"Editor-in-chief, it's true, I've seen the 'manuscript notice', and it won't be fake." Su Qing said softly.

Su Qing knew that the editor-in-chief Fu on the other end of the phone must have been surprised, surprise was a normal reaction, not seeing it with his own eyes, who could have known that the 19-year-old boy would be so demonic.

Fu Mingde didn't hesitate for too long, so he made a decision.

"Su Qing, our club has picked up a treasure this time, and now I will give you a task that must be completed unconditionally: sign Xiao Fei's book at all costs! In addition, you are trying to get the publishing rights of Xiao Fei's novel that will be published in the special issue of Harvest Novel! If you have any questions, call me as soon as possible, and I will stay in the office and wait for your news! ”

Fu Mingde explained to Su Qing on the phone.

In fact, Fu Mingde is now more interested in the novel that Xiao Fei will publish in the special issue of the harvest novel.

However, he believes that the book must have been targeted by many large publishers, and the possibility of getting his hands on it is very small. Fu Mingde knew that the newly published "Autumn and Winter Volume of Novels" was cooperated with the Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House, so the Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House would definitely be close to the water and get the first month.

Compared with the Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House, the strength of the Hexi Literature and Art Society is much weaker.

In addition to the Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House, there are other big societies in China, which must also be very interested in launching the debut novels of young genius writers.

The works that are recognized by such demanding harvest magazines will certainly not be far behind.

Xiao Fei, although Fu Mingde has never seen it, judging from the way he pays his remuneration and the way he throws his chips until he signs the publishing agreement, he is very scheming, and he can't be fooled by simply being emotionally favored.

He thought that Xiao Fei might have had a plan for the publication of the long story that he would publish in Harvest.

Even so, Fu Mingde still wanted to give it a try and see if he could grab it.

He explained to Su Qing that as long as Xiao Fei was willing to sign the book "Fish Walking on Land" in Hexi Literature and Art Publishing House, the royalty of ten points plus the basic manuscript fee of 40 yuan per thousand words could be promised.

Su Qing got the authorization of the editor-in-chief, and came out of the talk bar excitedly, first went to a copy shop on the street to make a few copies of the format agreement he brought, and then hurried back to the hotel private room.

As soon as he entered the private room, he said to Xiao Fei: "Xiao Fei, good news! Great news! ”

Xiao Fei raised his eyebrows: "Teacher Su, what good news?" ”

Su Qing sat down, took a sip of beer and moistened his throat and said: "That's the case, our editor-in-chief has just made a decision on the phone, and we want to promote and package this collection of your essays as a key publication book of our society, and subscribe to the Xinhua News Agency bookstore system and other sales channels across the country. With a first print run of 50,000 copies, a work seminar will be held for you after the book is published, and domestic famous artists will be invited to discuss and comment on your essays. Xiao Fei, what do you think? ”

"Thank you, Mr. Su, and thank you to the editor-in-chief of the Literature and Art Society, Fu for valuing me." Xiao Fei thanked him.

Su Qing continued: "Our editor-in-chief said that the royalty points of this collection can be determined to be 10%, and the payment method is 30% within three days after signing the agreement, and another 30% after the work is published and listed, and when the first stage of the work sales is over, about three months after publication, the other 40% will be paid, is it okay?" ”

Xiao Fei nodded in agreement.

This condition is relatively good, as long as you sign an agreement, you can get money, and pay 30% at a time, 9000 yuan, which is absolutely generous to a new author.

This shows how hugely influential "Harvest" is.

Now that the two sides have reached a consensus, it will be much smoother to sign the agreement again, and the agreement will be signed at the dinner table soon.

In duplicate, Su Qing brought it back to the company, and after the official seal was stamped, he sent a copy back to Xiao Fei by registered mail, and the publishing agreement was officially signed.

Su Qing told Xiao Fei that Xiao Fei could sort out the articles in the collection slowly, and after selecting the manuscript, he could send it to the Hexi Literature and Art Publishing House, and he would edit and publish the overall work, so Xiao Fei didn't have to worry about it anymore.

Because the book is not in a hurry to be published at present, it is the best time to take advantage of the situation to publish and bring the collection to the market when the new issue is harvested and the national media begins to hype it.

That was at least a little over a month away.

Now you can report the publication plan first, make all the preparations, and everything is ready, and as soon as the east wind blows, it will go straight to the sky.

After this agreement was signed, Su Qing breathed a sigh of relief.

Only then did the heart that I carried it let go.

However, another task was still on his shoulders, and he had to continue to strike while the iron was hot, he wiped the sweat on his forehead, raised his glass and touched a glass of wine with Xiao Fei and Liu Zelai, and then said thoughtfully: "Xiao Fei, that, I still have a reluctant request, don't be reluctant, if you can agree, it can be regarded as giving my brother and me a face, I really can't agree, it's nothing." ”

Xiao Fei pondered his words and said with a smile: "Teacher Su, you say." ”

Su Qing said: "That's the case, our editor-in-chief gave me another task, he took a fancy to the novel you are about to publish in the harvest novel issue, and wants to sign in to our publishing house, I don't know if it's okay?" ”

As I guessed.

Xiao Fei smiled softly, he really didn't plan to publish this novel in Hexi Literature and Art Publishing House.

He was an ambitious man, and he was counting on the book to bring him a higher reputation, and he even had a little bit of an idea: Does the book have any chance of winning a domestic prize?

The fifth edition of the Paradoxical Literature Award focuses on the best novels written between 1995 and 1998. If his novel can be published in a big society like the People's Literature Publishing House and the Shanghai Literature and Art Publishing House, with the blessing of the influence of the harvest, he should be able to qualify for the primary election, right?

Seeing Xiao Fei smiling and silent, groaning, Su Qing knew that the play was not too big.

But he still said: "Xiao Fei, if you sign this book to our agency, we can guarantee to give you the best conditions, the basic manuscript fee of 40 yuan per thousand words, you can still give you 10% royalty share, this is the condition given by our editor-in-chief, it can be said that no other publishing house in China will give you better conditions than us." ”

Xiao Fei knew that what he said was true.

If he had signed a contract with other big publishers, they would never have given him that treatment.

However, he understands one thing better: when he bookmarks to other top domestic publishing houses with stronger strength, his books inherently occupy a height, and the breadth and influence of the market he faces are not the same as those given to him by the Hexi Literature and Art Society.

What's more, history has bloodifully told him that if you want to win the Mao Award, choose a big publishing house, and get the attention of a big publishing house, the odds are much, much higher.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Su, I'm afraid we won't be able to cooperate with this book." Xiao Fei refused with a smile.

"Is there really no possibility?" Su Qing was a little unrelenting.

"I'm really sorry." Xiao Fei didn't let go.

"Alright then, I'll call our editor-in-chief later, he's still in the office waiting for my news." Su Qing said with a disappointed face.