Chapter 154

Four days later, Taiwan e publishing house.

Early in the morning, after fan Huacheng, the editor in chief, entered the company, she went through Yingying, the receiving editor, as two days ago. As a receiving editor, Yingying naturally could not come later than fan Huacheng, the editor in chief.

"He Ying! Hasn't the literary clown talked to you about signing a contract?"

Since two days ago, fan Huacheng has come to ask such questions every morning and evening. Unlike Lao Zhang, the editor in chief of C publishing house, who is nearly 60 years old, fan Huacheng is the son of his father. He is only 32 years old this year. He is not only the editor in chief of this publishing house, but also the boss here. This small publishing house is the industry left to him by his father.

He Ying quickly stood up, shook her head modestly and replied, "not yet, President fan!"

"Oh!"

When he got the negative answer again, fan Huacheng left somewhat disappointed and went to his own office.

In the office, his private secretary, Miss Xia, was sorting out documents. One of the documents was the financial statements of last month. When fan Huacheng came in, he handed him this form.

Fan Huacheng took over the report, just glanced at it and threw it on his desk. He looked a little agitated. The small publishing house left by his father has been operating at a loss.

It's not that fan Huacheng didn't pay attention to the publishing house. If he hadn't been working hard, the publishing house would have closed down long ago.

However, many times, if you want to do a good job, it's not enough to work hard.

Taiwan's territory is not vast, but there are nearly 3000 publishing houses, large and small. Among them, there are many state-owned publishing houses with official background, and many private ones are far larger than his publishing house.

The famous writers of physical books have long been separated by the state-owned publishing houses and large private publishing institutions. The rest who are slightly famous have almost signed up to the well-known large publishing houses. Small publishing houses like him can only find gold among a large number of new authors. Fortunately, they can meet one or two talented ones after publishing, You can also make a small profit. If you're unlucky, you can't find some new works. The publishing house can't stay idle and don't publish books, so you can only choose the higher one from the dwarf. Although it will definitely lose money after publishing, it's better than the publishing house that stays idle and doesn't publish books and pays its own wages.

Similar difficulties exist in many small publishing houses in Taiwan.

A few days ago, He Ying received a manuscript signed by Wen Chou. At that time, He Ying didn't take it seriously, but passed the manuscript to a preliminary editor according to the usual practice.

As a result, in the stagnant office area that afternoon, the first review editor suddenly stood up and ran excitedly to report to fan Huacheng that he had received a very wonderful manuscript. He also told fan Huacheng that he had just checked the Internet. The literary clown was not an unknown person. He had published three novels in the Taiwan market in the past two years, The sales volume of one book is higher than that of another. In the first half of the year, when the sales volume of the single episode of the great warlords of the Three Kingdoms was the highest, it even ranked ninth on the list of best-selling novels.

Fan Huacheng, who had been short of famous experts and high-quality manuscripts, immediately brightened his eyes and couldn't help but read the manuscripts in person. This was more than an hour. His eyes never left the computer screen, even when drinking water and smoking.

After reading it, fan Huacheng patted his thigh excitedly and startled Miss Xia, the Secretary sitting opposite him. Then he heard him say, "good! Great! Well written! Sign! Sign this book with the literary clown! Such a good idea! Such a good manuscript! You must sign it!"

"President fan! That book is so wonderful?" Miss Xia couldn't believe it. She has been fan Huacheng's Secretary for three years, and she has never seen fan Huacheng so excited.

Not only has fan Huacheng been used to not seeing high-quality contributions, but she has also been used to it for a long time. Therefore, when she heard of such excellent contributions, her first reaction was not to believe it.

Fan Huacheng was the boss in the end. After a moment, he calmed down a little. When he calmed down, he suddenly realized a problem, and then quickly asked Miss Xia to go out and call the primary editor and the receiving editor who received the manuscript.

He Ying and the preliminary editor soon came to fan Huacheng.

"Who knows the new book of Wenchou? Why don't you sign a contract with his original publishing house?"

As soon as he saw them, Fan Hua asked.

He Ying and the preliminary editor looked at each other and shook their heads.

Fan Huacheng frowned and then asked, "do you know which publishing house he signed? Is it a less famous one than us?"

He Ying still shook her head, but the preliminary editor who had checked the pseudonym Wen Chou had an answer this time. He shook his head and replied, "Mr. Fan! I checked it. It's C publishing house! The literary clown's previous three books were all published in C publishing house!"

"Oh? C publishing house?"

