Chapter 30: A Different Abacus

Harvey and Puran talked all morning in the living room, and Puran's suggestion to Harvey was for the two of them to work together to publish The Count of Monte Cristo at their own expense.

Although the novel did not win an award in this Leonard Publishing House's call for papers, according to Puran's private survey, the popularity of the novel is actually not low, and there may not be as many people who read it as "Wild Rose", but there are many readers who have a strong interest in "The Count of Monte Cristo". This is similar to Harvey's online novels in his previous life, "Wild Rose" has a large collection of novels after being heavily promoted, but readers may not pay for it when it is put on the shelves, and the excellent quality of "The Count of Monte Cristo" has attracted a core group of readers, who are usually not stingy to support their favorite works.

These days, Puran has been thoroughly investigating the statistics of The Count of Monte Cristo, and the results have been much better than he expected, even if the risk of self-published publication is not great.

In terms of the distribution of profits, Puran became Harvey's acting author, responsible for supervising the editing, proofreading, printing and other parts of the novel, and was also responsible for soliciting sponsors, demanding a share of the profits. As the author, Harvey owns all the copyrights of the novel, and can get 50% of the profits, and the remaining 40% is basically distributed to sponsors or various channels of publicity.

With Harvey nodding, Puran can now reach out to someone willing to sponsor The Count of Monte Cristo.

All the conditions are very appetizing to Harvey, he only needs to pay for the novel to continuously obtain follow-up copyright income, the trouble is that the reviewer will help him solve it, the only problem is that there is no stable source of funds in the short term.

Harvey thought about it for a while, since "The Count of Monte Cristo" was completely defeated in this call for papers, then there was nothing to worry about, and readily agreed to Pullen's conditions.

After negotiating the conditions, the two people sitting on the sofa in the living room stood up.

"Mr. Adrian, this will be a win-win situation, I believe that it will not be long before The Count of Monte Cristo will become popular throughout the city of Elroy and even in the kingdom, whether it is a noble merchant or a commoner, you will be amazed by your imagination!" Pullan clasped Harvey's right hand tightly with both hands, and his voice trembled with excitement!

"I hope so, then I'll leave it to you next." Harvey responded with a smile.

Sending off Puran, Harvey sat on the couch with a headache and rubbed his temples, Puran painted a great picture for him, he was very clear about the impact of "The Count of Monte Cristo", but compared to the future, his urgent needs have not been solved.

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The countess's head drooped, and the shadow of the black veil covered her cheeks, as if buried in agony of thought. "This man is nice to you, isn't he, Albert?"

She shuddered nervously when she asked this, she knew the identity of the person.

Albert replied uncertainly: "I think so." ”

"Do you like him?"

"Oh, he pleases me, though Franz Ipinay has always tried to convince me that he is a man who has come back from some world, and that he is destined to be a different kind of person than we are."

The Countess shuddered in horror, raised her head and said with emotion: "Albert, every time you have made a new friend, I have to come and ask about it. Now you are an adult and have your own judgment, but I still have to say to you, Albert, be careful. ”

Albert could not read his mother's subtle warning, and wondered: "My dear mother, in order to understand your counsel, I must know what you are afraid of. The Count never played cards, he drank only water with a little white wine in it, he was very rich, and he would never have borrowed money from me if he had not tried to mock me. So, what's so terrible about him about me. There's nothing worth peeking at me relative to him, is there? ”

"Ah, you're right," murmured the countess, whose expression was cloudy, and at last she hung her head and looked tired, "I should not be worried, especially to a benefactor who had saved your life. How did your father receive him? Albert, we should have been more courteous to the Count of Monte Cristo. Mr. Malseff was sometimes distracted, he was always thinking about his business, and he might have unwittingly shown impoliteness. ”

She was still wondering, wondering if her husband recognized the Count, who was the one she was waiting for in the portrait hanging in the drawing-room.

"My father's attitude couldn't have been better." "But that," affirmed Albert, "he seemed to like the few compliments which the Count had spoken to him, and the Count spoke with great ingenuity and ease, like the art of language, and the two became as familiar as they had known each other for thirty years." Albert laughed: "So when they separated, they became best friends, and my father even wanted to take him to the House of Representatives to listen to the speech." ”

The Countess did not speak again, she was already deep in thought, and her eyes were gradually closed. The young man standing in front of her looked at her gently, his eyes revealing a sincere mother-son relationship. Later, seeing her eyes closed and hearing her even breathing, Albert, believing that she was asleep, left the room on tiptoe and closed the door with great care.

"What a stranger, Earl." He shook his head and said to himself, "I said he would make a sensation here, and even my mother noticed him. ”

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Diana's slender jade hand carefully closed the "Leonard Press Novel Collection", her heart couldn't calm down for a long time, she didn't know when the purpose of buying "Leonard Press Novel Collection" changed from reading her own novels to paying attention to "The Count of Monte Cristo", she had to admit that this was an extremely excellent work, more attractive than all the literary works she had seen before, there was a magic that made her indulge in it, like scratching her boots, and looking forward to the follow-up plot every time she finished reading it, She never imagined that she would look forward to it like a girl in love.

"The Count of Monte Cristo" never disappointed her, she had been impressed by the whimsy in it for more than ten days, she couldn't imagine that her superficial fiancé could write the characters of the novel so vividly, the sinister between people's hearts, the relationship between Edmund and Mercetes, and the depressing atmosphere when Edmund was imprisoned made her can't help but be scared when she looked at it, praying that the male protagonist would not die easily.

The fact that it can shake her will and change her mind can judge the value of "The Count of Monte Cristo", and the works that have been able to do so throughout the ages have been regarded as classics.

In the soft light, next to the collection of novels on the desk, there is a newspaper, which is the new issue of Leonard Publishing this morning, and the main content is about this call for papers.

The winner was "Wild Rose", and "His Daughter" was also given a separate chance, except for "The Count of Monte Cristo", which she cared about the most. Diana was not pleased, and at noon she wrote to Leonard and politely declined the opportunity to publish the novel alone.

She frowned at what was written in the newspaper with heroic willow eyebrows: "It is really superficial that the works that should have won the award have not even been qualified for publication, and a publishing house does not even have a basic love for literature." But is such an excellent novel really written by Adrian? ”

She believes that the person who can write this novel must not be simple, but Harvey belongs to the simple and superficial type.

It is because "The Count of Monte Cristo" is so good that the publisher of "Wild Rose" has to refrigerate this novel, and her "His Daughter" is on the publication list, which is no less than a slap in the face for Diana, just like saying that the opportunity to publish "His Daughter" is obtained because of the injustice of "The Count of Monte Cristo", the quality of her work is far inferior to "The Count of Monte Cristo" as "Wild Rose".