Chapter 429 I Want to Sell at a Good Price
Staying in New York?
Hearing this question, Cheng Xuyuan was not too shocked, but there was a hint of concern in Mike's expression.
As an editor, he comes into contact with quite a lot of people.
Among the people I met, there were many young people who tried every possible means to stay in New York.
Now, this opportunity is given to this talented young man, what will he choose? The chance of staying is higher.
"Thank you, Mr. Miller. I'm not used to the food in New York, so I'll be going back once my flight arrives."
Cheng Xuyuan said to Mr. Miller with a smile.
Stay in New York. Unless he is crazy, he will stay here.
Not only was he not used to the food here, he also wasn't used to living here.
What are you doing here? Mr. Miller looked at Cheng Xuyuan, who looked serious. After a moment of hesitation, he said, "Xuyuan, the editor-in-chief of the New York Times, Joseph, told me that he can help you get a study visa first."
“And they can also help you get in touch with universities.”
"There are many good universities in New York. You can definitely come here to study."
"Also, Joseph said that if you can cooperate with them, he can help you get a green card."
Green card?
Mike thought that Joseph really spent a lot of money this time.
After all, it would cost a lot to accomplish this.
However, the young man in front of him seemed worthy of Joseph's efforts.
If this matter were handled by your own publishing house, would you be able to be so courageous?
Cheng Xuyuan smiled at Mr. Miller and said, "Mr. Miller, please help me thank Mr. Joseph for his kindness."
"I just can't get used to the food here."
"Also, my career and everything I have are all there, so I still have to go back."
“I don’t want to stay here.”
Cheng Xuyuan spoke calmly, but the calmer he was, the more it showed that he had made up his mind on this matter.
Looking at Cheng Xuyuan's serious expression, Mr. Miller sighed inwardly.
He felt that Cheng Xuyuan had already made up his mind on this matter, and no matter how much he tried to persuade him, it would be useless.
"Well, since you have made up your mind, I can only wish you safe journey."
At this point, he turned to Mike and said, "Mr. Mike, Xuyuan and I are going out to eat together. Do you want to join us?"
Mike looked at the smile on Mr. Miller's face and immediately said, "Thank you, Mr. Miller. I won't disturb your dinner."
"I will go back to the company and report on this matter."
"I'm leaving first."
At this point, he turned to Cheng Xuyuan and said, "Mr. Cheng Xuyuan, your five short stories can be made into a good collection."
“Although it’s a little less, I think it will be very popular.”
Cheng Xuyuan looked at Mike who was about to leave and said with a smile: "Mr. Mike, it's not five novels, it should be eight."
"I have three more to publish before I leave New York."
Mr. Mike, who was about to leave, couldn't help but ask, "You still have three articles to publish. How are the quality of those three articles?"
“If it’s not as good as the five articles now, my advice is not to publish it together with them.”
"That would not only do no good, but would also ruin the quality of this collection of short stories."
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "I can still guarantee the quality of the next three novels."
"Just wait and see."
Mr. Mike looked at Cheng Xuyuan deeply, then smiled and said, "Mr. Cheng, I look forward to your work tomorrow."
"goodbye."
As Mike left, Mr. Miller asked, "Xuyuan, are you really confident about the next three articles?"
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and handed a piece of work he had just written to Mr. Miller.
Mr. Miller looked at the manuscript and saw written on it: The Pianist on the Sea.
When Mr. Mike saw the title, he was stunned for a moment, because he felt that the name was a bit beyond his expectations.
But he still looked at it carefully.
Although Mr. Miller was not as energetic as the young people, he read very fast at this time. After reading the article, there was a hint of solemnity in his expression.
"Xuyuan, you are a genius!"
"I think you should stay in New York. You can shine here."
"If nothing else, based on this story, I think you can..."
Cheng Xuyuan added some water to Mr. Miller's coffee cup, then smiled and said, "Mr. Miller, thank you for your compliment."
"But I think I can develop better if I go back."
Seeing Cheng Xuyuan refused without hesitation, Mr. Miller sighed and said, "You decide this matter yourself."
"Xuyuan, I received several calls today."
"They are all my director friends. They saw your work and thought it was very good. They hope to make your novel into a movie."
"What do you think about this matter?"
In Mr. Miller's opinion, since Cheng Xuyuan had readily agreed to Mr. Mike's request to publish the novel, he should not refuse to adapt it into a movie.
