GBP Chapter 306 Trying to Scam Her Copyright?
Chapter 306 Trying to Scam Her Copyright?
Lin Yuyao turned her head and glanced at him several times.
Fu Huaiyi: "Drive carefully and watch the road."
"What's wrong with you today?" she finally couldn't help but ask.
"Ahem, no, it's nothing. Just drive."
Lin Yuyao: "I think you're being really cold today."
Fu Huaiyi: "Really?"
"Yes, you don't love me today, you have other thoughts on your mind."
Fu Huaiyi: "..."
"Don't make wild guesses. I love you, I love you every day. If you don't believe me, I'll prove it to you when I get home."
Lin Yuyao: “…”
"But I really do have the will."
really.
"what happened?"
"I ran into some friends last night, and they laughed at me today."
"Huh? You mean that one from last night... the one where we passed each other?"
Fu Huaiyi nodded.
This... I never expected him to be so upset about being laughed at.
It turns out that no one is perfect; everyone has weaknesses and flaws.
Lin Yuyao held back her laughter for a moment before saying, "Those friends are really boring."
She actually learns quite quickly. Except for the first day when she was too nervous and had a minor accident, she studied very hard in the following days and can now drive.
"Let's go to the city to drive it tomorrow."
"Are you sure you can do it?"
"I think I can do it."
"Okay, if you can drive around Chenshan Town, you'll probably get the hang of it. You can go apply for a driver's license now, bring back the test questions to review, and there will be an oral exam on site."
She took a morning to apply for a driver's license.
I paid the fee, filled out the form, and got the questions to memorize.
The process of obtaining a driver's license at that time, as well as the test subjects, were very different from those later.
Not only do they have to take an oral exam on traffic regulations, but they also have to take an oral exam on basic knowledge of automobiles and machinery, geography, and so on.
Of course, the questions were very simple, far less complicated than the later traffic regulations.
After all, there are fewer cars now, and not many traffic lights.
In some small places, there are no traffic lights at all.
In practice, it was even simpler. The road conditions were not nearly as complicated as they became later. Fu Huaiyi said that with her current skill level, getting a driver's license was no problem at all.
That day, she received another call from the publishing house.
It wasn't Song Qin calling, but another editor.
He said he was now in charge of handing things over to her and that he would call to get to know her.
Lin Yuyao asked directly, "Where's Sister Song?"
"She has some family matters to attend to and is on temporary leave to handle them."
Taking a vacation to handle family matters?
Isn't it resignation?
Lin Yuyao was filled with doubt.
"So you're temporarily taking over her work?"
The other person paused for a moment before saying, "Yes, it's temporary. Once Sister Song has finished dealing with her personal matters and returned, she will continue to be in charge of you."
"Okay, that's all. I'll hang up now."
"Wait a minute, I have something else to do."
Lin Yuyao: "..." Hmph, I knew it couldn't be just a simple greeting.
It seems we need to discuss copyright issues with her.
"Is that so? I remember you sent our publishing house the beginning and outline of your new book before, right?"
"No," Lin Yuyao replied immediately.
She remembered Song Qin saying that she had suppressed the news about her new book, and no one knew about it except her.
At most, there will be a delivery record.
"I did send something to Sister Song, but it was my wedding invitation."
"invitation?"
"Yes."
The other person wasn't sure if she was telling the truth or not, and remained silent for a while.
She heard the sound again after a while.
"So your new book is almost finished, right?"
"No, I got married last month and have been very busy since then. I haven't written a single word yet."
The other party was silent again.
After a moment, he said, "Marriage is a big deal, which is understandable. Once you've written the follow-up, you can mail it to me directly. My name is Jiang Cong, you can just call me Xiao Jiang."
"Row."
"By the way, are there any chances that you'll sell the overseas rights to these two books?"
Lin Yuyao smiled faintly, "Of course I'm interested, if the price is right."
price?
When the price was mentioned, the other party fell silent again.
"I see. Because China's international standing... isn't very high, and some European and American countries don't have enough cultural recognition of us, that might explain the price..."
“It’s okay to be cheaper, I understand,” Lin Yuyao quickly replied. “Let’s lower the price first, and then raise it after we open up the international market and get them to accept our language. I understand.”
Jiang Cong, looking embarrassed, said, "Ahem, this... isn't a cheap thing. Our initial investment might be... free."
"Free?" Lin Yuyao said, half-laughing and half-crying, "They don't agree with it, so you give it to them for free so they can use it to wallpaper their walls?"
Jiang Cong: "..."
"Miss Lin, you're exaggerating."
"Sorry, I'm a bit impatient, and I accidentally blurted out something too fast. Please don't mind. But I think it's understandable for us to offer a lower price, but it can't be free. Free things have no value; to them, they're no different from paper used for wallpapering. They look down on our culture, but we can't look down on our own."
"Then what do you mean?"
"Sorry, I cannot accept free licenses."
Jiang Cong took a deep breath, covered the microphone, and turned to look at the president.
"She disagrees."
“I heard that. Tell her that if she doesn’t agree, we won’t sign any more copies of her book and she should find another job.”
He stared speechlessly at President Niu.
She had read Lin Yuyao's writings, and she had also seen the sales data.
It's perfectly fine for them to find another job.
"If she really does find another job, it would be a huge loss for us."
"Hmph." President Niu snorted coldly, "If her manuscript is rejected by me, she can forget about signing a contract with any publishing house in Nancheng."
There are only a few publishing houses in the entire southern city. Although they compete with each other, they are all under the management of the Southern City Cultural Department.
The presidents of the various companies are competitors, but they are also friends in private.
If he were to speak to the others, Lin Yuyao's manuscript would truly be unable to be submitted.
Jiang Cong understood that the editor-in-chief was trying to force these young authors to comply.
Just as Jiang Cong was about to speak into the phone, he suddenly heard a dial tone.
Ok?
Jiang Cong was speechless. "President, she hung up."
President Niu's lips twitched, and he said, "Hit me again."
Jiang Cong dialed the phone again.
A moment later, Lin Yuyao's voice came from the other end of the phone.
"Hey."
"It's me, Miss Lin. Why did you hang up?"
Lin Yuyao said, "Oh, I didn't hear any sound for a while, so I thought I had disconnected and hung up. I'm sorry."
"Oh, just now..."
Why were you so quiet just now?
Jiang Cong looked embarrassed. "Yes, yes, I was disconnected."
"I knew it! Why was there no sound for so long? Xiao Jiang, is there anything else?"
"I see, our club..."
After being glared at by President Niu, he changed his tune, saying, "Our publishing house feels that your writing is still a bit immature and has room for improvement, so we hope you will polish your new book before submitting it."