't agreed yet, and it's not good for me, as an uncle, to promise others at will."

Zhang Shuyuan obviously didn't care about He Haiyuan's concealment before, she was young, she was a senior executive of Radio Television Hong Kong Radio 2, how could she be careless about such a trivial matter. Even if you care, it won't be revealed on the surface.

Turning his head, looking at Yang Huan's young face, and admiring in his heart, he asked seriously: "So, Mr. Yang, the audio copyright of "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" should be fine, right?" ”

Yang Huan nodded solemnly: "It's naturally a good thing to be recognized by the radio." ”

"That's great, I don't know how many words and how many lengths this novel has?"

"The Exquisite Ancient City has a total of thirty-three chapters and two hundred and fifty thousand words. Now the newspaper has been serialized for seven days, and each day is six or seven thousand words, and it will be finished in about a month. ”

Zhang Shuyuan raised her eyebrows: "Only so much?" ”

Yang Huan paused, hesitated for less than a second, and said with a smile: "There are only so many for the time being, but I am already writing the second part." ”

Zhang Shuyuan's face suddenly showed curiosity: "So how many words does Mr. Yang plan to write?" ”

glanced at He Haiyuan, who didn't speak, and continued: "I plan to have two parts before and after, a total of eight books, about two million words. ”

"It looks like a big plan."

Not only Zhang Shuyuan, but even He Haiyuan was also suppressed. Now is not the era of online novels in the future, and bookworms like Yang Huan are too lazy to read two or three million words.

Today's two million words is definitely not a small amount, not to mention the plan that was made early in the morning, which shows how well prepared Yang Huan is.

Zhang Shuyuan's eyes rolled, and then a hint of cunning was revealed; "Since Mr. Yang has been prepared, we will simply play a big game with you on the second station, and sell us the audio version of the eight copies?"

"This?"

"Yang Sheng, our second station is very sincere."

"Isn't Manager Zhang worried about the quality of my follow-up work?"

"We believe in your strength."

When Zhang Shuyuan said this, the sincerity on her face was even worse, but Yang Huan was a little hesitant.

The second station may believe in his strength, but it may not dare to fight. In the final analysis, the storm set off by "Ghost Blowing the Lantern" is not small, and it is a story of tomb robbery, which is very suitable for playing late at night. The fire of the novel is bound to drive the listening rate of the radio station, and it is not a loss-making business.

"Manager Zhang is actually more confident than me, but in order not to make it difficult for you, let's finalize the first part for the time being."

The smile on Zhang Shuyuan's face suddenly stagnated, and she secretly scolded Yang Huan in her heart, and then showed a gentler smile: "Yang Sheng, our radio station has always been willing to invest in powerful people, which is also a good thing for you." ”

"Since you all believe in me so much, I have to be a little confident."

Zhang Shuyuan was speechless, and suddenly found that this little guy was really difficult to handle.

And looking at his appearance, I am afraid that I am very confident in his works, and the modest words just now are just perfunctory. She could see that the next negotiations might not be easy to negotiate.