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Chapter 33 We May Be A Little Misunderstood
There is a two-story western-style building with blue bricks and gray tiles in the courtyard of No. 81 Chaonei Street, DC District, Beijing. The Jincheng Bookstore, which was once prominent in the Huaxia publishing industry, was located here.

On the inner side of the second floor are the two offices of the traditional literature editorial department.

In the larger room, three or four editors sat looking at submissions.

The innermost room is the office of Hao Jiansheng, the editor-in-chief of the Department of Traditional Literature.

At this moment, Hao Jiansheng was holding the receiver of the landline phone, and a rather serious reprimand came from the receiver: "How did you become the editor-in-chief? You don't have any market acumen!"

Hao Jiansheng wiped his sweat with a tissue, and nodded vigorously: "Okay! It's okay! I'll do it right away! Don't worry, I'll take it!"

It was Bai Yue, the editor-in-chief of Jincheng Bookstore who called.

In the morning, I heard that the champion of the poetry group of this prose and poetry competition, Meow Xingren, was going to publish a book, so he immediately contacted the traditional literature department of his bookstore.

I would like to ask if there is any follow up.

As a result, Hao Jiansheng probably didn't pay attention to it because he was older.

So I don't know at all about the cat people looking for the publishing house.

This makes Bai Yue annoyed!
Jincheng Book Company is an old-fashioned publishing house in China. It used to rely on its strong strength in traditional literature publishing for many years.

But with the drastic changes in the market environment, traditional literature is increasingly declining.

Jincheng Bookstore is no longer in its sights.

The status of the traditional literature department within the bookstore has plummeted.

If it weren't for the fact that the publication department and the newly established youth fantasy department were still strong, the bookstore would not have been able to continue.

Cats won three consecutive prizes in the Huaxia Modern Prose and Poetry Competition!
It can be said to be the hottest figure in the current traditional literature, especially in the field of poetry!
If you can win the publishing rights of the new book of the cats, maybe you can really breathe a sigh of relief for the dying traditional literature department!

It is even possible to completely turn over the traditional literature department!
Such a great opportunity, this Hao Jiansheng has no idea at all!

Bai Yue roared on the phone, causing Hao Jiansheng to sweat repeatedly.

After hanging up, Hao Jiansheng opened the door of the office and shouted to the next door: "Xiao Zhang! Come over here!"

"Hey! Come on!"

A young man who looked very energetic dropped half of the information in his hand and ran into the editor-in-chief's office: "Editor Hao, what are you looking for from me?"

"Let's take a look. I heard that the cat who won the poetry contest said on Weike that he wanted to publish a book, and is looking for a publishing house. Help me ask on Weike, I don't know how to use this." Hao Jiansheng took out his mobile phone, opened the Weike interface, and handed it to Xiao Zhang.

Hao Jiansheng is 52 this year, and it is difficult to use a smartphone, let alone a WeChat.

The Weike account on his mobile phone was created by the bookstore, and he added a V, and the title was the editor-in-chief of Jincheng Bookstore.

"I found it! It's really looking for a publishing house on Weike!" Xiao Zhang probably flipped through the message and said in surprise: "Good guy! Several publishing houses have already sent messages! Trade Union Publishing House and Huaxia Bookstore have both taken action. !"

Hao Jiansheng heard that two of the top three publishing houses in China had already started.

Xiao Zhang was also agile, and quickly made a card in the comment area in the name of Jincheng Bookstore.

Then go to the private message interface and ask, "Editor Hao, what treatment do we give?"

Hao Jiansheng thought about it for a moment and then decided directly: "Ten percent! Follow the best-selling author's advice!"

"Is it too high to give ten percent directly?" Xiao Zhang was a little surprised by this decision.

Although Wang Xingren has gained some fame recently, he doesn't seem to have any famous works except for the three poems he published in the poetry competition.

"Do you think other publishing houses are stupid? Three of his poems are enough!" Although Hao Jiansheng doesn't know how to use Weike, he still understands the general trend of traditional literature.

Being scolded by the editor-in-chief this time is purely because of the loss of not being able to play high-tech. If you really have no eyesight, you won't be able to sit in the editor-in-chief's position: "Did you forget the announcement after the rematch of the poetry contest?"

"What announcement?"

Xiao Zhang was a little at a loss when asked by Hao Jiansheng. He was recently seconded to the Youth Fantasy Department to help, and he really didn't pay much attention to the detailed process of the poetry contest.

