Chapter 37 Chapter Thirty-seven Long Clan Two

On the Bund, the Pearl Tower is brightly lit, and it is still bustling at ten o'clock in the night, with men and women walking arm in arm.

No. 18 on the Bund was formerly the headquarters of Standard Chartered Bank in China, and was later converted into a coffee shop.

Han Qiao got off the bus under the leadership of Tian Tian.

The entrance of the coffee shop.

Tian Tian mustered up her courage and called Han Qiao: "Mr. Nan, wait a moment. Before I go in to see the president, I have a few words to talk to you."

Han Qiao stopped. He had seen that Tian Tian was worried before: "Editor Tian, ​​if you have something to say, you might as well say it directly."

"Mr. Nan, what do you think of my achievements in running Long Clan One?"

"It's very good." Han Qiao praised it without hesitation. On the one hand, Longzu's achievements are due to the quality of its books, and Tian Tian's planning and publicity also contributed a lot.

Tian Tian's voice was trembling, and she mustered up her courage: "Many people in the company are now staring at Longzu II. Can Mr. Nan trust me and continue to entrust me with the publication and distribution of Longzu II."

"I won't let you down."

Under the orange light, Tian Tian looked at the man in front of her anxiously. If the Long Clan was successful, it would have nothing to do with her. The club could give it to anyone, and she was just a newcomer. She thought for a long time and the only way was to win Han Qiao's approval.

Only then can the jealous people behind you grit their teeth with hatred and be helpless.

Han Qiao smiled: "Editor Tian, ​​it's too early to talk about this now. Let's go see the president first."

When I opened the coffee shop door, the air-conditioning hit my face.

Under the leadership of Tian Tian, ​​Han Qiao met Wang Weisong, the president of Shanghai People's Publishing House.

Wang Weishang is over 50 years old, but he has been the president of a publishing house for more than 20 years. His most famous achievement is the discovery of many local literature writers, who are now deeply rooted in the literary world.

Han Qiao sat down and said, "Hello, President Wang, I've been waiting for a long time. I'm Nanjiang."

Wang Weisong's hair was white, but his temperament was very elegant. He smiled and said: "I have long admired your name, Mr. Nan, I am Wang Weisong."

The two briefly exchanged greetings, and Han Qiao got straight to the point: "President Wang, before we talk about the book, I have some questions I would like to ask?"

Wang Weishong felt Han Qiao's strength and straightened his body: "Mr. Nan is a young and talented man, so you might as well say it straight."

"President Wang, how do you think a book can maximize its benefits?"

Wang Weisong smiled and shook his head: "Mr. Nan is a wonderful man. Since ancient times, literati rarely talked about money, but since Mr. Nan asked, let's discuss it."

"Maximizing the profit of a book cannot be separated from the operation of copyright. At present, the relevant domestic laws are not perfect and piracy is rampant..." Wang Weisong explained in simple terms and talked in detail about the current domestic publishing market.

Han Qiao benefited a lot and said with a smile: "I admire Mr. Wang for his subtle knowledge of writing. I personally think that the value of a book is based on sales. The most important thing is the development of fan groups. Longzu is a youth literature. Although his fans are now

He is a student, but sooner or later he will enter the society, which has potential business value."

The dominance of milk tea wheels in later generations is also due to the fact that fans who had no money at that time grew up and had their own income.

"My idea is that in addition to selling books, Long Clan II can also sell peripherals, such as keychains, toys, figures..."

A successful novel is not only printed and sold, but also radio dramas, movies, TV series, games... There are a lot of derivative products for the development of copyright, but in this day and age, there are not many to choose from, such as bookmarks, keychains, toys, etc.

Although it is cheap, the advantage is small profits but quick turnover.

Wang Weisong was dumbfounded when he heard this. He was a traditional scholar, not a businessman, but he also knew the profits. He pondered for a long time: "It seems that Mr. Nan is not only a successful author, but also an experienced businessman. These publishing houses

You can contact the operation and we can talk about the royalties of the Long clan."

