Chapter 1038 Unloading and Killing Donkeys! Divine Doctor Manuscript!

Dark can be said to be a top-notch existence in the author circle, and his fame has long been out of the circle.

His mystery is known to all.

Not only that, I heard from Dark's editor that Dark himself has a bad temper and is very impatient.

Many publishing houses did not cooperate with the activities and never showed up.

So at that time, on the terms Dark requested to be added to the contract, Donghuang had the intention to cooperate deeply with him. In order to show his sincerity, he did not bargain and agreed directly.

Right now, Zhao Xinran's words are too aggressive. If he angers Dark and doesn't cooperate with them in the future, it will definitely be a big loss for Dong Huang.

So instead of executing it right away, the staff looked at the broker.

Seeing this, Zhao Xinran frowned, "What do you think she's doing? Didn't you hear me?"

The agent said quickly: "Miss, don't be angry yet."

After she finished speaking, she looked at the staff, "Tell Dark that the price of the poster will be doubled, and 'Jiang Zhao' must be in the C position, let's see how he responds."

The staff nodded.

Here, Gu Mang narrowed his eyes when he received the news.

Hit her with money?

The nature of this kind of thing is equivalent to bringing money into the group and asking for extra drama.

Gu Mang has worked in the entertainment industry, although she is behind the scenes, she has heard a lot about this kind of operation.

The final result is that the film and television dramas have been transformed into a mess.

She pressed one hand on the small drawing board, and stepped on the sofa with one leg bent, her posture was arrogant, and she was still in three words: "According to the script."

The staff glanced at the phone, and then the screen turned to the agent, "Sister Tong, I still didn't agree."

Zhao Xinran was also used to being praised, and it was smooth sailing. He had what he wanted. He was rejected twice, and his face was a little ugly.

The Zhao family can be regarded as a wealthy family in the capital, and Donghuang is in a three-legged confrontation with the other two major media companies in the capital.

As the daughter of the boss of Donghuang, Zhao Xinran is also used to being praised. After entering the entertainment industry, it is smooth sailing, and she can have whatever she wants.

Now being rejected twice by a small author, her face is a little ugly.

An Tong lowered his eyes and thought.

Even if Dark was famous in the author circle, Donghuang bought his copyright to feed him.

No concessions are made now, it is nothing more than wanting to sit on the ground and raise the price to make a little more.

There is no need to make too much trouble for things that money can solve.

What's more, Dark's IP value is very high now, and if they want to cooperate in the future, they must maintain a superficial relationship.

An Tong looked at the staff, "Tell him three times the price."

"Okay." The staff continued to convey, but after waiting for ten minutes, the other party did not reply.

The staff glanced at An Tong at a loss, and sent another message: [D God? 】

After another five minutes of waiting, the phone was silent and there was no reply.

This attitude is refusal to cooperate.

The whole lounge was dead silent.

Zhao Xinran sat on the sofa,

Squinting, "Do you really think that everyone has to listen to him? The poster doesn't need his, go find the artist again, and my name on the poster should be in front of Sheng Ting."

Is this to skip Dark directly?

"Miss, this can't be done." An Tong frowned and looked at Zhao Xinran, "Let Dark know, even if it offends people completely, it may be difficult to cooperate in the future."

And Zhao Xinran doesn't have to argue with Sheng Ting, after all, she doesn't have the fame of Sheng Ting, and pressing Sheng Ting can easily backfire.

"Originally, Dark's fans were not optimistic about you. If you offend Sheng Ting's fans again, we will not be able to control public opinion." An Tong had a headache.

They were ready to veto the matter to the lawyers, just to scare Dark.

No matter how powerful Dark is, he is only a small author, and this place in the capital depends on connections and background.

When I met a professional team of lawyers, it was the team of gold medal lawyer Jiang Shenyuan.

She didn't believe that Dark wasn't afraid.

What's more, if Donghuang wants to block an author, it's just a matter of one sentence, if Dark is not stupid, he knows not to court death.

When the time comes, give a jujube a slap in the face, and the veto will be over.

Future contracts can even continue to squeeze Dark and gain more initiative.

But if they change the poster and find a lawyer again, no one can bear to be trampled twice in a short period of time, and the dog will jump over the wall when he is anxious.

Zhao Xinran squinted his eyes, "This is your business, what does it have to do with me, it's your ability to do it well."

"Miss, I..."

An Tong hasn't finished speaking yet.

Zhao Xinran interrupted her, "Sheng Ting's side, as long as he posts a Weibo, his fans will be obedient. As for Dark, I know that the company wants to continue to cooperate with him, and I haven't had any works for two years, and I still expect him to do it. What valuable IP is it giving you?"

An Tong said: "Dark still has the film rights of two works."

Zhao Xinran said indifferently: "Then let's talk now, talk about it as soon as possible, anyway, it will take some time to start."

When the copyright is all over, just kick Dark out.

It's not like the company hasn't done this kind of thing.

After the filming started, rumors would definitely leak that she played Jiang Zhao.

The company thought about it at the time, and simply announced it officially, creating a wave of popularity.

An Tong opened his mouth, seeing that Zhao Xinran insisted, and could only say: "Okay."

...

Saturday morning.

There are some things at the Fourteenth Institute that need to be handled by Lu Chengzhou himself.

