Wen Ying understood what Han Qin meant. No matter how many copies of "Teenage Idol" could be sold, that was a matter of the future. Wen Ying couldn't and wasn't qualified to bargain for the price now.
8% royalties is the magazine's positioning for new authors, and Han Qin will not make an exception for Wen Ying.
"Teacher Han, I understand your idea. Can you give me some time?"
Wen Ying still didn't refuse outright.
Han Qin stood up and said, "Okay, but you'd better make a decision today. It's not easy for us to come here, and we have to return early tomorrow morning."
Han Qin picked up her bag and left without waiting for Zou Weijun to say anything.
The little salamander followed closely.
Wen Ying and Xiao Niu didn't know what to say to each other face to face, so they only had time to exchange mobile phone numbers. Now they no longer had to rely solely on QQ to communicate online.
Wen Ying and Zou Weijun were the only ones left in the office. Zou Weijun asked Wen Ying with a smile how she felt.
"This is your first book. If you're just writing as a hobby, then just focus on it. If you want to be a full-time writer in the future, you'll have to learn how to negotiate sooner or later."
A writer cannot live in a vacuum and know nothing. That is called working in isolation.
Rich social and life experience can help writers write better works, so Zou Weijun didn't say anything just now and handed the home court to Wen Ying.
Wen Ying shook her head. "Editor-in-Chief Han is a very opinionated person. She won't agree to a tiered royalty rate."
If it weren't for the editor Xiao Niu, Wen Ying would have directly rejected Han Qin.
Wen Ying was mentally prepared to sign a publishing contract with the magazine under second-rate conditions, but the conditions offered by Editor-in-Chief Han were more than just second-rate!
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