Chu He actually agreed, he was the best god to speak.

Mr. Ye leaned closer to look at the screen: "He agreed?" I haven't talked about the money yet. ”

"Promised! No negotiation at all! Liu Qiang was also surprised by himself, Mr. Chu is really a maverick.

"Go away, go away." Mr. Ye pulled Liu Qiang away and finally ascended the throne, and he personally talked to Chu He.

"Mr. Chu, I am Ye Jiajun, editor-in-chief of Science Fiction World. Do you really agree to publish Poetry and the Sea? What do you think about royalties? "Mr. Ye's typing is crackling, like a cannon.

"I didn't think about it, what did you think?" Chu He really didn't think about money.

Mr. Ye pointed his fingers and looked back at a few people: "How to reply?" ”

Liu Qiang held his hands and crooked his mouth, snorting deliberately.

"You hum chicken feathers, how do you reply?" Mr. Ye raised his hand to beat him.

He hurriedly put on a smiling face: "I have to ask the president for this." ”

As soon as the words fell, the president who had just eaten lunch came over.

Mr. Ye hurriedly told her about this, and she was surprised when she heard it: "Chu Xiaohe is so refreshing? ”

She looked at the chat history, then pondered for a moment, and responded to Chu He with careful typing: "Mr. Chu, do you think this is okay?" We will directly help you publish "Poetry and the Sea I.", and the money earned will be split fifty-fifty, and if you agree, we will find time to meet with you and sign a contract. ”

Several editors were surprised, the president really dared to play like this? Is she too persistent in the science fiction literary circle?

"President, it's not right, Chu He will be angry!" Liu Qiang is anxious, the president is good at everything, but he is too adventurous. If she goes to the Amazon jungle, she will dare to go to the cannibals alone.

Yuan Huaying ignored it and continued to type: "Mr. Chu, don't be angry, we are also helpless, "Science Fiction World" does not have enough funds, and it is unbearable to pay off the copyright fee at one time, please forgive me." ”

Yuan Huaying said half-truths, in fact, she was mainly afraid that "Poetry and the Sea" would collapse in the later period, and the magazine would lose blood.

Chu He did not respond for a long time.

Several people began to feel uneasy, and even the old Yuan Huaying couldn't sit still, she was caught by the cannibals.

Liu Qiang sweated: "It's over, it's over, you're too messy, president!" ”

Yuan Huaying's fingers tapped the mouse lightly, and her palms were covered with sweat.

"Just kidding, Mr. Chu don't mind, our company is willing to pay 800,000 royalties for "Poetry and the Sea I", and the subsequent series will change the copyright fees according to the situation." Yuan Huaying pursed her lips and typed.

"Poetry and the Sea I" has a total of 200,000 words, and only 20,000 words are currently available, and Yuan Huaying actually paid 800,000 yuan, and she was also ruthless.

Chu He still didn't respond.

"A million." Yuan Huaying raised the price, but Chu He still did not respond.

Yuan Huaying deleted "1.2 million" and then deleted it, and did not quote it.

"President, what should I do?" Mr. Ye was about to cry.

"He's going to play psychological warfare with me, okay, I'll wait." Yuan Huaying raised Erlang's legs, and this old strong woman had a cold air on her body.

In the Longding Bay villa, Chu He was not in front of the computer. Su Muyan suddenly came to him and dragged him upstairs.

"Come on, my sister sent me a conch audio for you to comment on." Su Muyan is like a wolf who has seen meat.

Chu He was pulled by him so that the collar was crooked, and he couldn't help but laugh and said, "I still have something to deal with." ”

"What's more important than my sister? This is the first time my sister has taken the initiative to find you! Just delay for a while, come on! Su Muyan glared viciously, and Lachuhe entered his room.

It was the first time Chu He entered Su Muyan's room and smelled a fragrance.

The eldest lady's boudoir is extraordinary, even the bed is full of luxury, but it is too messy, and the socks are rolled up on the floor.

Chu He couldn't help but complain: "I said Miss Su, why don't you ask a nanny to take care of you." ”

"Why do you care so much?" Su Muyan pressed him in front of the notebook.

There is a chat box on the laptop screen, and the chat object is Liu Zhiqing.

Su Muyan was still sleeping lazily just now, but Liu Zhiqing came to the door.

There is also an audio software in the chat box, which was sent by Liu Zhiqing.