But here, he was wrong.
Then I heard Cheng Xuyuan say: "Mr. Miller, except for the work I promised, The Pursuit of Happyness, I will not consider adapting other works for the time being."
"Why?" Mr. Miller couldn't help but ask, "Several of these directors are quite famous."
“The level of their adaptation is also very high.”
Cheng Xuyuan said: "I know the abilities of these directors, but I feel that now is not the time when my work is most valuable."
"I naturally want to sell them for a good price."
Mr. Miller looked at the confident Cheng Xuyuan, hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "This is your business, you decide for yourself."
"Let's go, let's go eat first."
Seeing that Mr. Miller no longer mentioned this matter, Cheng Xuyuan naturally did not want to mention it either.
The two of them stopped talking about the matter and went towards the restaurant where they had agreed to meet.
Mr. Bronte has developed the habit of reading newspapers these days.
Although he did not give Mr. Green any more money, he still read the newspaper. However, this time, when he looked at the literary section of the Times, his face became a little gloomy.
The content attacking When Happiness Knocks on the Door and Cheng Xuyuan seems to have not decreased.
But around these articles, there were more praises for Cheng Xuyuan's works, and he even saw a highly respected writer.
This made him feel a little depressed.
“Beep, beep…”
The ringing of the phone broke his contemplation. He picked up the phone impatiently and said, "I'm Bronte, who is that?"
"Mr. Bronte, this is Green." Mr. Green's voice came softly from the other end of the phone.
Hearing Mr. Green's words, Bronte became even angrier. He couldn't help but sneered, "Mr. Green, I read today's newspaper."
"There is really nothing praiseworthy about your work."
"I see you have been drowned in the ocean of praise for Cheng Xuyuan."
"You're just going to use this to make me pay more?"
In response to Mr. Bronte's anger, Green appeared extremely calm: "Mr. Bronte, you are absolutely right. I really don't have the face to ask you for more money in this matter."
"I called you this time just to tell you something."
"We failed in your commission."
"We will transfer the extra money to you later."
Bronte was stunned! He thought he was asking for money, but he didn't expect that the other party actually admitted defeat and wanted to give him money, which made him a little confused.
"Are you sure you want to transfer the remaining money to me?" Mr. Bronte asked with some disbelief after taking a deep breath.
Mr. Green smiled bitterly on the phone: "We are naturally reluctant to give up the money we have earned."
"But your task is becoming increasingly difficult."
"In some places, it's beyond our capabilities."
"Some of my collaborators said they had long since given up on doing this thankless job."
“Not only will I not be able to make money, but I will also lose the image I worked so hard to build.”
“This is not worth it!”
Bronte thought about the articles he had just read, and a little emotion rose in his heart. He said to Mr. Green on the other end of the phone: "You have done your best this time."
"Okay, that's it."
After hanging up the phone, Bronte shook his head heavily.
In this matter, it’s not that Mr. Green lacks ability, but the people he met are really too difficult to deal with!
He reads a novel every day, and it is the kind of novel that can move even someone like him who doesn't like reading novels.
This is simply not something that ordinary people can do.
Forget it, let’s end this matter here.
If you continue, you will only be asking for trouble.
After making this decision, Bronte even felt a little relieved.
One day, two days, three days...
Mr. Bronte felt that he had formed a habit of reading newspapers.
The newspaper he read every morning was the literary section of the Times, which contained Cheng Xuyuan's new works.
Cheng Xuyuan's new works did not disappoint him, including The Legend of 1900, Schindler's List, and...
Every novel left him with a lasting aftertaste. Although they were short stories, he felt that they were so well written.
That day, when he picked up the newspaper again, he found that there was no Cheng Xuyuan's novel in the familiar place.
This made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he quickly searched other places, but still couldn't find Cheng Xuyuan's novel.
What's going on? Do you need to take a break?
It seems normal. After all, no one can write a novel of this quality for the newspaper every day. This...
Mr. Bronte spent the day with a hint of understanding.
He felt a little awkward that day, as if he had lost something.
The next day, Mr. Bronte picked up the new newspaper again, somewhat impatiently.
Unfortunately, he still hasn't seen Cheng Xuyuan's new work.
On the third day, Brontë, disappointed again, called Mr. Green. He wanted to know why Cheng Xuyuan was not writing. But the answer he got was that the young man who made him hate him so much had already set out on his way home two days ago...
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