"Who is Young Master Wei? I don't know either."
Before arriving at the general manager's office, Su Wei had already guessed that the general manager was looking for him because of Young Master Wei.
After all, he was just an unknown editor in the largest novel website in the country. Under normal circumstances, it would only be the editor-in-chief who would look for him. It would never be the general manager.
The only difference between this period of time and the past was that he was now in charge of Young Master Wei's works.
When President He heard Su Wei's words, his expression did not change. He had already expected this answer.
Su Wei was just a small editor, so he couldn't possibly know anything. President He only asked subconsciously.
"Yes, I understand. Little Su, you've been in charge of Young Master Wei's book for a month now. The two of you haven't had any conflicts, so continue to maintain your relationship with him.”
"…The publishing house has also sent news. Although the incident on the Internet caused some trouble at first, you saw what happened after that. Young Master Wei and his book went out of the circle and became even more famous.”
"There are even rumors on the Internet that this is our marketing.”
At this point, President He also smiled.
Although Zhu Yu's book could bring huge profits from the perspective of the industry insiders, it was still a good idea.
But before the book really brought in huge profits, the company would not spend so much effort to promote it.
Moreover, this time, it had caused a marketing account with a lot of fans to suffer a huge loss. How much marketing funds did they have to spend to bring about such a result?
Therefore, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that this incident could not be marketing.
"Alright, you can go back to your post first. You can put aside other work for now.”
"…Regarding the contract and the sharing of profits, you can sign the contract with Young Master Wei with the best authors for the next publication.”
After giving a few instructions, President He gave the order to leave.
"Okay, President He, I know.”
Su Wei quickly stood up and agreed with a serious expression. Then, he carefully left the general manager's office.
After Su Wei left, President He picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip of tea.
President He did not investigate Zhu Yu's background and relationship. It was really unnecessary. Moreover, if others knew about it, it would only cause trouble for him.
In the beginning, he thought that Zhu Yu was just a new author.
After discussion, the company thought that the IP value of this book was extremely high.
He had wanted to try to squeeze some money out of Zhu Yu and reduce his own profit ratio as much as possible.
But now, it seemed that there was no need to provoke such an unknown person. Even if the company was backed by one of the few large groups in the country, there was no need to be so ruthless.
Doing business in the country was sometimes about the ways of the world, not fighting and killing.
Of course, as the general manager of this company, President He couldn't give too much profit. He still had to bring as much profit as possible to the company.
Therefore, for a new author like Zhu Yu, he was already showing his goodwill by splitting the contract with the top-tier authors.
……
Wu City, Zhu Yu's one-bedroom apartment.
He sat in front of the computer and watched the instant change in the direction of the fishing wheel's wind outlet on the Internet. He was actually a little confused.
Although Zhu Yu didn't care about online fishing boats, as long as he paid, everything was fine.
However, he was a little angry when he was scolded on the Internet.
But now, those comments that were scolding him could no longer be seen. Instead, they were singing praises of him.
All kinds of marketing accounts were trying to gain his popularity and praise his book so much that even Zhu Yu couldn't stand it.
"If you guys continue to praise me, I'll be the winner of this year's Nobel Prize in Literature.”
Zhu Yu cursed and opened the review page of his book.
Two days ago, people from all the major platforms had registered an account here. In the book review section, they were all cursing him, causing Zhu Yu's fans and readers to fight back.
At that time, Zhu Yu even complained that he had succeeded in reverse marketing and gained the essence of traffic.
What was the essence of traffic? It didn't matter if it was a compliment or a scolding. As long as someone knew about you and you had traffic, it would be considered a success.
What were popular celebrities most afraid of? That was, no one would pay attention to them anymore. No one would praise or scold them. They would become ordinary people.
And now, the book review section was so harmonious that Zhu Yu didn't know what to say.
"I came from Weibo. I've read Young Master Wei's book. It's really good. The recommendation on Weibo is right.”
"I was recommended by Zhihu. I was so engrossed in it last night that I didn't sleep all night. I almost got scolded to death by the teacher when I fell asleep in class today.”
"Me too, me too. I fell asleep in class today.”
"My phone was confiscated!"
Farewell, children. You should study hard. When the time comes, someone with ulterior motives will take out your comments and make a fuss. I'll become a flower that poisons the motherland again.
Zhu Yu thought to himself, amused. Seeing the comments and reviews praising him, his mood improved a lot. He casually posted a few thousand words of his previous draft.
"Tomorrow afternoon, the first life simulation will end.”
Zhu Yu stood up and stretched, his tone much more relaxed.
Today, he finally finished typing the last word. Tomorrow, this author's life would end.
The remaining manuscripts could be slowly distributed in the next month or two as follow-up income.
Zhu Yu was also excited because he finally had the capital and could start the second phase of his life simulation. He could transform into an asset manager and move forward for wealth and freedom.
"So, when will the royalties be paid?”
Zhu Yu was most worried about the issue of royalties. As long as the money did not reach his hands, Zhu Yu would panic.
He opened the chat software and was about to ask Su Wei when Su Wei sent him a message:
"…Young Master Wei is really awesome. You directly defeated the marketing account. How did you make the marketing account admit defeat? Can you tell us?”
Although Su Wei sent a text message, there was a faint excitement in it.
Zhu Yu was stunned when he saw this line of words.
Didn't the website and the publishing house help to make that marketing account plead guilty?
But if it wasn't a website or a publishing house, what was going on?
Zhu Yu was puzzled, but he remained calm.
His EQ was high enough to know when to say what and what not to say. He immediately said ambiguously,"…Stop asking. Let's talk about the issue of royalties.”
"…I'll be receiving the payment tomorrow. Will it be in my account?”
As expected, Zhu Yu's mysterious answer made Su Wei think that Zhu Yu didn't want to say more. He immediately stopped asking and replied,
"…I wouldn't dare to owe you the payment even if I owe anyone. Don't worry, I'll definitely be able to get it tomorrow. If not, I'll go to the finance office and block the door.”
Su Wei's words had a hint of flattery.
Although Su Hao had been following his words when he chatted with him before, this time, his flattery was a little too obvious.
Zhu Yu thought for a moment and guessed, could it be that the marketing account problem this time made Su Wei suspect that he was actually very powerful and had a lot of power behind him?
But in fact, Zhu Yu expressed that he was also baffled. He had only been writing for the past few days and had no time to care about marketing accounts.
At this moment, Zhu Yu's phone vibrated. He picked it up and saw that it was a WeChat message from 'Aunty Ai'.
Whoa, this auntie hasn't deleted me yet? Don't tell me you're sending me an address to tell me that you don't have to work hard anymore and that I'll take care of you.
Uh, should I agree or not?
Cough cough, if you give her enough and she's beautiful enough, it's not impossible.
As he muttered to himself, Zhu Yu opened WeChat.
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