Two days later.
The publicity for the publication of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" was already in full swing.
Zhang Ye randomly opened a few large forums. Out of the three forums, there would be one with a banner advertising "Ghost Blows Out the Light" on the front page — The originator of grave robbing novels, "Ghost Blows Out the Light", will officially arrive in all major bookstores on October 1st.
Today was already the 29th.
It would go on sale in less than two days.
The reason why it was so fast was because Zhang Ye had asked the middle-aged man from the publishing firm who had contacted him. His answer made him speechless. That person said that back then, his publishing firm had already negotiated with the Beijing Radio Station. The contract had already been drafted, and they had also made preparations for the publicity and sales. Everything was in place, but the radio station did not make any moves. It was because Zhang Ye did not agree to Deputy Station Head Jia selling the copyright at a low price. Hence, the printing and publicity plans had to be shelved. Now that they had finally obtained the copyright for "Ghost Blows Out the Light", they only needed to move their previous plans forward. Hence, the process was naturally much faster.
But "Ghost Blows Out the Light" was different. As it was not published in time, it had caused a large number of copycat works to occupy the market's resources. If it dragged on, the situation would be hard to say. If the grave robber novel market was saturated, then their publishing firm would not be able to recoup their costs. This was also something they were worried about. Hence, the moment they received the copyright, they could not wait to handle the relevant matters. They appeared even more impatient than the author, Zhang Ye.
It was a good thing that the publishing house was very concerned about it.
Zhang Ye did not need to worry about it. Since the rights were bought out, he did not need to worry about the sales. He just stayed at home and watched television leisurely.
Ring, ring, ring. The phone rang.
Seeing that it was an unknown number, Zhang Ye answered, "Hello."
"Hello, are you Teacher Zhang Ye?" It was a female voice.
"I am. Who is this?" Zhang Ye asked.
The female voice said with a sweet smile, "I'm a staff member of the Beihe Province Radio Station's copyright department. It's like this. I heard that the Beijing Radio Station has stopped broadcasting 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' for two days. Later on, there was promotion of the publication of 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' on the internet. You want to ensure sales, so you stopped broadcasting 'Late-night Ghost Stories'? I would like to ask, how many episodes of the audio version of "Ghost Blows Out the Light" are there? Is it convenient for you to disclose it? "
Zhang Ye said, "About a dozen or so episodes."
The female voice said, "Then in your opinion, can you sell the audio rights for the next ten or so episodes to our radio station? The price is negotiable. Why don't we meet and discuss it in detail? "
Zhang Ye understood, "There's no need. Before 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' is published, audio will definitely not be allowed to be broadcast. I have already discussed it with the publishing firm."
The female voice insisted, "It's alright. We can wait. 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' should be split into five or six books, right? After the last book is published, our radio station will broadcast it. We can give you 100,000 in copyright fees because there aren't many episodes left. Oh, what do you think? "
"Forget it." Zhang Ye shook his head.
"If you think the price is low, we can negotiate." The woman wouldn't hang up the phone no matter what.
"Thank you. I won't be selling it for now." Zhang Ye hung up.
But not long after, a few more phone calls came in. He did not know if the publisher or other channels had just leaked his contact information. In the end, a bunch of people from various provincial and city radio stations came to him to buy the audio rights to "Ghost Blows Out the Light". The offers were not low, and they were all willing to accept publishing it first before having the audio rights. The funniest thing was that someone from the Beijing Radio Station had also come to Zhang Ye.
"Teacher Zhang, I'm Little Li from logistics." The youth said, "We met once in an elevator. We even chatted for a while. Do you have any impression?"
Of course, Zhang Ye did not have any impression, but he said, "Oh, Little Li. I know."
The youth first sighed before saying, "The higher-ups got me to discuss the licensing of 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' with you. I know you had some conflicts with the station, but no matter what, 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' is still your program. It's your child. It was also brought up by you. Now, this novel is already deeply rooted in our radio station. The listeners also recognize this brand. With this stop, many listeners are no longer willing. Our official website has been flooded several times. I believe you definitely do not wish to see such a situation. The listeners want 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' to be rebroadcast." Upon hearing this, Zhang Ye could not help but laugh.
"Yes, I do not wish to see it, but it's not because I want to leave. As long as there's a way, as long as the station's leaders give me a way out, I want to see 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' finish broadcasting. There's a beginning and an end, but I have no other choice. You don't have to flatter me or use the listeners to pressure me. Listeners who like my novel can buy the books for 'Ghost Blows Out the Light'. As for those friends who only like to listen to audio on the radio, when the final story of 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' is published, the listeners will also hear it on the radio station. But I guarantee that it will not be the Beijing Radio Station!"
He hung up the phone and did not speak any further!
Zhang Ye thought to himself that all of you are funny. The ones who forced me away were all of you, and now you are shamelessly asking for my authorization and copyright? How shameless do you have to be!?
