The afterglow of the setting sun was still very sinister.
Ever since the end of the college entrance examination, he had been running outside, and his entire body had become tanned.
However, Fang Yi didn't mind, because his skin was the type that tanned easily, but it also turned white quickly.
As soon as she reached the third floor, she heard the phone ringing from her living room.
Fang Yi could not help but quicken his pace. He took out his keys and opened the door. He quickly walked forward and picked up the microphone.
"Who is it?"
"Hello, is this Mr. Fang Dayong?”A steady male voice came from the other end of the phone.
Fang Dayong was Fang Yi's pen name.
It was taken from a passage in the Human World in Zhuangzi: The use of the useless is the great use!
"I am. Who are you?" Although Fang Yi asked this question, he already knew the other party's identity.
"I'm Yang Zhen, the chief editor of Shanghai's Red Rock Press.”
To be honest, Fang Yi knew that they would contact him, but he did not expect it to be so fast.
He had just left his number more than an hour ago!
What he didn't know was that the sudden interruption of updates a few days ago didn't have any negative impact on Ghost Blows Out the Light. Instead, it made the book even more popular.
Now, in all the major forums, BBSes, and even chat rooms, there were netizens discussing the reason why he stopped updating every day.
Some people said that he was too busy with work to spare time.
Some people said that he was seriously ill and was in the hospital for emergency treatment.
There were also people who said that he had run out of talent and couldn't continue.
These speculations were still relatively normal. Some of the reasons discussed on the forum were f * cking ridiculous.
He actually said that his real identity was the successor of the gold-looting lieutenant. A few days ago, he had an accident in an ancient tomb of the Han Dynasty and never came up again.
This was f * cking…
It was also for this reason that some other publishing houses began to notice the value of Ghost Blows Out the Light. Therefore, Hongyan Press could no longer sit still and decided to contact Fang Yi first, before the other publishing houses.
"Oh, hello, Chief Editor Yang. What's the matter?" Fang Yi asked despite knowing the answer.”
Although this method was old, it was very practical.
To be honest, to be able to become the editor-in-chief of a publishing firm, one's self-control skills would not be too bad. Moreover, he had seen many kinds of tricks, so Yang Zhen was not angry. Instead, he said frankly,"Mr. Fang, let's cut the pleasantries. Our publishing firm and I have high hopes for your book. I wonder if you're interested in discussing physical publishing?”
"Of course!"
Since the other party had already come straight to the point, Fang Yi had to pretend to be confused.
"I would like to know how many words Mr. Fang intends to write for the book 'Ghost Blows Out the Light'.”
This question was very important to Yang Zhen. The ultimate goal of a publishing house was to make money. If it was just a short story of tens of thousands of words, there was no need to spend so much effort.
Fang Yi understood what he meant and replied,""A total of eight books, a total of more than 2.3 million words!”
Upon hearing this, Yang Zhen, who was on the other end of the phone, was stunned at first. Then, he said in surprise,"Has Mr. Fang finished writing this book?”
"Not yet. I've only written two manuscripts so far. I plan to use electronic versions for the remaining six manuscripts.”
"It's hard to talk over the phone. If you're really interested, you can come to Jiang Town and we can talk face to face."”
"Good!"
Yang Zhen did not hesitate and immediately agreed,"Shanghai is very close to Jiangzhen City. I can go there anytime. Is it convenient for me to leave an address?”
"How about this, tomorrow morning at 11 o'clock, I'll wait for you at the You Lan Cafe on Ding Mao Road."”
"Alright, I'll definitely be there on time!"
……
After hanging up the phone, Fang Yi smiled.
Done. The first bucket of gold was about to be in his hands.
Whistle whistled as he picked up a change of clothes and walked to the bathroom.
This good mood lasted until dinner.
Sensing that her son seemed to be in a good mood, Zhuang Shufen could not help but ask,"Son, why are you so happy?”
"A publishing firm contacted me today. The novel I wrote is going to be published!”
Fang Yi did not hide it from them and explained with a smile.
"Really?"
Zhuang Shufen's tone did not sound excited. Instead, it carried a hint of doubt.
Tsk!
Fang Yi was instantly annoyed. He raised his eyebrows and said,"Mom, what do you mean? Do you look down on your son that much?"
Actually, Zhuang Shufen was not to be blamed. There were no serious online novels in the millennium. Other than children's books and science books, most of the bookstores were traditional literature.
Even if there was a novel, it would be a classic martial arts novel like Jin Yong and Gu Long.
She had read a little of Fang Yi's novel and felt that it was just her son's own entertainment. She had never thought that it would be published one day.
Seeing his expression, Zhuang Shufen said in disbelief,"Is there really a publishing firm interested in it?"
"How refreshing. I was just playing with you guys.”Fang Yi pursed his lips.
Fang Yucheng took a sip of wine and reminded,""Are you sure the other party is a publishing firm? Don't be fooled. There are more and more scammers these days.”
"Don't worry," Fang Yi said with a smile.”
Other than his son's unstable studies, he was very assured in other aspects.
Therefore, Fang Yucheng did not say anything else and continued to drink.
Seeing this, Fang Yi thought to himself, Dad, hurry up and drink it. Otherwise, when the college entrance examination results come out in a few days, you won't have anything to drink!
"Son, how much can the publishing fee be?”Zhuang Shufen asked curiously.
Fang Yi dug his rice and replied casually,"We haven't talked about it yet. Anyway, the starting price in my heart is one million."”
"Keep bragging! A million? It would be good if there were a few thousand.”
Zhuang Shufen obviously did not believe him.
After all, a million yuan in 2000 was still very significant.
One had to know that the house price in the Chaoyang District of the capital was only 3800 yuan per square meter. The housing prices in Jiangzhen City were even lower. The residential area developed in the New town area was priced at 850 yuan per square meter. A house of more than 100 square meters was only 100,000 yuan.
Many people found it expensive and were unwilling to buy it.
One million was enough to buy ten commercial houses in the city!
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