Chapter 160 Are you going to give me retro surgery?
Xu Ye communicated with the people from these publishing houses and finally made his request.
As a result, his request scared many publishing houses.
These publishing houses refused and said goodbye.
In the end, Anseong Literature and Art Publishing House was left.
The caller was Zhao Xiaolei, the editor-in-chief of Ancheng Literature and Art Publishing House.
Zhao Xiaolei has listened to everything Gui Chuideng has released so far, and he likes this story very much.
He first praised Gui Blowing Deng, and then said: "I'll get straight to the point. As for our publishing house, you don't have to worry about anything. As long as you provide us with the text, we will be responsible for everything else." "According to your current
situation Judging from the number of words, a novel can be priced between 20 and 30 yuan per book, and the royalty rate we give you is 10%." The so-called royalties are
a method of remuneration paid to authors by the publishing industry. form, calculated as a percentage of the book's list price.
This percentage is the royalty rate. The general rate is between 5% and 15%, but in fact it is rare to exceed 12%.
As for more than 15%, almost none.
As a new writer, Xu Ye can directly receive a 10% royalty rate which is already very good.
If a book sells for 20 yuan, with a 10% royalty, Xu Ye can get two yuan.
Don't look at this small number, but you must know that the total number of words in Gui Chuu Deng is nearly two million, and there are eight books in one volume. The price will definitely not be low.
Copyright management in this world is extremely strict, so there is no need to worry about piracy.
On earth, even if there are pirated e-books, the physical books have sold 20 million copies.
Xu Ye rarely said that he would earn tens of millions.
But having said that, Xu Ye's goal must be more than that.
"Editor Zhao, do you dare to bet against me?" Xu Ye asked.
Zhao Xiaolei was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "What are you betting on?" "
If the sales volume of Gui Chuu Deng's physical book exceeds 10 million copies, I will ask for 20% of the royalties. If it cannot be sold, I will only ask for 20% of the royalties." Eight royalties." Xu Ye said slowly.
Hearing Xu Ye's words, Zhao Xiaolei felt his head buzzing.
Gambling agreements exist in all walks of life.
In fact, it’s just like everyone’s bet, if I can’t do it, then so be it.
But sales of 10 million copies are too outrageous, right?
"Xu Ye, do you know what ten million copies is?" Zhao Xiaolei said hurriedly.
There are only a few books with sales of more than 10 million copies on the Chinese market.
Especially now that the Internet is developed, many resources can be found online, and fewer and fewer people read physical books.
It is too difficult to achieve sales of 10 million.
Zhao Xiaolei estimates that the sales volume of Ghost Blowing Lamp is only about three million copies at most. It would be impossible to sell more than that.
"I know, so it's a bet. How about taking a gamble?" Xu Ye said.
Zhao Xiaolei started thinking.
According to his estimate, Gui Chuu Deng will sell less than 10 million copies.
But Xu Ye's vow made him suddenly feel an inexplicable expectation.
What if?
You know, Anseong Literature and Art Publishing House has never published a book that has sold more than 10 million copies.
"Ten million copies, give Xu Ye 20% of the royalties, less than 8%, it's really a bet!" Zhao Xiaolei sighed in his heart.
Then he said: "Give me some time, I will get back to you later."
"Okay."
The two hung up the phone.
Zhao Xiaolei doesn't care about the 20% royalty rate. This royalty rate is very high in the industry.
If you search on the Internet, it seems that few writers have such a high royalty rate.
But in fact, many top authors in the writer's circle can get this ratio.
If it is electronic copyright, the royalty rate will be even higher.
But these are private and not open to the public.
"With sales of 10 million copies, Xu Ye is so confident in his book?" Zhao Xiaolei thought to himself.
He immediately called the senior leaders of the unit and held a meeting to discuss it.
In the end, the publisher approved the contract.
Xu Ye is now the ambassador of Anseong Tourism and a top figure in the entertainment industry.
The current quality of this book is so good.
In this case, let’s take a gamble!
Let’s see if Anseong Literature and Art Publishing House can publish a set of books with sales exceeding 10 million.
After Xu Ye received the news, he made an appointment with Zhao Xiaolei to meet tomorrow morning.
Zhao Xiaolei came here with the contract, and Xu Ye sent the documents to them.
Xu Ye plans to publish the first four physical books of "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" first, including Jingjue Ancient City, Longling Labyrinth Caves, Yunnan Worm Valley and Kunlun Temple.
In fact, there are no last four parts of Ghost Blowing the Lamp, but the publisher asked the original author to continue writing, and that's how the last four parts came into being.
The quality of the last four is not as good as the previous ones, but it is not bad either, and it fills in the gaps in the entire book.
Xu Ye plans to let the popularity of the first four parts ferment in the market before releasing the next four parts.
The next day, Zhao Xiaolei brought the company's legal affairs to this large studio.
Zhao Xiaolei is almost fifty years old and is about to take a back seat.
If he can produce a book with sales exceeding 10 million before he retires, his career will come to a successful end.
When he was led by people from this big studio, he came to the door of the studio.
As soon as I entered, I saw a group of people standing in a row.
The people on the far sides were holding a banner with red background and white characters in their hands, one person holding one end.