And the other radio stations must have also banned Zhang Ye. Although Zhang Ye did not submit his resume to any radio station, it was obvious that if he submitted it, no one would dare to accept it. But now? You have banned me, and you still want my copyright? I've been taken advantage of by all of you!
Not for sale!
Zhang Ye rejected all of them!
But if he thought about it seriously, be it the other radio stations or the Beijing Radio Station, for them to find him desperately wanting to buy the copyright of 'Ghost Blows Out the Light', or even the audio rights to a program with only a dozen episodes left, meant that many people in the industry thought highly of this novel. Or it could be said that the industry knew how excellent 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' was. Zhang Ye had relied on 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' to break the late-night segment's listenership ratings! Number one in the country at the same time slot! He was the record holder for the country's midnight late-night slot! Even the Central Radio Station's late-night slot could not beat Zhang Ye! What sort of legend was this? Everyone in the radio station knew that with 'Ghost Blows Out the Light', it was equivalent to having a listenership rating! Even if there were only a dozen episodes left, even if there were only a few episodes left, even if it was a late-night segment, 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' was still 'Ghost Blows Out the Light'. It was not something that other late-night segments could compare to! Hence, they were scrambling to buy the authorization. The Beijing Radio Station had even come over shamelessly!
Not long later, the phone rang again.
Zhang Ye did not plan on picking it up, as he knew it was probably someone from the radio station. But when he saw the number, he gave a wry smile and had no choice but to pick it up.
"Hello, Little Zhang." It was the Beijing Radio Station's Literature Channel's Director, Zhao Guozhou, "What are you doing? Why did you take so long to pick up? Hur Hur, don't tell me you're still sleeping? "
Zhang Ye coughed, "No, Director Zhao. I woke up a long time ago. I was on the phone for an hour."
Zhao Guozhou understood, "They are all looking for you to buy the audio rights, right?"
"That's right." Zhang Ye said, "You even guessed it?"
Zhao Guozhou said faintly, "It's not that I guessed it, I know it. I called you because of this matter. You just rejected the people from the logistics department, right? The higher-ups are not willing to let go of 'Ghost Blows Out the Light', so they sent me to find you. They also know that you and the station leaders are like fire and water, so they wanted me to discuss the price with you. It's a market economy, after all. They want money to do the talking. "
Zhang Ye was just about to speak. "Leader, I …"
Zhao Guozhou laughed, "Listen to me first. You don't need to say anything to me to know that they don't understand you. I think I understand you, kid. If you could swallow the humiliation and sell 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' back for a bit of money, then you wouldn't be Zhang Ye. You wouldn't have said that 'Dead Water' in front of so many people. They think too simply of you, Little Zhang. Hence, I did not plan on persuading you to sell the copyright. I just called to ask about your recent situation. Seeing how your publishing side is doing so well, I can rest assured. After all, you are someone that I, Zhao Guozhou, brought up. I have to bear the majority of the responsibility for not protecting you." Zhao Guozhou smiled.
"Director Zhao, look at what you are saying." Zhang Ye did not like what he heard, "How can this be blamed on you? Every injustice has its perpetrator, and every debt has its debtor. I know this very well." With a pause, he said, "Actually, I have already told Little Li from logistics that I will not sell the rights to anyone but the Beijing Radio Station. But … as long as you say the word, you can take the audio rights away. I won't take a single cent. When the last book is published, it will continue to be broadcast by the Literature Channel!"
Zhao Guozhou was also silent for a moment. Zhang Ye's words had touched him. In all fairness, Zhao Guozhou had only guided Zhang Ye in, and had not helped him much in many aspects. But even so, Zhang Ye was still a person who valued relationships. Zhang Ye had previously told Zhao Guozhou in the office that a drop of kindness should be repaid with a gushing spring. Clearly, it was not just for show. He had really done it!
However, Zhao Guozhou could not accept it!
He was not a person without a sense of propriety!
"Little Zhang, as long as you say that, it's enough. Alright, I, Zhao Guozhou, did not choose the wrong person." Zhao Guozhou told him the truth, "You can sell the audio rights to anyone, but not here. I have already received news that if 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' were to obtain the authorization again, it would be handed over to Jia Yan to be the host. The last ten or so episodes that you had previously recorded would be deleted. If Jia Yan were to record it, the station would have to use all their resources to support him."
"I got it. Thank you, Director Zhao." Zhang Ye suddenly remembered, "Right, how's Tian Bin? I heard that he was removed from his program? "
"Why are you suddenly concerned about Little Tian?"
"I was just asking casually."
"Little Tian has already resigned. He left the day before yesterday. He should be at home waiting for work. I heard that the situation is not good, so the radio station did not want him. After all, he does not have any qualifications or results. Hai, actually, why are the two of you fighting for so long? In the end, someone else came up."
"Can you give me Tian Bin's phone number? I don't have his number saved. "
"Why are you looking for him? Forget it, I won't ask. I'll send it to you in a while. "
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