1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 415 Grandet

In 1911, Gaston Gallimard, who was only 29 years old, founded Gallimard Press.Half a century later, Gallimard Publishing House under the leadership of Gaston Gallimard, literary books accounted for almost half of the French publishing in the 20th century.

在这半个世纪当中，加斯东·伽利玛的作者当中有4位获诺贝尔文学奖，出版的作品19次获龚古尔奖、12次获法兰西学院小说大奖、8次获联合奖、4次获美第奇奖……

"For French and European readers, Gallimard is like a synonym for French literature. The works published by our publishing house not only represent the highest achievement of French literature, but also represent the highest achievement of European literature!"

It was the first time for Lin Weimin to chat with French people in real life. He had only heard about it before, but this time he finally saw it.

True Gallic Rooster!
He can brag better than Lao Mi!

No, they are not bragging, after all, they are talking about real achievements.

It can only be said that it is a bit pretentious. Mr. Lin is most annoyed by people who are more pretentious than him. This is called same-sex repulsion.

After patiently listening to Roman Garyan's "Water and Gold Mountains", Lin Weimin said: "Mr. Garyan, let's talk about the specific details of the novel's publication?"

Roman Gallian smiled when he heard the words, "Mr. Lin, that's great, your decision is wise. Our Gallimard Press is an important publishing house in the French literary world..."

Lin Weimin and the translator of the WS department, Comrade Liang, looked at each other with a helpless expression. The translator coughed and interrupted: "Mr. Jialiyang, let's talk about business first."

Roman Gallian said happily: "Of course, then let's talk!"

In order to prevent this guy from spraying water again, Lin Weimin asked him to negotiate terms directly.

"For the first printing of 6 copies, the royalties will be paid at [-]%." Roman Gallian offered the price.

Lin Weimin was so angry that he almost slapped the table on the spot, but due to the presence of comrades from the WS department, he could only suppress his temper.

"Mr. Galiyan, I think you Gallimard Publishing House may not be very clear about it. The novel "The Lover" has already landed in many English-speaking countries, and the sales volume is still good, and the royalty price given to me by the publisher is comparable to your bid. Much higher."

Gary raised his eyebrows without any panic, with an expression of wisdom in his hands, "Our publishing house is aware of what you said. But you have to be clear, our Gallimard publishing house has once awarded four Nobel Prize winners. , the published works have won the Goncourt Award 4 times and the French Academy Fiction Award 19 times... Hey, Mr. Lin, what are you doing?"

Lin Weimin was abruptly pulled back by Comrade Liang, and stopped at the door, "Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, calm down. This is a negotiation after all. He says his thing, and you say yours, so you can't just leave the pick and leave." !"

This Gallic chicken is so annoying!
You run so many literary awards, does it have anything to do with me?
how?Think of me as a young child who has never published a book!

If Lin Weimin hadn't been worried about having WS personnel here, he really wanted to leave.

Being dragged back to the negotiating table, he impatiently said to Comrade Liang: "You tell him that the royalties are 15%, and the first print is 10 copies. You can talk, but you can't talk!"

Comrade Liang looked embarrassed, and he couldn't just flip the words casually.

He said in French to Roman Garyan: "Mr. Garyan, Mr. Lin said that the publishing royalties of novels are 15%, and the first printing of 10 copies is his bottom line."

Luo Man was taken aback by Lin Weimin's dismissal of the pick just now when he disagreed with him. When Lin Weimin came back, he restrained himself a bit, but still said, "No, no, no, the price is too high, we can't accept it."

Comrade Liang translated Jialiyang's words to Lin Weimin. He spread his hands and said, "Comrade Liang, as you can see, it's not that I don't want to, it's that they can't afford the price, and they are really dishonest. Let's do this for today. Treat this guy well." Foreign guests, I will go back first."

After Lin Weimin finished speaking, he got up again, and Comrade Liang hurriedly translated his words to Jialiyang.

Jia Liyang was dumbfounded while listening, Mr. Lin, why are you leaving again?

"We are Gallimard Publishing House. We have operated 4 Nobel Prizes for Literature, 19 Goncourt Prizes, and 12 French Academy Prizes for Fiction..."

Jia Liyang chased after Lin Weimin's ass and muttered, while Comrade Liang kept translating beside him like a vengeful seed.

Lin Weimin didn't hear what Jia Liyang said, and only said to Comrade Liang violently: "Comrade Liang, pull him away, pull him away!"

He finally understood that this Roman Gallian came here purely to prostitute him for nothing!
It is estimated that he was used to fooling newcomers with his outstanding record in the past, and Lin Weimin also wanted to take advantage of it.

It's a pity that Mr. Lin is well-informed and knowledgeable. If you don't see rabbits, you don't spread eagles. Don't say that you are Gallimard Publishing House. You are in front of the Nobel Prize in Literature. The royalties that should be paid must not be less than a penny!
This, is it a matter of principle!
Did Comrade Liang not hold Lin Weimin? Looking at his back, Roman Galyan was at a loss.

