Chapter 182 On My Mind

After thinking about it, she decided to tell the truth.

Become a rich woman soon: Dear Yunli, I've recently started a new story, but it's not for you.

She and Yun Li had known each other for several years, not to mention that Yun Li and Feng Xuemei also knew each other.

Yun Li would find out sooner or later that she had sided with Feng Xuemei, so it was better to just tell her directly.

Yun Li looked at the line of text Shen Xuewei had sent, typed a message, and was about to ask who it was when her hand suddenly stopped.

Who else could it be? This person was introduced to Shen Xuewei by her...

Unexpectedly, she had let a wolf into the house, handing over her own general to someone else.

She took out her phone and called Feng Xuemei.

When Feng Xuemei saw that it was her number calling, she remained calm; she had long known this day would come.

She pressed the answer button, "Hello, is this Yunli? Listen to me... This was not my intention at all. It's just that I get along too well with Huayunbi. I really love what she writes."

"Calm down first... Okay, you can scold me a few more times, I'll take it."

She accepted whatever Yun Li scolded her with a calm expression.

Yun Li felt like she had punched cotton; she cursed a few times but didn't know what else to say.

It was normal competition, and the other party hadn't done anything wrong... Although she thought this way, Yun Li still felt restless and anxious when she thought about Shen Xuewei flying away from her.

That's an author she's watched grow up...

On the other end of the phone, Feng Xuemei was very humble, promising to buy her bags and clothes, which completely appeased her last bit of temper.

"Forget it, forget it. It's because our company's compensation package isn't as good as yours that we can't retain employees. It's not your fault."

Seeing that she had calmed down and her tone had softened, Feng Xuemei's eyes lit up, and she seized the opportunity to poach people.

"Yun Li, I remember you've been in Bieyang for seven years, haven't you?"

Although she didn't know why Feng Xuemei suddenly asked her this question, Yun Li still replied casually:

"I've got it. I came to Bieyang right after graduation. If I think about it, it's been seven years already."

Feng Xuemei then asked, "Have you ever thought about switching to another magazine?"

Before Yun Li could speak, Feng Xuemei extended an olive branch to her: "Yun Li, we've known each other for several years, and I know your abilities better than anyone. It's such a waste of your talents to stay in Bieyang and continue as a small editor."

"We at Lock Love are missing a deputy editor-in-chief. Are you interested?"

Yun Li glanced around at her colleagues like a thief, and seeing that no one was paying attention to her, she first breathed a sigh of relief, then crouched down, covered her phone tightly, lowered her voice, and said incredulously:

"You not only poached my cousin and the authors under my wing, but now you're trying to poach me too? You came from another company, don't you feel any remorse for poaching your former employer like this?"

Is that a man-made excavator?

After leaving Bieyang, he tried to recruit everyone he met.

Feng Xuemei chuckled softly, "All I know is that if I can't get the person I want, my heart will ache even more."

“Yunli, you know me. Come with me, and I will definitely not treat you badly. You have been in Bieyang for seven years. You know better than I whether you have a chance to advance further. Are you willing to spend your whole life like this?”

“I know you have a strong sense of morality and are nostalgic, but going too far isn’t a good thing. You’re not a fresh graduate anymore; there are some things you need to think through.”

"If you move slowly, you might end up stuck in the same place or left behind by others. This is the workplace, but it's not just the workplace; you can think of it as a different kind of battlefield..."

A look of confusion and bewilderment flashed in Yun Li's eyes, and she finally sighed:

"Give me some time to think about it."

Feng Xuemei understood her feelings at that moment and did not ask her for an answer now.

"Okay, think it over carefully, and give me an answer when you've made up your mind. Of course, I hope to get your reply within this month."

Yun Li rubbed her head. "Okay, I'll think it over this month and let you know then."

After hanging up the phone, her mind was in turmoil, and she spent the whole day in a daze.

I was lying in bed after get off work when I was suddenly startled and jumped up.

"Oh dear, I forgot to tell Vivi about that!"

She took out her phone and sent a message to Shen Xuewei on QQ.

At this time, Shen Xuewei was still in evening self-study. It wasn't until after evening self-study, when she brushed her teeth, washed her face, took a shower, and did her laundry, and climbed into bed, that she discovered someone had sent her a message on QQ.

She opened the message and was so shocked by what Yun Li had sent that she sat up abruptly.

Yunli: Weiwei, I forgot to tell you during the day, there's something else I need to talk to you about.

Yunli: Some publishers who have been working with you have contacted you and said they want to publish your works. Two publishers are currently interested in "The Hem of the Rose" and "The Moon Enters My Embrace", and another one is interested in "The Metamorphosis of the White Rose".

Shen Xuewei quickly typed a reply: How much did they pay?

She doesn't care about anything else; she only cares about this.

Yun Li, who was also still awake, showed no surprise when she saw the message from Shen Xuewei.

She knew from the start that the little boy opposite her was a little money-grubber.

Of course, this is a question that almost every author asks.

Yunli: That depends on the book's performance. For publication, the royalty rate is between 3% and 10%. The calculation method for royalties is: book price * number of copies sold * royalty rate.

Yun Li: Of course, because these are the publishers that our magazine partners with, and the copyright transactions are conducted through us, we need to take a certain percentage of the commission.

Yunli: If you don't want to, you can contact publishers yourself. However, you are young, and the quality of publishers on the market varies greatly, so I suggest we talk to them.

Yunli: The publishers our magazine partners with are relatively stable and reliable, and we've collaborated with them multiple times. Furthermore, having us handle the negotiations allows us to negotiate a higher royalty rate for you. For your books, I can guarantee at least 7% or more.

Looking at the message Yun Li sent, Shen Xuewei felt that what she said made sense.

It would be troublesome for her to negotiate such a thing, not to mention the greater chance of her falling into a trap.

Having Bie Yang handle the negotiations on her behalf can prevent her from falling into too many traps.

However, we still need to find out first how much commission they will take.

Become a rich woman soon: Thank you, Yunli, I understand the situation. However, I'd like to inquire about your commission rate.

Yunli: Generally speaking, the commission we take is 20% of the author's royalties.

Shen Xuewei felt that it was a bit too high, especially since Yun Li was talking about the general situation.

That means the commission is negotiable.

Thinking of this, she typed out another paragraph.

Yun Li lay in bed, negotiating with her back and forth. The two sides exchanged several pages of papers, each taking a step back, and finally settled on a commission of 15%.

Shen Xuewei turned off the screen, covered her phone, and excitedly rolled over, as if she could see stacks of banknotes growing wings and flying towards her.

In the days that followed, she listened attentively to lectures and worked on her novel, but her mind was preoccupied with this matter.

After thinking about it for several days, I finally received a message from Yunli on Friday after school.