Fan Huacheng and secretary Miss Xia looked at each other, and they both felt something strange. It is reasonable to say that an author who has published in a large publishing house cannot actively contribute to a small publishing house without continuing to cooperate with the original large publishing house.

Compared with C publishing house, e publishing house is much smaller.

"All right! You go out!"

After getting the answer, fan Huacheng waved and let them go.

After they went out, Miss Xia went to lock the door of the office, then went to fan Huacheng and whispered: "Mr. Fan! There must be a reason for this. I think it should be something unpleasant happened between the literary clown and C publishing house. Then he submitted the manuscript to us. Do you want me to inquire with my friends? There happened to be a classmate in C publishing house who had a good relationship in China. If he knew the inside story, he would tell me!"

For e publishing house, Wen Chou is a famous writer today, but for C publishing house, which is quite large, there are no fewer than ten authors who are more famous than Wen Chou, most of whom are physical book authors specializing in traditional publishing.

Fan Huacheng nodded and said, "ask quickly! You'd better find out the inside story! If this literary clown is in trouble, we may be able to sign him at a low price this time!"

Miss Xia nodded, went back to her side and began to call the old classmate. The phone soon got through. A young man's voice came from the opposite side. Seeing that fan Huacheng had been paying attention to her, Miss Xia immediately pressed the hands-free key.

"Ah? Light rain? How do you remember that my old classmate came today?"

Under fan Huacheng's gaze, Miss Xia smiled and said, "that's terrible! Didn't we have dinner together last month? Call you and you still say that! Should I hang up now?"

"Ha ha! Xia Xiaoyu, Xia Xiaoyu! After so many years, your mouth is still so powerful! All right! It's your and my working time. You must have something to call at this time! Come on! We've been old classmates for so many years. It's boring to say something in a roundabout way!"

"OK! Since you say so, I'll be frank. I'm calling to inquire about something. It's about the original author Wen Chou of your publishing house. I don't know if it's convenient for you to say it now?"

"Huh? The man?"

The phone hesitated for a while, then his voice suddenly lowered and continued: "I probably understand what you mean. Well, I'll send it to you by email. It's inconvenient to say on the phone."

"OK! Send it now?"

"Yes."

Then the two ended the conversation.

"It seems that your classmate knows the inside story!"

As soon as the call was over, fan Huacheng smiled and said.

Miss Xia also smiled and nodded. Both of them are human beings who can know each other's meaning by listening to a few words. This meaning can still be heard.

Miss Xia quickly logged into her mailbox. Fan Huacheng also got up and walked behind her, waiting for each other's mail.

A few minutes later, a new email came out of Xia Xiaoyu's mailbox. Click to open it. Sure enough, it was sent by her old classmate.

That's what the man wrote in the email.

"Do you want to sign Wenchou's new book? How to say! I've looked for the manuscript these two days. You don't know. When the manuscript was sent to us, the first review editors and receiving editors who read the manuscript were full of praise. They all thought that the book was very wonderful and creative! Unfortunately, after reading it, editor Zhang felt that there was too much killing spirit in the text , there are too few female characters, and there may be infringement disputes with many film companies, so the receiving editor refused to sign the book. Seeing that the sales of the first three books of the literary clown are good, editor Zhang also asked the receiving editor to tell the other party that the literary clown should write a mainstream fantasy article and sign a contract with him at that time. Who knows, the news has been sent for several days, The other party didn't reply at all. Why? Did you receive his contribution? Give you a piece of advice! Books are good books, but as editor Zhang said, there may be copyright disputes with those film companies. Take care of yourself! "

After reading the email, Miss Xia hesitated before she had seen the manuscript of Wen Chou's book. She looked back at fan Huacheng hesitantly.

Fan Huacheng also changed slightly.

Previously, he was only concerned about the brilliance of the book and never thought about it. But at this time, he was reminded that this book infinite killing seems to have hidden concerns about copyright.

"Or... Mr. Fan! Let's not sign this book? Editor Zhang of C publishing house, who has been an editor for most of his life, has walked more bridges than we have. Since he doesn't agree to sign this book, it must be reasonable."

Miss Xia advised her carefully.

Xia Xiaoyu didn't advise. Fortunately, her advice made fan Huacheng suddenly enlightened, swept away the hesitation on his face, showed an excited smile again, and clapped her hands: "Xiao Yu! You're right! Editor Zhang has indeed crossed more bridges than we have! But it's precisely because of this, so he strives for stability! He always strives for stability! He doesn't dare to take any risks! Anyway, their c publishing house is rich and powerful, and there are a large number of famous experts under it. It doesn't matter if we sign less literary clowns! But are we the same?"