Chapter 154

Kite runner is the first novel by Khaled Hosseini, an Afghan Stan writer. It was published in 2003. The book focuses on the relationship between kites and two teenagers in Afghanistan, the story of a rich boy and his servants about kites, and the betrayal and redemption of human nature.

How profitable is this book? Why did Ren he choose this book to put into Qinghe fund?

Kite chasers have been selling all over the world since 2005. In the United States, Britain, France, China and so on, they have been among the top three literary books in many countries. The sales volume in China alone has already exceeded 4 million, which is still the sales volume when piracy was rampant.

Moreover, it also has film and television copyrights to make profits. It can be said that the profits that a kite runner can bring are far more than the Three Character Classic.

After all, the Three Character Classic can't sell well abroad, and it has great limitations. In this era, there is not much market for ancient literature.

Ren He believes that if such a work is put into Qinghe foundation, it should be able to satisfy Zhou Wumeng's appetite for charity, at least for the time being. Moreover, in order to increase the sales volume of the book kite runner, Zhou Wumeng is bound to make great efforts, and the copyright protection in this world is much stricter than that in previous generations. Therefore, it can be predicted that the economic benefits of this book in this world will surpass that in the original world.

After all, spiritual healing books are a kind of hard demand in this fast-paced era.

As for how Ren he could write such a work, even Zhou Wumeng would question it, but Ren He only said, "I didn't write it, but the copyright is in my hands."

Even the pseudonym of the author is anonymous. It's such a rogue. I don't care what you question me about. I don't intend to be famous by this. I can't interview you if you want to interview me, OK? I won't give you an interview at all. Making money is making money. Ren He thinks there is nothing to explain to them.

But Zhou Wumeng didn't know all this. He asked, "can this book sell for money?"

"Yes Ren He was a bit embarrassed. Before this week, he criticized that he didn't always have money in his eyes. Now he put his income on charity. Instead, he was the person who paid the most attention to the income of books. This kind of change felt strange and lovely. But let Ren He heart fierce acid, this sentiment he can't learn, but he can do his best to support.

You know, although Mr. Zhou is the chairman of Kyoto newspaper group, the newspaper group is a state-owned enterprise. His position as chairman of the board is also appointed by the government. He has no shares and is paid a dead salary.

It's not easy for him to be enthusiastic about charity. It has to be said that there are heroes in the ordinary times. They may not be so powerful. They can't fly over the eaves and walk over the wall. They can't shoot coins 800 meters away. But they are still shining with the brilliance of human nature in this ordinary times.

Ren He said: "after reading this book, you will understand that it is a work with both literature and sales. If you want to run it well, you will be able to provide great help to Qinghe fund."

Zhou Wumeng looks at Ren He suspiciously, but somehow he chooses to believe in each other. After all, this teenager is always working miracles. Last time I said that I wanted to save the sales of martial arts, Kunlun became popular in China. Now let alone make a series, there are all those who want to make Kunlun into a movie.

That's why Mr. Zhou is so concerned about whether Kunlun copyright can be incorporated into Qinghe Fund

"When will you give me this work?" Zhou Wumeng asked.

"Two weeks later," Ren He thought and said. After all, he had to spend a week playing in Kyoto. When he went back to work overtime, it would take at least a week to copy out the whole kite runner. Fortunately, the number of words in this book is not very large, which is far from Kunlun.

"Two weeks is a bit long... By the way, how long are you in Kyoto?" Zhou Wumeng suddenly asked: "the work of Kunlun shooting has been stagnated because of Qinghe fund. You can finish the audition work first when you come. You can fix a time and participate in it together."

"Five days later."

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Time officially entered the countdown. The next day, Ren He spent a whole day in the hotel, and in the evening, he quietly walked out of the hotel, wearing his black cap and driving his pickup truck into the traffic jam in Kyoto.

This is like a war. The entertainment industry has always been a battlefield of fame and wealth. If you have a larger market share, maybe others will have less.

Everything should be occupied by means of snatching, snatching heat, headlines and resources.

The release time of new songs should be set, and there should be no conflict between big names, so as to avoid the fall of the throne. Of course, there are also those who deliberately fight, such as Jiang siyao and Jiang Chen, who release new albums at the same time, fall in love with each other and fight fiercely.

It's like two people with strong personalities always want to compete. Ren He even guessed that they broke up because they were not convinced with each other, and he didn't know where they would end up.

Striving for fame and profit is the main theme of the entertainment circle. What does Yang Xi, a new girl, use to gain a foothold in the entertainment circle? Ren He thinks that in addition to good songs, there should be enough means.

Yang Xi simply does not understand this, but she has Ren He. And this evening, Ren He will take Yang Xi, thoroughly and completely stand up to declare war on those entertainment tycoons! In these five days, no one can easily cover up Yang Xi's light. After this war, Yang Xi is one of the most shining stars in the entertainment industry. Their two 16-year-old girls are going to declare war on the whole entertainment world. It's exciting to think about this kind of thing! Alligators, get ready to fight. The smile on Ren He's face can't be covered The night in Kyoto is brilliant. Its prosperity, its prosperity, brings people only more fatigue, more complaints. However, some people choose to cover their ears at night, not to listen to its fatigue, not to listen to its complaints, not to listen to its prosperity, not to listen to its complaints. So the world was quiet at last. Xie Zexi is sitting in the window of her own bar. There are guests in the bar early. She has a noisy atmosphere, but she is a little melancholy. The air conditioning is on in the bar. Xie Zexi only wears a tight vest, which shows her beautiful body in her twenties incisively and vividly. Since the end of the music boom at the beginning of the year, her business has been completely improved. Many celebrities in the folk music industry are willing to come to her bar to perform, and more guests are willing to come here to drink and listen to music. But she always felt that something was missing... Maybe that amazing feeling was missing. It is often said that don't meet too amazing people when you are young, so that you won't find life boring in the future. And Xie Zexi has this idea at this moment, she suddenly thought, the two young girls will not appear in her life, it is like a quiet life for passion and strong desire. Sometimes she would dream that the boy with the cap was standing at the entrance of the bar, and asked her with a smile: "boss, can you sing?" She would answer yes every time and wake up. But when I woke up, I saw only the empty room. Business is good, food and clothing, but the spirit is empty, this feeling is not good. All of a sudden, Xie Zexi's eyes were stunned when she looked out of the glass window. It was like she didn't know that she had touched a mysterious button in the world, and then she went into a dream. Outside the crystal clear glass window, there is a pair of young girls standing there with a cap. Xie Zexi can't see their faces, but she can see the smiling lips of the young man gently open. Xie Zexi can understand the mouth shape of his speech. That is the scene repeated countless times in her dream: boss, can you sing?