After the divorce, she airborne hot search

In the conference area, there are nearly 100 people seated at the huge oval conference table, all of whom are leading figures in the literary world, especially the first few representatives who took the lead in speaking and discussing.

Being able to participate in the meeting with these people, for Quan Jiu, listening and learning is the most important thing.While listening to the speech in front of her, she silently matched the characters with the nameplates on the table. When she met someone whose name she had never heard of, she secretly searched for the name on her mobile phone and checked the corresponding representative works.

Seeing this, Zhao Ziwen whispered: "I don't want to bother you so much. You want to know those people. I will introduce you later. I know who they have published and what works. Live engines are not for nothing."

Quan Jiu was a little surprised, she thought Zhao Ziwen was not interested in these personnel matters, but others knew it clearly.

In fact, she got to know Zhao Ziwen again today. Before that, she had been paying more attention to the entertainment circle. She only knew that Zhao Ziwen was a well-known director, but she didn't expect that he was also famous in the literary world, especially when Zhao Ziwen published it. His own novels are indeed admirable.

It would be great if someone recommended it, but Quan Jiu didn't refuse, and thanked him with a smile, but continued with his own business.Even if someone recommends her, if she doesn't know the client at all, others won't have a good impression of her.

Zhao Ziwen saw that she was still going on, so he didn't want to disturb her, and played the game boringly.

During the nearly three hours of speeches and discussions, Quan Jiu not only had a glimpse of the direction of next year's literary creation, but also memorized the names and masterpieces of everyone present.

The meeting ended on time at twelve o'clock, and everyone entered the dining area to eat freely one after another, and the next half afternoon was the tea party time for getting to know each other and discussing.

"...the one in the blue and white sweater..."

"Zuo Long, I just want to get to know him, so I'll ask Mr. Zhao to introduce him." Quan Jiu smiled slightly.

Zhao Ziwen's heart flickered, although he had seen countless beauties, but such a peerless beauty smiled at him, still a little dazed.

Zhao Ziwen coughed to cover up, and brought Quan Jiu to Zuo Long.

"Senior Zuo, long time no see, you are getting more energetic, why is your hair thicker than last year?" Zhao Ziwen joked.

Zuo Long obviously knew him well and didn't mind, "Your kid hasn't improved in anything else, but this mouth is getting worse and worse."

His eyes fell on Quan Jiu, and he asked again, "Who is this?"

Zhao Ziwen put it off first: "Have you seen "Floating Life"?"

Zuo Long nodded doubtfully, "I went to see it with my grandson, it is indeed a good movie, and the story is well told."

Only then did Zhao Ziwen introduce with a smile: "This is Fusheng's screenwriter, nine."

Zuo Long was taken aback, "nine? The Nine Gods who caused a sensation on the Internet as soon as he returned to China? The closed disciple of the father of the world's cinema?"

The miraculous screenwriter god uploaded on the Internet is actually such a young girl?

Quan Jiu smiled modestly, and handed out his business card, "Hello Senior Zuo, just call me Quan Jiu. It's just a false name, not worth mentioning."

The close disciple of the father of film, this alone is enough to have a status.Zuo Long exchanged business cards, and praised sincerely: "Your generation has indeed produced a large number of talents, and we old men can leave the stage with peace of mind."

"Senior was joking, you are the leaders in this industry." Quan Jiu smiled, and then said again: "I have the honor to read "Wind Words" written by senior, using the rise and fall of a family to hint at the situation of two eras The change has really benefited a lot.”

Zuo Long was even more surprised, "Feng Yu is a bit of a minority. I remember that only [-] copies were published, but it was my favorite and the most thought-provoking book. You have read it, and that book is younger than me. You are still old."

Quan Jiu said with a smile: "The classics are all old works, old ones are worth tasting again and again..."

Seeing Quan Jiu's ease of use, Zhao Ziwen admired him very much, but listening to him, he finally understood Quan Jiu's intentions.

