Chapter 150: Reminder

Dawo Manor.

Two days later.

Adam, the science tool man, drove back to New York.

"Adam, hurry up and call back, your phone, no, my phone is almost broken."

As soon as I arrived at Apartment 520, I heard Monica yelling frantically.

"Who?"

Adam curiously asked.

"The editor-in-chief of Random House."

Monica said madly: "I told him that you had something to go out. He urged him ten phone calls a day to let people live?"

"Don't get excited, I will return immediately."

Adam picked up the phone and called Jack Cerf, the editor-in-chief of Random House, "Jack, it's me, what can I do if I am so eagerly?"

Hanging up, Adam got up and was ready to leave.

"Hello?!"

Monica stopped Adam and said frantically, "Don't you tell me what he is looking for? It's like a urging ghost?"

"He's really a killer!"

Adam smiled bitterly: "He came to me for the publication of the second book of Lord of Mysteries."

"call."

When Monica heard it, she felt comfortable all over, she stepped aside, and vomited: "If you can't tell me earlier, it's over. I don't need to tell me mysteriously, so I can't eat and sleep well."

"Sorry."

Adam apologized: "I left him the phone number here before, and I will tell him to stop calling here this time."

"Actually, it doesn't matter."

Monica smiled embarrassedly: "He only found me when he called your apartment and couldn't get through. I just couldn't stand his ink stain, so I didn't want to tell me anything, and kept calling me. "

Random House.

Editor-in-chief's office.

"Our great writer is here, please sit down, tea or drink?"

Jack Cerf is very enthusiastic.

"Tea will do."

Adam accepted this enthusiasm frankly.

Because he deserves it.

Who can bring benefits, who is the boss, this is the unbreakable truth.

"Linda, serve tea, good tea."

Jack immediately pressed the intercom and ordered the secretary.

"Congratulations, the 100,000 copies of the second edition of Lord of Mysteries have been sold out, and the follow-up feedback from various channels has been very positive. We are preparing to release 500,000 copies of the third edition, and the whole rice will be fully available."

Jack laughed and said: "On the dark horse company's side, the sales of comics by the Master of Mystery are also extremely hot, and more film and television production companies have tried to contact us."

"Don't talk about film and television copyrights for now."

Adam was very satisfied with this. He thought about it and said: "The current special effects are not good enough to show the world of the Lord of Mysteries, so wait a minute, and 100,000 copies are sold, and 500,000, 1 million, and 5 million copies are sold. It's not a concept at all, let's wait for the number of publications to come up before talking about it."

"Also."

Jack naturally understands this truth.

The reason why he mentions it is also with the mentality of giving it a try. If the transaction is facilitated, the money given to him by the film and television production alone is really good.

After all, it takes a lot of time for the master of mystery to publish the number of books and the development of special effects technology. When that happens, who knows he is still alive.

But he is also a wise man, knowing the truth in moderation.

When Adam came to the door, he directly broke the second-hand dealer's method of making bad money.

It's okay to mention it, if the attitude is too enthusiastic or even reluctant, that's a fool.

The sales of Lord of Mysteries are very good, and the expected profit has soared, and it has been registered with the company. At this time, Adam is annoyed, and it is definitely him who is unlucky.

"Adam, has the second part of the mystery been finished?"

"not yet."

Adam shook his head.

"Then we must hurry up."

Jack urged: "The sale of new books has a great effect on the old books. We have made a series of publicity plans, but we are waiting for your second book. When can we deliver the manuscript?"

"Uh."

Adam thought for a while: "Before summer vacation?"

"No!"

Jack categorically denied: "That's too late, do you know how good the situation is now? It would be too wasteful not to strike while the iron is hot, and many of your loyal fans are writing to us, urging you to publish the second part as soon as possible, even There are extreme fans, they ask us for your address, and they say they want to come to ask for advice."

"You didn't give it?"

Adam was taken aback.

He had heard of sending blades to remind him in his previous life, but that was just a joke.

But here is the United States, a happy and free United States. Extreme fans say that they want to come to ask for advice. That's really no joke.

"Of course it can't be given."

Jack shook his head and said: "But I advise you to submit your paper as soon as possible. Otherwise, the fans who are waiting for anxious may come to you. Even if we don't provide the address, they have great magical powers. If you really want to find you, you may not find it. ."

"Ok."

Adam's mouth twitched. Although he knew that Jack was exaggerated, he decided to speed up the progress.

Now his endurance has reached the realm of your show. He is still energetic and full of energy without sleeping for a few nights. I really want the speed of the code word to be very fast.

It’s just that the salted fish habit he developed in the previous life has been affecting him, and he has no motivation to code a few thousand words a day Studying, hunting games, chatting with friends, and fighting with fairies, isn’t it good?

However, thinking of the recent period of time, buying a car, buying a forest hut, buying a gun, buying medical equipment, a full-scale upgrade of clothing, food, shelter, etc., really cost money.

If you don't make any money, there is really a sense of urgency to sit and eat.

In this way, his salted fish days seemed to be gone forever.

Leaving Random House and returning to Apartment 520, everyone's eyes became straight as soon as they said things, especially Rachel.

"You have to publish another 500,000 copies? I remember the last time you published 100,000 copies of the second edition, you got 500,000 royalties? Isn't 500,000 copies 2.5 million?"

"Almost, but it's not exactly 2.5 million, and there is still a fraction."

Adam explained.

"A lot of money."

"Does writing books really make money?"

"How come I don't have the talent for writing books."

Everyone was deeply moved.

"No!"

Rachel stood up suddenly and cried out in surprise: "I am also a writer, and I want to be famous and make a lot of money. I will write a book now."

After speaking, I slipped into the bedroom and went to create.

Adam is not optimistic about this. It is because Rachel has no perseverance at all. Don’t look at the excitement now. It is because of the stimulation of Adam’s huge income. When she wakes up from sleep, she finds that her writing is not smooth, so she definitely starts fishing Up.

Three o'clock in the morning.

Heather woke up in a daze and found that her chest was empty. This was an experience she had never had since she was with Adam. He was very unaccustomed. He closed his eyes and stretched out his hand to the side. There was nothing, and he opened immediately. eye.

"Adam?"

Heather called out and saw no one respond. A ray of light came in through the crack of the door. He rubbed his eyes and opened the bedroom door. He saw the living room light on and a figure typing at the desk.

clatter! clatter! clatter!

Heather listened for a while, and suddenly he was not sleepy again...