Seeing that Pu Xiaoxiang lost the golden beans, Jiang Shuiyuan immediately panicked. You should know that there were still many classmates in the class who had not left at this time! He quickly advised, "Hey, hey, hey, don't cry!"

The more Jiang Shuiyuan persuaded him, the happier Pu Xiaoxiang cried, as if the Yellow River was flooding and uncontrollable. Influenced by her, Cai Xiaojia, who followed her to read the novel, also started to suck. Although Wu Zichen was a boy, he was usually laughing and laughing, and his eyes were also mist. Zhang Jin, who was usually deaf, was always deaf. Zhang Jin, who was devoted to reading math books, thought that Jiang Shuiyuan had done something bad that was angry and resentful.

Jiang Shuiyuan had to hand over tissues while deliberately interrupting: "What? Is it like 'Looking at the saw tooth of the city wall from a distance and seeing tooth of the city wall from a distance', which made you little experts in dirt sigh, 'It's a pity that I can't take out the feces, so I can't help crying?"

Pu Xiaoxiang burst into tears and smiled softly, and hit him softly: "You hate it!"

Jiang Shuiyuan breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's have a meal! To thank you, I'll endure the disgust and read this stinky and long novel. Today I'll treat you. If you have any good opinions or suggestions for the novel, I will try my best to correct it, so as not to disgust more people in the future."

Pu Xiaoxiang pouted and said, "But I think it is very well written! It should be the best and most touching novel I have read over the years. It is a hundred times better than those youth literature and romance novels that are not bad. There is no need to make any modifications!"

Jiang Shuiyuan smiled and said, "I will be proud of you praising me like this!"

"I will give you full marks in this novel, I'm not afraid of you being proud!" Pu Xiaoxiang turned his head and asked Cai Xiaojia, "Xiaojia, is our squad leader very good?"

Cai Xiaojia nodded repeatedly like a chicken pecking at rice: "Well, the squad leader writes very well! Just looking at the first page, I firmly attracted me. Although the story is written in mud, it seems that it is the thing that happened around us. After reading it, I feel like I have a plum weighing thousands of pounds in my heart, sour and sweet when I feel aftertaste. Maybe this is the legendary first love, right?"

Pu Xiaoxiang glanced at Jiang Shuiyuan proudly: "How is it? The eyes of the masses are sharp!"

Jiang Shuiyuan said: "In judicial practice, your questioning method is appointing a letter, which can easily lead to unjust, false and wrong cases. Okay, I have received the praise as much as possible. Let's start saying 'but'. It's a piece of cake. Where do you think needs to be modified? Or, what are you not very satisfied with?"

Cai Xiaojia said with a slight sagging: "I also think it is well written and there is no need to modify it at all."

Jiang Shuiyuan also knew that Pu Xiaoxiang and Cai Xiaojia's appreciation of literary works were still at the stage of good or bad. As for asking where the good is, where the bad is, and how to correct it, it would be a bit difficult. So he gave up asking and turned to Wu Zichen: "Old driver, what are your opinions?"

Wu Zichen rubbed his hands and said, "The boss is very talented and has a wonderful writing style. The works he wrote are naturally excellent. What are the advantages of me?"

Jiang Shuiyuan immediately learned and used Pu Xiaoxiang's words just now: "If you don't have high opinions, then you have low opinions? Tell me, what is your low opinions? Don't worry, I will never retaliate. At most, I will remind you to avoid walking on dark roads at night so as not to be beaten and slap!"

Wu Zichen laughed: "It's not easy for the boss to hit me? Tell me in advance, I'll wash my neck, pose, close my eyes and wait honestly, so that I can make you feel comfortable and rest assured! - By the way, in the morning, you said that the next owner of this work is Manager Peng from Jinyi Clothing. What's going on?"

Jiang Shuiyuan said roughly the whole story. After hearing this, Wu Zichen smacked his lips: "I actually thought of using your photos and articles to make corporate brochures? Manager Peng is really good at calculating!"

"Why do you say that?" Cai Xiaojia was a little curious.

"Because the sales positioning of Jinyi Clothing is a teenager group! The consumer group at this age level does not care about prices like the elderly when shopping, nor does it pursue taste like middle-aged people. Instead, it pays great attention to fashion, trends and follow-up style. In short, it is emotional. Especially for you girls, your clothes look slimmer, buy! Higher, buy! I don't have this color, buy! This dress looks good, buy! Jinyi Clothing itself is very good, and now I will give you a free photo album and exciting novel for a handsome guy. You are a girl. When you encounter this situation, will you choose Jinyi Clothing?"