She typed a line of words: Yanyan, let Chu He listen to it if you have time, let him comment, don't say that it was me.

Su Muyan also responded: Haole, I'll call Chu He to listen, you wait.

Chu He looked sideways at Su Muyan with an indescribable expression, you are really President Liu's good sister.

"What do you see? Listen. Su Muyan crossed his waist and looked at Chu He.

Chu He retracted his gaze and clicked on the audio.

"The Song" sounded, a familiar tune.

This is Liu Zhiqing's special practice, she is not in a hurry now, admitting that her level is too poor to do the work of creation, so she first practice the basic skills.

Chu He shook his head when he heard the first sentence, it was still the voice of a snail.

Liu Zhiqing's mouth shape may not be in place, let alone the airflow.

She grew up by the sea, groped for herself, took the wrong path, and now it is difficult to correct it, unless she is taught by hand and mouth.

"No, President Liu, this is no longer a question of basic skills, it is a question of the way of speaking. Just like the Hakka people speak Mandarin, the accent is very strong. Chu He commented mercilessly.

Su Muyan was unhappy: "Is it that bad?" Sister Zhiqing has been blowing conch since she was a child. ”

"Just because she has been playing conch since she was a child, the 'country sound' is difficult to change, and too many mistakes have accumulated." Chu He got up, "Okay, you can tell her, I really have something to do." ”

Chu He can't stay anymore, there is still something going on in the editorial department.

Su Muyan wanted to stop him, but Liu Zhiqing sent a message: "Yanyan, did Chu He listen?" ”

"Listened." Su Muyan opened his mouth and said, sat down and typed.

Chu He took the opportunity to run away, returned to his computer and looked at it, and was stunned for a moment.

"A million?" He saw the offer at a glance.

In fact, the value of "Poetry and the Sea" is extremely high, and one million is not much. But "Poetry and the Sea" has only just begun after all, and it is impossible for any publishing house to give a price of one million.

You must know that in terms of physical books, the publication fee of many great gods is only two or three hundred thousand, and that is still the finished book.

The main problem of "Poetry and the Sea" is that the number of words is too small, and only 20,000 words have been appreciated by readers.

Chu He sat down, read the rest of the information, and then typed in response: "I'm sorry, I suddenly left for a moment just now." ”

"I think it's a good sharing model, and the publishing industry is quite avant-garde right now. If you share it, if it hits the street, it means that my ability is insufficient, and it is not worth the high publication fee. ”

Chu He said what he said from his heart, he is not a greedy person, it is too much to want to sell one million for only 20,000 words.

It's better to share it directly, so that no one owes anyone.

The only thing he was surprised about was that the publishing industry now has a sharing model, which is unheard of.

In the editorial department, Yuan Huaying, who was drinking coffee with a cold face on Erlang's legs, was choked and looked at the news sent by Chu He with a little shock.

Chu He actually took the initiative to ask for a share? Either he doesn't understand the publishing industry, or he treats money like dung. But this is exactly in line with Yuan Huaying's mind, she wants to create a new model!

Several editors were all overjoyed, and Liu Qiang smiled and said: "President, Chu He didn't play psychological warfare with you, I'll just say that he is not a greedy person, you are a bit of a villain!" ”

Yuan Huaying's old face was hot, and her heroic spirit turned into embarrassment.

She put down her coffee and said, "Ye Jiajun, you are in charge of this." ”

Yuan Huaying's heart was relaxed, but she felt very embarrassed, after all, she had been cold for a long time.

Several editors saw that the president was a little embarrassed, and praised the president for his awesomeness, negotiation expert, and top ten innovative figures in the literary world. Only Liu Qiang didn't pay attention to this stubble, he stared at the screen silly, developed!

"Liu Qiang, go and sweep the toilet." Yuan Huaying looked at Liu Qiang with an expressionless face.

Liu Qiang's smile stiffened on the spot, as if he had eaten a dead fly: "Why?" ”

"If you can figure out why, you'll catch up with the old lady when you study!" Yuan Huaying snorted coldly and strode away.

"Why is she angry?" Liu Qiang was extremely innocent, and a few hairs on his Mediterranean hairstyle were floating.

"Hey, Lao Liu, you have time to improve your emotional intelligence." Mr. Ye patted him on the shoulder and mourned for him.

"What do you mean? I've always had a high EQ, okay! ”