After four, when he arrived at the Primary School Pavilion, he arranged for Han Jun to stay in the hotel. Han Jun forced him to call his family and reported that he was safe. Han Jun, who had been busy as soon as he got off the plane.

Although the furnishings of Han Jun are not very luxurious, the environment is good. They are also close to the headquarters of the primary school museum. The transportation is convenient and you can make a cross-border phone call. They are still very considerate because Han Jun is a foreigner, so he specially hired an interpreter to take with him. After all, he is not familiar with the place and has no language to understand. If such an important person is lost, the fun will be great.

The phone was picked up as soon as it was answered. Jin Fang said directly: "Is it Xiaojun?"

Listening to his mother's anxious voice, Han Jun felt warm and said, "It's my mother. I'm here."

"Why did you call back? It's ten o'clock. Isn't the plane very fast?" Jin Fang's tone was filled with a hint of complaint. It was obvious that she had been waiting for her son's phone call in front of the phone.

Fu Jun felt a little guilty and said, "The plane is very fast. I got off the plane before 4 o'clock in the afternoon, but the arrangements were relatively compact. I just had a meal and didn't pour it out for a while.

I forgot that there was an hour difference between us and our family. I saw that it was only nine o'clock to delay your rest."

At this time, my father's voice came from the microphone: Xiaojun, you should get off the plane and call your mother, so she has been worried."

"What's wrong with me talking to my son?"

Obviously, Jin Fang pressed the phone for free. Han Jun was a little funny when he thought of his parents snatching the phone. But his heart was warm.

"Are you still used to eating there? I heard that Japanese people will not have diarrhea after eating raw food, right?" Jin Fang asked.

"You can eat here and call it a chef. Mom, my son, isn't it: a year old child, don't worry about me."

"Can your mother not worry? Your mother said. Is the plane flying in the sky safe?" Han Shipeng's voice heard from the other end of the phone, which made Han Jun smile knowingly. Isn't he the same "uneasy" when he flew online?

"You can just interrupt." Jin Fang complained and asked with interest: "How do you feel when you take a plane? Are you dizzy? I heard them say that taking a plane is even more dizzy than taking a bus."

"It's okay, mom, I'm not dizzy. I just flew a bit and felt a little uncomfortable. I heard the flight attendant say that it's a problem of ear pressure and just chew chewing gum." Han Jun replied.

"That's called a flight attendant." Han Shipeng interrupted again.

"Yeah, but mom, I feel quite regretful." Han Jun said with a smile.

Jin Fang said in confusion: "What's wrong?

"I don't know if the water will be spilled directly along the way like a train. We are standing high and we are far away." Han Jun laughed.

Hearing Han Jun say this, Jin Fang laughed and scolded: "Who did you learn this from, a broken child? Oh! Are you happy to poop on the head?"

He heard what he said, laughing from both ends of the phone. However, it was obvious that Han Jun's detailed investigation greatly relieved Jin Fang's nervousness. But Jin Fang still did not forget. Ding asked Han Jun: "Don't walk around if you are not familiar with the place there. Try to listen to other people's arrangements."

But Han Jun didn't like to hear this, "Mom, I'm a VIP and their enthusiasm. You almost didn't regard me as your grandfather before you saw it. Anyone who wants to follow their arrangements? I just go wherever I want to go, but now I'm just here in a few days. I'll have to visit all over Tokyo!"

"Just brag! Isn't it just a broken script? You hurried to sign the contract and get the money and come back. Do you know?" Jin Fang said.

Han Jun replied: "This is naturally not delayed." This is not a paradise. Even if they want to keep Han Jun after signing the contract, they can't keep it. He still needs a lot of things in his family.

"Xiaojun, how about Japan? I heard that the cherry blossoms are pretty." After caring about my son, Jin Fang was obviously very interested in the foreign style. Han Jun smiled and said, "We have the eight big laughs, you can see that it's June, but there are no cherry blossoms. Japan is nothing. It's similar to ours. The road is narrow and the house is dense and short.

"Look at your son's voice as a shanty town. The thug. Han Shipeng's slightly smiling voice started.

