The buyout price is 500 yuan, and the royalty cooperation is 8%, and the contract for the next volume is also signed.

Jiang Xinyu snickered in her heart.

In a few words, this editor Zhao exposed the fact that their publishing house is very optimistic about her book, if it is not optimistic, why should the contract for the next volume be set in advance?

The more relaxed her mind became, "Editor Zhao, let's be honest, I have voted for a total of four publishing houses, and I have received two reply letters, asking me to send the original reading materials, and your publishing house is the most sincere."

This is pure nonsense, and she has not received a single reply since the thing was sent. Saying this is just putting some gold on your face so that you can negotiate the price.

"If this volume is released, no one can predict whether it will be well received by the market, so I mean if the sales are good, and your publisher wants to release a second volume, I will give priority to your publisher."

Zhao Weihua frowned slightly, knowing that she was not easy to handle.

In fact, the publisher attaches great importance to this book, full of childlike fun is the basic, and what is commendable is the combination of Chinese and English, educational significance, and the image is very positive, no matter how it is a good read.

He pondered for a while and said, "Mr. Jiang, if you ask the professor of your school to write a preface and sign a contract with our publishing house for the next volume, we can add a little more to you."

Jiang Xinyu: "Two points, ten percent!"

Editor Zhao really felt that she was a lion and stared at her for a long time, but he finally agreed.

took out the stamped contract from the bag, filled it out and pushed it to Jiang Xinyu.

Jiang Xinyu read them one by one, and when she saw one of them, she read them out and asked, "Calculate the remuneration based on the sales volume, not according to the number of prints?"

Zhao Weihua smiled and said, "Mr. Jiang, you should feel that our publishing house is very sincere, even 10% agreed, and the risk is borne by our publishing house, which is fair according to the sales volume, right?"

Jiang Xinyu also smiled, "It's fair, but I have confidence in my own work."

Paying according to sales is the publisher's protection of its own rights and interests, Jiang Xinyu agrees with this, and after reading it, she feels that there is no problem and signs her name.

"I wonder when Editor Zhao will go back?"

Zhao edited: "The train the day after tomorrow, if you can get the preface in these two days, go to the guest house to find me."

"By the way, one more important thing is that you draw a cover."

Jiang Xinyu smiled: "The cover has already been drawn, I'll get it for you now, you can see how it goes."

She went into the house and went to the humble study, which had only a desk and two chairs, and took out the cover she had drawn a while ago from the drawer.

The cover depicts Dobbo running on the grass beside the rolling green river, the fur on its head fluttering backwards in the wind, its two pointed ears fluttering in the wind saying happy, and the little squirrel sticking out from behind the tree with half of its body open with big watery eyes. The words "The Adventures of Duobao" floated above the paper. The English translation of these words floats just below this line.

"Editor Zhao, how's it going?"

Vivid, the color of the picture is very good, it looks extremely comfortable, Zhao Weihua can't say what's wrong, just like the content in this book, she takes all aspects into account.

He nodded, "I can look at it."

"Okay, you eat, I have something to do, let's go first."

When the others left, Jiang Xinyu slammed on the spot several times.

It's amazing!

Her hard work was not in vain.

It is a lot to give 500 at a time, but this is tantamount to killing chickens and taking eggs, according to the sales volume, if the sales are good, there will be a steady stream of money coming in.

After the afternoon class, she was going to find Professor Yu, who happened to teach foreign languages, and she happened to be the right person.

Walking to the office door, she stopped.

The matter of Song Minghan and Chen Jiajia is like Jiang Baoqin and Song Minghan at the beginning, no matter how you think about it, it is weird.

In such an unhappy relationship, she asked Professor Yu for help, and she felt a little awkward.

She let out a sigh of relief and knocked on the office door.

Professor Yu taught her as a disciple, and he never mentioned anyone else on weekdays.

However, when she entered the office, she heard from other teachers that Professor Yu had gone to the hospital.

Professor Yu's health has been quite healthy recently, and there is no doubt who he will go to the hospital to see.

She simply went to a professor of English in another department.

This is the advantage of participating in school activities more on weekdays, and she has coordinated the school's programs, and most of the teachers know her.

After saying his intention, the old professor picked up his glasses and put them on, flipped through a few pages, and then said, "You put things here, I will read them first and give you an answer tomorrow."

Jiang Xinyu thanked and walked out of the office.

There were other teachers in the office, and some of them were interested in coming over to take a look.

"Mr. Jiang's hands are quite skillful, and the small animals are vividly drawn."

Seeing that someone reached out to take the reading materials away, Professor Wu hurriedly reached out and held it, "I'll take a look first and check if there are any grammatical errors."

If a book produced by a student in the school can be valued and distributed by the publishing house, it means that the book has been recognized by the publishing house, and it is not impossible for him to write a preface to recommend it, but there must be no mistakes in it. He still had to think carefully about what was going on.

Jiang Xinyu still remembers that Jin Youdong's son came to Xinnanyuan at five o'clock in the afternoon to fry the goods, and when he rushed back after eating, it was already half past five, and the simplest fried melon seeds had been put out of the pot and put on a plate on the stone table, and there was a young man in the kitchen who was frying Badam.

The melon seeds were bought yesterday

The original melon seeds, without any stir-frying, grab a handful, the melon seeds still have residual warmth, the taste is caramel-flavored, the taste is crispy, and the caramel flavor is mellow.

The taste is very good, the more you snort, the more fragrant it is, there is not much special for her, but this taste is now, it must be something that most people have never tasted, after all, most of them eat their own fried original melon seeds during the New Year, or they are spiced salted melon seeds.

There was a lot of frying in the kitchen, and Jin Fuhai was stir-frying hard.

Jiang Xinyu told Chen Yi about signing the contract at noon.

Chen Yi went into the study and took out the contract, and after reading them carefully, he really didn't find any cheating places.

"I didn't know you still had this hand."

She smirked, "You don't know much."

Before she married him, her family checked him out, and his family must have checked her too.

Her resume is certainly not as dazzling as his, and her academic experience is also a passing pass, and for him after reading it, her resume can be summarized as "no stain and not very brilliant".

Chen Yi nodded, "I really don't know you well enough, you are really very good."

Jiang Xinyu's heart was bubbling with beauty, but she said modestly: "It's not excellent, it's just an opportunistic trick."

Decades later, there are so many comics and cartoons, and her professional classes are not in vain, so the production of this book accounts for a combination of Chinese and English, and the pictures are good.