Peng Min looked at Jiang Shuiyuan with a humble attitude and couldn't help but chuckled: "This thing looks profound, but it's actually just a layer of window paper. Once it's pierced, everyone will understand!"

Jiang Shuiyuan also smiled: "Even if it is window paper, someone will have to pierce it, otherwise who knows it is a thin window paper or a thick south wall?"

Peng Min shook his head: "I think at your age, it is better to know less about this kind of insider stuff.?                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 

Jiang Shuiyuan said: "Manager Peng, you used to study philosophy? I feel that your insights are very profound. It is better to listen to your words than to read for ten years!"

Peng Minwei sipped the light rum in the glass: "I just feel that as long as you don't think you can subvert your outlook on life. By the way, there is good news and bad news to tell you, which one do you want to listen to first?"

"Let's listen to bad news first, then good news! It's also a good time."

Peng Min smiled and said, "It's bitter first and sweet later? It's really a good choice. The bad news is that we sent someone to communicate with the "Gengyun" magazine several times, and their offer was too high. You have published 9 articles in the "Gengyun" magazine, totaling more than 47,000 words. They need 250,000 yuan when they open their mouths, and an average of five yuan per word. If you don't bargain, you're completely treating our company as a bull!"

Even though he had already expected it, Jiang Shuiyuan couldn't help but want to complain: he worked hard for half a year and only earned 20,000 or 30,000 yuan in manuscript fees. Once they failed, they dared to ask for a price of 250,000! Can they have one fifth of their own out of these 250,000? No wonder Guo Siming, Han Shu and the others all want to change jobs, which is too dark!

Jiang Shuiyuan sighed slightly: "This is not bad news. Because I have seen it before, the "Gengyun" magazine is definitely a person who can make a few taels of oil even if he picks up a stone. If you want to cooperate with them, it will not work without exploding some blood."

"Hmph, "Gengyun" magazine is not bad enough to treat itself as a root! Although our Jinyi family has a big business and is not short of that little money, the reasonable expenses are three million and five million are not too much; even if the unreasonable expenses are 30,000 or 50,000, we will not give it to you!" Peng Min said loudly, "I have already reported to the general manager and the board of directors. If the "Gengyun" magazine does not let go, the company will make an appointment with you separately according to the standard of two or five in each word. Mr. Jiang will have to work hard at that time!"

Jiang Shuiyuan said with a bitter face: "There are things happening one after another recently, I'm afraid there may not be time."

Peng Min blinked: "Is it still afraid that I don't have time to make money for myself? Think about it, writing 10,000 words is 25,000, and writing 100,000 words is 250,000. Is it unique motivation?"

"There is motivation, but the time really does not!"

Peng Min smiled impulsively: "Time is like a girl's chest, and there will always be something squeezed! Besides, you have time to write articles for "Gengyun" magazine every month, why can't you write for us? We have to publish books for you, and the royalties are even higher. If it really doesn't work, don't you know how to write poetry? I have a drink with my sister, maybe I will feel the thoughts when I go back, and I will write hundreds of poems in one breath like Li Bai!"

Jiang Shuiyuan said with his eyebrows down and his eyes drooping: "I'm afraid that after drinking, I will only sleep until tomorrow morning."

"Anyway, once our talks with Gengyun magazine collapse, it will all depend on you!" Peng Min pushed the task to Jiang Shuiyuan irresponsibly, "Let's start to tell good news."

Jiang Shuiyuan was a little strange: "Didn't you say the good news just now?"

Peng Min was stunned for a moment before he understood: "You said that our company asked you for a manuscript? The fact that the matter has not been written in a single word yet, how can it be considered good news? The good news I said is that your manuscript of Chinese studies was reviewed by several professors from Jinling University and Yixian University. They all felt that a high school student could write such an organized, insightful, and in-depth monograph. I am afraid that graduate students from ordinary universities may not reach your level, so they can completely consider publishing. So we will contact the publisher in the next step to try to publish as soon as possible before the Spring Festival."

"Can you really publish it?" Jiang Shuiyuan was a little unbelievable.

When I first wrote the book, I was impulse. After Mr. Han Xianru's guidance, I realized how big the manuscript was. After calming down, I planned to completely hide the manuscript, but I was a little unwilling to do so, so I kept revising and deleting it. If it could be published now, it would be a surprise!

Peng Min nodded with certainty: "Of course! However, due to the influence of many factors such as audience, the number of prints of this kind of book will not be too large. It is estimated that only about 2ooo books will be about. Naturally, your royalties will not be too much. You must be mentally prepared for this."

Jiang Shuiyuan replied: "There is still a royalty? I heard that publishing such academic monographs usually requires money. - This is not an academic monograph. At least there are academic monographs that can be bought by others. You can also keep them in famous mountains and rivers. A half bucket of water like me who is not high or low is afraid of free delivery, and others will take up space. Print 2ooo books? I am afraid that 19o books will be amortized! "

Peng Min put down his wine glass and explained seriously: "It is true that we have put a lot of effort into promoting the publication of this book. But we will not try to influence the correct opinions of those experts, nor can we influence their objective judgments. Only when they feel that there is value in publishing, we will continue to push the next step. After all, we are enterprises, not charitable funds, and will not do meaningless and valuable things! As for printing 2ooo books, we also have our own considerations, that is, we will organize Chinese studies difficult events nationwide every year, and almost half of the high schools will form teams to participate in competitions at all levels. In order to participate in the competition, they will also buy a lot of reference books accordingly every year. Since they want to buy books, why can't they buy yours?"

"I just-"

"You are just a high school student, so you think the books you write may not be as good as those experts? Then why did you write this book? Have you forgotten your original intention of writing this book?" Peng Min asked in a series of questions, "As you said in the first chapter of the book, no one could tell the history of the discussion on Chinese studies over the past 40 years from a historical perspective, and the wonderful stories surrounding the events, so you plan to fill this gap. In addition, you also think that those so-called experts may not have a deeper experience of the event, so you decided to describe the changes in the competition from the perspective of the contestants. Since you have done it, why would your books not be worth buying?"

Jiang Shuiyuan touched his nose: "I am an ugly daughter-in-law and are afraid of seeing her parents-in-law!"

Peng Min said: "I only know that when things come, you must be bold! If you don't even have confidence in your own books, then you still expect readers to buy it? So from now on, you should hope that your book will become popular and sell it very well, and thus be designated as a must-read book by the National Chinese Studies Difficulty Organizing Committee and become a prize for every contestant in the future."

Jiang Shuiyuan said: "I really don't dare to think so! There is no way, because a classmate's usual evaluation of me is that he has a thief heart and no courage."

"Who is your classmate?

"How do you know?" Jiang Shuiyuan was shocked.
Chapter completed!