He thought about it again. The broadcast of radio stations will promote physical novels and magazine sales, but the comics are a little confused.

Wang Jimin is still waiting for him to reply.

"Uncle Wang, audio authorization is OK. Please negotiate with them for me. It doesn't matter if the fee is low. As for comics, how do you share the royalties?"

"It's hard to say. Generally, the royalties of comics will be divided into three parts. After the platform takes away their share, the author and the comic workers will benefit. If you ask a well-known comic studio, the quality will be guaranteed. You will ask for more share, but the author will not get much. The comic studio is not very famous, or you can directly ask someone to draw a comic. The author can take more share, but the quality cannot be guaranteed."

"Uncle Wang, only when the comics are of high quality can we discuss higher royalties with the publisher, right?"

"That's right, so as a platform, I will try my best to persuade the author to choose the former model. In the morning, I and Li Changhua, you know about this. After talking about this, he made a suggestion. If you intend to develop them into comics, we will work with them to create a series of comics from these fairy tales. Of course, you can rest assured that we will protect your income to the greatest extent."

Wang Er was silent for a while.

The key is that he knows that there will be benefits, but he doesn't understand the specific ones.

After a while, Wang Er wrote: "Uncle Wang, in this way, you will come up with an approximate plan, let me see, and I will make a decision. I also have to make a few requirements. I only authorize simplified Chinese comics or Chinese audio at the moment. The comics are exclusive, but my share cannot be low."

"Wang Er, this is fine. At present, we can only develop some domestic copyrights."

"I only release the adaptation rights of the comics, including the use of the portraits, and I will not sell them. If I draw a comic, I have already drawn the main images in each work in the illustrations. They must be mainly used and their images must not be changed without authorization."

"You've calculated it long ago?"

"Uncle Wang, haven't you calculated it. Go online and search for it. Are there still few similar disputes?"

"Haha," Wang Jimin laughed: "No, as you said, if you want to cooperate for a long time, you have more sincerity and less routine."

If you cheat, the magazine will not cheat Wang Er.

What Wang Jimin was most worried about was that Wang Er suddenly became interested in drawing comics, and said, "Okay, I'll draw comics."

He also has the ability to paint.

When I really reached that point, I picked up sesame seeds and lost the watermelon, and I was in tears.

As long as Wang Er doesn't touch comics and write books with peace of mind, everything else is easy to say.

Novels are the foundation of everything.

"Wang Er, the audio is not simple either," Wang Jimin looked at the watch: "You send the illustrations first, it's easy to arrange the layout. When you come back, let's talk about the audio."

"All right."

Wang Er sent away the relevant illustrations and came back, saying, "Uncle Wang, what's the audio?"

"The audio is not as simple as you think," Wang Jimin said roughly.

At present, audio copyright income mainly comes from radio readings. It is impossible to give a lot of money, but in order to show respect for intellectual property rights, even if it is CCTV, as long as you choose the author's work, you will give a little money.

It seems that it is a CCTV, and it is definitely a little bit, and it cannot be "some". It also depends on the works. For example, some of the fairy tales such as Wang Er are interesting and some are educational. Even the editorial board members like it, let alone some children's channel groups on various radio stations.

Radio stations have also begun to decline, but they can't stand many of them. In addition to CCTV, there are radio stations in every place. For example, Xu City, including subordinate cities and counties, has more than a dozen channels, including a children's channel.

Wang Er does not have an economic person. In fact, if Wang Er’s works are developed together, a single economic person is not enough, and he will need a studio.

I gave a lot of money but a lot of contracts. If I signed and sent them one by one, Wang Er would not want to go to school or write.

With the income from audio copyright, Wang Er time is the most precious, and you must not delay it.

Wang Er suddenly remembered and said, "Uncle Wang, it's not all. The development of technology, especially the development of the communications industry, has been a big explosion in the past few years. Now that mobile phones can access the Internet, it will be more convenient for mobile phones to access the Internet in the future. At that time, some excellent novels will inevitably be developed into mp3 for audiences to listen to or download."

"You really understand."

"How can you not understand the simple trend?"

"That's right, think about it, can you be busy?"

"Uncle Wang, what should I do?"

"Leave it to our agent, don't worry, we don't have high requirements this time, we only get 20% of the share, and we are more expert than you when we talk about it."

