Xu Ye communicated with the people from these publishing houses, and finally put forward his request.

As a result, his request scared many publishers.

These publishers refused one after another and said goodbye.

In the end, Anseong Literature and Art Publishing House was left.

The caller was Zhao Xiaolei, editor-in-chief of Ancheng Literature and Art Publishing House.

Zhao Xiaolei has listened to all the current releases of Ghost Blowing Lantern, and he likes this story very much.

He first praised the ghost blowing the lamp, and then said: "I'll get straight to the point, on the side of our publishing house, you don't have to worry about anything, just provide us with the text, and we will be responsible for other things." ”

"According to your current word count, the price of a book can be between 20 and 30 yuan, and the royalty rate we give you is 10 percent."

Royalties, as they are paid by the publishing industry, are calculated as a percentage of the book's price.

This percentage is the royalty rate, which is generally between 5% and 15%, but in fact it is rare to exceed 12%.

As for more than 15%, there are almost none.

As a rookie writer, Xu Ye can directly get a 10% royalty rate, which is already very good.

If a book is sold for 20 yuan, with a royalty of 10 percent, Xu Ye can get two yuan.

Don't look at this less, you must know that the total number of words of the ghost blowing the lamp is nearly two million, and one is eight copies, and the price must not be low.

The world is extremely strict in terms of copyright, and there is no need to worry about piracy.

On Earth, even if there are pirated e-books, physical books have generated sales of 20 million copies.

Xu Ye said that he would earn tens of millions.

But since that is said, Xu Ye's goal must be more than that.

"Editor-in-Chief Zhao, do you dare to bet with me?" Xu Ye asked.

Zhao Xiaolei was stunned for a moment, and wondered: "What are you going to bet on?" ”

"If the physical book sells more than 10 million copies, I want 20 percent royalty, and if it can't be sold, I only need 8 percent royalty." Xu Ye said slowly.

Hearing Xu Ye's words, Zhao Xiaolei felt his head buzzing.

VAM agreements exist in all walks of life.

Actually, it's like everyone bets, what if I can't do it.

But with 10 million copies sold, this is outrageous, right?

"Xu Ye, do you know what the concept of 10 million copies is?" Zhao Xiaolei hurriedly said.

Books that have sold more than 10 million copies, even if there are not many in the current market in China.

Especially now that the Internet is developed, many resources can be found on the Internet, and fewer and fewer people read physical books.

It's too hard to reach 10 million sales.

Zhao Xiaolei estimates that the sales volume of ghost blowing lamps will be about three million copies at most, and it is unlikely that there will be more.

"I know, so it's a bet, or a gamble?" Xu Ye said.

Zhao Xiaolei thought about it.

According to his estimates, the ghost blows out the lamp will sell less than 10 million copies.

But Xu Ye swore so much, he suddenly had an inexplicable expectation in his heart.

What if?

You must know that Anseong Literature and Art Publishing House has not released a book that has sold more than 10 million copies until now.

"10 million copies, 20% of the royalties given to Xu Ye, less than 8% is 8%, it's really a bet!" Zhao Xiaolei sighed in his heart.

Then he said, "Give me some time, and I'll get back to you later." ”

"Okay."

The two hung up the phone.

Zhao Xiaolei doesn't care about the 20% royalty rate, which is very high in the industry.

If you search the Internet, it seems that few writers have such a high royalty rate.

But in fact, many of the top authors in the writer's circle can get this ratio.

If it's an electronic copyright or something like that, the royalty rate is even higher.

But these are private and not public.

"With a sales volume of 10 million copies, Xu Ye is so confident in his book?" Zhao Xiaolei said secretly in his heart.

He immediately called the senior leaders of the unit and held a meeting to discuss it.

Eventually, the publisher approved the contract.

Xu Ye is now the image ambassador of Anseong tourism and the top of the entertainment industry.

The quality of the book is so good at the moment.

In that case, take a gamble!

Let's see if their Anseong Literature and Art Publishing House can release a set of books with sales of more than 10 million.

After Xu Ye received the news, he made an appointment with Zhao Xiaolei to meet tomorrow morning.

Zhao Xiaolei came over with the contract, and Xu Ye sent them the documents.

Xu Ye plans to publish the first four physical books of the ghost blowing the lantern first, including the Exquisite Ancient City, the Longling Grotto, the Yunnan Worm Valley and the Kunlun Shrine.

In fact, there are no last four parts of the ghost blowing the lamp, but the publishing house asked the original author to continue writing, and this is the last four.

The quality of the last four is not as good as the previous ones, but they are not bad either, and they fill in the holes of the whole book.

Xu Ye plans to let the popularity of the first four parts ferment in the market, and then release the next four parts.

The next day, Zhao Xiaolei came to this big studio with the company's legal counsel.

Zhao Xiaolei is almost fifty years old, and he is about to take a back seat.

If he can make a book that sells more than 10 million before he retires, then his career can also come to a successful end.

When he was led by someone from this big studio, he came to the door of the studio.

As soon as I entered, I saw a group of people standing in a row.

The people on the far sides carried a banner with white letters on a red background, and one person held the other.

It reads, "Warmly welcome to Anseong Literature and Art Publishing House, this is a big studio!" ”

Zhao Xiaolei was directly stupid.