"Mom, if you are interested, I will take you and dad around the world," Han Jun said. In fact, Tokyo gave Han Jun a good impression. Although he did not enter the most prosperous Ginza Sanchome, Chiyo District is not the name of this international metropolis.

"Okay, I won't listen to you. When will you sign the contract?" Jin Fang asked. His son's itinerary was very important.

Fu Jun thought about the specific date of signing the contract. He did not have a clear agreement with them during the meal, but he had already determined the intention to sign the contract. Moreover, there was some details of the contract. For example, there was a lot of disputes in mainland China.

After a moment of contemplation, Han Jun said: "The specific date has not been set, but it should not be a week. The publication has begun there. The contract will not be delayed for a long time."

Jin Fang, who often deals with contracts, said in a professional manner: "Xiaojun, if you look at the contract carefully, you don't understand Japanese. Don't be confused by others."

Han Jun smiled and said, "How could it be? The contract is in Chinese. Can I still not tell whether it is suitable or not? If it is not suitable, I will leave if I don't sign it, but the transfer fee they gave is old ten thousand dollars."

"Huo! It's a lot!" Jin Fang said in surprise. He was close to the thug's 10,000 yuan. Han Jun said indifferently: "This is not much at all. I will change more after I go back." He said here. Han Jun smiled sly.

However, Jin Fang didn't understand what Han Jun meant, but she was relieved that her son was good there. But when she heard that Japan was going to hold a press conference. When she came to live broadcast the signing process, Jin Fang was very excited: "Yeah. So you have gone abroad to show your face."

Han Junwu couldn't smile and said, "Mom, what's the matter with me? Isn't it just a press conference? Isn't it just a phone call when I want to open it in Binhai? Besides, this is also a way for others to build momentum. () I just want to cooperate with them, but they are buyers, right?"

"Yeah, I'll say it well, but I'll give our old Han family a boost. Jin Fang said that Han Shipeng didn't forget to interrupt. "Yeah. Remember, don't talk nonsense. This is not here.

"Okay. I remember." Han Jun said: "You can remember the hotel phone number. Our post office will get off work. I will try to thug at 2 pm every day. If there is anything wrong with the company, I will call me and be afraid of inconvenience. I will look for the three demons and ask him to come over.

"Okay, you don't need to teach the company that's stable now. Don't worry about signing there. But remember to come back soon after finishing the matter." Jin Fang reminded.

"OK!"

"Also. Don't forget to buy the things you buy!"

"Uh" Han Jun immediately felt sweaty when he thought of the list of things he was still in his travel bag. He thought that his mother could really take on work plans.

Han Jun was busy contacting his thugs at night. After receiving Han Jun, the senior executives of the Bu Xueguan were not idle. After all, a scriptwriter from a country was working with his country's cartoonists to complete a comic work. This was originally a very good gimmick, not to mention the amazing response from the first episode of "Conan" published in the late month.

After drinking and eating, the minister He Changhong was in a good mood after sending Han Jun away. Not only because the original author was willing to transfer the copyright of the work, he was even more happy. The young man named Han Jun was very mature, steady, generous and decent in terms of his attitude and behavior, which made his original worries disappear.

When I received a reply from Kenta Yokoyama, I heard that the original author was only one pound. The boy was a little worried. After all, holding a press conference. He would face a large number of media reporters. If he saw him young and deliberately made things difficult for him, a boy would not have experience in this area. He would inevitably show his timidity and say it to the smallest. He smashed the press conference and shamed the primary school museum. To be too big, it might also cause international disputes, but it would not be beautiful. If you have a life of such a thing, the door to the Chinese market can be said to be directly closed to the primary school museum.

Han Jun was very relieved when facing the experienced responses of these people. It seemed that this young man was not comparable to ordinary peers in terms of knowledge. He was not sure how his performance at the press conference would at least not mess up the reception.

Of course, it’s good to say about the three requirements that Han Jun made at the beginning. The others are just that he wanted to retain the copyright in the mainland and let the thugs publish comics. But in the final analysis, they are still businessmen. How can businessmen not pursue profits? And more than ten years ago, Osamu Tezuka’s "Iron Arm Astro Boy" won’t give up on China’s vast market!

