daily drama

Chapter 150

Dave Manor.

Two days later.

Science tool man Adam drove back to New York.

"Adam, call back quickly. Your phone, no, it's mine, is about to explode."

As soon as I arrived at Apartment 520, I heard Monica screaming frantically.

"Who?"

Adam was curious.

"The editor-in-chief of Random House."

Monica said frantically: "I told him that you have something to go out, and he made ten phone calls a day to ask, is he still letting people live?"

"Don't get excited, I'll be right back."

Adam picked up the phone and called Jack Cerf, the editor-in-chief of Random House: "Jack, it's me. Is there anything you can do to find me so urgently? OK, I'll go over now."

After hanging up the phone, Adam got up and was about to leave.

"Hello?!"

Monica stopped Adam and said frantically, "Shouldn't you tell me what the hell he's looking for you? It's like a ghost?"

"He is really a ghost!"

Adam smiled bitterly: "He came to me because of the publication of the second part of the Lord of the Mysteries."

"call."

When Monica heard this, she felt very comfortable. She got out of the way, and complained, "It's over if I said it earlier. It's so mysterious that I don't need to tell you. I can't eat or sleep well."

"Feel sorry."

Adam apologized: "I left him the phone number here before, and this time I will tell him not to call the phone number here again."

"It's actually okay."

Monica smiled embarrassedly and said: "He found me here after he called your apartment and couldn't get through. I just couldn't stand his ink stains, so he refused to tell me anything, and kept calling to remind me. "

Random House.

Editor-in-Chief's Office.

"Our great writer is here, please take a seat, tea or drink?"

Jack Cerf was very enthusiastic.

"Tea is fine."

Adam accepted this enthusiasm frankly.

Because he deserves it.

Whoever can bring benefits is the boss. This is an unbreakable truth.

"Linda, serve tea, good tea."

Jack immediately pressed the intercom and told the secretary.

"Congratulations, the 10 copies of the second edition of Lord of the Mysteries have been sold out, and the feedback from various channels has been very positive. We are planning to release 50 copies of the third edition, and we will distribute all the copies."

Jack laughed and said, "Over at Dark Horse Company, the sales of the comics of the Lord of the Mysteries are also extremely hot. There are already more film and television production companies trying to approach us."

"Don't talk about film and television copyright for now."

Adam was very satisfied with this, thought for a while and said: "The current special effects are not enough to show the world of the Lord of Mysteries well, let's wait a little longer, and novels sold with 10 copies, and novels sold with 50, 100 million, 500 million copies It's not a concept at all, let's talk about it after the number of novels released."

"Alright."

Jack naturally understood this truth.

The reason why he mentioned it was because he had the mentality of giving it a try. If the deal was facilitated, the money that the film and television production gave him alone would be really sweet.

After all, the release of the Lord of the Mysteries and the development of special effects technology require a lot of time. By that time, who knows if he is still in place.

But he is also a smart man who knows when enough is enough.

When Adam came to the door, he directly pointed out the means by which second-hand dealers make poor money.

It’s okay to mention it, but if the attitude is too enthusiastic or even unrelenting, then you are a fool.

The sales of the Lord of Mysteries are booming, and the expected revenue has skyrocketed, and he has already registered with the company. At this time, Adam has been annoyed, and he is definitely the one who is unlucky.

"Adam, is the second part of Lord of the Mysteries finished?"

"not yet."

Adam shook his head.

"That must be done quickly."

Jack urged: "The release of the new book will greatly promote the old book. We have made a series of publicity plans, but we are waiting for your second book. When will the manuscript be delivered?"

"Uh."

Adam thought for a while: "Before summer vacation?"

"no!"

Jack categorically denied: "It's too late, do you know how good the situation is now? It would be too wasteful not to strike while the iron is hot, and many of your loyal fans are writing to us, strongly urging you to publish the second part as soon as possible, even There are extreme fans who asked us for your address and said they would come to ask for advice."

"You didn't give it?"

Adam was taken aback.

In his previous life, he had heard of sending blades to remind him to change, but it was all a joke.

But this is the country of the United States, a happy and free country. If extreme fans say they want to come to ask for advice, they are really not joking.

"Of course it's impossible."

Jack shook his head and said: "However, I advise you to submit your manuscript and publish the book as soon as possible, otherwise fans who are waiting in a hurry may really come to you. Even if we don't provide the address, they have great powers. If they really want to find you, they may not be able to find you." .”

"Ok."

The corner of Adam's mouth twitched. Although he knew that Jack was exaggerating, he still decided to speed up the progress.

Now his stamina has reached the level of your show, and he is still full of energy and radiance after several nights of sleepless nights. I really think that the speed of coding is very fast.

It's just that the salty fish habit he developed in his previous life has always affected him, making him lose motivation after typing thousands of words every day.

Isn't it delicious to read and study, hunt games, chat with friends, and fight with goblins?

But thinking about the recent period of time, buying a car, buying a cabin in the forest to modify, buying a gun, buying medical equipment, and a comprehensive upgrade of basic necessities of life, etc., really cost money like water.

If you don't make money, you really feel a sense of urgency.

In this way, his salty fish days seem to be gone forever.

After leaving Random House and returning to Apartment 520, everyone's eyes widened when they told the story, especially Rachel.

“还要再版50万本？我记得上次你二版10万本，你拿到了50万的版税吧？50万本岂不是250万？”

"It's about the same, but it's not exactly 250 million, and there are still fractions."

Adam explained.

"A lot of money."

"Is writing a book really that profitable?"

"Why don't I have the talent to write books?"

The crowd was overwhelmed with emotion.

"no!"

Rachel stood up suddenly, startled and shouted: "I'm also a writer, and I want to be famous and make a lot of money. I'm going to write a book now."

After finishing speaking, he sneaked into the bedroom and went to create.

Adam is not optimistic about this. Rachel really doesn't have any perseverance. Don't look so excited now, it's because of the stimulation of Adam's huge income. When she wakes up from sleep, she finds that her writing is not smooth, and she will definitely start fishing again up.

Three in the morning.

Heather woke up in a daze, and found that her chest was empty. This was an experience she had never experienced after being with Adam. She was very uncomfortable. She closed her eyes and stretched out her hand to touch the side. There was nothing, and she opened it immediately. Eye.

"Adam?"

Heather called out, but no one responded. A ray of light came in through the crack of the door. She rubbed her eyes and opened the door of the bedroom. The living room light was on, and a figure was typing at the desk.

clatter!clatter!clatter!

Heather listened for a while, and suddenly she wasn't sleepy again...

(End of this chapter)