At noon the next day, Yi Zhonghai brought a pile of noodles, fish meat, and clothes to Ma Jianguo's house.
After compensating Ma Jianguo, Ma Jianguo also wrote a letter of understanding as promised.
Seeing so much food and money, the two children grinned happily.
However, this had nothing to do with Wang Yue.
Wang Yue had been busy designing the production line for the past two days.
This morning, Factory Manager Yang said that there was news from the higher-ups that the matter had passed.
The approval documents would probably be sent out very soon.
"Little Wang, stop scheming. Let's go to the big leader's house for dinner today.”It was time to get off work, but Wang Yue did not stop.
Because this design was almost done, it would be almost done in half an hour.
"Alright." Wang Yue put down his pen and shook his wrist.
Manager Yang took Wang Yue to the machine repair factory next door and a long-faced young man got into the car.
"Manager, have you found any leads on the sports car?”Wang Yue asked casually.
"The news from the higher-ups said that it was over, but the documents haven't been sent down yet. Didn't you go to the big leader's house to inquire about the news today? Why don't I ask Xiao Zhao to send you?”Manager Yang said with a smile.
"Oh, that's good." Wang Yue nodded.
"Master Nan, when you reach the leader's house, do more things and don't talk.”Manager Yang suddenly said to the young man in the passenger seat.
Hearing the way Manager Yang addressed him, Wang Yue sized up the young man seriously.
She felt like she had seen him somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where exactly.
"Got it, Factory Manager Yang." Master Nan nodded.
"Master Nan, what's your relationship with Nan Sixing?”Wang Yue suddenly asked.
The surname Nan was very rare.
Nan Sixing was a chef, and so was this young man.
Moreover, their surnames were both Nan, so they were probably related.
When he went to Xitangzi Alley with He Yuzhu that day, it seemed that Shazhu's Martial Uncle was called Nan Sixing.
"You know my second uncle?" Master Nan asked curiously.
"I don't know him, but I've heard of him. I heard from He Yuzhu that he has a martial uncle named Nan Sixing.”Wang Yue said with a smile.
"So you and He Yuzhu are fellow disciples?”Manager Yang looked at Master Nan and said.
"No, my master is called Yuan Benqing, not my second uncle, so he and He Yuzhu are not fellow disciples.”Master Nan shook his head.
The three of them chatted for a while before arriving at Xidan.
"Xiao Yang, Xiao Wang, you're here.”The big leader said with a smile when he saw the three people who came in.
"Madam, let me introduce you. This is the young man who wrote Drawing Swords.”The leader pulled Wang Yue and introduced him to Song Yu.
"Hello, Comrade Wang Yue." Song Yu nodded.
"Hello."
"Everyone, sit." The leader hurriedly asked the two of them to sit down.
"Master Nan, I'll have to trouble you with dinner.”Manager Yang said to Master Nan.
"I'll take you to the kitchen." Song Yu said with a smile.
Master Nan nodded and followed Song Yu to the kitchen.
"Leader, how's the matter with the sports car?”Seeing Master Nan leave, Factory Manager Yang couldn't wait to ask.
"It's mainly because of the practicality of the sports car. The higher-ups don't think much of it. They're afraid that no one will buy it, so they decided to let you guys make a sample first and then let foreigners test drive it to see if they like it.”The leader said directly.
After Wang Yue heard this, he could not help but smile bitterly.
The sports car that he had designed was actually labeled as impractical.
However, now was the time to be practical.
It was normal to think like this.
"Leader, our country values practicality and doesn't pursue good looks now, but it's different overseas!”Wang Yue said helplessly.
"Everyone knows this, but can those people accept sports cars? This is the key." the leader said seriously.
"Then let them make a sports car by hand and test it out.”Wang Yue said speechlessly.
"Yes, the higher-ups also have the same intention.”The leader said with a smile.
"That's good too. At most, the production will be delayed. Even if it's not good, we'll only lose tens of thousands of yuan.”Manager Yang nodded.
"Then I'll get the car out first. As for the production line, the two are similar, except for the molding machine.”Wang Yue thought for a moment and said.
"Alright, send me the design drawing when it's out.”The leader nodded.
"What are you guys talking about?" Song Yu returned and saw the three of them chatting enthusiastically. She asked with a smile.
"Xiao Wang designed a sports car. We were just talking about it.”The leader said with a smile.
"I didn't expect Little Wang to be so all-rounded.”Song Yu sighed.
Song Yu spent half the night reading the manuscript that her husband brought back last night. She finally finished reading the 350,000-word manuscript.
Wang Yue's novel had a touching plot and magnificent diction.
The description of the war was even more tragic and desolate.
This novel called Unsheathed Sword could be said to be the work of a master.
"Chief Editor Song, do you think my novel can be published in New Youth Daily?”Wang Yue asked directly.
"Of course. I asked Yang Guangyi to bring you here today because I wanted to talk to you about the remuneration.”Song Yu said with a smile.
"Chief Editor Song, go ahead." Wang Yue said directly.
"We plan to serialize the novel in New Youth Daily. After the serialization is completed, we will publish the novel. The remuneration for the serialization is 10 yuan per 1,000 words, and the royalties for the publication will be calculated at 8%.”Song Yu directly stated the price they offered.
Ten yuan for a thousand words could already be considered a famous person.
An ordinary manuscript would only cost four yuan per thousand words.
However, it was still very high. If his standard was good, he could write an article every day and earn 120 yuan a month.
The current price was 10 yuan for 1,000 words, and 354,000 words for Drawing the Sword.
The remuneration was slightly more than 3,500 yuan.
Of course, this was not the main point. The main point was the royalties.
Ordinary novelists would get three points in royalties.
Of course, the royalties given by everyone were basically around 12 points, and the highest was no more than 15 points.
Wang Yue's eight points were already very high.
Wang Yue could get eight cents from selling a book for one yuan. What if he published a few million copies?
However, the price of the book was not that high. A normal novel would only cost 50 to 80 cents, and a famous novel would cost between one to two yuan.
However, it was very big.
After all, there were very few radio and television sets at this time. The only source of knowledge for people was books.
"Alright, I agree." Wang Yue thought for a moment and nodded.
"That's great." Song Yu smiled happily when she heard Wang Yue agree.
"Little Wang, you've struck it rich. I'm so envious. When are you treating?”Manager Yang said with a smile.
He did not expect Wang Yue to be so talented.
Nowadays, being a writer was a popular profession.
The novels written by those top famous authors basically had a revenue of 100,000 to 200,000 yuan.
"When the first payment arrives, the Beijing Hotel will treat you.”Wang Yue said with a smile.
"Alright, I'll wait for your treat." Manager Yang said directly.
"By the way, what's the publishing price of the novel?”Wang Yue asked curiously.
"The initial price is 1.20 yuan, but we'll have to wait until the end of the series.”Song Yu said directly.
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