Encountering the president of the student union in college was just a small episode, of course Qin Ming didn't care too much about this rich and handsome, he still strolled through the lively streets, although the surrounding buildings were not lifelike, but they made people feel comfortable. Before he could take a good look at the shape of the object, his phone rang at this time.

Qin Ming answered the phone, and a strange man's voice came from the other party: "May I ask if it is the author's spiritual erosion?" ”

Qin Ming snorted, just by this sentence, he knew that this person was the phone number of the publishing house, and this time it was finally the phone number of the publishing house.

"I am the Beijing Literature and Art Publishing House, and I want to ask if you can give me 100,000 words in your god and demon novel "Fengshen Bang"? There is nothing interesting about our publishing house, just. ”

From these words, Qin Ming knew that the other party was obviously thinking about the writing? But the first 100,000 were all others, and Qin Ming always felt a little awkward and unsafe.

"I'm sorry, for the sake of safety, I can't give you the first 100,000 words of the manuscript, please believe me, I really write ancient Chinese, and this is definitely worth so much money."

"If you don't deposit the manuscript, our publishers can't be sure if your book is worth so much money, and if you can reduce the copyright fee for simplified Chinese to less than one million, maybe we can consider it."

It turned out that they were playing with this idea.

No wonder I wanted to save my manuscript in the first place.

Qin Ming thought for a while and said very seriously: "I'm sorry, this price problem can't be a penny, tell me when you think about it." ”

"Don't think that after you won the grand prize of Banyan Network's god-making project, you will think that you are the first in the world, if you are an author of this kind, I guess you won't do much in the future, we don't..."

"I don't have time to listen to your blind beep."

With this attitude and tone, even if he was given three million, Qin Ming would not sell the simplified Chinese copyright to this kind of publishing house.

After this call was answered, several more calls came, and each call was a good voice at the beginning, but when it came to the problem of big prices, they all asked to be reduced to less than one million.

If Qin Ming disagrees, the other party will often scold.

With this attitude, Qin Ming's action was to hang up the phone immediately, and he even saved the effort of scolding.

Qin Ming kept wandering in the process of answering the phone, and went home directly after eating a supper, and just got home and received another phone call.

"You are the author of the simplified copyright news that released the news "Fengshen Edition", right?"

"Yes."

Qin Ming didn't know how many times he had answered this sentence, and he had become a little numb now.

"I am the CEO of New Century Times Publishing House, I also know some information about you before calling, I am very interested in signing your simplified copyright, I don't know if you will give me a chance."

Qin Ming said: "Is the price going to drop to less than one million?" ”

He thought that the other party was another kind of lobbyist, although the other party was the president of the New Century Times Publishing House, Qin Ming had no communication with him, so he was not very polite.

"The price will not be discussed for the time being, but I want to see you at least once, I wonder if you have time?"

"Yes."

"You're setting a time, right?"

Qin Ming's favorite thing to hear was this sentence, and he said: "Then the hotel near the Beijing Daily, it will be at twelve o'clock at noon tomorrow." ”

The other party agreed, and with a polite gesture, he hung up.

Qin Ming received so many phone calls, and the only thing he had a good impression of was this call, because the other party would not directly negotiate the price before they met, and the other party should be a master of conversation.

What about the master, my brother is a master.

Tomorrow will be a new century era of the boss how to parry his own dime... At noon the next day, Qin Ming met with the president of the New Century Times Publishing House at the breakfast hotel.

So young!

At first glance, Mr. Tang almost didn't believe his eyes, such a young man was so talented.

Not to mention that his sadistic novel "Life and Death Verdict" was bought out for life by Banyan Tree.com, only from the perspective of youth, if this person is not impetuous, then the simplified copyright of the two million gods and demons novels is still worth buying.

It doesn't matter if it's expensive, it's like making a friend.

Mr. Tang stretched out his hand, and Qin Ming also stretched out his hand to hold the other party's hand, and said, "Hello, I am the author of Lingeclipse, may I ask what you call it?" ”

The other party smiled indifferently: "The New Century Times Publishing House has only been developing for seven or eight years, and I will not let go of the author, no matter whether it is a famous or a small author, as long as it is an author."

In addition, my surname is Tang, so people call me Tang Hulu, a nickname I also laughed when I was explained by others at the time. You can also call me Tang Hulu, this is very easy to remember. ”

Qin Ming looked at him with a strange look.

His heart is full of flavors, and the title of "Tang Hulu" is really peculiar.

So is his child called "gourd baby"?

Qin Ming laughed out loud, and then he realized that he shouldn't laugh at others, so he said: "It's okay if you call me Spirit Eclipse, anyway, the real name is only needed when there are some programs." ”

Tang Hulu nodded.

Qin Ming only found out that the other party's name was deliberately given at this time, and he was still a little nervous just now, but after he said this, those nervousness disappeared cleanly.

