"Tell me, what price do you want?" After reading the first chapter of the Condor Shooting in one go, Liang Wenguo asked Qi Mingdao.

Being able to publish it directly, Qi Ming did not have any surprises, the Condor can be brilliant on the blue planet, and naturally he can continue his glory here, and it will only be more dazzling.

"What kind of price can you offer?" Qi Ming asked rhetorically.

The value of the condor shooting, Qi Ming knew that it was immeasurable, so he wanted to see the price given by Liang Wenguo.

"One hundred and two thousand words, buy out the full copyright." Liang Wenguo said.

In his opinion, Qi Ming is just a newcomer, and he will definitely wake up with a smile if he can have a thousand words of sixty or seventy, and at this time, he will definitely agree to open such a high price.

"One hundred and two thousand words is fine, but I have one request." Qi Ming said after hearing this.

Liang Wenguo smiled and motioned for Qi Ming to continue, but he was secretly happy in his heart, he had picked up a big bargain, judging from his reading level for many years, this Condor should be able to cause quite a stir.

And now that he has bought out the entire copyright for only one hundred and two, I'm afraid he will have to make a small fortune.

"The first issue of 1,000 words is 12, but if the sales volume exceeds 100,000 copies, I ask that the price no longer be calculated according to 1,000 words, but I want to get a share of ten points, and this initial 12, I only sell serial rights, and other channels are not counted." Qi Ming said.

The value of the Condor may not be too much with the first chapter now, but the value in the future, Qi Ming knows that it is immeasurable, so if he wants to buy out the entire copyright of one hundred and two, it is simply impossible.

"What?" After hearing this, Liang Wenguo immediately slapped the table and stood up.

"Who do you think you are? Are the silver pen writers of our publishing house silent? He also said that he was ashamed to divide ten points, and one hundred and two only sold serial copyrights, and you think too highly of yourself, at most one hundred and fifteen. ”

"Let me tell you, I can give you this price, it's all because what you write is relatively fresh, don't try to challenge my bottom line, bargain with me, my Liang Wenguo's eyes have never been bad, your book, except for freshness, I can't find any other highlights."

Qi Ming smiled after hearing this, and then got up.

"Then I'm afraid we don't have to talk about it, the value of condor shooting is not something you can send away with a hundred and fifteen, let alone the freshness in your mouth."

Don't say one hundred and fifteen, one thousand fifteen, and fifteen thousand Qi Ming feels that it is less, but because he is a newcomer, and now he urgently needs money, Qi Ming can tolerate one hundred and two copies before 100,000 copies.

In Qi Ming's opinion, this kind of fine product of Condor shooting, not to mention that one sells 100,000 copies, and one million copies is a sure thing, so there is the condition attached by Qi Ming, but since Liang Wenguo slandered Condor shooting so much, let alone Liang Wenguo gave one hundred and fifteen, even if he agreed to Qi Ming's current request, Qi Ming would not hand over Condor to Liang Wendao.

People, you can lose anything, but you can't lose the honor in your heart, the honor of the eagle shooting, is not something that Liang Wenguo can denigrate.

"In the entire Huatong City, our Xia Ke Publishing House is the largest, and it is also the oldest with the seniority, if you go out of this door, all your future works will not be published here, and I tell you, the price of one hundred and five thousand words, except for me, no publishing house has given you." Liang Wenguo said to Qi Ming, his words were full of anger.

"You don't have to worry about this, farewell." After Qi Ming finished speaking, he left the Xia Ke Publishing House without looking back, for this place, because Liang Wenguo was alone, Qi Ming felt disgusted here.

Seeing Qi Ming leave, Liang Wenguo made a few phone calls directly, and then said, "Since you think that what you write is so good, then I will let you find no publishing house in the entire Huatong City to publish it." ”

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"Your manuscript is not good, it is seriously not in line with the current mainstream reading."

"I'm not optimistic, at most 50 words per thousand, I can't do more, all copyrights."

"You better try the next home, I don't have a shortage of new drafts here for the time being."

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Running all the way, Qi Ming visited several publishing houses, but the result was one reply, and some didn't even read it, so he directly said that there was no shortage of manuscripts for the time being, and sent Qi Ming away.

At first, Qi Ming naturally didn't think much about it, there were too many things, and Qi Ming knew with his toes that someone was playing tricks, and if he could have this kind of influence, I am afraid that only the largest publishing house in Huatong City had this ability.

"If it really doesn't work, I'll leave Huatong City and go to other publishing houses." Qi Ming said secretly in his heart.

It just so happened that at this time, a newspaper was blown by the wind next to Qi Ming.