"How did you become the editor-in-chief? You don't have any market acumen!" Hao Jiansheng directly copied the original words of the editor-in-chief Bai Yue, and in front of the editor-in-chief Xiao Zhang, he said a little bit of scolding Fang Qiu: "The poetry contest is rematched. At that time, the Literature and Art Association issued a joint announcement. The top three works in this competition will be included in the extracurricular reading textbooks for primary and secondary schools. Meow Xingren is the champion in three competitions, so these three poems of his will be included. The official new issue of textbooks has not yet come down, and if there is a time difference, it will definitely push the sales up!"

"Ginger is still old and spicy!"

Xiao Zhang sent a flattering note.

……

In the morning, the account of Meow Star did receive a lot of contact information from the publishing house.

The lowest royalty rate given in the message was 12.00%, and the highest was even [-]%.

The difference is so magical.

There are two quotations for Gao Shuang at 12.00%, but they are both small publishing houses, basically without decent distribution channels and marketing support.

The more reliable big publishing houses offer very low prices.

Looking around, only one Jincheng Bookstore can be seen.

As an old-fashioned publishing house, Jincheng Bookstore has been successfully transformed in recent years, and has a certain position in the youth fantasy novels in the Huaxia market.

Moreover, the royalties given are not low, and the editor-in-chief personally sent WeChat to contact him, so he was very sincere.

Or just him!
After Gao Shuang selected a publishing house, he told Jincheng Bookstore his intention and left a contact email to facilitate sending and receiving contracts.

……

"Editor Hao! Meow star replied!" Xiao Zhang held Hao Jiansheng's mobile phone with an excited look on his face.

Hao Jiansheng hurriedly came over: "How do you say?"

"Meow Star said that he would publish a book in our publishing house, let us prepare the contract and send him his email." Xiao Zhang pointed to the message returned by Meow Star to Hao Jiansheng.

Seeing that it was about to be done in the mouths of several top publishing houses, Hao Jiansheng hurriedly urged: "Hurry up! Find a ready-made electronic contract and fill in the royalty ratio, and send it to him after notarization. past!"

Xiao Zhang quickly found a template of an electronic contract, filled in the [-]% share ratio, and then notarized it on the Electronic Contract Notary Online, and sent it to the mailbox designated by Meow Star.

"Okay! It's been sent!"

After pressing the send button, Xiao Zhang also let out a long breath.

I have never been in such a hurry to issue a contract to an author.

Today, Editor-in-Chief Hao kept urging himself to hurry up as if he was being held at the gun by someone.

Fortunately, I am proficient in my business, and I have not made any mistakes.

About ten minutes later, Xiao Zhang's mailbox suddenly sounded a notification sound of mail delivery.

Click on it and see that it is a cat!
Xiao Zhang stopped Hao Jiansheng who was pacing anxiously in the office: "The electronic contract of the cat has been signed and sent back."

"Phew! This is all right!"

Hao Jiansheng finally fell to the ground when he heard Xiao Zhang's words, walked to the computer with a smile and said, "Open it, let me see!"

Xiao Zhang downloaded the electronic contract file and clicked to open it.

The title of the document is the electronic signature of the notary network: this contract has been notarized on the notary network with the consent of both parties, and has the same legal effect as the paper contract. If you have any questions, you can go to the notary network to check the filing information.

Turn the mouse wheel to scroll down.

"The title of the book is "Your Majesty Spare My Life"..."

Hao Jiansheng was obviously taken aback when he saw the title of the book.

The title of this book...

It's a bit postmodernist...

"Serial release?"

"This...isn't right..." Hao Jiansheng took the mouse in Xiao Zhang's hand and flipped the electronic contract up and down.

The more I look at it, the more I think there is a problem.

"How many poems have to be written before it can be serialized? Is it estimated that there will be a volume of 20 words?"

Full of doubts, Hao Jiansheng turned to the last page of the electronic contract, which contained the contact information left by the cat.

He dialed the number on his mobile phone. After the call was connected, Hao Jianshe asked gently, "Hello! Is this Mr. Meow Xingren? I'm the editor-in-chief of Jincheng Bookstore, and my name is Hao Jiansheng."

Gao Shuang's voice came from the other end of the phone: "I'm a cat, hello Director Hao!"

"That's right, there are a few questions I want to check with you." Hao Jiansheng sorted out his words and said, "First of all...is your book title...not very literary..."

Gao Shuang was asked somewhat inexplicably: "Why do I want a youth fantasy novel to be so literary and artistic?"

There was an eerie silence on the phone...

One has just finished asking the question first, but the words after that can't be asked again!

Hao Jiansheng covered his chest with one hand, struggling with pain.

After waiting for a long time to let his breath pass, he said in a trembling voice: "I think... we may have misunderstood..."

(End of this chapter)