Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 42 Non-Exclusive Adaptation Rights
"Uh, Mr. Shen, I'm sorry, I was delayed by something just now."

"It's okay, I'm not waiting all the time." After Shen Jian said this, he wanted to slap himself. Isn't this 300 taels of silver here?

"The thing you just said about adapting the sketch..."

"Do you agree? Please rest assured that we will definitely pay you."

Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "It's not important, I just want to ask if you have any ideas about changing this novel into a sketch."

idea……

Shen Jian was stunned for a moment, he did have some ideas, but they were all flashes of inspiration in his mind, and it was not easy to organize his words.

"This is Mr. Vegetable, the fifth grader..."

"My surname is Zhang, and my bow is Zhang. The single name is heavy, and the weight is heavy."

"Oh, Mr. Zhang, I asked Editor-in-Chief Li your name before, but he said it was inconvenient to disclose it. I thought you were unwilling to say it."

"nothing."

"Well, this is Mr. Zhang. I just read this novel this morning, so although I have some ideas, they are still immature. But don't worry, I will try my best to create a perfect script, and I promise not to humiliate you. It's your novel." Shen Jian assured her.

"I have an idea..."

Zhang Chong laughed and told Shen Jian about "I'm Just Such a Person" that he had read in his previous life.

After Shen Jian listened in a daze, his thighs frightened, "Wonderful!"

Isn't it wonderful?Originally, although the story of "Chameleon" was relatively simple, it was an exterior scene after all, and there were many characters involved. It was impossible to move it to the stage completely, and it was really impossible to realize the biting dog.

When Shen Jian was thinking about it just now, he even thought about using humans to play dogs.

But when Zhang Zhong said this, he realized, yes, what he wanted was the essence of this novel, and what is the essence of this novel, isn’t it the essence of a chameleon adapting to the wind?

If we arrange according to what Zhang Zhong just said, there is no need to consider the fit between the sketch and the stage at all, because there are very few characters involved and few props used.

"Mr. Zhang, have you already thought up the script of the skit?" Shen Jian said in surprise.

"It's just a little idea, I hope it can be useful to you." Zhang Zhong said.

"It's useful...Mr. Zhang, what do you mean—" Shen Jian nodded repeatedly on the phone, and then suddenly realized something.

Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "Well, I probably agree with the adaptation, but the specific details need to be discussed."

Shen Jian was overjoyed, "Mr. Zhang, don't worry, I will definitely pay you... If you are willing to act as a screenwriter, we will also pay you an additional screenwriting fee."

He didn't shy away from talking about money, but talked about remuneration with Zhang Zhong very frankly. He really wanted Zhang Zhong to be the screenwriter, after all, he was very optimistic about the idea Zhang Zhong said just now.

"There is no need for screenwriters. If you are paid, I will give you 1 yuan and give you a non-exclusive right to adapt."

Shen Jian didn't shy away from it, and Zhang Zhong himself certainly didn't hesitate to talk about it, so he directly quoted a price of 1 yuan.

There are two types of copyright adaptation authorization, one is the exclusive adaptation right, and the other is the non-exclusive adaptation right.

The exclusive right to adapt means that within the term of the agreement, Zhang Zhong handed over the right to adapt to Shen Jian, which can only be exclusive to Shen Jian, and Zhang Zhong can no longer grant the right to adapt to others.

The non-exclusive adaptation rights are different. After Zhang Zhong grants the copyright to Shen Jian, he can still grant it to others.

"Okay, I have no objection to this condition. You are also from Jiangyang. If it is convenient, give me your address. I will find you in a while. I will bring the contract with me. Let's sign the contract in person." Shen Jian Say.

Zhang Zhong thought for a while and said, "Well, go to Jiujiu Cafe at the intersection of Tianbu East Road and Daoxiang Road, and I will wait for you there."

He was talking about a small coffee shop near his home that has been open for some years.It is said to be a coffee shop, but in fact it also sells fast food milk tea and so on, but relatively few people actually go to drink coffee.

"Well, okay, I'm right here in the administrative area. If you drive there... I checked, and it will only take ten minutes. Then I will probably be there in two hours. When I arrive, I will call you."

"OK, all right."

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zhong was not in a hurry, the cafe was just outside the community, and when Shen Jian arrived and called, it would not be too late for him to go down.

There was still time, Zhang Zhong sat in front of the computer and continued to write "None Survived".

This book is not long, and when it is translated into Chinese, it is only a little over [-] words. Zhang Zhong is writing in English at this time, which is actually about the same.

"There Were None" is very attractive. Even though the book is already in Zhang Zhong's mind, when he typed out the words, he will still be attracted by the contents of the book.

Grandma (Agatha) is really a master who is good at writing stories. It has to be said that apart from the meticulous and attractive stories, Grandma's writing is also very remarkable.

She has good stories in her mind, and her words can serve these stories very well, giving the stories a gorgeous coat.

The typing sound echoed in the room. Zhang Zhong was very dissatisfied with the keyboard in front of him. He felt like he was using a typewriter decades ago. The confrontation between the fingers and the keys was too strong.

He would always be stuck in the middle of work, only to come back to reality with sore fingers.

The keyboard must be replaced when the manuscript fee is settled. Zhang Zhong gritted his teeth and thought... Maybe the computer also needs to be replaced. Now his computer is so old that it takes several minutes to turn it on.

The embarrassment of life can often distract people's attention, even for a former billionaire like Zhang Zhong, it is difficult to avoid it.

Zhang Zhong himself didn't know how long he had been writing, and the soreness in his fingers was almost gone, the phone on the desk rang, it was an unfamiliar number, but Zhang Zhong guessed that Shen Jian had arrived somewhere.

When the call was connected, it turned out to be Shen Jian. He said that he had arrived at Jiujiu Cafe, but he didn't see Zhang Zhong's person, and Zhang Zhong told him to wait for him for a while.

Quickly went downstairs, left the gate of the community, turned a corner and within 50 meters, Zhang Zhong arrived at Jiujiu Cafe.

The owner of the cafe is a 50-year-old man, and the cashier is supposed to be his daughter. Zhang Zhong came here a few times before and greeted the owner, but after so many years, it is impossible for the owner to remember him.

Jiujiu Café is very small. Although it has two floors, the middle is hollowed out. There is a staircase to go up. Standing under the stairs, you can see the upstairs and downstairs at a glance.

Because it was not a holiday, at around three o'clock in the afternoon, the cafe's business was not very good, and there were only two or three people in total.

Zhang Zhong saw a man in a white T-shirt on the first floor at a glance. He looked to be in his early 30s, and the crow's feet in the corners of his eyes seemed to be ripped out with rubber bands.

　Thank you [Plump Mumu] for your reward, yes, three rewards this day makes me feel good, haha

　　
　
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