It read, "Warmly welcome Ancheng Literature and Art Publishing House to this big studio!"
Zhao Xiaolei was immediately dumbfounded.
What the fuck is going on?
This kind of welcome is a bit retro.
Just look at the expressions of these people, why are they a little reluctant?
One person was very excited, but his smile was not forced.
ah?
He is Xu Ye.
That's okay.
Standing in the middle of the crowd, Xu Ye had a smile on his face and said loudly: "Welcome Editor-in-Chief Zhao, everyone applauds!"
Then Xu Ye took the lead in applauding and shouted: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome! Welcome, welcome, warm welcome! !" The staff around him looked helpless.
Early this morning, Xu Ye came to the studio and started making arrangements.
It was said that he was going to welcome an important guest and hold a small welcome ceremony.
And then it became like this.
The staff members smiled and shouted together with Xu Ye: "Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!"
Zhao Xiaolei was completely embarrassed.
The last time he saw such a welcome ceremony, he wasn't married yet.
He could only force out a smile and said, "Hello everyone."
"Hello, Chief Editor Zhao!" Xu Ye was very angry.
A group of staff shouted together again.
Zhao Xiaolei now had the urge to turn around and leave.
Where have I come from?
Is this a mental hospital?
After the welcome ceremony ended, Xu Ye greeted Zhao Xiaolei into the conference room.
Zhao Xiaolei finally felt that the atmosphere was much normal.
After he sat down, Xu Ye asked: "What are you drinking?"
Zhao Xiaolei quickly said: "Water will do."
"Are you drinking drinking water, mineral water, natural water, pure water, or cold boiled water?" Xu Ye asked again.
Shall I wipe it?
Zhao Xiaolei was confused. Are there so many types of water?
"Just hot water." Zhao Xiaolei said.
"Then do you want hot water at 40 degrees, 60 degrees, 80 degrees, or 100 degrees?" Xu Ye asked again.
Zhao Xiaolei's expression stiffened.
Damn it, people on the Internet are saying that Xu Ye is sick. They are not lying.
He is serious!
"Forty degrees is fine." Zhao Xiaolei said.
"There is no such thing as 40 degrees Celsius." Xu Ye looked serious.
"Then it's sixty degrees."
"It's not even sixty degrees."
Zhao Xiaolei's mind was full of questions.
However, he now feels that he has adapted to Xu Ye's chatting style.
Zhao Xiaolei thought for a while and said, "Whatever you have, let's do it."
"Okay!"
Xu Ye turned to his subordinate and said, "Go get a cup of hot water."
Zhao Xiaolei stared at Xu Ye with wide eyes.
The look in his eyes seemed to say, are you okay?
The contract was finalized quickly.
When Xu Ye uploaded novels on the Yuedong platform, he also signed a contract with Yuedong.
Yueshou only has the audio copyright of the novel Ghost Blowing the Deng, and the other copyrights are still in the hands of Xu Ye.
What Xu Ye sold to Ancheng Literature and Art Publishing House was only the copyright of the physical book.
As for e-books, just wait until a partner comes to you.
Xu Ye will definitely not be like Tian Xia Ba Sing, who confusedly sold the copyright of Gui Chuu Deng over the wine table.
The result is a mess of adaptations on the market.
When the contract was signed, Zhao Xiaolei's face was filled with joy.
He was already approaching old age, and now he felt a burning sensation.
Have a blast!
Hit 10 million sales!
Then Zhao Xiaolei heard two bangs.
Then a lot of colored paper floated down from above.
He turned around and saw two of Xu Ye's subordinates standing nearby, each holding a fireworks cannon.
I don’t know when another banner was hung on the wall of the conference room.
It read, "Congratulations to Gui Chuu Deng for the successful signing ceremony!"
Zhao Xiaolei was stunned again.
You gave me retro surgery again, right?
A group of people from this big studio started clapping again.
Xu Ye took the lead in applauding and clapped the loudest.
Then he waved his hand, and a staff member walked in from the door.
She held a pennant in her hand.
Zhao Xiaolei had a bad feeling.
Then he saw Xu Ye taking the banner and said, "Editor-in-Chief Zhao, this banner was customized by me and specially given to Ancheng Literature and Art Publishing House." "Thank you." Zhao Xiaolei said quickly
.
Sending banners also happens in the publishing industry. Some writers will send banners to publishing houses.
Xu Ye turned the banner over and revealed the large characters on it.
At the top is a line of small characters "Anseong Literature and Art Publishing House".
As for the large area in the middle, there is only one number.
Yes, it's a number.
Walk a 6 alone.
Looking at the huge number 6 on the pennant, Zhao Xiaolei felt like crying.
Can I not want this pennant?
Xu Ye asked doubtfully: "Editor-in-Chief Zhao, aren't you happy at such a happy moment?"
Zhao Xiaolei looked at Xu Ye's expression and his heart skipped a beat.
I'm willing to risk my old bones!
Zhao Xiaolei immediately raised his hands and applauded enthusiastically, and said: "Okay, okay! This 6 is well written! Are there any fireworks? Get one for me too!" The subordinates who came with
Zhao Xiaolei looked at the appearance of the chief editor and moved. Open your eyes.
Come on, another one is crazy.
(End of chapter)