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In the next few days, many distributors returned the magazines to Jingyu one after another, and some even sent them back without unpacking them at all.At first Brother Liehuo thought there was something wrong with the magazine, and after making many phone calls, he learned from the dealer's vague narrative that Guanwen had launched a vicious competition in order to retaliate.

To be honest, he was mentally prepared for this, but he didn't know how to deal with it at all.Jingyu's product lines are all arranged around "New Painting", and "New Painting" is completely dependent on profit. If Guanwen cuts off the magazine's access to bookstores and newsstands, Jingyu's funds will be short. It will become a breakdown of funds.

He had no choice but to ask the editor-in-chief on the sickbed, what should he do if he has no money?

Wu Lan was also asking this question, but he was obviously much more irritable: "What if I don't have money?! Didn't you promise to bring Jingyu back to life?"

"Yes." Zhuang Moyun said lightly.

Wu Lan: "But it's about to go bankrupt!"

Zhuang Mo: "Within two months, I'll give you a turnover of 1 million."

Wu Lan took a deep breath: "Your conditions?" Zhuang Mo had already made it clear that he would not do things for him without a reason, and at this point in time, probably when Jing Yu was at his worst, he had a premonition that Zhuang Mo would make a move.

"Of course I hope you sell the company to me right now, immediately, and I'll take over for you." Zhuang Mo took out a document from the folder, and handed over his financial team's valuation of Jingyu to Wu Lan. , "Because it's on the verge of bankruptcy, Jingyu is worth 500 million now. I'll leave you 20% and pay 400 million to buy the company."

Wulan: "..."

Wu Lan: "Are you taking advantage of the fire?"

A trace of indifference and alienation appeared on Zhuang Mo's face: "If Jingyu wasn't my company, I wouldn't need to save it."

"Don't make a mistake, 400 million can be paid by any investor." Wu Lan reminded him.

"That's right." Zhuang Mo smiled, "But only I can make Jingyu win Guanwen."

Although Wu Lan could not understand his conceited appearance, she knew that he was telling the truth.Now Jingyu is indeed only worth this price, and is still hovering on the verge of bankruptcy.This report can only raise so much money from any investor.Money is not important at all, the important thing is how to turn losses into profits and grow bigger and stronger after raising money.If he is still at the helm, maybe the money will be burned out again soon; but if it is Zhuang Mo, he can at least look forward to the future.

But he doesn’t really care about money, he cares more about Zhuang Mo’s content orientation: “I don’t just want to beat Guanwen on the commercial level, the most important thing is that Jingyu will always choose good articles for readers. Before I know what kind of content you will produce, even if you can make money, I dare not entrust the company to you."

"It doesn't matter, I can prove it to you. You can test the bank statement of 1 million yuan, and my vision for selecting authors, business and content. If you are qualified, you will give 80% of the shares at the current market price. Pass it to me." With his slender fingers, he pointed at the Jingyu report on the table, suggesting to sign the VAM agreement.

Since Zhuang Mo showed his sincerity, Wu Lan didn't want to take advantage of him: "I'll give you 20% of the shares first." , Zhuang Mo has nothing, and he owes him favors.

"27%." Zhuang Mo said carefully.

"Why 27%?" Compared to Zhuang Mo's sudden bargaining, Wu Lan was more curious about why there was exactly 7% more.

"I want to transfer 7% to Hong'an Real Estate."

"Xuan Yuan?" Wu Lan frowned, "You want to sell it to him?"

"I want to give it to him for free." Zhuang Mo said bluntly, "Xuanyuan is the only creation god in the Ten Continents Three Seas series that is still active. He signed to us at a low price years ago, and we actually took advantage of him. With his current status, why should he cooperate with us? We are just a couple who seem to be divorced based on a contract. He is not even close to us, "Dusty Smile" has not been finished so far, and it is obvious that he is waiting for the termination of the contract after one year. Since the established facts cannot be changed and there is no choice, we try our best to get along with him peacefully and win his support. Now, he needs a professional The team develops his IP. He has not set foot in the cultural industry himself, so he needs someone to help him integrate resources. If 7 points of equity can exchange for him to hand over "Dust and Smoke" to Jingyu, it is very cost-effective, and the company is bound An S-level author, that's a big deal."