Cai Xiaojia nodded repeatedly and expressed her approval: "Of course! Maybe there are still girls who go to buy some clothes for this free brochure!"

"I believe that once Jinyi Clothing is tied up and sold with gifts, what you said will definitely happen." Wu Zichen said confidently, "In addition, this kind of official publication that combines photo albums and literary works but does not have a commercial atmosphere is not like a corporate brochure at all. It is more similar to a personal portfolio with a little soft advertisement. It is also fine to put it on the bookshelf. In this way, the long-term effect of the advertisement can be maximized, and it may subtly influence and change consumers' consumption orientations and expand the brand influence of Jinyi Clothing. That's why I said that Manager Peng is a good plan!"

Jiang Shuiyuan said a fair word for Peng Min: "Actually, Manager Peng is quite kind. He opened a price of 2500 words when he opened his mouth. I checked the Internet and the current top writers are just this market. You should know that writing articles for "Gengyun" magazine and giving 600 words is the price of 600 words when he gave 600 words!"

Wu Zichen hummed, "If she hadn't offered such a kind price, I would have advised you to break the contract long ago! Boss, don't you think about it. As the 1.5-line brand of youth casual clothing, Jinyi Clothing will sell how many clothes each season? It is conservatively estimated that it is more than one million pieces! This means that your book must be printed at least one million copies. Even if it is calculated based on the minimum contract remuneration of eight points, how much does it cost?"

Jiang Shuiyuan shook his head: "That is, you can only get one million copies for free. If you really print it out and put it in the bookstore, I guess I can sell 20,000 copies, it will be considered as the blessing of the Bodhisattva!"

Wu Zichen said: "That may not be! With your talent and writing skills, this novel can become a popular book even if it cannot become a bestseller, and it will definitely be a regular book. It is definitely okay to sell more than 100,000 copies. The difference is that the publisher's manuscript fee is definitely not as straightforward as Jinyi Clothing, and the bookstore cannot help you spread goods across the country like Jinyi Clothing, so that you can quickly become famous in a short period of time."

"So, Manager Peng is quite kind!" Jiang Shuiyuan reiterated his point of view again.

Wu Zichen shrugged: "Is that so? I think she is giving a conscience price that can make herself sleep. One of my superficial opinions is that the novel is handed over to Jinyi clothing for printing and selling, but you must retain all other rights to the work, including rental, performance, screening, radio, translation, filming, adaptation, etc.."

Jiang Shuiyuan was a little surprised: "What are you doing with these rights?"

"Don't you think your novel is suitable for adapting into a movie?"

"Is that right? I think no one should care about it."

"Anyway, you listen to me right."

"Okay. What about your second opinion?"

Wu Zichen waved the printout in his hand: "Boss, have you forgotten the most important thing?"

"What's the matter?"

"What about the name of this novel?"

Jiang Shuiyuan then remembered that he had not named the name after writing the novel! He asked Pu Xiaoxiang, Wu Zichen, and Cai Xiaojia: "You have read it all. Do you have any good suggestions for the name of the novel? If I adopt it, I can give him (her) a small gift as a reward!"

The enthusiasm of the three people was immediately mobilized.

Wu Zichen took the lead in raising his hand: "I think it can be called "The Story of First Love"! Because the text describes and recalls the simple, obscure and pure first love in middle school, and the story is born in Nihong. The word "Story" in Japanese means stories or miscellaneous stories, which is a genre of Nihong classical literature, and it is the most appropriate to use it to name novels."

Pu Xiaoxiang immediately retorted: "But this novel was written by Jiang Shuiyuan for Chinese people, and it was not written by people who read it. Isn't it strange to name it with "Story"? I think the story originated from Watanabe Hiroko wrote a letter to Fujiiki, but was received by Fujiiki, the female name of the same name. The story exhibition is also because both men and women were called "Fujiiki" in middle school, so the novel might as well be called "The Most Beautiful Error".

Jiang Shuiyuan looked at Cai Xiaojia: "It's a piece of cake, what about your opinion?"

Cai Xiaojia replied softly: "My opinion is called "Love Letter".

Jiang Shuiyuan turned his head and thought for a moment, then nodded: "That's called "Love Letter"! It's a piece of cake, what gift do you want?"
Chapter completed!