"President. According to Yokoyama's report, Mr. Han Jun's attitude seems to be very firm. I hope to retain the copyright in China, what do you think about this? Matsuda Misuke is mainly responsible for copyright issues. That night, Samantha Changhong convened them for a meeting. He raised this question first and listened to him. Samantha Changhong looked at him with deep meaning and smiled without answering.

Matsuda Misuke said: "Personally, I don't think we should give up this copyright. Should we talk to him again?"

His words resonated with others. Everyone knows that a best-selling comic can be sold to every corner of the world. Although even without China, other countries will definitely enter smoothly. But what is China's concept? With a population of more than one billion and very close to Japan, how can you say that you give up?

"President, I feel that Mr. Han Jun obviously wants to negotiate with us again. It is understandable that his approach is already being produced in our factory. Our factory has started to produce Conan's dolls. I hope we can get the copyright in China, which will also be a huge supplement to the product sales of our factory." Sato Yangichi, who is responsible for the product peripherals of the animation, said.

Listening to their suggestions and opinions, He Changhong nodded slowly and said, "My thoughts are not the same as you guys? But who would have convinced Mr. Han Jun to continue to give up copyright in mainland China is still a difficult problem."

Qingshan Netchao thought for a while and said, "President might as well let me give it a try?"

Suga Changhong looked at him and thought to himself that he was the author of "Conan". If he came forward, the effect might be better. In his opinion, this comic can be displayed. It is necessary to cooperate well with the script writer and the comic author to make a comeback. And if a cartoonist comes forward, it will always be better than if they come forward, at least it doesn't seem so utilitarian.

However, Suga Changhong did not immediately make a statement. Instead, he asked Matsuda Misuke: "Matsuda Jun. What is the sales volume in the first episode?"

This number has been well known to Matsuda Misuke for a long time. He said: "We have printed it five times so far in May, and the sales volume has exceeded 100,000 copies and this number is still increasing."

Except for a few people who knew this, they almost breathed in. Then they didn't know who was the first to take the lead in applause. The applause gradually became a whole year ago. Last year, the real estate bubble burst. The blow to Japan's economy was huge. A large number of people were unemployed and affected many levels. The main impact on comic clubs was directly reflected in sales. Even if they ranked among the top three in primary school, the sales volume exceeded 100,000 copies in a week, which has not been seen in recent years.

"Xiushanjun, thank you very much." Suga Changhong said with a smile: "You have also seen such a good script. With your outstanding strength, it has created "Conan", so please give me this matter!"

"I must work hard!"

"Yeah, of course, there is no price to pay. It is impossible to ask Mr. Han Jun what he means. If he really can't convince him, raise the price until he is satisfied

"yes".

Prince He Changhong nodded with satisfaction and then ordered: "The contract should be signed as soon as possible. Please contact the media as soon as possible after our contract is signed, and we will hold a press conference."

After discussing a series of details, it was already past eleven o'clock in the evening, but everyone here was inspired by joy and excitement. No one would feel a little tired.

The next morning, at 8 o'clock, I went to Aoyama. I came to the hotel where Han Jun stayed. I first found the Japanese translation of Nakano Daiki, which was specially equipped for Fengjun, which was specially equipped with the primary school hall. ()

"Is Mr. Han Jun from Nakano Kung?" Aoyama asked the reason why he didn't look for Han Jun first. It was all because Han Jun couldn't speak Japanese at all. It was already June. The temperature in Tokyo was not low. But at this time, Nakano was still wearing a phoenix-year-old suit, with a humble smile on his face, with thin eyebrows and small eyes. The standard Japanese image seemed very excited and respectfully when he saw Aoyama Kung-hung visiting, he replied with respect: "Teacher Aoyama, you really want to come to Han Jun to have a long trip. You should still be resting."

"Oh, let's wait." Although Aoyama Nethosaki was anxious, he did not immediately ask Nakano Daiki to wake Han Jun up if he did that, it would be too rude.

