"That Zhang... is wrong...

Brother Dong...hello..."

The person in charge of Huayi Publishing House saw Zhang Haidong and said with an embarrassed smile.

"It's okay, sit down."

Zhang Haidong is quite generous.

Someone who wants to achieve great things!

Naturally, you can't hold grudges over trivial things.

"It's like this. Our publishing house is very optimistic about your book Zhu Xian.

Can you leave us this opportunity of publishing?

We were blind to not asking for your book before. We are really sorry.

Both simplified and traditional Chinese are selling very well now, so I believe Kendi can make a lot of money."

The person in charge of the other party rubbed his hands and said.

"Oh, right.

My name is Fang Zijing.

He is the chief editor of Huayi Publishing House."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.

Does the editor-in-chief of a publishing house have this kind of vision?

It’s no wonder that after the news arrived, newspapers turned directly into online media and continued to use hot topics to dominate people’s vision.

And publishing houses are closing down one after another.

Understanding is a group thing.

Zhang Haidong shook hands.

"I can only give you the publishing rights, but I have to divide the money according to the sales volume, and it is impossible to buy out the publishing rights with you.

Also, I need a publishing advance."

Zhang Haidong said clearly.

Ensure that your own interests are maximized.

“No problem paying in advance!”

Fang Zijing said directly.

"But this publishing right.

Our publishing house is also rich in funds now, let’s see if we can buy it directly..."

The female assistant next to Fang Zijing said.

"Then there's no need to talk.

You should also know how popular this book is right now.

I want to sign with a publishing house, it will definitely not be difficult.

Also because you and Donghai Daily are both local companies, Editor-in-Chief Liang led the way.

If you don't want to..."

Zhang Haidong stood up as he spoke.

The sales volume after publication also represents the performance of the staff of these publishing houses.

"Don't leave...we'll sign..."

Fang Zijing quickly stopped Zhang Haidong.

With that said, he took out the contract and handed it to Zhang Haidong.

"The copyright needs to be changed here...

The number of years needs to be changed, and it should be changed to a share of sales volume...

Declare that this needs to be changed..."

As Zhang Haidong watched, he pointed out a lot of loopholes and circled them with a pen.

"Xiao Zhao, reprint the contract.

Bring it over as soon as you print it!"

Fang Zijing said.

It didn't take long for the new contract to be printed.

After checking that there were no problems, Zhang Haidong signed the contract.

"This is an advance payment for you.

We will sell each volume at ten yuan per volume, and we will distribute the amount according to the amount sold at that time.

This is an advance payment of 50,000, please click on it."

Fang Zijing said and handed over fifty thousand yuan.

Five piles of money, just taken out from the bank, still warm!

Zhang Haidong didn't check it, but put it directly into his pocket.

"No need to click, I believe you."

"Thank you, Brother Dong!"

…

Coming out of Donghai Daily, Zhang Haidong's face was filled with joy!

In just one day, I already have 70,000 yuan!

There is still money to be made in literature!

I wonder how much the author of The Young Wife Bai Jie and A Bin earned?

certainly!

In this era of relaxed review systems, I still have to write positive things!

He put the money in his pocket, took a taxi and ran towards Guo Jingming's school.

I didn't forget the 30-70 split I said.

Guo Jingming had already finished class. When he saw Zhang Haidong, he said, "Brother Dong, do you want to have dinner together?"

Canteen, I invite you."

"I won't go to the cafeteria.

I'll treat you to a big dinner today.

Follow me first."

"ah?

I’ve already bought the egg fried rice!”

"Let's go! Something good will happen today!"

Zhang Haidong put his arm around Guo Jingming's shoulders and walked forward.

After entering the restaurant and requesting a small private room, Zhang Haidong sat down after ordering the food.

"Brother Dong, have you made a fortune by ordering so many delicious dishes?"

"Of course I got rich."

Zhang Haidong said, took out the 20,000 yuan that had already been divided and handed it to Guo Jingming.

"As promised, you write the novel and I will run it. This is the first issue of dividends.

The total is twenty-one, you count."

"so much!"

Guo Jingming suddenly shouted!

"Sit down! Keep your voice down."

Zhang Haidong quickly pulled Guo Jingming to sit down.

This kid is not tall, but his voice is quite high.

In this era, housing prices in Donghai are only 3,000 yuan per square meter, and ordinary steel workers only earn 500 yuan a month.

Anyone who sees 20,000 will scream!
To be continued...