Defendant who wrote fanfiction, her husband is actually a giant in the literary world

Chapter 33 That Man!saved a publishing house
"Has it finally appeared?"

General Manager Office of Xuemei Publishing House.

Wei Dalin crossed his legs, smoking a cigarette, staring blankly at the computer screen at this moment.

And who would have thought?
The general manager of a publishing house?
Something on the computer?Is it the live broadcast that young people like?

According to stereotypes, cultural people hardly watch variety shows like this.

If they have that time, they are more willing to watch the science and education channel.

"Almost 20 years have passed!"

Wei Dalin murmured.

My thoughts suddenly went back to that time.

At that time, Xuemei Publishing House was just an unknown publishing house.

All publishing editors are looking for best-selling books that can make money all over the world.

But how can it be so easy to find books that make money?

For writers who are somewhat famous, people are more willing to publish in big publishing houses, so why should they pay attention to you?
Xuemei Publishing House, which was still a small publishing house at that time, could not compete with others.

"Da Lin, we have published three books! All three books have hit the street!"

"If we can't find any more profitable books, let's close together!"

Back then, the owner of Xuemei Publishing House.

This sentence to Wei Dalin.

up to now.

Wei Dalin's memory is still fresh.

Because I really couldn't get through that time, I was about to close down.

...............

"Hey, Xiaogang, how did you do in the exam?"

"Don't worry, Qingbei is fine."

It was a noon nearly 20 years ago. Facing the crisis of the publishing house, Wei Dalin sat by the window, because it was the day before the end of the college entrance examination, and the most frequently heard topic was the college entrance examination.

"Manager Wei, there is a new editor who has received the first draft of a good book, but the words are not many."

"If it's going to sell well, maybe with pictures."

Just when Wei Dalin was at a loss, some subordinates came to inform him.

Wei Dalin suddenly stood up and said, "Is this a fairy tale?"

There are good books.

Of course he was surprised.

However, the cost of publishing a book with pictures is definitely much higher than that of a simple text novel.

This means that after losing money, they have nowhere to turn around.

"But is there any hope for domestic fairy tales?"

"Now the best-selling fairy tale books are all from abroad."

"Our big summer, today's fairy tale books, have not improved much."

"I have never heard of a domestic fairy tale that can be done."

Thinking of this, Wei Dalin shook his head vigorously, "Is this author famous?"

"Not very famous, just a newcomer, no one knows."

Wei Dalin heard this.

All hope was lost.

It is impossible to create a domestic fairy tale.

And there was a newcomer.

It's not that they dare not use newcomers, but that they don't have the funds to try.

"Manager, I think you should read the first draft of this fairy tale?"

"Personally, I think it's still very good, and the concept is also very good."

"It is said that this author has better works."

Wei Dalin saw his subordinates and persuaded him.

I decided to read the manuscript anyway.

The manuscript that Wei Dalin recalled was obviously a few pages of text that Xu Zhenzhu took out in the live broadcast room many years later.

"Isn't this book too simple?"

"Just a few pages?"

"And the pages are so thin?"

To be honest, when Wei Dalin saw this text, he felt that this was probably a child's game of house.

It's not ancient anymore, a standard A4 paper?Is it expensive?
Before Wei Dalin watched it, he felt that it was very unreliable.

"the story"

However, when Wei Dalin opened the text and read it for a few minutes.

His expression gradually became rigid.

Slowly, the brows are also happy.

"Good story!"

"This fairy tale is very good."

"It's very meaningful."

"And it is also in line with what our nation has passed down for thousands of years."

After Wei Dalin finished taking a bowel movement, he slapped the table, stood up, and said ecstatically.

He can be the general manager.

Obviously, it came up step by step from the position of editor.

What stories can sell money, and what stories can't sell money.

He could still tell.

Wei Dalin's heart was pounding at the moment, he knew that now, Xuemei Publishing House could be saved.

"This is the conclusion."

However, when Wei Dalin saw the closing remarks.

For a moment, he frowned severely.

But not angry.

Instead, he laughed helplessly.

"Hahaha, manager, indeed, that last sentence is a bit irritating."

Wei Dalin replied with a smile, "Maybe this is a genius, the personality of a genius is different."

Followed by.

Wei Dalin replied directly to the writer.

Stamped.

to show respect for his work.

In order to publish the fairy tale "Wolf is Coming", Xuemei Publishing House almost blocked their career. No, it blocked all the company's future and assets.

If you win, you will become bigger and stronger and create greater glories.

If you lose, you will die at worst.

Oh, the soul of the sun, afraid of a ball.

"But in the end it proved that my decision was not wrong."

After Wei Dalin recalled these things, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When "Wolf is Coming" was launched, it was a big hit.

Crazy printing.

All the printing houses scrapped one of them.

Immediately afterwards, the second fairy tale of the child prodigy also came.

This is the story of "The Magic Brush Ma Liang".

It is more classic.

Exploded again.

One fairy tale after another.

One is more exciting than the other.

At last.

Relying on the works of prodigy, Xuemei Publishing House achieved the position of one of the top publishing houses in China in less than four or five months that year.

It can almost be compared with another fairy tale master Anderson's White Rabbit Publishing House.

It is worth mentioning that the master of fairy tales and the child prodigy almost appeared together, without any warning, the two of them led the entire field of fairy tales, and they were invincible all over the world.

Invincible is so lonely, a few people may criticize Master Xing's words, but basically no one can refute the words of the two writers.

"However, it is a pity that after the child prodigy sent the last copy of "Little Pony Crossing the River", he said that he would never write fairy tales again."

"I also asked this great writer, and the other party explained that he was exhausted."

obviously.

Wei Dalin didn't believe it.

Such talent.

How is it possible that all talents are exhausted?
It's probably because I'm really tired, too invincible, and too lonely.

After all, Anderson doesn't write anymore, does he?
How about a child prodigy writing a yarn?

There are no competitors anymore.

That's how lonely it is to be invincible.

But at the beginning, Wei Dalin still refused to give up the prodigy, this is a cash cow.

But no matter how much I tried to persuade him, it was of no use.

In the end, the prodigy also disappeared, and he couldn't be contacted no matter what.

but.

Just today.

Just today.

However, Wei Dalin accidentally heard something online saying that the identities of the child prodigy and Anderson seemed to have been revealed.

He watched it with great interest.

I saw the program team find out the first draft of the text step by step.

The corners of Wei Dalin's eyes also became moist.

He knew that without the child prodigy, there would be no Xuemei Publishing House today.

"Hey, Xiao Zhang, yes, call all the staff, let's have a meeting, and go to the largest conference room."

"Manager, what is the meeting discussing?"

Obviously, the assistant on the opposite side was a little puzzled.

It seems that the publishing house has not had any major events recently, right?
"There is nothing to discuss. Go and turn on the projector in the conference room. All our employees are not going to work today and will watch the live broadcast of "Exploring the Mysterious Husband"."

The assistant was shocked, "Huh?"

After all, the company clearly stipulates that during working hours, even playing match [-] games is not allowed. Why is the general manager so crazy today?Did you actually let everyone watch variety shows?

"Hehe, Xiao Zhang, do you remember what our company's culture is?"

"Of course I am grateful." The assistant said without thinking.

Wei Dalin smiled and said, "That's right, it's a heart of gratitude. We are here today to be grateful, to those who saved Xuemei Publishing House back then."

(End of this chapter)