Chapter 62 That's How Rich People Play
"Xinxin, get up quickly, aren't you going back to school today?" Ying's mother Yuan Feng directly woke up Ying Xin. This daughter is also troublesome when she grows up, and she becomes lazy to do it.
Ying Xin woke up in a daze, with a smirk on her face. Just now I beat Li Yuan again in a dream, and the soul who beat him knelt down and begged for mercy, crying bitterly and admitting his mistake. It's so refreshing!
"Mom, can't you let people sleep a little longer this weekend?" Ying Xin said coquettishly.
"It's already one o'clock in the afternoon, how many times have you been in bed? What's the use of raising a daughter? Staying at home is also an eyesore. Go back to your dorm. β
"Hmph, you're not my own mother."
"It's not a kiss that I threw it out early. Hehe. β
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Forced to be helpless, Ying Xin could only reluctantly get up. Yuan Feng's nagging was automatically blocked next to his ears.
It's all to blame for that fate, staying up late to revise the manuscript for him, does this girl owe you?
ββ¦β¦ Xinxin, your Aunt Geng has been here in the morning. I gave her the paper. β
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Ying Xin hurriedly asked, "Mom, I haven't finished revising it yet?" β
"Isn't it the bound one? Why haven't you finished writing it yet? β
"Huh?" Ying Xin hurriedly rushed into her room. She found that Li Yuan's original manuscript had been taken away, and the manuscripts she revised were still in place? Stay where you are? In place? Whereabouts? Place?
"Mom." Ying Xin almost didn't cry, "It's not this." That one doesn't work. β
"Why not?" Yuan Feng asked strangely, "That's someone else's contribution, you have to respect the original work." What are you doing to change it? β
"No, no, no." Ying Xin was so anxious that she stomped her feet again and again, "What he wrote is messyββ! β
"That's the author's business, too. Why do you bother with it? Yuan Feng didn't care at all, "I found Xiao Geng of the People's Liberation Army Publishing House according to your request." A large publishing house like theirs is already strict, and there is no guarantee that the manuscript will be approved. β
Ying Xin leaned up her little head, looking loveless. It's over, and I'll become a big joke in my mother's circle in the future......
It's all to blame for that soul! This time he will not spare his dog's life!
In fact, Ying Xin did not miscalculate. That Aunt Geng's name is Geng Yue. She is the editor of the Literature and Art Department of the Army Publishing House.
When she returned home with the manuscript paper, Geng Yue simply flipped through it and found that this work was worthless - such a mess of words and language, the author didn't even finish elementary school Chinese, right?
So you don't need to take it to the publishing house at all, that's a waste of time. But for the sake of Xinxin's face, let's put it at home for a few days! I'll find a chance to give it back to her secretly in the future.
It's like never having to post it!
Geng Yue completely forgot about this matter in a blink of an eye. It's nothing more than the whim of a child's family.
But she didn't expect that her son Zhang Peng'er would turn to this submission. According to the old habit at home, I got a sneak peek of my room......
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At this time, the owner of a publishing house in Kwun Tong, Hong Kong, Ruan Tai Fook, was asking his son Ruan Liangying: "Xi Zai, has the manuscript been reviewed?" β
Nguyen Luong Anh is a skinny young man with glasses. He couldn't wait to show in front of his father: "Old Bean, this work is written...... The ...... is very sharp! I can't say how it feels, it's just that it feels amazing. I think it's promising. β
Ruan Dafu smiled and waved his hand to interrupt: "Xizai, I spent money to let you go to college, I wanted you to take over my class, not to let you be an editor." You can't go and steal the jobs of cultural people, right? Your old bean has already been seen by Editor-in-Chief Li, and he watched it for ten minutes, and then threw it directly in the trash, commenting - a bubble of shit! So I'm asking you to watch it again, not to see if this shit stinks, but to correct those typos. β
"But I think ......"
"Don't you think. We must believe in the professionalism of cultural people. We do our own thing, and what you have to learn is to do business. Got it? β
"Understood, Old Bean." The editor-in-chief Li is also well-known in the Hong Kong cultural circle, so Ruan Liangying still chose to trust, "Lao Dou, is that work really going to be published?" Isn't it shit? β
"Not only to publish, but also to do the scenery. Know who called? It's that Miss Huang Jiasan. Ruan Dafu smiled and shook his head, "Xizai, you need to remember." The young master and young lady of the rich will also be elegant. Even if they take out shit, we have to give them decency. β
"Decent?"
"Yes. Know whose money is the best to make? Rich people, of course. But the rich and the rotten do things differently, you have to read what they mean. Ruan Da Fouc began to teach by example, "If the submission was sent by their housekeeper, it means that it is a friend's favor, and we will review it normally." If you add a business card, it must be published. However, it is also a normal business operation. It doesn't take a lot of effort. If you go directly to the door or make a phone call, you should understand this? Then hold it high and make them satisfied. β
"Old Bean, is it so complicated?"
"Huh. And there's more. The most troublesome thing is that those young masters and young ladies are incognito, thinking that they are very talented, and secretly submitting. You have to pretend that you don't know, but you also have to coax them into making them think that they are really talented. This one is the hardest, but it also makes the most money. β
One thing to say, Huang Jiaojiao just wanted to give a favor, so she made this call in person. But I never thought that Ruan Dafu would interpret such a profound meaning?
Having said that, because of such a misunderstanding, Li Yuan finally passed the first hurdle of publishing.
"Alright, Fine. Prepare the book for typesetting and printing. Learn to choose, the font should be larger, and the cover should be more exquisite. A set of four hardcovers. It's as beautiful as a world classic. β
"How much is that?"
"200 sets! Check with all the booksellers and put one or two sets in each house, but keep the posters in a bright spot for a few days. They should all know the rules. β
"So little?"
"Quite a few. This kind of shit is not bought by readers at all. But someone will pay for it. β
"Old Bean, is it just published? To sign a contract or not to sign a contract? β
"Write a copy! Let Miss Three fill it out by herself. Oh, do a full set of plays, and give a ...... for the remuneration 10,000 mosquitoes. Rest assured, when the time comes, the third lady will definitely give a check for 200,000 yuan? Does she lose face? β
Speaking of which, the phone on the side rang:
"Hello? Huang Ershao? I understand, I understand, your brother and sister are deeply affectionate, I will leave you 100 sets of ......"
"Understand, you are good girlfriends, is it enough to leave you 30 sets......
"Received, 50 sets! As soon as we publish it, we will send it to your house......"
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After a round of phone calls, Ruan Dafu said to his son: "See no? That's how they rich people play. 200 sets should not be enough, print 500 sets! I didn't expect the third lady to be so popular. Hehe. β
Ruan Liangying was a little strange: "Old bean, do they buy so much dry baa?" β
"Give it away. If there are more, you can donate them to schools and libraries. Hahaha......"
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