Han Qiao felt relieved: "I want 10% of the royalties from the Long clan, which is not much, and I believe that besides your company, many other publishing houses are willing to give it."

Wang Weisong smiled: "There is no precedent for royalties in China, let alone 10%. Brother Nan, that's too high. The maximum is 3%."

Han Qiao: "Eight percent, any less would be difficult to negotiate."

Wang Weisong: "Five percent, very close."

Han Qiao was about to speak when Wang Weisheng smiled and said: "This is my previous bottom line. In view of Mr. Nan's thoughts on peripheral operations, I am willing to add a point, 6%. In addition, I can give you the Long Clan.

A pip in royalties.”

After speaking, Wang Weisong picked up the coffee on the table and looked at the night view outside the window.

Han Qiao thought for a moment. The dragon clan's royalties are one point per cent, which is 190,000. He is now short of money: "Okay, no problem."

Wang Weisong smiled: "Mr. Nan is a cheerful person. I brought the contract. If possible, we can sign it now."

Han Qiao read the contract. This contract had been prepared and notarized before. It seemed that Wang Weisong was well prepared. He carefully checked the terms in it.

In fact, before signing a contract, it is best to find a lawyer to review it. However, publishing contracts and commercial contracts are different after all. Han Qiao carefully looked at the division of copyright and income and found that there was no problem.

"President Wang, before I sign again, I have a small request."

Wang Weisong: "Please speak"

"I hope editor-in-chief Gui Shetian will still run Longzu II."

Wang Weisong glanced at Tian Tian and said with a smile: "Of course, Editor Tian is a very talented rising star in our publishing house."

After Han Qiao signed the contract, the publisher needed to contact the manufacturer offline for peripheral copyright operations, which could not be done quickly.

When we left the coffee shop, it was scorching hot outside.

However, Han Qiao felt comfortable. With the agreement reached between the two Long tribes, his commercial ship finally entered the water and set sail.

Tian Tian was very excited. She walked up to Han Qiao, her pretty face flushed: "Mr. Nan, thank you, I will not let you down and make Longzu the best-selling work in the country."

Han Qiao smiled: "You deserve this."

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On July 12th, the signing time is scheduled for 10:00 am.

Hanqiao's biological clock had time, so he got ready to get up at 6:30 and exercised for an hour in the hotel gym.

After washing up, Liu Mei and I had breakfast in the hotel lobby.

Liu Mei was worried all day long, with two dark circles under her eyes. Yesterday, Hu Weishi said that he would take her to experience the nightlife in Shanghai, but she didn't come back all night.

Han Qiao ate the bread: "Master Liu, what did Hu Weishi say?"

"What else can I say? I haven't thought about it well, Han Qiao, why don't you find someone else?" Liu Mei was a little embarrassed. Yesterday Han Qiao gave her one thousand activity funds, but Hu Weishi didn't accept the offer.

At this time, Tian Tian walked in furiously.

"Mr. Nan, this is the newspaper I interviewed yesterday. Take a look." Tian Tian took out the newspaper from his briefcase and said angrily: "These newspapers are worried about keeping the world in chaos for the sake of sales."

Han Qiao took out the newspaper, which was Southern Weekly. In the middle of the newspaper was the title - Youth Literature Leader Han Qiao: I am not in the literary world.

Han Qiao took a look at the content and found that it was basically true, but between the lines it was said that Han Qiao did not bother to join the literary world.

Han Qiao took another newspaper, this one was even more outrageous - The Tragedy of Education: Nanjiang, the author of the million-selling novel, talks about the bestsellers of the Long Tribe.

Distorting the facts and referring to a deer as a horse.

Han Qiao smiled: "I heard before that it's not news if a dog bites a person, but it's news if a person bites a dog. Just let it be."

Tian Tian was worried: "Mr. Nan, I'm afraid those traditional writers won't let you go."

Han Qiao put down the newspaper: "Don't worry, it will be fine next year."

In 2000, the young writer Han Han bombarded the literary world with "Three Gates", and Han Qiao's things were nothing.
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