Self-cultivation of entertainment bigwigs

Chapter 182
To be honest, Zhao Qian never thought of selling the copyright of the prodigal boy.

Because Prodigal Boy is an urban novel, the game copyright of urban novels is very difficult to sell. There are no highlights in the adaptation itself, and there is no clear upgrade system like fantasy fairy tales.

If it is a film and television copyright, maybe there is still some possibility.

Zhao Qian was dubious: "Brother Dong, are you serious?"

It's just that I didn't expect such a good thing to happen to me. If I can really sell the game copyright, even if it's because of the genre, it's acceptable to sell it cheaper.

Among the many copyrights of novel IPs, the most valuable ones are games and film and television.

It is said that the novel IP Dongge sold to Perfect Company back then sold for half a billion!
Zhao Qian didn't expect to sell that much. After all, his current reputation is incomparable with Dong Ge's, and there is still a big gap in commercial value.If it can be sold for several million, I will be satisfied.

"I'm not going to lie to you with this kind of news."

Brother Dong was not worried and waved his hand: "You know the popularity of Prodigal Boy. Although the book is finished now, it is still among the top [-] best-sellers in the city, let alone the previous Baidu Index. They are interested in It’s this heat.”

Zhao Qian fell into deep thought, which seemed to make sense.

When Dawan's publishing house bought the physical copyright of its own novels, it also bought it because of the popularity.Later, it was confirmed that they did not make a mistake in buying it. More than 1 copies were sold in the pre-sale alone. When the physical book is released, there will be another wave of sales.

They made big money!
Now Perfection probably has the same idea.

Glancing at Zhao Qian's bewildered expression, Brother Dong continued: "Of course, that's all he said at the time. As for whether to buy it in the end, I'm not sure. I just know the news and let you know."

Zhao Qian naturally understood, and said gratefully: "I see, thank you!"

Dong Ge said with a smile: "Okay, you just know what you have in mind. I'll go over to say hello to a few old friends first, and you can eat slowly."

He left with a smile, and walked towards Tang San and CEO Qihang.

"Okay, see you later, Brother Dong." Zhao Qian nodded and said.

It's just that I can't help but feel agitated, if the news is true...

Well, you can't be too happy too early, even if Perfect wants to buy it, you have to negotiate with Qihang first, otherwise it's all fake.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qian became much calmer.

"Love letter, over here!"

At this time, some urban authors waved to him.

It's the guy with the flower hat, his flat head and Mandarin with a dialect accent, which is very distinctive.

This guy worked in Shanghai before, and he is very familiar with this place. In addition, he is doing sales work and can speak well. He is much more tactful than Zhao Qian, a socially awkward dead otaku.

Zhao Qian smiled and walked over to greet everyone: "Hello, everyone!"

Urban Wanding Dashen has the most channels among so many channels. Except for a few who really don't have time to come, the number of people exceeds 20, which seems to be very lively.

Seeing him coming, everyone laughed and booed:

"Damn, what did Brother Dong whisper just now, the love letter boss?"

"I guess some PY deal was reached..."

"Seek PY transaction!"

"I'm envious of the love letter boss who can trade with Dong Ge PY!"

"..."

"My gods, stop laughing at me."

Zhao Qian was thin-skinned, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "It's okay if there is a PY deal, but the problem is that Brother Dong doesn't like me. Originally, I planned to hug my thigh to see if I could get another wave of uniform booking, but unfortunately I didn't have a chance ah!"

This remark was unanimously despised by everyone: "Mom sells batches, the bosses have ordered more than 2 yuan, and it's too little. How can I wait for the street just over [-] yuan?"

These words were heard by those authors who had just over a hundred subscriptions, and they didn't know what would happen...

Zhao Qian looked at Qingsong who had been smiling all the time, and said, "Boss Qingsong, it's the first time we meet, thank you for taking care of me before."

Speaking of which, it was the first time for him to see a real person of Qingsong, and he hadn't even seen a photo before, but his first impression of Qingsong was good.

Qingsong joked humorously: "I ask you to take care of me. When the editor-in-chief came just now, I asked me to curry favor with you, telling you not to let you change jobs."

Everyone laughed when they heard the words.

Although this is a joke, it is true. If Zhao Qian quits, it will definitely be a big loss for Qihang.With his strength, no matter which website he goes to, he is an absolute master, even the highest website.In Qihang, sooner or later he will be the highest, so the officials have to spend their time to win over him.

In front of everyone, it's not good for Zhao Qian to talk too much with Qingsong, so let's chat in private when we have a chance.

Everyone chatted for a while, and then went about their own activities.

After all, it's buffet time, so let's fill up our stomach first.

Speaking of which, the food in this star hotel is indeed not comparable to that of cheap buffet restaurants.Whether it is the appearance or the taste, it is much better than the ordinary restaurants outside.

However, Zhao Qian didn't have much appetite, and he was almost full after eating some fruit salad and cake dessert, which made the flower hat next to him feel contemptuous.

In his words, since the Qihang official pays the bill anyway, it is natural to eat as much as you can, otherwise you will lose a lot.

Zhao Qian also wanted to eat like crazy, but his stomach was not strong enough. Today, he flew a long distance and went back and forth, so he was somewhat tired.This has nothing to do with jet lag, it's purely a personal physical problem. I usually feel too tired at school, and I feel tired when I go out for a walk, let alone this kind of travel fatigue.

After eating, he went back to his room to rest, after thinking about it, he decided to call Li Wanqing.

"Hey, have you eaten yet?" Zhao Qian asked.

Li Wanqing replied: "I have eaten. I just went to the hotel restaurant to eat some local dishes. The taste is not bad. By the way, I packed a portion for supper. Are you full? If you are not full, I have something to eat!"

Zhao Qian said: "No need, I just came up after eating, I thought you didn't eat on time, so I called and asked, since I ate, it's fine."

Just about to hang up the phone, she suddenly heard Li Wanqing exclaim: "Hey, it's snowing!"

"Ah?!" Zhao Qian didn't react for a while, and looked out the window, and sure enough, there were not too big or small snowflakes floating in the air.

The first time I saw snow was on a winter night in Shanghai.

Reach out the window and catch a snowflake, it's icy cold.

Li Wanqing's excited and rapid breathing could be heard through the phone. Zhao Qian hesitated and said, "How about going down for a walk?"

"Okay!" Li Wanqing happily agreed.

Zhao Qian quickly reminded: "Remember to wear good clothes, don't catch a cold!"

"Understood!" Li Wanqing happily hung up the phone and put on her thick down jacket.

Standing outside the hotel door, Zhao Qian raised his head slightly, feeling the chill in the air, and couldn't help shrinking his neck.

Li Wanqing looked at the snowflakes falling all over the sky, her expression was excited, she yelled to drag Zhao Qian outside to build a snowman, she was just crazy.

People passing by looked at him with strange faces, this guy must be from the south!
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(End of this chapter)