However, the two of them had just arrived at the lobby of the hotel and saw Han Jun pushing the door in sweat. He was wearing sportswear and obviously had just gone to exercise.

"Mr. Han Jun!?" Nakano Daiki said in surprise: "Didn't you rest any more?"

Han Jun saw that it was his own pencil and the cartoonist Qingshan. He laughed: "Well! Go to bed early and get up early and get up early and the air is good. I am used to it every day."

"This is really a good habit." Nakano Daiki compliments and said, "Ao let the teacher come over to find you something about comics. Let's go into the house."

"It's not good for me to change my clothes." Han Jun said embarrassedly, pointing to his almost wet clothes. His words made the two of them smile knowingly.

After taking a shower, he changed into clean clothes. Han Jun came to Nakano's room and asked, "What's the matter with Mr. Aoyama, the Big Bad Wolf, to me?"

"Uh" Nakano Daihui's face turned aside. This "big bad wolf" was the "nickname" given by Han Jun. The reason was that "don't there always be many Japanese names?" He became "big Huilang" as soon as he was just talking.

In fact, Han Jun couldn't stand Nakano's attitude of being respectful and overly polite to him. Even though he was hired by the elementary school, Han Jun felt uncomfortable and joked with him. But the effect was obviously good. Nakano's Dahui was pleasant to Han Jun. It became much more natural to communicate with him again.

"Tell me what's going on?" Han Jun urged. Nakano Daiki nodded and turned to ask Aoyama Takahara.

"It's like this, Mr. Aoyama wants to talk to you about the comics." Nakano replied.

"Oh, that's it." Han Jun smiled and sat down casually and asked, "What kind of things do Mr. Qingshan want to talk about?"

"Hello, Mr. Han Jun is like this. Personally, I really hope that the book "Conan" we collaborated on can face Chinese readers. I think you will definitely have the same idea?" Aoyama Takahara organized some language and said.

But after all, he is a cartoonist rather than a businessman. After all, he only said this sentence, Han Jun knew what he meant. He laughed secretly in his heart. The reason why he kept holding on to the domestic copyright was because he knew that this comic would definitely enter the Chinese market after it became popular. Facing Chinese readers, if he gave up this copyright, then when Conan entered China, the Japanese said the copyright fee was as much as possible. The third uncle also emphasized the issue of domestic copyright in his whispers to him. He didn't care about other countries, but China, and they must not let them have the final say.

Han Jun smiled slightly and said, "Of course I also hope that Chinese readers can see your comics. You want to say that there is a problem with domestic copyright in China. Actually, this is the primary school library that does not need to be considered. I will not give up the copyright of China Guoran."

Hearing Han Jun say this, Qingshan Netchang looked a little disappointed on his face, but Han Jun changed his tone: "But don't worry. I'm not trying to prevent this comic from entering China. We can negotiate it in a friendly way. And change the way. A way that is beneficial to everyone."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Qingshan was happy and asked hurriedly: "Mr. Han Jun means. Are you willing to transfer the copyright of mainland China?"

Fu Jun smiled: "Maybe transfer is not appropriate. Cooperation is a good way."

"cooperate?"

"Yes, cooperation!" As he said that, Han Jun briefly explained his thoughts to Qingshan. In fact, Han Jun also knew that Qingshan must have come here as a lobbyist and he couldn't make the decision. Those who can do things will also have to be the minister of Changhong. Qingshan also knew that Han Jun wanted to talk to the president in detail after hearing Han Jun's meaning.

He simply said directly: "Let's do it. Let's go to the president to talk about the contract now."

"Okay, thug. When I met Han Jun, the school center thought that Aoyama had completed the task well. But it was not the case that it was not the case before we arrived first.

Han Jun’s meaning was obvious when he talked about it. He would not give up the copyright in China, but he did not violate the "Conan" of Primary School Pavilion and entered the Chinese market. And Han Jun’s opinion was cooperation!

"I can enter the Chinese market as the person in charge of copyright in mainland China. This is not inconsistent with the intention of entering the Chinese market. However, I hope that I will set a reasonable price for the sale of copyrights to Chinese publishers so that the interests of both parties can be guaranteed."
To be continued...