Literary Master 1978

"What conditions?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

"The 5% remuneration for the print run of 10,000 copies will only be paid after the sales of the work exceed 800,000 copies." Wei Junyi said.

800,000 copies? Old lady, are you too cruel?

Lin Chaoyang's eyes flashed with dissatisfaction, "Your requirements are too harsh. Ask yourself, how many works of your humanities agency can sell more than 800,000 copies a year?"

"Our humanities agency doesn't ask for 5% of the royalties on a print run of 10,000 copies. Didn't you say that your novel sales are high?"

The boomerang hit him right between the eyebrows, leaving Lin Chaoyang speechless.

"Then you have to give me a basic remuneration of 12 yuan per thousand words." The more Lin Chaoyang thought about it, the more he felt he was at a disadvantage, so he put forward another condition.

"Okay." Wei Junyi changed his reluctance and agreed happily.

"I……"

Lin Chaoyang didn't expect Wei Junyi to agree so happily. It seemed that he had already made a plan in his mind. He thought about it suspiciously, did he make any omissions?

"Let's make it clear first. What I'm saying is that all sales exceeding 800,000 copies will be calculated as 5% of the print run fee for 10,000 copies, but not that the excess will be calculated as 5% of the print run fee."

Lin Chaoyang thought for a long time and finally emphasized.

Wei Junyi glanced at him with disdain, "Can our publishing house with the prefix Guo play this kind of word game with you?"

"I haven't seen you being so generous."

Lin Chaoyang muttered to himself, which attracted a cross look from Wei Junyi.

"Now that you're here, let's sign the contract." Wei Junyi said.

After all the conditions were negotiated, Lin Chaoyang no longer hesitated and signed the publishing contract readily on the spot.

When he came out of the Humanities Club, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

I spent a long time working hard for this fee, which was really difficult.

It would be better for later generations. Writers receive royalties directly. Their base is not the basic remuneration, but a solid royalty.

As long as the work sells well, a work can achieve financial freedom.

It's not like he is now, spending a long time spitting, just making thousands of dollars more.

Lin Chaoyang comforted himself in his heart. After all, in the current environment, he was getting much more than other writers. He should wait until the right time comes to find a way to increase the manuscript fee.

When he returned home, Lin Chaoyang saw a strange figure standing on the balcony at home, and asked Tao Yushu in a low voice: "Are there guests?"

Tao Yushu winked at him, but Lin Chaoyang didn't understand what it meant.

Before he could ask again, the figure turned around.

"Brother-in-law, it's me!"

Tao Yumo's long hair that was originally shawl disappeared and was replaced by a head of short, dense curly hair.

She looked at Lin Chaoyang with a smile and asked, "Does it look good?"

Lin Chaoyang did not answer her question and turned to ask Tao Yushu, "Is the lion dog a spirit?"

"Brother-in-law~" Tao Yumo scolded, "This is called cauliflower head. My brother said it is very popular in the south."

Tao Yushu scolded: "What a cauliflower head, he looks like a monster at first glance. Don't keep in touch with him in the future, you won't learn anything good!"

"Hmph! Old-fashioned! Your aesthetic sense really needs to be improved."

Tao Yumo was hit by the couple one after another, and retorted angrily.

Tao Yushu was not angry and said, "We don't have good taste, so you go home and show it to your parents, okay?"

Listening to his sister's words, Tao Yumo felt a little guilty, "Your home is warm, I will stay at your home for a few days."

Under the control of Tao's mother, the Tao Yushu sisters have basically had long hair since childhood. Tao's mother disliked braids as being too tacky and never allowed the sisters to wear braids. The two sisters always wore long, beautiful black hair. Show it to others, and tie it with a rubber band when you find it inconvenient.

Now that Tao Yumo has such an unconventional hairstyle, she will be scolded if she dares to go home, so she plans to avoid the limelight at her sister's house.

"You can hide from the first year of junior high school, but you can hide from the fifteenth year of junior high school? Are you afraid that others will tell you if you do it?" Tao Yushu mocked.

Seeing that Tao Yumo didn't speak, she scolded Du Feng who was not present.

Tao Yumo got this hairstyle at Du Feng's instigation, and it is said that he even paid for it.

Tao Yumo turned a deaf ear to her sister's lesson. After a while, she ran to the mirror to admire her beautiful hairstyle. The more she looked at it, the more fashionable she felt.

"Yu Mo, have you thought about a question?" Lin Chaoyang asked.

"What's the problem?"

"With such a hairstyle, what will you do when you sleep at night? Aren't you afraid that it will straighten your hair?"

Listening to Lin Chaoyang's question, Tao Yumo was stunned for a moment, and then started to think seriously. After thinking for a long time, he said distressedly: "Oh! It seems that it is really easy to get straightened up. What should I do?"

She asked Lin Chaoyang, "Brother-in-law, do you have any ideas?"

"Not staying is the best way."

"It's the same as not saying anything." Tao Yumo rolled her eyes at him, understanding that he was trying to undermine her confidence in her new hairstyle.

October has passed by in a hurry, and the weather is gradually getting colder.

Taking advantage of the time in the morning, Lin Chaoyang went to the cultural relics store in Xinjiekou, intending to buy something. Unexpectedly, when he arrived, he saw someone chatting with several sellers who were lining up to sell things.

Lin Chaoyang had encountered this situation more than once. He was not in a hurry and slowly pushed the cart over.

Lin Chaoyang thought he had met another cultural relics dealer as usual, but after taking a closer look at the man's features, he suddenly felt that he looked familiar.

