Meg was sitting on an uncomfortable sofa in an office that wasn't very spacious. He looked calmly at Delmar, who was making tea for him eagerly.
It was this man who published a novel about him. Oh, no, not just one novel. He had just done a simple investigation. There were already six novels about him on the market. Three of them were from Delmar. The best-selling one was Mr. Mak's Indecent Little Wife.
Therefore, Meg didn't like him. He even wanted to give him two tight slaps.
Delmar brewed the tea and placed it in front of Meg. He then sat down opposite him with a smile, and said, "Mr. Padal, can you tell me more about the cooperation you mentioned earlier?"
"It's like this. When I went to the bookstore today, I found that the book published by your publishing house was selling well. I bought a copy and felt that the content was good. It was a good book with good quality and reputation. Therefore, I came here according to the name of the publishing house on the cover. I wanted to talk to you about the cooperation and whether I could buy the publishing rights in the Roth Empire." Meg smiled, and said, "With our Padal Publishing House's capability and channels, we can give you a 50% share of the profits in addition to the publishing rights fee."
"This …" Delmar's eyes rolled quickly. There was actually such a good deal!
2,000,000 copper coins was not a small sum of money to Delma. Although Boss Mag's Incestuous Little Wife seemed to be selling well and had successfully made its debut in the entertainment circle, due to the limitations of the subject matter, it would probably only be able to sell 100,000 copies.
After deducting all the costs, they could only earn 2,000,000 to 3,000,000 copper coins.
If this God of Fortune could give them 2,000,000 copper coins and let him have a bite of the huge cake that was the Roth Empire, that would be great.
"You think it's not enough?" Meg curled his lips, but his voice became colder.
"It's not, not at all!" Delmar quickly shook his head with a smile, and said, "You see, this is not a small cooperation. We still have to discuss it properly. I just want to give you some guidance. How many copies of this book do you think can be sold in the Roth Empire?"
"With the quality of this book and Mr. Mak's popularity, it shouldn't be a problem to sell millions of copies, right?" Meg pursed his lips.
"One million copies!" Delmar's eyes lit up. Even if he earned 30 copper coins per book, 50% of the profits would still be more than 10 million!
The Roth Empire's market sure is massive … Delma's breathing became a little heavy. This was simply too tempting for him.
Most importantly, he could have kept this collaboration a secret and not told Lone Wolf of the Northwest. He could have secretly taken the money and earned another ten million for no reason.
It was not that he had not thought of doing it himself, but in the publishing industry, just having books was not enough. You had to have channels and connections. Otherwise, readers would not even have the chance to read your books, let alone sell them.
"Okay, it's settled then." Delmar clapped.
"It's not time to decide yet." Meg took a sip of tea and crossed his legs.
"Huh?" Delmar was stunned. He asked nervously, "Is there anything else you're not satisfied with?"
Meg said slowly, "It's not that I'm not satisfied with it. After all, this is a big business. I want to meet the author of this book while I'm on a business trip to Chaos City. I want to talk to him about the creative process of this book and his future plans."
"You want to meet the author?" Delmar pondered. He was a little worried that Meg would poach him, but at the same time, he did not want to lose this opportunity. He was a little conflicted.
"If it's not convenient, then forget it." Meg put the book back into his briefcase and was about to walk to the door.
Delmar got up quickly and said with a big smile, "Of course it's not convenient. Of course it's not a problem if you want to meet the author. I'll go to find the editor in charge of following Lone Wolf of the Northwest and take you to meet him. Oh, I'll go with you."
Meg glanced at him as if he was judging his sincerity. After a while, he nodded.
Delmar hurriedly went out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. Sure enough, the aura of a person who was willing to do business with millions of yuan was different.
"Boss … It's not very appropriate. Lone Wolf of the Northwest never sees anyone. Last time, when you asked me to talk to her about the signing event, she didn't agree no matter what. This time, if you want to take someone to see her, she definitely won't meet you. "The editor looked at the boss with a worried face.
Ever since she became the editor of Lone Wolf of the Northwest, she had not had a good day.
However, after raising a dog for three years, she still had feelings for it, not to mention that the dog sent razor blades to an author every day. This was an author she had raised step by step. How could she not be protective of him?
"Today, she has no choice but to meet this person. Take us to her now," the boss said seriously. Then, he moved closer to the editor and lowered his voice. "This customer is very important. After it's done, I'll give you a 1,000 yuan raise and double your year-end bonus."
"Really?" The editor's eyes lit up.
"When have I ever lied to you?" Delmar patted his chest and said.
After hesitating for a while, the editor finally gritted her teeth and nodded. "Okay, I'll take you there. But let's make it clear first. If she doesn't want to see you, you can't force her. She's an author. If she doesn't want to update, I can't do anything about it."
Not updating was the last stubbornness of an author.
Hearing this, Delmar also became more cautious. Although they had signed the contract, he really couldn't go too far. At present, the publishing house depended on her.
Meg boarded the carriage prepared by Delmar. The middle-aged woman sitting opposite him had been secretly looking at him.
About ten minutes later, the carriage stopped outside a small courtyard in the south west of the city.
"This is it," the female editor said and got off the carriage first.
Meg also got off the carriage. Through the hollow low wall, he could see the layout of the courtyard. In early spring, a tree in the corner of the courtyard had already sprouted small pink buds. There were flowers and plants everywhere in the courtyard, which were well taken care of. After the cold winter, facing the warm wind of early spring, they had already grown green.
At the other end of the courtyard, there was an old pagoda tree tied to a swing, which was gently swaying in the wind. There was also a rocking chair in the courtyard. Although no one was sitting on it, it should be very comfortable to lie on it.
It could be seen that the owner of this courtyard should be a person who loved life and enjoyed it.
However, this layout … seemed to be a little girlish?
Was this person a pervert?
Mag furrowed his brows.
But to think that a man would actually imagine such a detailed H story about him, even if he wasn't a pervert, he wouldn't do such a thing.
"Where is she?" Meg asked.
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