The man came out of the bathroom, Gu Mang was still sleeping.

He walked over, sat down on the edge of the bed, and pushed the loose hair on her face behind her ear.

Gu Mang felt a little itchy, and he pulled his hand away and pressed it on the bed, with two hands, one big and one small, overlapping.

Lu Chengzhou held her back and said, "I'll be back as soon as possible. Be good in Beijing and call if you have anything to do."

Gu Mang didn't speak.

"Hmm." Lu Chengzhou squeezed her slender fingertips with a little force.

Gu Mang had the urge to get up, and was tired last night, so he was a little impatient at this moment, "Well."

Lu Chengzhou looked at Gu Mang's expression that he almost gave him a kick, squinted slightly, and was about to say something when Gu Mang's cell phone rang on the bed table.

He glanced at the sleepy girl, picked up the phone, and showed Philo on the caller ID.

As soon as the call was connected, Fei Luo's voice came over, "Gu Mang, I'm leaving now. I'll be there at about ten o'clock. Is there any time for you?"

Lu Chengzhou lowered his eyes and looked at the girl with warm eyes, and said to the phone, "Wait a minute."

Over there, Ferro was stunned when he heard the male voice.

Then I heard Lu Chengzhou's softer voice, "Editor-in-chief Ferro arrives at ten o'clock, can you get up?"

Gu Mang closed his eyes, "What time is it now?"

Lu Chengzhou: "Eight thirty."

Gu Mang: "Okay."

Lu Chengzhou pondered for a second, then held the phone and said, "I will send someone to pick you up. We will have dinner at the Imperial Garden at noon. If the interview time is not enough, you can continue in the afternoon."

Fei Luo hurriedly said: "Don't bother Mr. Lu, I'll take a taxi by myself."

"No trouble." Lu Chengzhou said: "You can send the hotel address to Gu Mang's mobile phone."

If Fei Luo refused to refuse, he should do it.

Hanging up the phone, Lu Chengzhou put down the phone and touched Gu Mang's face, "I can sleep for another hour."

Gu Mang opened his eyes and looked at him, "How many days are you going?"

Lu Chengzhou raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Can you bear me?"

Gu Mang was silent, "I'll ask."

"If you can't bear it, you can't bear it, old couple, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Lu Chengzhou dragged his tone.

Gu Mang: "You are old."

"That's why I love young people." Lu Chengzhou pinched her soft earlobes, "You should also respect the old."

Gu Mang: "..."

OK, there are still a lot of tricks.

"I haven't seen the specific situation yet, so I don't know how many days." Lu Chengzhou said, "I'll send you a message when I get there."

Both are doing research, but in different fields.

Gu Mang knows that sometimes it is a headache to encounter problems that cannot be broken through, and he does not know when it will be solved.

She lifted the quilt and sat up.

Seeing this, Lu Chengzhou was stunned and looked at her strangely, "What's wrong?"

Gu Mang's voice was a little low, "Go wash and have breakfast."

Lu Chengzhou looked at her back as she walked to the bathroom and laughed.

I also knew that I had breakfast with him before he left.

...

When Fei Luo arrived at the Imperial Garden.

Lu Chengzhou had already left.

Lu Qi led the person to the door of the study, knocked on the door, heard Gu Mang's voice, and pushed it away, "Editor Fei Luo, please come in."

"Thank you." Philo nodded politely.

Inside, Gu Mang was sitting on the sofa chair, talking on the phone, with a pile of documents at his hand.

"There will be a meeting on Monday, and I will organize the information and bring it to you." Gu Mang said.

There seems to be another question over there.

Gu Mang flipped through the information on the table, and then stopped flipping, "There is an electronic version, I'll send it to you later."

Ferro walked to the couch next to Gu Mang and sat down, with his briefcase beside him.

Lu Qi poured him a cup of tea, "Please."

Philo nodded and lowered his voice in thanks.

Lu Qi turned around and went out.

Gu Mang told the other side of the phone a few issues that needed to be resolved at the meeting next Monday, and asked everyone to prepare relevant materials.

About five minutes passed.

"Well." Gu Mang answered the phone, hung up, threw the phone on the table, and looked at Fei Luo, "Sorry, I'll send some information, you sit first."

Philo said: "OK."

The electronic version is on Gu Mang's computer, and her computer is in the small study in the master bedroom.

She got up and went back to the master bedroom.

The door to the study closed, leaving Ferro alone.

He took out a notepad, laptop and voice recorder from his briefcase, as well as a camera, and prepared what he needed for an exclusive interview for a while.

He put the things on the table, and his eyes flickered across the stack of old wood-colored papers on the table.

His line of sight moved slightly, and a "black and red gradient line snake emblem" logo in the lower right corner of the paper suddenly enlarged under his eyes.

He stared straight at the papers, his eyes were full of shock, and after a few seconds, he finally regained his senses.

He didn't even care about the impolite behavior of touching other people's things without their permission, and stretched out his hand stiffly to pick up those old papers from the pile of materials.

Fero looked at the familiar font above, his eyes trembling violently.

Divine Doctor Manuscript!

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[Author's words: Remember to enter the group as soon as possible to send an address to the management. The group number is in the previous chapter. I will send the courier in the afternoon. If it is too late, I will wait for next year.]

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