"Being a middle-aged person is not as simple as you think." Qin Ming rarely misses the point of view of judging people, he turned his head and deliberately did not say anything about the novel, but pinched the topic and said:

"Mr. Tang, you arrived in a hurry, I guess you haven't visited the terrain in this area yet, why don't we take a walk after dinner?"

Tang Hulu raised his eyebrows, this young man is really older than ordinary people, and he deliberately opened the question, do you want me to take the initiative.

Now I have to bring it up myself.

Tang Hulu took a sip of tea and said: "I was born in the capital, I still know what the landscape of the capital is, if you want to have a visit, you still have to wait for the festival." It's not very lively now, and if there is no excitement, there is a lack of atmosphere, so let's talk about the "God List" first. ”

Qin Ming nodded silently, and the other party really came back.

"The price of the simplified copyright of the novel "Fengshen Bang" about gods and demons is two million, and I won't sell it for a penny less." Qin Ming kept looking at the other party from the corner of his eyes when he spoke, in order to observe the other party's face and speak.

Tang Hulu gave Qin Ming's resolute thumbs up and said, "You are so sure, it is estimated that you have the certainty that this novel will definitely become popular, and I support you as a friend." ”

When Qin Ming heard this, he "leaned" in his heart, this thing said this sentence as if he didn't say it.

He had no choice but to take the initiative: "Do you know why I insisted on the price I offered?"

You may not know what the concept of "Fengshen Bang" I wrote now, but to tell you the truth, this book embodies the efforts of countless people and has been revised for several generations to form a novel of gods and demons.

It involves the fighting methods of the immortals, the vast world of the gods and the confidence of victory against the enemy, all of which will be reflected on the list of gods.

If it is released immediately, I dare not say that it will sell out in a short time, but after a while it will definitely sell out to a point you can't imagine. ”

Tang Hulu listened carefully to what Qin Ming said, but in fact, he didn't listen at all, because he heard something tired from his words, so he said:

"You just said that this book is the result of the efforts of countless people and has been revised over several generations to become a list of gods, but how did it get to you?"

"Finally fooled."

Qin Ming's heart was secretly funny, because he had deliberately set a trap just now, knowing that now he had finally begun to successfully attract the other party's attention to this novel.

Ahem...

Qin Ming coughed a few times deliberately, pretending to have a panicked expression on his face, and these expressions were all collected into the other party's eyes one by one.

Tang Hulu's pupils contracted suddenly: "Could it be that you are plagiarizing?" ”

"Since I can't hide it from you, I'll tell you the truth, but can you keep it a secret for me, if you can't do it, I don't have to say more."

"Yes."

Answering so quickly, Qin Ming didn't speak, just confused.

"Since I promised you, I will definitely be able to do it, my Tang Hulu's reputation outside is still trustworthy, if you don't believe it, you can check it on the Internet."

"In that case, then I will tell you the truth of the matter."

Qin Ming let out a long sigh and immediately turned on the B mode.

"The Fengshen List is the result of several generations of revisions, and the vast worldview is not at all a god and demon novel that can be written by one person, it tells the story of the era of King Wu of Zhou, which is thousands of years away from now.

Have you heard of the book burning incident? ”

Qin Ming, the latter nodded and said, "But this has something to do with book burning and Confucianism?" ”

"What I said next two is the point, when it was written, it had been circulated by many people, and after the Qin Dynasty agreed to the world, it thought that the Fengshen List was a book of rebellion, so it was burned.

Until a year ago, when I was sleeping, I dreamed of an old man.

He recited this list of gods in it, and then asked me to write the story of "List of Gods" and read it widely to the world, and then the dream disappeared after speaking.

By the time I woke up, I really had a lot of information in my head about the God List. ”

Qin Ming finally told his apocryphal story, hoping that future generations would scold me, because this is too nonsense, don't believe it.

After saying that, a minute has passed.

But Tang Hulu still didn't react at all, he just listened blankly, as if he had entered the legendary out-of-body soul, Qin Ming immediately patted him on the shoulder.

"Well said." Tang Hulu's return to his senses is this sentence.

"You really believe it." Qin Ming looked at him with strange eyes, and he almost doubted whether this middle-aged man was a novel before he believed it.

I saw Tang Hulu slowly explaining: "Of course I believe, you know me, I heard others say when I was a child that some gifted children can recite scriptures just after birth, and some prodigies of xizàng have obtained some amazing talent through some way, so I believe it." ”

When Qin Ming heard his explanation, he himself seemed to believe that there was such a thing.

Next, Qin Ming's strange signing contract, two million was signed in such a nonsense way, and the simplified copyright was sold in this strange way.

"Mr. Tang, you also heard it just now, so "Fengshen List" is not written by me, I am just equivalent to copying and pasting, so there is no need for my introduction to the author on the Fengshen List."

"This..."

"Remember that what I said just now is a secret, and you are not allowed to say it, okay, that's all." Qin Ming said like this, and left first after speaking.

Why?

Is it because of excitement? No... That's because he doesn't want to pay.