The half-cut eyebrows, small eyes, and drake voice were so obvious that even though he was thirty or forty years younger, Lin Chaoyang could still recognize him at a glance.

"My dear, the price I give you is absolutely fair, and it is definitely higher than the price given by the purchasing point. If the things go to them, they can give you five yuan for a ten-yuan item. If you sell it to them, you will lose a lot."

When the man was talking to the seller, he saw Lin Chaoyang approaching, and immediately became alert and kept silent.

At this time, Lin Chaoyang said: "Everyone, I am an antique collector. If you have things to sell, you can let me take a look. I can buy them with foreign exchange coupons."

After listening to Lin Chaoyang's words, the man realized that Lin Chaoyang was neither from the purchasing point nor the voting office, but was here to challenge the bank.

The sellers around him didn't care about the man's reaction and immediately surrounded Lin Chaoyang.

Few people who come to sell things are not short of money, and foreign exchange coupons are definitely more attractive to these people than RMB.

Half-brow looked at Lin Chaoyang surrounded by the crowd, and felt a little uncomfortable.

Is it great to have foreign exchange coupons?

We are all Chinese, why are you pretending to be a thief!

"Dude, we have to follow the first come first served rule, right? I'm negotiating a price with someone right now!" he said.

Banjiemei had just picked out a Ming Dynasty ivory-carved lotus pond heron pen holder and had already offered the seller the price.

Hearing this, Lin Chaoyang smiled and said, "I'm sorry. OK, you guys go first."

The seller said to Lin Chaoyang, "He's already offered the price, I want to hear yours."

Lin Chaoyang smiled at Banjiemei and said, "You see..."

Banjiemei looked grim and said nothing. The seller ignored him and took out the item for Lin Chaoyang to look at.

When Lin Chaoyang finished looking at the item, the seller asked expectantly, "How is it?"

"It's good, how about eight yuan?"

Hearing this, the seller frowned, and Banjiemei's face was secretly happy. He had just offered the seller a price of ten yuan, and the other party offered eight yuan. Wasn't that forcing the seller to sell the item to him?

He looked at Lin Chaoyang again, his eyes were less hostile and more contemptuous. He only paid eight yuan for such a good thing. His vision was not good!

As soon as this thought came up, Banjiemei started to grumble in his heart. He gave ten yuan, and the other party gave eight yuan. Is there a possibility that this ivory pen holder is really only worth eight yuan?

Thinking of this, Banjiemei regretted it a little. He gave too high a price!

"Eight yuan is too low. People give ten yuan!" The seller said to Lin Chaoyang with disdain.

Lin Chaoyang said calmly, "I'm talking about foreign exchange certificates."

The seller immediately became enthusiastic, "Foreign exchange certificates? You should have said it earlier!"

After that, he pulled Lin Chaoyang to chat warmly, which meant that Lin Chaoyang should add some more.

"This is the price. If you don't want to, you can sell it to this little brother, or go to the purchasing point to ask."

Lin Chaoyang's words made Banjiemei's face slightly relieved, but then the seller's words made him look ugly again.

"It's better to sell you than to sell him."

After saying this, the seller and Lin Chaoyang exchanged money and goods, and Lin Chaoyang successfully pocketed the ivory carving pen holder with eight yuan of foreign exchange coupons.

Banjiemei, who was standing by, watched Lin Chaoyang look at one thing after another, and then picked and chose, and took all the good things in the hands of the group of people in front of the purchase point.

When the purchase point was about to open, Lin Chaoyang was about to ride away, but was stopped by Banjiemei.

"Comrade, I don't think you are a cultural relic dealer."

Lin Chaoyang smiled, "Have you ever seen a cultural relic dealer using foreign exchange coupons to buy things? This is purely a personal hobby."

Banjiemei smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I also have a personal hobby, and we are also like-minded. What's your surname?"

"No need to be so, my surname is Lin."

Seeing that Banjiemei was trying to get close to him, Lin Chaoyang didn't hide it. He knew the details of this kid very well, and he was not afraid that the other party would make trouble.

"My last name is Ma, and I like to collect things. Do you come here often?"

"Come here once a week to see if there are any good things."

"Oh! That's my fault. I didn't know this was a place you often come to."

"It's okay. It's all fair trade."

During the chat, Banjiemei was observing Lin Chaoyang. He had an ordinary appearance and simple clothes. He didn't show any arrogance when he used foreign exchange coupons to collect things just now.

You can't tell anything from his appearance, but his temperament is quite elegant and his conversation is not bad. He asked, "Are you engaged in literary and artistic work?"

Lin Chaoyang smiled and said, "I work in the school library and write some novels in my spare time."

"That's a coincidence. I also write novels. My main job is the editor of "Youth Literature." When he said this, Banjiemei's face was full of pride and boasting.

"Young and promising, young and promising."

Banjiemei waited for a long time and heard such a compliment, feeling a little disappointed.

He then said, "If you have a manuscript in the future, you can submit it to our Youth Literature. We have met today. I will give priority to reviewing your manuscript later."

"Okay, thank you very much."

After laying the groundwork for a few sentences, Banjiemei finally asked the question he wanted to ask: "Foreign exchange certificates are now hard currency. In fact, you can use RMB to buy things, and they can still sell them to you."

Lin Chaoyang heard the subtext of Banjiemei, don't disrupt the market and drive up prices.

Isn't this to prevent the purchasing points and your peers?

Lin Chaoyang thought to himself, with a smile on his face, "Thank you for your reminder, I will try next time."

The two pairs of smiling eyes looked at each other, confirming that the other party got the information, and Banjiemei said, "I still have to go to work, so see you next time."

"See you next time."