Chapter 1202

Name:God Level Demon Author:拉姆
Whoosh!

As soon as Xia Ping thought, he entered the virtual network and came to a virtual space.

The virtual space can be set as you want, and this virtual space is set by Xia Ping as a living room, with sofas, coffee tables, TVs, etc., and the decoration is very fashionable.

Then, another figure appeared in this space.

Xia Ping took a closer look, and found that this person was two meters tall, very fat, looked like a ton, with horns on his head, a pig nose, wearing a black suit, a red tie, and gold-rimmed glasses. The face of a treacherous businessman.

He could tell at a glance that it was a pig demon.

But it's nothing in the universe. The human race and the monster race have long been mixed together, and it's not surprising that all kinds of races exist.

"Mr. Wu, it's really great that you are finally willing to communicate with me. It's the first time we met. My name is Germa, and I'm the person in charge of Liuyun Starfield of Universe Book Media Company."

Germa smiled and introduced himself, showing enthusiasm.

"I won't talk nonsense, I'm very straightforward, what do you want from me?" Xia Ping asked straightforwardly.

Germa nodded: "Mr. Wu really speaks quickly, so I'll just say it straight. The reason why I'm looking for Mr. Wu is to ask you to write a book about deception."

"According to Mr. Wu's current reputation, if he can write a book like this, it will definitely sell well."

There was a sly gleam of a businessman in his eyes.

To be honest, he just likes Xia Ping's reputation, regardless of whether it is a bad reputation or a good reputation, in short, everyone knows that it is profitable.

Just like a star, he has great fame and many fans.

But just being famous is not enough, no matter how great the fame is, it cannot be eaten as a meal, so it is necessary to realize the fame.

Publishing a book is a means of realizing fame.

Xia Ping also knows that in his previous life on Earth, many celebrities also chose to publish books, or autobiographies, or scandals, and then hired someone to write them.

It doesn't matter whether the book is good or not, in short, the fame of a celebrity can attract the interest of the public and fans. Such a book will definitely sell and make a lot of money.

At the time, the most powerful celebrity on the planet was the president of the United States. Once the president left office, he would definitely publish a book and write an autobiography. Celebrities of this level would spend at least tens of millions of dollars on publishing books.

This is an income that ordinary people will never get in their lifetime.

Obviously, Gilmar took a fancy to Xia Ping's recent reputation in the Liuyun Starfield, so he wanted to cooperate with Xia Ping, taking advantage of this momentum, and taking the opportunity to make a fortune.

To put it a little vulgarly, with fame, many people will buy it even if you write a bunch of si.

"Publishing a book? Interesting, talk about it carefully."

Xia Ping squinted his eyes. He didn't mind Germa's attempt at all. People who are useless are basically useless. In this world, either I am using you or you are using me. Who can avoid it.

In short, this can bring him a lot of universe coins, which is the most real.

Seeing that Xia Ping seemed to be interested, Germa immediately said: "That's right, it's publishing a book. Of course, if you don't know how to write, our company also has many excellent writers, and they can all help ghostwrite."

"We can sign a sharing agreement with you. If you sell it, you can get 30% of the profit."

He stretched out three fingers, obviously he didn't care about Xia Ping's writing ability at all, he just wanted to use Xia Ping's fame to make a fortune.

"30% profit?"

Xia Ping looked at Germa with a half-smile: "Use my fame to make money, and only give me 30%, isn't that a bit too much? At least 90%!"

"Mr. Wu, you are the worst."

Germa screamed: "Our company is responsible for helping with publicity, spreading out sales channels, and having to find ghostwriters, pass editorial review, typesetting, etc., all of which cost money, and the cost is outrageously high. You I didn’t do any shit, so I took 90% of it, do you want us to drink the northwest wind? This is absolutely impossible, and there is no need to discuss it.”

Xia Ping shook his head: "I don't need to find someone to write for me, I can write it myself, and without my fame and celebrity effect, I'm afraid you won't be able to make money."

"Ninety percent is still too high, at most fifty percent, and no more."

Germa shook his head. He couldn't accept such a sharing ratio at all. If they could only get 10%, how much money would they make? Isn't this working for the other party? !

Moreover, as the person in charge of Liuyun Starfield, the universe book media company, he has a profit requirement every year. If he fails to meet the profit, he may be demoted or even punished.

Of course, if you do a good job, you will be appreciated by the head office, and you may be able to work in the head office and reach the sky in one step. This is the highest goal of every branch manager.

"Seventy percent!"

Xia Ping looked at Gilmar: "I need at least 70% of the profit, and there is no other way if it is lower. I can only give up cooperating with you."

He also wants to occupy all the benefits, but that is impossible. The so-called cooperation means that everyone can benefit from cooperation, otherwise a fool will work with you.

Seventy percent is his bottom line.

"Of course, I'm not trying to embarrass you. If this book doesn't reach tens of millions of sales, I don't have to take any of it." Xia Ping can sign a gambling agreement with the other party.

Ten million sales? !

Gilmar was taken aback immediately. You must know that ordinary books in this era hardly sell much. Most of the best-selling books are martial arts cheats, which can make people powerful.

However, these martial arts cheats are controlled by many holy sects, and they are not entitled to a share of the pie.

Therefore, if you want to reach tens of millions of sales, it must be the annual fire book. He has been the head of the Liuyun Starfield branch for ten years, and he has not published many such books.

Although this Wu Wudi is indeed well-known in Liuyun Starfield and other big starfields, will tens of millions of people really buy such a book? !

According to his estimation, a million sales volume is not bad, and it has already exceeded his expectations.

If there are tens of millions of sales, it is really only possible if a miracle occurs.

"Okay, since Mr. Wu is so confident, then I will naturally not refuse." Thinking of this, Germa immediately decided to agree to Xia Ping's conditions.

If it doesn't reach tens of millions of sales, then he doesn't need to pay a dime. This is a white wolf with empty hands.

Even if he can really reach the sales figure of tens of millions, he will not suffer.

No matter how you look at it, this is an extremely cost-effective deal, and there is no reason to refuse it.

"Okay, then sign the contract." Xia Ping smiled slightly.

Gilmar acted resolutely, so as not to have long nights and dreams, he immediately ordered his secretary to quickly draw up a contract.

The Maoxianren used its many years of experience to carefully review the contract, and believed that there was nothing wrong with the contract, it was fair, and the other party did not resort to any tricks, so it could be signed.

Therefore, Xia Ping signed this contract with Gilmar.

"However, Mr. Wu, how do you plan to write it?" Germa asked curiously, because fame is only an aid, and the content of the book is the most important. If the quality of the book is not good, it is impossible to reach tens of millions of sales.

After all, not all people are fools.

"I'll know when I write it out." Xia Ping said with a smile, he had already made a decision.