"I have to keep the rights that co with this copyright in my own hands."
Xu Lin heard that in the early days when the website’s copyright was not regulated, it disgusted many authors. One can’t take capitalists as benevolent beings; eating people without spitting out bones is their true nature.
He opened Chi Linyue’s WeChat and got straight to the point: "I have a business deal worth tens of millions. Could you accompany to hold down the fort?"
Chi Linyue was probably busy, as there was no reply for a minute or two. Xu Lin then chatted about other things with Ranzhi.
Xu Lin: "Are you available on Friday?"
Ranzhi: "Yes, but regarding these copyright issues, I don’t really have the authority to speak; it’s the people above who handle it. As your editor, I’m just tagging along."
As expected, Ranzhi was not qualified to be at the negotiating table.
So Xu Lin needed to be more cautious. After all, as Ranzhi had just said, he’s not the one making decisions.
The original author doesn’t have a say in their own work, and what it becos later is hard to say. Examples abound nowadays, from TV dramas to ani. In the more absurd ones, only the book title and character nas remain unchanged, while the plot has long beco chaotic, and the character settings are not what they originally were.
In Xu Lin’s view, the author’s voice is very important.
He may not have a say in which Actor the investors use, which doesn’t matter much, but the plot mustn’t be ssed up. For example, his book is about a normal romance between an older sister and younger brother, with only a bit of twists. These twists co from the significant difference in their backgrounds and the pressure from their parents’ conflicts. But if it becos a TV drama, the kind of moronic screenwriter might throw in a second male lead, like a blond guy; could you stand that? Everything is possible in dostic dramas.
Xu Lin definitely wouldn’t let such a thing happen. If he has no say, he would rather not sell the copyright.
Then, five more minutes passed.
Chi Linyue finally replied: "I was showering just now, what’s up?"
Xu Lin: "I’m preparing to sell the copyright for my book. They said it’s starting at seventy million, I can get half. Negotiations are on Friday, I want you to accompany to hold down the fort."
"Seventy million?"
Chi Linyue was shocked.
Xu Lin: "I get half, thirty-five million, but then there’s taxes, so it’s not that much."
Chi Linyue: "Can copyright really fetch that much?"
"After all, my book is pretty aweso, right!"
"Then let’s go together when the ti cos!"
Chi Linyue didn’t expect Xu Lin’s book’s copyright to be worth so much.
"Preparing to debut?"
"Debut in what?"
"I see you’re trending a lot."
"No way, I’m too handso to debut; otherwise, old n and won in the entertainnt circle will be interested, which wouldn’t be good."
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Chi Linyue sent an emoji.
Xu Lin chatted with her for twenty minutes and then decided to have dinner on Thursday night, followed by the copyright negotiation on Friday.
Next, Xu Lin logged into a different account to answer Wu Chengfeng’s writing questions.
After finishing all these, it was already past eleven at night.
"Senior?"
Xu Lin called out.
"What’s up?"
"Getting ready to sleep!"
"Okay!"
Very soon, the lights downstairs went off, and Ning Yuhuan ca up wearing cotton slippers.
"Are you done with your work?"
"All sorted."
Xu Lin was already leaning against the backboard of the bed. He patted his thigh, Ning Yuhuan got the hint, and climbed up.
"Why did you put on underwear?"
Xu Lin touched and pretended to be very fierce, "Did you sneak them on?"
"Not wearing it feels weird..."
"That’s no good, I need to properly punish you!"
Xu Lin chuckled, taking off all of Senior’s clothes.
"Ti to sleep now!"
Ning Yuhuan was a bit reluctant.
"How about just once?"
"Sure, if you promise."
Ning Yuhuan thought for a mont and finally nodded, "Just once, though you always bully ."
Xu Lin smiled without saying anything.
However, Xu Lin actually went twice, whereas his twice were Ning Yuhuan’s five tis.
In the end, Ning Yuhuan didn’t even want to move and snuggled into Xu Lin’s arms, clinging tightly.
Only then did Xu Lin pull over the blanket and fall asleep with Ning Yuhuan.
Nothing said through the night.
Wednesday afternoon.
Xu Lin, during class, opened his other account, which was his work account.
Last night, he posted his second note on Xiaohongshu, which was a collaboration post.
Today, there were quite a few people wanting him to write lyrics and compositions, but there were also so ssy ones wanting to add him on WeChat.
"Big shot, it’s , can I add you on WeChat?"
"Big shot, I’m your fan, can I have your contact info?"
And such.
This left Xu Lin quite speechless.
He didn’t even set up a fan group for his novels because he didn’t want to waste too much ti online, let alone have these people add him now. Xu Lin didn’t want to bother.
After so thought, Xu Lin registered yet another WeChat account, while for the work account, he canceled all the options under "ways to add ," so no one could add him as a friend anymore.
Then Xu Lin posted a new update on Xiaohongshu: This account is my assistant’s account for work coordination, songwriting and composition inquiries can contact my assistant.
The newly registered account was supposed to be the assistant’s account.
In reality, it was still Xu Lin’s.
"Writing songs for others, the future copyright royalties should also include my portion."
Jay Chou wrote songs for many people, earning money even while lying down; he’s definitely one of the richest in the entertainnt circle.
When it cos to copyrights, Xu Lin thought again about contracts.
So he decisively sent a ssage to Ms. Ren.
Xu Lin briefly told mom that this ti it’s a songwriting contract, different from the novel contract, but Xu Lin trusted Ms. Ren could handle it.
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