"What does this Mr. Lin mean? Doesn't he want his novel to be published in France?"

Comrade Liang looked helplessly at Roman Garyan, "Mr. Garyan, the royalties Mr. Lin receives from overseas works are worth millions of dollars every year. He cooperates with world-renowned publishers like Random House in the United States, and the royalties are all It is based on the standards of famous artists. There is also Xinchao Club in Nihong, whose treatment is also in line with that of Random House. You only give 6% of the royalties, which in his opinion is an insult to him."

Roman Gallian said: "But our Gallimard Press has awarded 4 Nobel Prizes..."

Out of diplomatic etiquette, Comrade Liang couldn't walk away like Lin Weimin did, but his eyes were almost rolled to the sky in his heart.

He could only suppress the irritability in his heart, and said, "Mr. Galiyan, no matter how many Nobel Prizes for Literature Gallimard Publishing House wins, it has nothing to do with Mr. Lin. If you want to publish his book, you have to give it to him." Satisfactory price. You have to understand that he is not a fledgling newcomer writer, on the contrary, his works have a wide influence in China, China, the United States, and even English-speaking countries in the world."

Comrade Liang's last sentence is more or less suspected of bragging for Lin Weimin. The word "extensive" is a bit exaggerated, but the influence does exist. After all, the cumulative sales of his novels abroad have exceeded 200 million copies. .

In fact, it's not that Garyan doesn't understand this truth, he's just used to pulling the banner of Gallimard Publishing House, and he's used to this way of thinking.

"But Mr. Liang, you have to understand that Gallimard Publishing House has a huge market share in the French book market.

We acquired De Noel Publishing House, Round Table Publishing House, French Mercury Publishing House, as well as many small and medium-sized publishing houses such as Bookstore Company, Atlantic Publishing House, Dictionary and Encyclopedia Publishing House, Good Book Club..."

Comrade Liang felt helpless and had to correct him: "Mr. Jialiyang, does what you said have anything to do with Mr. Lin? You just want to publish his novels, not give him shares in the company."

He added: "Isn't it right for you to publish other people's novels and give them corresponding treatment and respect?"

After Comrade Liang said this, he knew that he had made a slip of the tongue. As a WS employee, he must always pay attention to etiquette and discipline, and he cannot say anything.

Another day later, Roman Gallian reappeared at the Guowen Society and gave Lin Weimin another offer.

8% royalties, first printing of [-] copies.

Lin Weimin glanced at Comrade Liang who was accompanying him, and Comrade Liang spread his hands helplessly.

Lin Weimin shook his head and sent Jiali out the door.

"Mr. Liang, do you know? Under the operation of our Gallimard Publishing House, those unknown writers and works can not only win world-renowned heavyweight awards, but also their works can be translated into various languages. It sold tens of millions of copies."

Comrade Liang said expressionlessly: "The overseas sales of Mr. Lin's novels have already exceeded 200 million copies."

After being stunned, Gary Yang was not angry. He was silent for a moment and said, "Do writers in your country love money so much?"

"I think that writers all over the world are the same. After all, people rely on manuscript fees and royalties for a living."

Comrade Liang's words left Jia Liyang speechless.

When he came back the next day, Gary Yang's attitude finally corrected, "12% royalties, [-] copies for the first print."

Lin Weimin put down the manuscript in his hand and looked up at Roman Garyan, "Mr. Garyan, apart from wasting your time these days, this quotation is the only thing you did right."

The price of 12% is in line with Lin Weimin's psychological expectations, and 15% is a bit exaggerated. He is not considered a famous artist in France.

But for negotiation, asking for a lot of money, and paying back the money when it lands.

Get it cheap and sell well!

Roman Gallian didn't know this old Chinese saying, but he thought so in his heart, if it wasn't for the urgent pressure from the domestic side, he really didn't want to pay this price.

What famous writer?
It's a Grandet!

After talking about the money, everything was easy to handle, and the two parties signed the publishing contract as quickly as possible.

After the signing was over, Roman Gallian shook hands with Lin Weimin, but the words in his mouth were full of resentment.

"Mr. Lin, you really don't look like a writer."

Lin Weimin didn't fall into his language trap, instead he said tit for tat: "Next time your company wants to publish my novel, please change it to someone else."

After the two finished speaking, they looked at each other, feeling a sense of sympathy.

"Haha! Congratulations! The cooperation between Gallimard Publishing House and Mr. Lin has been facilitated, and the unity, friendship and cultural exchanges between China and France have taken another solid step!"

Comrade Liang on the side was afraid that the two of them would start a quarrel, so he hurriedly chatted.

Unexpectedly, Lin Weimin and Roman Gallian both showed tacit smiles.

They shook hands again, "Happy cooperation! Mr. Galiyan!"

"Happy cooperation! Mr. Lin!"

(End of this chapter)