Bending down to pick it up and tidy it up, Qi Ming found that this was a newspaper that published literary readings, but what puzzled Qi Ming was that a newspaper full of newspapers, except for two literary works, was full of blank areas, and there were no advertisements, and the blank area said "Rock newspapers and periodicals are absent from chivalrous novels, welcome to contribute." ”

Looking at the address, Qi Ming found that the distance was not very far, so he simply prepared to give it a final try.

When he came to the address of the rock newspaper, Qi Ming found that the company of the rock newspaper was not as unbearable as he imagined, but the decoration was very high-grade, and the signboard was not the rock newspaper, but the rock publishing house.

"Why does such a publishing house have so many empty pages?" Qi Ming entered the Rock Publishing House with doubts.

As soon as he entered the Rock Publishing House, Qi Ming saw a middle-aged man sitting on the sofa in a daze with a sad face, and the front desk lady was a little drowsy there.

"Hello, this is the Rock Press, do you need anything, sir?" The front desk lady suddenly noticed Qi Ming's arrival and immediately asked politely.

The middle-aged man on the sofa hurriedly looked at Qi Ming after hearing this, and then lowered his head again in contemplation.

"I want to submit, I don't know if I will accept it here?" Qi Ming asked.

"I am Gu Qingyuan, the editor-in-chief of this publishing house, is your manuscript original? Brought? The middle-aged man who lowered his head and pondered looked at Qi Ming and asked.

In this world where copyright protection is extremely important, Qi Ming is used to such inquiries, but he doesn't understand what an editor-in-chief is doing here when he is not in the office.

"I brought it, it's my own original." Qi Ming replied, and at the same time took out the USB flash drive.

Seeing this, Gu Qingyuan skillfully opened the notebook on the side, and then took the USB flash drive and inserted it.

Recently, Gu Qingyuan can be regarded as worried, his rock publishing house is a subsidiary of Fenghua Film and Television, and he only began to develop in Huatong some time ago, but this development path can be described as harsh.

All the authors who are some famous, basically the first thing that comes to mind is the large publishing house here, which is newly opened, and few people will patronize it, and even if someone comes to contribute, it is a bad manuscript, and some of the writing and language are not smooth, and they cannot be taken out for publication in the newspaper at all.

Gu Qingyuan is a stubborn person, so he would rather his newspapers and periodicals be empty than publish some rubbish texts, which, in his opinion, will only slander the reputation of his Rock Publishing House.

In addition to not having a good manuscript, followed by funds, he begged his grandfather to sue his grandmother to pull the investment quota of Fenghua, a large company for half a year, and now nearly half of the time has passed, but with little success, if it can't get results, I'm afraid this publishing house will go bankrupt.

Thinking of these sad things, Gu Qingyuan clicked on a document.

"The Legend of the Condor Heroes? What a strange name. ”

Then Gu Qingyuan began to read with curiosity.

But looking at it this time, Gu Qingyuan only felt that the pores on his body were all cleared, and the sorrow of this time turned into air, and the refreshing feeling was like suddenly seeing the toilet when he was holding his buttocks, and when he was holding his bladder bag, he came to no man's land.

After reading the first chapter of the Condor Shooting in one go, Gu Qingyuan's face was flushed with excitement, and he couldn't wait to shout out loudly to vent.

"You wrote this?" Gu Qingyuan looked at Qi Ming and said excitedly.

Qi Ming nodded.

"Come on, let's talk." Gu Qingyuan hurriedly got up and grabbed Qi Ming, and the grip was tight, as if Qi Ming was about to run away as soon as he let go of his hand a little.

Under the strange gaze of the front desk lady, Gu Qingyuan pulled Qi Ming to the office, and made it with his own hands, and he was reluctant to drink good tea.

Then, in the aroma of tea, Gu Qingyuan said, "I haven't consulted the daimyo yet." ”

"Qi Ming." Qi Ming replied with a smile.

"Mr. Qi, are all the copyrights of this book in your hands?" Gu Qingyuan asked.

"It's all there." Qi Ming replied.

"Great, what I'm missing here is a chivalrous novel like Mr. Qi, I don't know what kind of price Mr. Qi wants?" Gu Qingyuan said very excitedly, because from the first time he saw the Condor Shooting, he felt that the Condor Shooting was unusual, the smooth writing, and the fascinating plot all made his appetite fish.

Being able to arouse Gu Qingyuan's great interest, Qi Ming was also very relieved in his heart, he finally had someone who knew the goods, but about the price, Qi Ming still said it according to the price code he first offered.

"Deal, everything will go according to Mr. Qi's wishes, but I have one request, that is, I need your Condor Archery to be serialized in our rock newspaper for the time being, and I will raise the price of 1,000 words to 200 yuan, and then print and publish." To Qi Ming's surprise, Gu Qingyuan agreed without the slightest hesitation, and was a little embarrassed when he asked to be serialized in the newspapers and magazines now.

"Deal." After getting Gu Qingyuan's reply, Qi Ming also said simply.