Chapter 245: Anger

"Teacher Luo, after all, you are not a double champion like Yao Chongjing, nor a senior veteran like Shengsi Zhenjun. Although you are a martial arts master, you do not have a very convincing sales proof. Besides, you must know the status of "Xia Ke Jiang Hu" in the martial arts novel industry. Our company and our magazine are undoubtedly your best choice."

On the other end of the phone, Yang Qing's voice also quietly carried a hint of soft and hard threats.

As soon as the news of the classic era came out, martial arts masters came out one after another. At this time, it was a godsend opportunity to lower the price. As the most cost-effective editor-in-chief of "Xia Ke Jiang Hu", how could Yang Qing not seize it?

She knew Luoyang would be unhappy.

No one would be happy, but Yang Qing still felt that everything was under her control.

These martial arts masters have been red-eyed in order to impact the martial arts master award of the classic era. The opportunity is very rare.

But unfortunately, this time she met Luoyang.

She thought Luoyang chose "Xia Ke Jiang Hu" because their company is big and the platform is big.

It's a pity that Luoyang chose "Xia Ke Jiang Hu" just for the sake of his second uncle. For him, the so-called platform is not that important.

Otherwise, when "Xia Ke Magazine" under Xia Ke Jiang Hu was on the verge of bankruptcy, he would not have resolutely taken action, because anyone with a discerning eye could see that if "Seven Weapons" was published in "Wulin Feng" instead, the impact would only be greater.

As for the award...

To be honest, Luoyang really wants it.

But this desire is not that strong.

Compared with those martial arts masters who have been waiting for awards for several years, he can be said to have no desires.

"Editor-in-Chief Yang, if you still want to lower the price, I think our cooperation will end here." Luoyang's voice was very light.

"We quoted 12,000 per thousand words before, but you just wiped out 2,000. The difference seems small, but in fact, I lost more than one million because of it. I believe you know this account better than me."

Yes, some people would say that the difference between 12,000 per thousand words and 10,000 per thousand words is not big, it's just 2,000 yuan less.

But in fact, if 12,000 per thousand words is changed to 10,000 per thousand words, the total loss of royalties for the book "Legend of Lu Xiaofeng" with a total of 700,000 words will be about 1.4 million.

1.4 million, wiped out in a casual manner.

Not to mention that he had to give up the copyright of his work for the magazine serialization.

He didn't care much about money, but he didn't like being threatened by others, and he didn't like being tricked by others. This trick played by Yang Qing undoubtedly made him very unhappy.

Yang Qing said confidently: "Teacher Luo, you have been on the Dragon Country Writers Rich List with royalties of over 100 million, do you still care about the few million?"

Luoyang was so angry this time that he laughed: "I have royalties of over 100 million, so I don't care about being ripped off by you for a few million? What kind of logic is this, Editor-in-Chief Yang? Is it my fault that I have money?"

After writing a book "Legend of Lu Xiaofeng", I only made a few million.

According to the other party, I might as well write books for them for free, why would I ask for royalties.

"Teacher Luo, we don't lack martial arts masters to contribute, but we respect every martial arts master, so we will discuss with you so patiently, and hope you can understand that choosing to cooperate with us is also for your benefit."

Yang Qing's attitude was still tough, and his words were full of threats.

"Hehe."

Luoyang pulled the corner of his mouth and hung up the phone.

He was too lazy to chat with such a moral bitch. Such people like to call him "you" all the time. They seem to be very cultured and respect themselves verbally, but in fact, they do not respect him at all.

And to be honest, people who make magazines are half-literati, and it is rare to be so mercenary.

For Luoyang, it's just a matter of changing a platform to publish, but it's a pity that his uncle's help didn't help.

Just after putting down the phone, the screen lit up again. Luoyang thought it was Yang Qing who called back. Just as he was about to hang up, he found that the caller was his assistant Hua Qi.

He answered the phone.

As soon as the call was connected, Hua Qi's voice came over: "Boss, have you talked to Editor-in-Chief Yang?"

Luoyang said: "If you don't agree, you can't say anything."

Hua Qi smiled and said: "Just today, at least five martial arts masters contacted their "Xia Ke Magazine". After all, the most suitable platform for serialization in the industry is "Xia Ke Magazine."

