After thinking about it, Zhang Jiaze decided not to give up until the last moment. He took the book "Spring Can't Fly Butterflies", and according to the address of the publishing house printed on the book, he rushed all the way to BJ's publishing house in BJ, and Zhang Jiaze found the publishing editor of the book. The publication editor is a bookish, glasses-wearing, 30-year-old woman named Zhou Mei.

Zhang Jiaze explained his intention to Zhou Mei: first, the real author of "Spring Can't Fly Butterflies" is himself, and Gong Cheng is plagiarism; Second, in order to prove that this book is his own, he also took out the second book in this series, "Autumn Can't Run White Horses", of course, the second book is only an email manuscript in the email.

Zhou Mei got up and made a pot of tea for Zhang Jiaze, and then sat down on the sofa and slowly watched "Autumn Can't Run White Horse". Zhou Mei frowned and thought as she watched, her brows first wrinkled tighter and tighter, and later, about half an hour later, she turned into a smile like a flower.

Zhou Mei first praised "Autumn Can't Run White Horse", saying that the love is sincere, the idea is higher, and the language is more refined, which is much better than "Spring Can't Fly Butterflies".

Zhang Jiaze said sincerely:

"Mr. Zhou, as a writer, I know that it is difficult to change a person's writing style. I'm sure you're an authority and an expert in this area, but after reading these two books, do you think they're written by the same person? ”

Zhou Mei took a sip of tea gently, nodded and said:

"I completely agree with you that these two books should be written by the same author."

Hearing this, Zhang Jiaze was very excited, as if he had finally seen the dawn of hope. The conscience of heaven and earth, now, at last, someone agrees with his point of view.

Zhang Jiaze excitedly shook Zhou Mei's hand:

"Thank you so much, Mr. Zhou! With your words, I feel much more at ease! Now, I am ready to file a lawsuit immediately against Gong Cheng, the author of the previous book. ”

Zhou Mei's facial expression was not shocked, and she said faintly:

Of course, that's just my point of view as a lover of literature, as far as ...... As for how the judgment is made in the legal sense, I don't know about that......"

Zhang Jiaze lowered his head. Yes, he is also a person who has fought a lawsuit, and after being sued by a film and television company last time, if his wife hadn't saved the evidence, he would have lost the lawsuit. The law is based on evidence, and now, he has nothing on hand, and it is extremely difficult to win this lawsuit.

Zhou Mei continued:

"But I have a way to help you...... I just don't know what you think......"

When Zhang Jiaze heard this, he immediately cast a look of admiration and gratitude at Zhou Mei, and hurriedly nodded and said:

"Okay, good, thank you so much Mr. Zhou! Thank you so much, Mr. Zhou! What does Mr. Zhou mean? ”

Zhou Mei took another sip of tea, and then said slowly:

"I have an idea, but I don't know what you think - now, because the book "Spring Can't Run Butterflies" is very popular, according to the statistics of our distribution department yesterday morning, the sales of this book in the country have exceeded 100,000 copies, and in today's shrinking physical publishing, 100,000 copies is already a very good best-selling concept; I just read "Autumn Can't Run White Horses" cursoly, and I agree with you that the two books are in the same vein in style, so I want to ......"

Zhang Jiaze listened to Zhou Mei's words with great interest, and looked at Zhou Mei motionlessly.

Zhou Mei continued:

"So, I mean, can you sign us for this book to publish?"

When Zhang Jiaze heard this, an old heart with vicissitudes couldn't help but beat non-stop. Could it be that he has dreamed of publishing books for decades, and he is about to become a reality.

Zhang Jiaze said in his heart:

"Yes, yes!"

However, in order to hide his gaffe, Zhang Jiaze tried his best to calm down and pretended to say lightly:

"Of course it's nice to be able to publish...... And you're also a big publishing house......"

Zhou Mei continued:

"That's great, Mr. Zhang, don't worry, we will definitely use the best editing, the best design, the best paper, and the best distribution to make your work. Moreover, our manuscript fee is higher than that of ordinary publishing houses, I read this book, in the current market situation, we can give 10 points of royalty, the first printing of 30,000 copies, according to the price of 28 yuan to calculate......"

Zhou Mei grabbed a calculator on the side of the table, crackled it, then stared at the numbers on the calculator, and said: "The manuscript fee for the first printing is 84,000 yuan, which does not include the income from our later printing and other copyrights. Moreover, I can also apply to the leader to prepay you 30,000 yuan in advance, and the rest will be settled at one time within 3 months after publication. ”

Zhang Jiaze breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally come to the end of the bitterness, blowing all the wild sand to gold, after so many hardships, he had finally come to an end, and all the previous hardships had not been in vain, and it was worth it.

张嘉泽 says:

"Then thank you so much for Mr. Zhou's support......"

However, next, what Zhou Mei said made things take a turn -