Wu Lan hissed, her heart ached.

Zhuang Mo calmly persuaded: "If you are greedy for this little money and insist on selling it to him, he will think: I have money, why don't you sell me the whole Jingyu? Giving it is different, we can say that there is Financial predators have entered the market, and we saved this equity from our mouths, whether it is more or less."

"Okay, if 7% of the equity can be bound to Xuanyuan, I will... reluctantly cut my flesh!"

"I asked my legal team to draft the VAM agreement and sign it tomorrow."

The two settled, Zhuang Mo got up and was about to leave, Wu Lan called him, staring into his unfathomable eyes: "Zhuang Mo, I entrust the company to you, Jingyu's signboard cannot be down."

Zhuang Mo nodded: "I understand."

So, the next time Brother Liehuo asked the editor-in-chief for help, the editor-in-chief said angrily: "There is no money for Zhuang Mo to earn!"

Brother Raging Fire: "...?"

No money, let Zhuang Mo earn money? !

He could tell that Zhuang Mo seemed awesome, but... so awesome? !

Brother Riehuo was optimistic by nature, so he was strangely appeased. He glanced at Zhuang Mo who was sitting in the file room browsing through the contracts over the years: "Okay, okay." He put down the phone and honestly asked him how he planned to make money.

"We represent the copyrights of many books." Zhuang Mo held up a document, "Let the word out, we want to take action."

"Sell, sell, sell copyright?" In recent years, many people have come to discuss copyright, but not many have achieved success.The two biggest IPs in their hands, "The Vast Chronicle" and "Dust and Smoke Smile", were pitfalls. The eunuch was there, and Tan Si was poached by Guanwen again, and some of the authors who counted down were not enough. "In the past six months, no one has contacted us to buy copyright.

"Won't you take the initiative to contact them?"

Brother Li Huo looked confused: Can there be such an operation?

"Have you ever paid attention to what kind of IP others want to receive? A few days ago, Xu Jingzhi was shouting on Weibo to fill the world with holes. Have you ever tried to sell books to him?"

Brother Liehuo blushed, "That's the son of the richest man! I'm like... how dare I talk to him..."

Zhuang Mo couldn't help teasing: "What's the difference between you and a publisher? You're doing his business, not his wife, so what's there to be embarrassed about?"

Brother Lie Huo couldn't help scratching his head: "That's the reason. But we are not the same kind of people, how dare I go up and say, 'Young Master Xu, let's start a business'."

Zhuang Mo didn't push others too hard: "You don't dare to approach Xu Jingzhi, but the others can do it, right?"

Lie Huo bit the bullet and said: "Yes, yes... Then which articles should we push?"

Zhuang Mo looked up at him, as if he asked some stupid question: "All."

"All...all?" Even Brother Liehuo, who had read all the inspirational books, couldn't help but question Zhuang Mo's ambition.

Zhuang Mo called him into the archives room, pointed to the stacks of contracts in the window, and assigned a task: "Go through all the books that Jingyu signed in the past few years, and see which copyrights were signed and how many are left. The year of authorization. If we have full copyright in our hands, or if the copyright is still in the agency period, give me a list. Then, according to this list, the data, outline, world setting, character setting, outline, and adaptation highlights of each book , film and television benchmarking works, and author profiles are all sorted out, made into PPT, and thrown to Komatsu Beautification. The data includes the number of physical open books and all the network data you can find, such as Weibo discussion, Baidu index, etc. "

Brother Lie Huo took a breath, and then asked: "I can still understand the highlights of the adaptation, what is the film and television benchmarking work?"

"The content of this book is similar to which film and television works can be classified into the same category."

"I'm a book editor, I don't watch TV very much!" Brother Liehuo exclaimed.

"It seems that you are going to look good now." Zhuang Mo said tactfully.

"I don't know much about this part, I don't know if I can do it well..." Brother Lie Huo was troubled.