Luoyang understood.

Hua Qi was reminding Luoyang why Yang Qing dared to bargain with him.

Today, at least five martial arts masters have contacted them. As time goes by, the number will increase, and "Xia Ke Magazine" will naturally become more confident.

In other words, in the eyes of "Xia Ke Jiang Hu", his status is no different from that of a spare tire.

After all, most martial arts masters rely on sales to support their careers, and he is a rookie in the martial arts novel industry, and he has no sales proof, so his importance is naturally discounted.

"From now on, there is no need to cooperate with this magazine." Luoyang said lightly.

Hua Qi nodded decisively, and in his heart he mourned for "Xia Ke Jiang Hu" for three seconds - he was on the boss's blacklist, and he was afraid that he would have to suffer in the future.

"Also, let's spread the news of my book opening. Whoever contacts me first will go to whichever one." Luoyang said.

"Puff..." Hua Qi almost choked on her own saliva when she heard this. She was a little confused: "Whoever contacts first will go to whichever company? Is the boss like you? You are too willful..."

"Well, willful?"

Luoyang thought about it and it seemed to be true.

He pondered and said: "Then we..."

Before Luoyang finished speaking, Hua Qi said: "It's very simple. Acquire a magazine company and serialize it ourselves, boss! Why should we let those magazines make money!"

"Acquire a magazine company?"

Luoyang frowned and said: "There is no need to be so troublesome. Contact them first and decide when you find a suitable platform."

"Okay then..."

Hua Qi could only agree. Luoyang didn't like to actively expand his career. As an assistant, Hua Qi also expressed helplessness. It's not easy to have a boss who doesn't fight with the world.

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The next day, Luoyang called Luo Dashan to explain: "Second Uncle, I turned down the contract for "The Legend of Sword and Fairy"..."

Before Luoyang finished speaking, Luo Dashan affirmed: "It's okay, I know everything, Second Uncle supports you, it's the company that went too far, the price they gave you is the lowest among the martial arts masters, it's simply bullying."

"That's good..."

Luoyang breathed a sigh of relief, and chatted with Luo Dashan for a few more words, and suddenly heard some noisy sounds coming from Luo Dashan's side.

"Luo Dashan, why haven't you moved the office yet? You've been busy making phone calls. Can you move faster? The editor-in-chief is urging you."

Luoyang frowned: "Second Uncle, is there anything going on over there?"

"Well, don't worry about it, I'll hang up first, and talk later..." Luo Dashan said hurriedly.

Luoyang's mind was spinning so fast that he thought of something almost instantly. His face looked a little ugly: "Uncle, have you been harassed by someone in the company?"

"Nothing, don't worry..." Luo Dashan said a little embarrassedly.

"Tell me." Luoyang's voice was very serious.

Luo Dashan sighed, knowing that he could not hide it anymore. His nephew was not easy to fool.

"The company asked me to persuade you to accept the price. I am your uncle. Even if I lose my job, I can't let my nephew down. So I refused the company's request. As a result, I was transferred by the higher-ups to do printing at the grassroots level."

Listening to the bitter smile of his uncle on the phone, Luoyang's hand holding the phone suddenly became stronger.

"Luo Dashan, you are still calling, can you hang up? If you don't move these broken materials, do you expect me, the editor-in-chief, to move them for you?"

There was another woman's voice on the other end of the phone. Luoyang recognized it at once. It was the voice of the female editor-in-chief, Yang Qing.

Luoyang's voice suddenly calmed down: "Second uncle, give your editor the phone."

"Luoyang..."

"Give it to her."

"Okay..." Luo Dashan hesitated for a moment and agreed.

Ten seconds later, Yang Qing's voice came from the phone: "Teacher Luo, hello, have you thought about what I said last night? If you think about it, we will repay you."

When Yang Qing said the word "repay", he obviously emphasized his tone, as if he was referring to something.

Luoyang suddenly smiled.

But this smile was not warm at all.

He spoke word by word: "I just want to tell you two things now."

"First, my second uncle will resign because he will be the editor-in-chief of my magazine."

"Second, no matter how many martial arts masters you "Xia Ke Jiang Hu" find, I will let you know who is the emperor of this arena."

(The third update, happy birthday to classmate Ye Ye Hua Chao*^◎^*)