Cheng He, the genius of running men
31 Sign the contract for Legend of Wukong

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There were still a few days before the filming in Han. Cheng He handed his ID card to the director first. They would help him with the documents to go abroad.

For some reason, perhaps because his uncle hadn't watched this episode, the repeated side mission hadn't been rewarded. However, Cheng He didn't insist on it.

Taking advantage of this gap, Cheng He first recorded " Wukong ". Compared to the previous two songs, the melody of " Wukong " was much simpler. It could be completed without the accompaniment of a simple piano piece. Compared to the previous two songs," Wukong " was obviously on a lower level. However, because it was too in line with the artistic conception of " Legend of Wukong," the already popular " Legend of Wukong " rose to a higher level after it appeared on Weibo.

"The moon splashes across the galaxy, the long road is long; Who asked me to be extraordinary, who made me fall into a dilemma of love and hate; In the end, his heart was broken.

When the world is in the sky, the resentment is not in my heart; Give up enlightenment and leave the confusion, the six dust will not change; And angry and sad and crazy ah, this is a person is a ghost is a monster; It was just that he had a demonic debt in his heart.

If you call me Buddha, you will not be able to turn back. Good and evil are floating in the world of true and false, and the fate of the world is not clear. It's hard to tell…"

"What use do I have for this cudgel? Still uneasy still sad, gold hoop head, want to say also rest.

I want this iron cudgel, Drunken Dance Demon, I have this change, confusion and turbid; The world is evil and dangerous, and it is difficult to escape after all.

This stick will turn you into ashes!"

There was no need for profound singing skills. A faint whisper echoed in his ears, as if he was reminiscing and self-deprecating. However, when he sang the last part, he suddenly raised his voice. I am Wukong. Even if I have a golden hoop around my body, I am still Sun Wukong. No one can control him. A metal rod will shatter everything...

As they read and listened to the Legend of Wukong, they couldn't help but shed tears.

An unruly, daring monkey who dared to resist the supreme fate seemed to have forever remained in the hearts of countless people.

As Legend of Wukong became more and more popular, countless publishing firms began to contact Cheng He. However, because Cheng He had changed his phone number, it was difficult to contact him for the time being. Therefore, they could only contact Cheng He through private messages on Weibo, indicating that they wanted to publish Legend of Wukong.

Among them, the Shanghai publishing house offered the highest price, two million to buy out the simplified Chinese copyright.

This was not a long novel. There were only a few hundred thousand words in total. This price was already considered sky-high. It was also because the Shanghai publishing firm was rich and bold enough. The highest price that other publishing firms offered was one million, and many of them were hundreds of thousands.

In the eyes of those publishing houses, the novel had already been published online, so there would definitely be very few people who would buy it. Therefore, even if they paid a few hundred thousand, it would still be a loss. However, because the book was very popular now, publishing it would also be a gimmick. Even if it could not buy many people, it would be enough to recover their losses.

Cheng He had wanted to publish the book, but when he saw that the Shanghai publishing house had offered the highest price, he made an appointment to discuss the matter because it was close to him.

……

Shanghai publishing house.

"Hello, I'm Li Yan, the editor-in-chief of the Shanghai publishing house.”After waiting in the reception room for a few minutes, a tall, thin, and ordinary-looking middle-aged man walked in.

"Hello, Chief Editor Li, I'm Cheng He.”Cheng He and Li Yan shook hands.

"We've all read Teacher Chen's book. It's really amazing. Whether it's the writing technique, the experience of the writing style, or the content in the article, few people can compare to it.”Li Yan looked at Cheng He's heartfelt praise. He had been an editor-in-chief for nearly 20 years and had been in the publishing industry for nearly 30 years. However, it was rare for him to publish a work as outstanding as Cheng He's.

The key was that Cheng He's book was basically composed of dialogue. Moreover, it didn't look strange. It was very smooth, which was indeed rare.

Of course, this was not the rarest thing. The rarest thing was that Cheng He's book contained a rich philosophical nature. Whether it was the spirit of Buddhism and Taoism in the traditional thinking of the Chinese dynasty, or the nihilism and game spirit in the Western trend of thought, they could all be seen in this book. This was the most shocking thing.

Therefore, after several meetings, they set a sky-high price for Cheng He because they knew that no matter how the sales were now, this book would eventually become a classic in the future. This was enough for the rich and powerful publishing firm.

"Since Teacher Chen is here, does that mean that you're ready to publish this book at our publishing firm?”Li Yan asked carefully.

"Yes, but I think I have some opinions about the price. I wonder if it's convenient for me to say it.”Cheng He nodded and replied.

"Any objections?" Li Yan frowned slightly. Two million was still a high price. However, although he thought so in his heart, he still asked carefully,"Well, just say it. If we can accept it, we'll try our best to change it.”

"I want to change the amount to one million, but I need five percent of the profits from the books sold.”Cheng He told him the amount he had already thought about and attached conditions. He was confident in the book.

"Hmm?" Li Yan was slightly taken aback. He did not expect Cheng He to make such a request. A publishing firm would earn about 10 yuan from selling a book. Even if it was 10 yuan, 5% of the profit would be 50 cents. To reach the million yuan that Cheng He had given up, they would have to buy at least two million copies. What was the concept of two million copies? Nowadays, ordinary authors would be overjoyed if they could sell more than 100,000 copies. Only first-class authors could reach a million copies.

Cheng He's works were indeed better than many of the top authors, but the key point was that the content of his works had already been exposed, so the number of people buying them would be greatly reduced.

"Teacher Chen, are you sure?" Li Yan asked again cautiously.

"I'm sure." Cheng He nodded. The confidence on his face moved Li Yan. As expected of the person who wrote the Legend of Wukong. Such confidence was not something an ordinary person could have.

Li Yan stopped nagging his secretary, drafted the contract, and handed it to Cheng He.

Cheng He looked at it carefully and found no problems. He immediately signed his name on the contract.

The Legend of Wukong was officially published by Shanghai Press.

Cheng He, who had been busy for several days, could finally take a break and rest for the trip to Han.

This book comes from:m.funovel.com。

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