"This is good," Wang Er agreed without thinking. He could hire an economic person, but the salary of the economic person is paid out after deducting the money from "buying money", so how can he afford it? He thought about it and said, "But Uncle Wang, if it is a radio station, it doesn't matter if the price is low, but you can't talk about buying out. If you talk about mp3 in the future, you can buy out, but I must have a certain share and can't make shoddy."

"Wang Er, we know more about this than you, and you won't suffer any loss. The manuscript fee for this book is immediately called to you. It's a new novel, and you have to sign a contract."

Not only the contract for the new novel, but also the contract for the audio agent. After a while, the two contracts were sent. The magazine seemed to be full of sincerity and had to be careful. Wang Er opened them and read them. It was okay, and said, "I received it. It's too late. I will print them out tomorrow, sign them, and send them to you one by one."

Li Wan'er looked at the side with her eyes wide open: "Brother, what is mp3?"

Many people in her school must have bought mp3s, but it is the third grade of elementary school. The school will not let students take mp3s to school, or take them, but Wan'er didn't pay attention, so she didn't know.

"Small recorder, let's do it. Anyway, you're starting to learn English, I'll buy you an mp3 tomorrow."

"Okay, pull up."

Needless to say, Guan'er's new habit was learned from Xiaomei.

The next day, Wang Er handed over 20,000 yuan to his mother.

The family's money was enough, and as for the 80,000 yuan, I slowly paid it back. Moreover, with the speed of making money by my son, it seems that it won't take long.

Wang Er took Li Wan'er to the street, first sent a contract, and then the two went to buy mp3.

Now the mp3 in China is cheaper, and the brand is not important, so the memory card capacity is large. The quality of the mp3 is a little better. What is important is the headphones. Wang Er changed the best pair of headphones, issued an invoice, and the two went home.

"Brother Xiaoer, this is mp3. How do you develop mp3 in a novel?"

"These two mp3s are different," Wang Er patiently explained the difference between the two.

When he got home, Wang Er downloaded some elementary school English classes. Guan'er sang well and downloaded a few clean songs. These all cost money. It is not without benefits, because he can make money, which encourages many people to participate in development. Compared with the same period in another time and space, the Internet is more developed. For example, Weibo not only appeared very early, but also approaching maturity.

Wan'er listens to English using mp3.

"I am your brother, don't be shy, follow it."

"OK."

After a while, Xiaomei came over and looked at mp3 curiously. Guan'er first played the song, then put an earplug on her ear, and said, "Let's listen together."

The two little girls listened to the song happily and hummed.

Anyway, just be happy. Wang Er continued to write. In the afternoon, someone came to his family.

Wang Er’s original head teacher, Teacher Zhu, was a good teacher. Wang Er opened the door and poured him tea.

"Wang Er, the school has decided that you don't have to write a check book and allow you to go to school."

"Teacher Zhu, no need."

"You can't stop going to school."

"Teacher Zhu, even if I go to school, will Cao Guangzu let me go? What will the school do when the time comes? Not to mention his area, there are several classmates, his father and a large group of subordinates. Who are the young people who beat me? Why can't they find out? You are not sure, right?"

"But……"

"Teacher Zhu, what if you want to help me? When the exam is over, ask Cao Guangzu which junior high school he is going to."

"Why?"

"My dad has a friend who is going to transfer me to a primary school in the suburbs before the exam, but when I go to junior high school, I also want to avoid him."

"What if you go to a suburban primary school and someone doesn't let you take the exam?"

"That's great," said Wang Er.

It doesn’t matter whether you learn in elementary school or not, and it doesn’t matter whether you can’t say that you can’t say that you can’t learn about it. The most troublesome thing when taking out Wang Er was in school was English, and English could buy skills. Therefore, it would be just right that you can’t take the quiz. Otherwise, if you go to junior high school, the magazine was worried that you wouldn’t be able to get time to code, so Wang Er was also worried about this matter.

After two or three years, the family will be in a better situation, and it will be the same wherever you live. And for such a long time, it will definitely not be able to hide it. No matter which junior high school you go to, it will be popular. At the same time, two or three years have passed. The Cao family probably had forgotten itself at that time. It doesn’t matter if they can’t forget it, they went to other places. Besides, this is Xu City, not Cao City. Can the Cao family really cover the sky with one hand?
Chapter completed!