Chapter 142: Pavilion in the Sky
There is no harm without contrast.
Gong Minghan lacked understanding before.
Right now.
He thinks so.
After the first week of sales came out.
He didn't pay attention to the situation of this work of Hanlin Publishing House at all, and he didn't think about it, but he was more focused on Shi Rongliang's achievements.
The result was no different from what he had expected.
Only a little over 90,000 copies.
This kind of achievement is indeed worth the excitement of some small and inconspicuous publishing houses.
Because the boundaries they can reach are so large.
But for a publishing giant like its own Dingyan.
It's just a great flutter.
He told Shi Rongliang the news.
The other party not only did not panic in the slightest, but also smiled and persuaded him not to worry, saying that slow-burning works need a certain amount of time to ferment.
Gong Minghan sneered when he heard it.
Do you still need time to ferment under the strong recommendation of your own publishing house?
No kidding.
You don't go down and take a look.
In the major bookstores, your books are placed in the most conspicuous places.
Take the best promotion resources among them but sell this sluggish result.
It's as if there's no hope.
That's it.
He didn't want to explain anything to such people.
It's nothing more than waiting another week for him to completely die.
It's like a process like a halfway point.
Gong Minghan didn't even bother to think about it.
Thereupon.
When the sales for the second week are out.
Gong Minghan only had sympathy for Shi Rongliang left.
Fermentation is no longer possible.
The halving is indeed real.
Less than 50,000 copies.
What else does it need to say?
What else can be said?
Gong Minghan shook his head disdainfully.
But out of curiosity, he also looked at the second week's sales crown.
Just a glance.
He couldn't help but be stunned.
I remember that the sales champion in the first week was won by one of the works of his rival Shengyi Publishing House.
At that time, about 180,000 copies were sold.
But what's going on now?
The first place was actually changed to "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" by Hanlin Publishing House?
Isn't this Shi Rongliang's old club?
And that's not all.
Sold 250,000 copies a week?
Gong Minghan's gaze stiffened a little.
A small publishing house that was sniped by itself ended up winning the second week of sales?
Is this sure not a joke?
Let's make the sci-fi blockbuster of the year.
He was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses.
I just dug up the popular author of this publishing house, but someone backhanded out a more fierce one, how can I be so confident.
Gong Minghan hurriedly looked at the other party's name.
It's a pity it's not the real name.
Mr. Xizhou.
All right.
Again, this monster came out of nowhere.
Wouldn't it be another rookie author?
Don't wait for him to figure it out.
Someone came to call the meeting.
"Editor Gong, the festival mourns and changes, and when the results come out in the second week, Editor-in-Chief Yang is afraid that he will lose his temper." An editor walked over and patted her on the shoulder, comforting.
"It's okay."
Gong Minghan didn't have much pressure in his heart at the moment, and the preventive injection had already been given to the editor-in-chief in advance, and this fire could not burn him.
Besides, Shi Rongliang didn't dig it up by himself.
How much responsibility can I have as an editor?
"Hey, not only Shi Rongliang, but also several other authors' grades are not very good, all of them are fucking together, unlucky."
The man sighed and continued, "Let's go, it's a knife to stretch out your head, and it's also a knife to shrink your head." ”
Gong Minghan nodded, he understood that among the authors who did not achieve good results, he was afraid that the other party was responsible.
Inside the conference room.
Wait for everyone to arrive.
The editor-in-chief Shuguang tapped his finger on the data table in front of him and said in a deep voice: "Old Qian, find a way to get in touch with this 'Mr. Xizhou', dig it up for this author, what Hanlin Publishing House can give him, we can also give it, Hanlin Publishing House can't give it to him, we can still give it, and I'm not afraid of a higher salary." ”
"No problem."
Deputy editor-in-chief Qian Xinghe nodded, then sighed and said, "That Shi Rongliang is here."
"Let him compress the plot, strive for the end of two volumes, and if he doesn't agree, take down the resources for promotion and let other more qualified works be released." Yang Shuguang thought for a while and said expressionlessly.
If you cut it directly, you don't have to.
The impact of the unfinished business on the publishing house is not good.
The first volume of this book was first printed in 800,000 copies.
At first, I didn't think it was enough to sell.
Now the loss is a foregone conclusion.
However, when Qian Xinghe dug up this person, he also discussed it with himself.
Now that something has gone wrong, I, the editor-in-chief, am actually responsible.
Look away.
Not a big deal.
He, the publishing house, can afford it.
It is imperative to reduce unnecessary losses.
"That's what I thought too."
Qian Xinghe nodded, then looked at Gong Minghan and said: "Go back and inform him as soon as possible, and if he wants to continue to publish his works in Dingyan Publishing House, the treatment will be reduced, and he will be given according to the standard of newcomers for the time being, and the follow-up results will be improved." ”
"I see, associate editor."
Gong Minghan nodded.
At the same time, I was shocked by the determination of the two editors-in-chief.
Authors who have lost their value can be discarded immediately.
There was not even the slightest hesitation.
But this is not to blame others.
Who made Shi Rongliang unable to grasp the opportunity.
is a popular work in itself.
Comes with the blessing of popularity.
Now give you a bigger stage.
The result?
Pounced.
Pounced hard.
