Mag sat on an uncomfortable sofa in a not-so-spacious office, looking calmly at Delma, who was diligently making tea for him.
It’s this man who published a short H-movie about him. Oh, no, there’s more than one. He just did a simple survey. Now there are six fan-fiction H-movies about him on the market, three of which are from In Delma, the best-selling movie currently is "Boss Mai's Unfaithful Little Wife".
So Mag didn't like him, and even wanted to give him a big mouth.
Delma made tea, brought it to Mag and put it down in front of her, then sat down opposite him and said with a smile: "Can you elaborate on the cooperation that Mr. Padar mentioned earlier?"
"It's like this. When I went to the bookstore today, I found that the book published by your publishing house was selling well. I bought a copy and read it. I thought the content was also good. It is a good book with good quality and reputation. So I found the publishing house listed on the cover of the book and discussed cooperation with you first, whether we can purchase the publishing agency rights of Los Empire." Mag smiled and said: "With the strength and channels of our Padar Publishing House, To sell this book, in addition to the agency fee, I can also give you five levels of profit sharing."
"This..." Delma's eyes quickly turned, there was such a good thing!
Two million copper coins is not a small amount of money for Delma. Although "Boss Mai's Unfaithful Little Wife" seems to be selling well and has successfully made it out of the industry, due to the limitation of the subject matter, it may have sold 100,000 copies. is the upper limit.
After deducting all costs, they could only earn two to three million copper coins.
It would be great if the God of Wealth could give them two million copper coins and open up the huge cake of Los Empire for him to take a bite.
"Too little?" Mag's lips curled up slightly, but her voice was a bit colder.
"No less, no less!" Delma shook his head quickly and said with a smile: "Look, this is not a small cooperation. We still have to discuss it carefully. I just want to give you some guidance. Do you expect this book to be available in the Los Empire?" How many copies did you sell?”
"With the quality of this book and Boss Mai's popularity among the people, it shouldn't be a problem to sell millions of copies." Mag curled his lips and said.
"A million copies!" Delma's eyes lit up. Even if one book earns 30 copper coins, and the division is 50%, that is more than 10 million!
"The market in the Los Empire is really huge..." Delma's breathing became a little heavy. This was really too tempting for him.
The key is that he could completely conceal this cooperation from the Northwest Lone Wolf and secretly eat the money without anyone noticing, earning an extra ten million for nothing.
It's not that he hasn't thought about doing it himself, but in the publishing business, it's useless to just have books. You have channels and connections, otherwise readers will have no chance to see your books, let alone sell them.
"Okay, it's settled," Delma said.
"This matter has not yet been decided." Mag took a sip of tea and crossed his legs.
"Huh?" Delma was stunned and said with a nervous expression: "Is there anything else you are dissatisfied with?"
McGonagall said leisurely: "It's not that I'm dissatisfied. After all, this is a big business. While I'm on a business trip to the City of Chaos, I want to meet the author of this book and talk to him about the creation of this book and the future. creative plan."
"Do you want to meet the author?" Delma pondered, her mind racing. She was a little worried that Mag would poach him, but she didn't expect that the fat on her lips would fly away like this, and she was a little entangled.
"If it's inconvenient, then forget it." Mag put the book back into his briefcase, stood up and made a gesture to walk towards the door.
Delma suddenly got up and said with a smile on her face: "Why is it inconvenient? Of course you want to see the author, of course there is no problem. I will go find the editor who is responsible for following up on the Northwest Lone Wolf to take you to see him now. Oh, I’ll go with you.”
Mag glanced at him, as if checking his sincerity, and nodded after a while.
Delma hurriedly went out and wiped the cold sweat from her forehead. Sure enough, the aura of people who talked about millions of dollars in business was different.
"Boss...isn't this inappropriate? Northwest Lone Wolf never meets other people. Last time you asked me to talk to her about a book signing, she refused to agree. This time you want to bring someone to see her. She I won't see you for sure." The editor looked at the boss with a sad look on his face.
Ever since she became the editor of Northwest Lone Wolf, life has never been easy.
But after raising a dog for three years, he still has feelings for her, let alone giving razors to an author every day. This is the author she fed with knife blades, so how can she not protect him?
"This person is here today. She has to meet her even if she doesn't. We have no choice. Take us there quickly." The boss said with a serious expression. Then he moved closer to the editor and lowered his voice: "This guest is very important. After everything is done, I’ll give you a salary increase of 1,000 yuan and double your year-end bonus.”
"Really?" The editor's eyes suddenly lit up.
"When have I ever lied to you?" Delma said, patting her chest.
After some fighting, the editor finally nodded and said, "Okay, I'll take you there, but let's make an agreement first. If she doesn't want to see you, you can't force her. She is the author. If she really wants to make trouble, If my little mood doesn’t update, then there’s nothing I can do about it.”
Breaking off updates is the last stubbornness of an author.
Delma was a little more cautious after hearing this. Although she signed the contract, she really couldn't go too far. The publishing house currently relies on her to make a living.
Mag got on the carriage prepared by Delma, and the middle-aged woman sitting opposite him kept looking at him secretly.
After about ten minutes, the carriage stopped outside a small courtyard in the west-south direction of the city.
"That's it." the female editor said, getting off the carriage first.
Mag followed him out of the carriage. Through the hollow wall, he could see the layout of the yard. In early spring, small pink flowers had appeared on a tree in the corner of the yard. Flowers and plants could be seen everywhere in the yard, and they were well taken care of. , after surviving the cold winter, facing the warm wind of early spring, green clothes have emerged.
There is a swing tied to the old locust tree at the other end of the yard, gently blowing in the wind. There is also a rocking chair in the yard. Although there is no one sitting on it, just looking at it makes me feel that it would be very comfortable to lie on it.
It can be seen that the owner of this yard should be a person who loves life and enjoys it.
However, this arrangement... seems to be a bit girly, right?
Could this be a pervert?
Mag frowned.
But when I think about a man, he actually imagined such a little pornographic story with slow details for him. I don't have to be a pervert to do such a thing.
"Where are the people?" Mag asked.
