The goddess brings the baby home, awakening the daddy system!

News soon came out of Chen Wenhan.

"Oh... Three million didn't even impress him."

"It's normal. Lao Zheng's annual royalties were more than 20 million. Can he satisfy these three million with Lin Yu's level?"

"How much royalty rate is given to him? His name is new, but his level is definitely one of the great gods. If the royalty rate is lowered, it will probably be eliminated."

Various publishers discussed it.

E-books are rampant nowadays, and paper books are not very popular.

But fairy tale books are sold well, and parents don’t want to hold a mobile phone or tablet when telling stories to their children.

Many publishers have to compete for this market.

Children's Heart Network Conference Room.

"Boss, we also have our own publishing house, and after years of development, we are not weak."

“We can totally compete!”

Chen Wenhan said.

Liang Zhirong, the boss of Tongxin.com, said: "Old Chen, although I founded Tongxin.com, I don't know much about fairy tales. Do you want to tell me from a professional perspective? "

"We may have a worse relationship with some publishing houses."

Chen Wenhan said: "The quality of these fairy tales such as Lin Yu is absolutely undeniable. Even if we pay a relatively large price, we will suffer losses in the short term, and we can make a lot of money in the long term."

"As long as he can write thirty articles like this every year, his status cannot be shaken."

"At present, such a market is not a time to be sympathetic, so we'd better not give up on such a cake."

Another editor said: "Brother Chen, what you said makes sense, but what if this is all Lin Yu has accumulated?"

"You have too high regard for the fairy tales above the thirty fairy grass in a year?"

"If he keeps energy, it's worth it. His fame will become bigger and bigger. Fame is traffic and money."

“But if he can’t write a good story anymore, it’s not worth it to grab it at a big price.”

Everyone spoke one after another.

Boss Liang Zhirong fully listened to their opinions.

"I understand what you mean."

"If Lin Yu can continue to fly, we will fly too; if we can't continue to fly, we have to follow the dirt when we go up."

Liang Zhirong said.

Chen Wenhan and the others nodded.

Liang Zhirong said: "Old Chen, please contact Lin Yu and ask him if he would like to sign a special contract with us. His total sales volume of his books is less than 500,000 copies, and the royalty rate is fifteen."

"Sales are fifty to two million copies, and the royalty rate is sixteen."

"Two million to five million volumes from seventeen points, and I will give him eighteen points after all the books accumulated more than five million volumes!"

Chen Wenhan looked at his boss in surprise.

Normally, fifteen dots have come to an end.

Their profit will be compressed a lot at eighteen points.

After all, publishing books is expense in every aspect. It would be nice if the royalty rate of an ordinary author is ten points.

The lower one is only six or seven points!

"Aren't you afraid that he won't be able to write it out in the future?"

"He should be able to sign as long as he can write it."

Liang Zhirong said.

He can give such a high royalty rate, but others can't do it. He has the Children's Heart Network, Lin's speech is getting better and better, and the Children's Heart Network will become stronger and stronger, which can make up for this aspect.

"Boss, are there any other benefits?"

"I'm afraid he may not cooperate with us only."

Chen Wenhan asked.

Liang Zhirong thought for a while and said, "We will print 300,000 copies for the first time. You can sign the contract with these 300,000 copies."

"Boss, isn't it a bit risky to print 300,000 for the first time?"

Another editorial.

Liang Zhirong: "You all think that his fairy tale is of reliable quality. Since that's the case, I believe that sales will definitely not be bad."

"Old Chen, you told him that if you add the printing in the future, as long as we open the printing, his royalties will be transferred to him immediately."

Chen Wenhan nodded.

He quickly sent a message to Lin Chen.

"A contract like this? It's interesting."

Lin Chen showed a faint smile on his face.

It’s not bad to cooperate with Tongxin.com, and he is actually happy to cooperate with Tongxin.com.

"Can."

Lin Chen quickly replied to Chen Wenhan's news.

"Boss, Lin Yu agrees!"

Chen Wenhan said happily.

Liang Zhirong: "Old Chen, this contract is very important. We have to meet him and sign the contract offline. You have an appointment with him and I will go and meet him with you."

"Um."

Chen Wenhan sent a message.

Lin Chen thought for a moment.

Now that his parents are here, he can meet Chen Wenhan and the others.

"Editor Chen, you can sign offline."

"But I want to take care of the children, I can't go far. In addition, I don't want to become famous and affect my children. You can come and sign the contract, don't take photos and spread it."

Lin Chen thought about it for a while and replied to the news.

"Take a child?"

"It seems that Lin Yu is quite young."

"Agree with him, IWe hurry up and set off. ”

Liang Zhirong smiled.

They were not in the Magic City, so they bought a plane ticket. Liang Zhirong and the others quickly went to the Magic City and they arrived in the afternoon.

"Are you boss Lin Yu?"

I was shocked to see Lin Chen, Chen Wenhan and the others.

The big guy in their eyes is so young.

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Mr. Liang, Editor. My real name is Lin Chen. Just call me my name."

Chen Wenhan and the others shook hands with Lin Chen.

"Lin Chen, I really didn't expect you to be so young."

Chen Wenhan said with emotion.

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Young people have a childlike heart, and writing fairy tales has more advantages."

Chen Wenhan nodded: "That's true. Lin Chen, I want to ask you how much time it took to create those fairy tales?"

"Less than a month."

"It's okay for me to write one every day, but I may not be so diligent in the future."

Lin Chen said.

Liang Zhirong and the others were shocked.

Chen Wenhan said in disbelief: "Lin Chen, are you sure that less than a month? Can you write one in a day?"

Lin Chen muttered in his heart.

He is not one article a day.

He can write ten articles when he is free to take care of his children.

"Um."

Lin Chen nodded.

Liang Zhirong and Chen Wenhan were very excited. It would be great if Lin Chen could maintain this level for a long time.

"Lin Chen, you only have more than thirty fairy tales of the same quality every year. I will give you a bonus of 10,000 yuan for each of them."

Liang Zhirong promised.

Lin Chen smiled and said, "Mr. Liang, thank you."

The bonus of 10,000 per article is very delicious.

Now he still has a lot of inventory given by the system. He can write ten articles every day and get a bonus of 100,000.

Of course, it is impossible to write so much every day next.

That looks too perverted.

"Lin Chen, let's sign the contract."

Chen Wenhan said that he took out the contract from the bag.

Lin Chenzai looked carefully and found no problem.

He signed his name and his pseudonym.

Liang Zhirong also signed the name and stamped the company's seal.

"Mr. Liang, Editor. Chen, you come from afar. I will treat you to a meal to the fullest friendship of the landlord."

Lin Chen smiled.

They will be in a teahouse, next to them is a restaurant.

After dinner, Lin Chen hurried home.

"Grandma, when will dad go home?"

"Xixi misses her father."

When Lin Chen arrived outside the door, he heard Lin Xiaoqian's voice.

His physique has reached ninety-three points. His physique has improved, and Lin Chen found that his hearing has improved a lot.

"Dad should be very soon."

Lin Chen’s mother Chen Mei said.

She was a little helpless, and Lin Xiaoqian asked no less than twenty times.

Lin Chen quickly opened the door.

"dad."

"Dad, I miss you so much."

Lin Xiaoqian ran happily towards Lin Chen and hugged his legs.

"Have you eaten well?"

Lin Chen bent down and picked up Lin Xiaoqian.

Lin Xiaoqian said, "Dad, I haven't finished it. It's because I have a full stomach, and it's not that the vegetables made by my grandma are not delicious."