Chapter 257

In Wisconsin, on an ordinary farm.

Two middle-aged male farmers are happily drinking whiskey.

"Ha, I didn't expect that our grandfather died of poverty and left us a huge fortune."

"Indeed, George McCarthy is the van Gogh of our family."

"From 1960 to 1985, that novel brought us about 100000 dollars in copyright revenue."

Older men, somewhat intoxicated, "when I was a child, I thought I could live on royalties all my life."

"Who knows, after that, no one came to seek adaptation."

"Ha," the younger one laughs, "I didn't expect that there is a fool who is willing to buy out the copyright of the novel that nobody read for $1 million."

They clinked their glasses and laughed at the same time.

"Are they descendants of George McCarthy, please?" A young man in a suit, led by the hostess, came in.

Huh?

The two farmers turned at the same time and looked opposite.

"To introduce myself, I'm a lawyer from New York."

Lawyers?

The farmers' eyes lit up and asked in unison, "do you also want to buy the copyright of winemaker's million gifts?"

"Also?" Lawyer heart missed beat a few times, anxiously asked: "you have sold?"

"No, but we don't sell it for less than $1 million."

The lawyer looked at the greedy appearance of the two men, and his heart was fixed.

"A million dollars, it's too cheap."

"Do you know how much people who want to buy copyright get from this work?"

"How much?" Two red necks, eyes seem to flash "$".

"The copyright buyer is Wang Jian, an Asian best-selling author."

"He owns two websites. One is the online media tool twitter, which is worth 800 million dollars. One is a literary website, the valuation will only be higher. "

The lawyer sat down and uttered a bewitching voice. "As soon as his new work was released, it caused a sensation and brought huge traffic to these two websites."

"Although, if it's just a charge, it's not a lot. But intangible wealth is hard to measure. "

"Think about it. Are you willing to take only one million dollars from a billionaire?"

"A billionaire?" The two farmers looked at each other and shook their heads. "We can't afford to offend such a big man."

"A million dollars is enough for us."

Er...

How can this be counterproductive?

The lawyer paused and decided to make himself known.

"I'm actually from Viacom, NBC, paramount."

The two farmers looked at the lawyer, a little dazed.

"You know Star Wars, don't you?" The lawyer held the last hope.

"I know that." The farmers nodded.

The lawyer pondered for a while, and decided to tell the other party his intention in the most straightforward words.

"Our boss is worth more than five billion dollars. You don't have to care about that billionaire at all."

"We feel that the million gift of the winemaker is worth at least 20 million dollars, and we are willing to go to court instead of you and the other party."

20 million dollars?

The number is too big, which makes the two farmers a little at a loss.

"We can sign an agreement that Simon Schuster will provide you with a minimum of one million dollars as long as you are willing to sue each other."

"Think about it. One million dollars is guaranteed. You can fight for 20 million dollars." The lawyer's voice became more and more low, like a devil's whisper.

...

at this time, in the office building of flushing, New York.

Wang Jian and Tom are carefully comparing the published part of "I'm really rich" with "million gifts from the winemaker".

"Judging from the professional knowledge I gained from my work in University and publishing house, there is no plagiarism between these two works." Tom looked up and said seriously.

"Creativity is not protected. It's only the way of narration that is protected." After a pause, he continued: "this 1905 novel focuses more on the absurdity of the protagonist's experience after he gets money, which can be classified as" black humor. "

"I'm really rich" focuses on the realization of wishes and the different attitudes of people around me, reflecting what you call "cool."

"It's a typical website style."

"But the push of the main line is too similar." Wang Jian shook his head. "Plagiarism will not be judged by law, but writers and most readers will not think so.""It's more appropriate to win the right of adaptation with one million dollars."

He thought about it and didn't regret his decision.

Then the phone rings.

"Wang, the other side asked for 20 million dollars and did not accept the settlement." Matthew's voice came.

"How much, 20 million dollars? They are poor and crazy Wang Jian's voice was full of surprise.

"Do you want to go on?" Matthew asked.

If this precedent is set, can Tolkien's descendants also point out that Arcane throne copied the Lord of the rings?

After all, there are magic, dragons and the like.

But if so, do you work for those writers before?

"Come back." Wang gradually pondered for a while and said slowly.

"So... Let's delete all the information about" I'm so rich "from the website and twitter?" Tom asked.

"No way." Wang Jian shook his head, "at this stage of rapid development, it's too hurtful."

"And," he sighed, "if I'm right, NBC has already started."

"If we delete it, we will be completely copied by the other party."

Wang Jian clicks the mouse to enter the topic area.

It seems that most people are talking about the gimmick of billionaires writing about the daily lives of the rich, except for a few people who mention "the million gifts of the winemaker".

"Well, what needs to be solved now is the impression of most readers after NBC reports."

Wang Jian flicked the mouse and said to himself.

Suddenly, he found a message from Stephen King.

"In a sense, this work is more similar to Wang's self portrait?"

Is Stephen King using Twitter?

Wang Jian first felt a burst of disobedience, and then, as if there was a flash of lightning across his mind.

Creativity, expression, self portrait?

"Tom, you said I put myself into the characters, and I can find my shadow in all the actions of the protagonist." Wang Jian murmured.

"In that case, readers will not think that even if there is a suspicion of plagiarism?"

"Ah," said Tom, "you mean you want to be Carl?"

"In a period of time, completely live as you said in the" shenhaowen "

"Well." Wang Jian thought for a moment and nodded.

Then he picked up the phone and called Sarah.

"Sarah, the beautiful German lady who looked down on us most when she was a child and fawned on her adoptive parents, can you still get in touch with her?"