Zhuang Mo's eyes sharpened, and he picked up a new book on the desktop: "Although you are a book editor, times have changed a long time ago. As a product, books are not only sold to readers, but also sent upward to film and television companies, game companies, Animation companies and even platforms. What’s the use of just running a bookstore? If you don’t understand video games and animation, the company will lose a very large market. You are the executive editor-in-chief, and logically speaking, you should stand out at this stall Plan the company's product line and develop new customers. If Tian Tian said "I don't understand", it is understandable, because this is not his responsibility; but you are the executive editor, you can also say "I don't understand" "Send the question? You don't understand the market, who will understand it for you! The company is in a mess, and you still don't want to change it. Tian Tian and Ye Shun are still following you at this time. You let them drink northwest wind? Like a man Take responsibility."

Brother Lihuo took a deep breath: "Okay."

He became an editor completely by accident.One year, Wu Lan got a top three because of entertainment, so she came to the gym where he works to lose weight.Brother Riehuo especially likes to read novels, and he has no brains to worship him when he learns that he is an editor.Later, the gym closed down, and the boss ran away with the money. The students couldn't find the boss, so they asked him for compensation.Brother Liehuo himself was owed wages, but he was more stubborn and never wanted to walk away irresponsibly. He bought some simple equipment in private and planned to finish the students' lessons.

Wu Lan saw that this young man was quite honest, so she opened up an open space on the 11th floor of Jingyu, letting him use it as a sports base.The employees saw that the company opened a gym and thought it was a benefit. After sitting for a long time, they went to brother Lihuo to exercise. Brother Lihuo didn't explain. As long as someone came, he would use the equipment for free and help stretching.Wu Lan felt embarrassed and gave him a plan.In those few years, the sales volume of "New Painting" was still the first in the country, and Wu Lan didn't mind having another accountant, so Brother Liehuo stayed in Jingyu.

As a personal trainer serving Jingyu's employees, Brother Lie Huo usually has a lot of free time, especially when it comes to deadlines and publication dates, the whole company is so busy that no one cares about exercising.Brother Riehuo wandered around and read books.The executive editor at that time was named Yan Hui. Seeing that he was so idle, he was arrested as a firefighter.

Yan Hui was surprised to find that this fitness trainer had nothing else to do but was very willing to drill.He was less than 20 years old at that time, black and thin, and very introverted, but he did whatever he was asked to do.All the regular employees have gone home, and he is still patiently sitting in front of the computer, learning PS according to online tutorials, just because Yan Hui asked him to change the pattern on the draft invitation letter.

Reviewing, proofreading, typesetting, planning, film production...Unknowingly, Brother Liehuo learned everything an editor can learn from her.Two years later, when the new editor was taking his job certificate, Yan Hui suddenly said to him, "You, get ready, let's go together."

Brother Riehuo was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled very brightly.

He didn't know, everyone could see the envy in his eyes when he looked at the editors in the corner.

When Yan Hui resigned, he said to him: "I will hand over "New Painting" to you, and I can't count on anyone but you." Later, "New Painting" changed several executive editors, and they all came and went, shouting that the paper media was about to fail and could not continue.The editorial department gradually fell apart, and there were fewer and fewer old friends.In the end, the editor-in-chief had an accident, and the deputy editor-in-chief ran away with the core team. Wu Lan looked around and found that the oldest person in the editorial department was the black and thin fitness coach back then.

Brother Liehuo was appointed in the face of danger, and took over as the executive editor-in-chief of "New Painting", a position that Yan Hui had fought for.

He didn't want to be the last executive editor of "New Painting".

If Kyung Woo needs him, he's always there.

It's just learning from another field, what's so scary? !

"Okay, I'll go." Brother Liehuo accepted Zhuang Mo's task with a resolute expression.

"In the next few days, I will arrange for you to connect with the film and television company. You change your clothes." Zhuang Mo was satisfied with his attitude, but frowned and looked at his tight-fitting sports suit. "Go out to meet Party A, give me wear a suit."