"Also, the grades of several other authors have also dropped slightly, I won't say much about this, who is responsible for going back and communicating with yourself, and then analyze what the problem is, don't release works every day as if you didn't have anything to do." Yang Shuguang said loudly.
He finished speaking.
Several of the editors present had their heads lowered at that time.
It stands to reason that the results of the book are good.
In fact, it all depends on how the author intends to write.
The editor's job is nothing more than to review it.
However, if you encounter some problems during the review, you can also communicate with the author, after all, they are not only editors, but also readers.
Can it work?
No one is a robot.
Responsible for so many works.
There will inevitably be times when you are lazy.
Now it has been discovered.
Naturally, I can't go on like this.
"Now let's talk about the book "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", who of you have read it and express your opinions." Yang Shuguang asked.
Everyone immediately looked at each other.
They really haven't seen it.
After all, this is a sudden rise.
The results of the second week have just come out.
If it weren't for the blessing of the sales crown.
Who cares about a small publishing house?
"I haven't read it, right, so read this "Legend of the Condor Heroes" with the authors under my hand to see if you can follow the trend in the future."
Looking at everyone's reaction, Yang Shuguang knew it.
The editors nodded.
The results of this book are so exaggerated now.
There is clearly merit.
Follow suit!
You have to follow suit!
After the adjournment of the meeting.
Gong Minghan directly called Shi Rongliang, so that the other party he didn't expect would still have the heart to sleep.
"Hey, Editor Gong, did you report the good news to me when the results came out?" Shi Rongliang asked with a yawn smile.
Annunciation?
Not really.
On the contrary, it is pretty much the same.
Gong Minghan said slowly: "The sales volume of "The Cloth Hero" in the second week came out, and it was less than 50,000 copies. ”
"Less than 500,000 copies? So much? Shi Rongliang was pleasantly surprised.
"It's less than 50,000 copies, and this book will eventually be compressed to two volumes, I hope Mr. Shi can think about it well."
What do you think?
Less than 500,000 copies?
That's going to have to be ten, and you're going to have to add it up.
Gong Minghan said.
There is no familiarity between the words when the two began to contact.
Alienation.
"What?"
Shi Rongliang is not sleepy anymore.
Suddenly, the voice rose eighteen degrees.
"There is also the treatment of the next book, I also need to talk to you," Gong Minghan truthfully conveyed the words of the deputy editor-in-chief to the other party.
"You can't do this to me, you took the initiative to dig me up in the first place!" Hearing this, Shi Rongliang shouted fiercely.
"Mr. Shi, there is a prerequisite for enjoying high standards of treatment." Gong Minghan had to remind the other party.
"What do you mean?" Shi Rongliang gritted his teeth and said.
"That is, your book has to be able to sell, and you are willing to have readers pay for it." Gong Minghan said lightly.
"You mean no one wants to read my book?" Shi Rongliang was furious.
"Mr. Shi, please calm down, this is not what I meant, but the truth." Gong Minghan explained.
"Okay, I'm going to see if no one wants to buy it, don't regret it."
After that, regardless of whether the other party had anything to say, Shi Rongliang hung up the phone.
was so stimulated by the other party, he couldn't stay at it now, let alone sleep.
In order to verify whether what the other party said is true.
Shi Rongliang, who left the hotel, hurriedly found a nearby bookstore.
Far away.
I saw a long queue at the door.
Looked at.
He couldn't help but smile.
Could it be that his own books are starting to explode?
Shi Rongliang's hanging heart was somewhat relaxed.
Good for you, Dingyan Publishing House.
It's really a dog's eye looking down on people.
This time, I will slap you hard with my results.
"Boss, hurry up, I'm going to freeze to death outside." Outside the bookstore, a customer couldn't help but complain.
"Brother, is this "Cloth Hero" so good-looking, I look at such a long line?" After Shi Rongliang came over, he found that he couldn't squeeze in at all, so he simply asked this person with a smile.
""The Cloth Hero"? Dude, what are you talking about? The man looked at him suspiciously.
"Didn't you line up to buy the book "The Cloth Hero"?" This time it was Shi Rongliang's turn to be stunned, and he suddenly had an ominous premonition.
"What is "The Cloth Hero", what is it, we are here to buy "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"." The man smiled.
"What?"
Shi Rongliang's complexion changed greatly: "The Legend of the Condor Heroes"? ”
The work of Hallym Press?
"You're alright, buddy." This man startled his expression.
"What to watch "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", do you understand it, "The Cloth Hero" is a martial arts masterpiece." Shi Rongliang said angrily.
"Damn, you're insane."
The man was speechless and said, "What kind of bullshit "Cloth Cloth Hero", I have never heard of it. ”
"What did you say?"
Shi Rongliang looked at each other with red eyes.
Compared to his own works, he hit the streets.
What he can't accept now is the resurgence of Hallym Press.
It's worse than killing him.
"You didn't say anything, just be happy."
The man looked at him, and he didn't want to dwell too much with a mentally ill person, so he had to follow him.
"Bastard, you dare to look down on me."
Shi Rongliang was furious when he heard this.
He went up and threw a punch at the man.
The destruction of the mansion in the air has already made him lose his basic sanity
"Hit someone, hit someone, call the police."
(End of chapter)