What the fuck is going on?

This kind of welcome is a bit retro.

Just look at the expressions of these people, why are they a little reluctant.

There was one person who was very excited, and that smile was not squeezed out.

Yes?

He is Xu Ye.

That's fine.

Xu Ye, who was standing in the middle of the crowd, smiled, and he said loudly: "Welcome to Editor-in-Chief Zhao, big guy applauds and welcomes!" ”

Then Xu Ye took the lead in applauding, shouting in his mouth: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!" Welcome, welcome, warm welcome! ”

The group of staff around him looked helpless.

Early this morning, Xu Ye came to the studio and began to arrange.

Say it's to welcome an important guest and hold a small welcome ceremony.

And then it became like this.

The staff squeezed out a smile and shouted with Xu Ye: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!" ”

Zhao Xiaolei was embarrassed.

The last time he saw such a welcoming ceremony, he wasn't married.

He had to squeeze out a smile and say, "Hello everyone." ”

"Editor-in-chief Zhao is good!" Xu Ye was full of anger.

A group of staff members shouted together again.

Zhao Xiaolei now has the urge to turn around and leave.

Where am I here?

It's a psychiatric hospital, right?

After the welcome ceremony was over, Xu Ye beckoned Zhao Xiaolei into the conference room.

Zhao Xiaolei finally felt that the atmosphere was a lot more normal.

After he sat down, Xu Ye asked, "What are you drinking?" ”

Zhao Xiaolei hurriedly said: "Water is fine." ”

"Do you drink drinking water, mineral water, natural water, pure water, or cool water?" Xu Ye asked again.

Do I rub?

Zhao Xiaolei was stunned, there are so many types of water?

"Hot water is enough." Zhao Xiaolei said.

"Do you want 40 degrees, 60 degrees, 80 degrees, or 100 degrees of hot water?" Xu Ye asked again.

Zhao Xiaolei's expression stiffened.

Damn, people on the Internet say that Xu Ye is sick, not a lie.

He's playing for real!

"Forty degrees will do." Zhao Xiaolei said.

"Forty degrees no." Xu Ye looked serious.

"Sixty degrees."

"Sixty degrees is not either."

Zhao Xiaolei's mind was full of question marks.

However, he now felt that he had adapted to Xu Ye's way of chatting.

Zhao Xiaolei thought for a while and said, "What's there." ”

"Okay!"

Xu Ye turned to his subordinates and said, "Go get a cup of hot water." ”

Zhao Xiaolei stared at Xu Ye with wide eyes.

It seems to say, are you okay?

The contract was quickly finalized.

When Xu Ye uploaded it on the Yuedong platform, he also signed a contract with Yuedong.

Yue's hand only has the sound copyright of the ghost blowing the lamp, and the other copyrights are still in Xu Ye's hands.

What Xu Ye sold to Ancheng Literature and Art Publishing House here is only the copyright of the physical book.

As for e-books, just wait for a partner to come to your door.

Xu Ye will definitely not be like the world's top singers, and he sold the copyright of the ghost blowing lamp in a daze on the wine table.

As a result, there are a lot of messy adaptations on the market.

When the contract was signed, Zhao Xiaolei's face was full of joy.

He is almost old age, and he has a burning feeling at this time.

Go for it!

Hit 10 million sales!

Then Zhao Xiaolei heard two bangs.

Then a large pile of colored paper floated down overhead.

He turned his head to see that two of Xu Ye's subordinates were standing next to him, one holding a salute cannon.

I don't know when, another banner was hung on the wall of the conference room.

It reads, "Congratulations on the signing ceremony of the ghost blowing lantern!" ”

Zhao Xiaolei was stunned again.

You're giving me a whole retro, aren't you?

A group of people who were in a big studio were applauding again.

Xu Ye took the lead in applauding and applauded the most.

Then he waved his hand, and a staff member walked in outside the door.

She was holding a pennant in her hand.

Zhao Xiaolei had a bad feeling.

Then he saw Xu Ye take the pennant and said, "Editor-in-chief Zhao, this pennant was customized by me and specially given to Ancheng Literature and Art Publishing House." ”

"Thank you." Zhao Xiaolei hurriedly said.

There are also things in the publishing industry where writers will send pennants to publishing houses.

Xu Ye turned the front of the pennant over, revealing the big characters on it.

At the top is a line of small characters "Anseong Literature and Art Publishing House".

As for the large area in the middle, there is only one number.

That's right, it's the numbers.

Go alone with a 6.

Looking at the huge number 6 on the pennant, Zhao Xiaolei wanted to cry without tears.

Can I not want this pennant?

Xu Ye was puzzled: "Editor-in-chief Zhao, aren't you happy at such a happy moment?" ”

Zhao Xiaolei looked at Xu Ye's expression, and his heart was crossed.

I've got rid of my old bones!

Zhao Xiaolei immediately raised his hand and applauded enthusiastically, and said in his mouth: "Okay, good!" This 6 is well written! And the salute? Get me one too! ”

The subordinates who came with Zhao Xiaolei looked at the appearance of the editor-in-chief and looked away.

Come on, another crazy one.

(End of chapter)