"Senior Zuo, have you ever thought about bringing Feng Yu to the screen?"

Zuo Long paused for a moment, "On the screen? You mean film and television?"

"Yes, I have an entertainment company called Chuxin Culture, which is mainly engaged in artist management, film and television adaptation, creation and publishing, etc. Fengyu's drama conflict is very suitable for adaptation into a script. If you have such an idea, why don't we discuss it in detail some other day? Let's talk."

Zuo Long was a little pleasantly surprised, but at the same time worried, "I'm definitely willing to put the stories in my mind on the screen, but now there are magic changes everywhere, and I can't bear to part with it."

Quan Jiu nodded slowly, "I understand Senior Zuo's concerns. In fact, I am also very dissatisfied with the current film and television environment. It is really heartbreaking that a lot of good IPs have been magically changed, wasting good books. Senior, if you are worried, I You can adapt the script first, and if you are satisfied, we will talk about the next step."

"Did you adapt it?" Zuo Long asked.

"If senior can afford it." Quan Jiu said with a smile.

Zuo Long nodded immediately, "I don't know about other screenwriters, but someone who can write such a good script as Fusheng, I definitely believe in your ability, that's fine, let's talk about it in detail another day."

Quan Jiu was overjoyed in his heart, and said, "Our company is currently recruiting screenwriters and signing writers. If seniors know relevant talents, they hope they can recommend them to me."

Zuo Long was a little puzzled, "It's understandable for screenwriters on duty, signed writers? Do you still have a publishing house?"

Quan Jiu explained: "Chuxin Culture is expanding its business in more fields, and the publishing industry is also one of my interests."

Zuo Long thought for a while, then smiled, "There is really someone who wants to recommend you."

He gave Quan Jiu a call and continued: "I have been rejected by the publishing house many times. I have read his novels, which are actually worthy of publication. It's just that it is difficult for new writers to get ahead because of the small fan base and the publishing industry. The competition from online media is not as good as before, so publishing houses are more willing to maintain old writers."

Quan Jiu nodded knowingly, saved the number, chatted with Zuo Long for a few more words, and finally agreed on a time for a detailed discussion on the adaptation of the novel, and then ended the topic.

After leaving, Zhao Ziwen asked: "When did you develop publishing business and copyright business?"

"Just now." Quan Jiu covered his mouth with a smile, and urged, "Hurry up, time is running out, I still have a lot of people I want to meet."

Zhao Ziwen had no choice but to ask, "Aren't you using it a bit too honestly? What benefits can I get?"

"So don't make promises casually, because it will be very troublesome to fulfill." Quan Jiu was not polite, and pushed Zhao Ziwen to chat with the next person.

......

The whole afternoon was perfectly utilized in Quan Jiu's easy socializing.Eleven copyright cooperation opportunities, five writer recommendations, and more than forty business cards were exchanged, and the harvest was quite fruitful.

Seeing that it was nearly six o'clock and the summit was about to end, Quan Jiu took the opportunity to sit in the rest area to sort out his business cards.

Zhao Ziwen sat paralyzed next to her, "This is the most tiring time since I participated in the Golden Pen Summit. I didn't even drink my saliva all afternoon."

Quan Jiu nodded perfunctorily, "I know, I know, thank you for your hard work, I will treat you to dinner another day, by the way, bring your new girlfriend with you, let me borrow it all afternoon, I should also apologize."

Zhao Ziwen paused for a moment before remembering that there was Ling Mei. Wei Lan knew that he must have been busy all afternoon, but this Ling Mei had a headache.

"You took the beauty away, you have to pay me a beauty." Zhao Ziwen was lying.

Quan Jiu smiled lightly, "Don't you still have a bunch of beauties, you still have the nerve to let me have them."

Zhao Ziwen choked and had nothing to say.

"Ziwen, I've been looking for you all afternoon, and you're hanging out with this vixen."

A harsh accusation sounded in the rest area.