Chapter 92 Share Invitation
"Science Fiction World" is the leader in science fiction classification. It can be said that many science fiction writers become famous here and then move to a broader publishing world.
But in fantasy magazines, it is nothing. The sales of millions just now are only ranked in the middle and upper reaches. Fantasy, magic, and fantasy are better than science fiction.
Chen Chuhe also heard some rumors. He did not know the specific situation, but he still had to win over it. So he asked: "Teacher Lin, it is said that "Martian Rescue" is about to be published. Have you ever thought about serializing it in our magazine?"
You can see the change in identity from a person's title. Once only the name Lin Han, but now he has become Teacher Lin.
Although Lin Han’s collaboration with "Science Fiction World" is more pleasant, compared to his friends, he still has to take care of his friends, not to mention that he has sufficient reasons.
"Brother Chen, I'm sorry, I've decided to publish the magazine here, so I can't put it on "Science Fiction World" for the time being."
Chen Chuhe felt a little thrilled. He thought it was not good, so he asked guessingly: "It's okay, this time we are behind, there is still a chance in the future. Can you reveal which magazine it is? Fantasy 1+1, or novel painting, the most joy or whimsical?"
The names of the magazines he mentioned are quite famous. If Lin Han was a science fiction novel, he would have been able to go to these places.
However, Lin Han shook his head and said to his phone: "Brother Chen, I can't tell you the name of the magazine for the time being, but it will definitely surprise you, and it will probably cause shock at that time."
The fact that Li Wenyuan's entry into "Fantasy Age" has not been exposed yet. Lin Han doesn't know how many people are informed. Anyway, he cannot expose it from himself, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble.
"A publication that will cause shock? Literary and artistic style appreciation, knowledge is power, and there are more mainstream magazines such as people's literature and novel monthly newspapers? That really requires it, it is much better than our magazines." Chen Chuhe obviously misunderstood Lin Han's meaning, and he thought it would be a more famous magazine.
"It's not all that, you'll be surprised anyway. Besides, "Science Fiction World" is still serializing "Me, Robot" every month. It will be serialized from December last year to August this year, and then serializing "Martian Rescue". That's not that I have occupied one-fifth of the entire magazine's space, which is not great."
Although "I, Robot" has been published and sold for nearly two months, the serialization progress of "Science Fiction World" is not fast, and a fixed chapter is available every month, which is stable to help Lin Han attract readers.
These are all novels with a large number of words, not those short stories of one or two thousand words, each time they are nearly seven or eight pages.
After Lin Han reminded him, Chen Chuhe realized that he was too anxious to forget such a simple thing.
Generally speaking, there will be no two works by the same writer in a magazine. He said annoyed, "Look at my memory, I forgot about this, otherwise I will have to make a joke. By the way, when will "Martian Rescue" be available for sale? Our editorial department is still discussing it frequently. I want to know how you can save a person from Mars."
"It's so fast, I'll send you one in advance, and I'll use SF Express to pay on time."
"It would be even better if there was an autograph. I took it home and let my son see it. He also likes science fiction now."
Lin Han's phone flashed gently, and the battery was in a hurry, so he said hurriedly: "Science fiction novels need to be grabbed from the doll. Brother Chen, I called my phone for an afternoon and it was out of power soon. I will contact you next time I have something to do, and you can also find me on QQ."
"You go and do it. I know someone will definitely call you in this moment."
Just now, Lin Han's cell phone was turned off gloriously and the whole world became quiet.
I obviously wanted to check the information here, but I answered all the calls in the afternoon, but the work was not done at all, which was a waste of time.
After packing up his things, Lin Han simply applied for an online inquiry account at a national library, so that he could find some information in the library's electronic resources. He even wanted to go to the online library in the United States to check it out.
It was just the evening rush hour, and the subway was crowded, and the entire carriage was filled with people, as if they were canned sardines. Lin Han couldn't turn around, and there was almost no gap.
But the air flow inside the earth was not good, and it seemed extremely dull. The billboard flashing outside made him feel a little dazzled. He couldn't help but start to think about it. He thought of the death train and a terrifying subway.
After finally successfully escaping from the subway station, Lin Han felt that his whole body had turned into pieces of paper. He collapsed on his sofa, rested for a while before plugging his phone into the data cable and starting to charge.
But now he doesn't want to turn on the computer, and even considers whether to change his private phone number. If he has been harassed like this for a long time, how can he have the energy to write novels?
Lin Han didn't have the mood to have a meal at this moment. He turned on the computer and added friends on QQ to apply. He could only click one and ignore it all. He obviously had an agent to come to him.
However, he instantly saw several messages from Li Wenyuan, "Why are your phone turned off? Are there many people coming to harass you?"
"I have an important thing here. If you see it, please reply."
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Lin Han turned his QQ into a long-term invisibility, and he replied with an expression, [Hard to go online].jpg
Li Wenyuan quickly replied: "I wanted to find you in the afternoon, but I found that you turned off all the phones. You must have received a lot of calls, right?"
"Yes, I've been out of battery when I've been calling and I'm still charging. What's the matter with me?"
"I want to ask, I'm going to build a cultural company to run Fantasy Times magazine. Are you interested in investing in it?"
This made Lin Han ask. Does he want to be a shareholder? Of course he thought about it, but the company seems a bit unreliable, and he doesn't have much money to take out.
Li Wenyuan saw Lin Han's hesitation, and continued to type and said, "You don't have to worry about business issues. The company's business will have a special manager and editor-in-chief. I am responsible for being a mascot and storefront, and using this old face to bring people to the magazine to write books."
"I think it's the most important thing for you to write a novel. If you publish a book in a magazine, your readers alone can hold up half the sky."
The sales of "Fantasy Age" once only cost 10,000 or 20,000 yuan per month. With such a small sales, no advertiser is willing to advertise, and the royalties cannot be paid too high, so the author is even more unwilling to come.
As a science fiction giant, Li Wenyuan hasn't seen new works for almost a year. If he publishes it now, his attention will definitely be high.
"My new book is prepared for this time, but when it is published, it is better for us to stagger it to avoid snatching each other's market."
The share of science fiction novels is only a little bit. Lin Han and Li Wenyuan are both responsible for expanding their territory. If they fight each other, it will not be a good thing for the entire science fiction novel.
"You don't have to worry too much about writers. I have contacted five or six top writers, and I will officially start receiving the articles when the company is established. Now I want to run the company more rigorously. I can take out 8 million yuan of original equity capital of 10 million yuan. If you are willing, it will be 2 million, accounting for 20%.
2 million is not a small number for Lin Han. He had to exchange pounds and US dollars for more than three million to RMB. He took out most of his assets to gamble at once, and he had to be unscrupulous.
"I need to understand the specific content you are preparing." Lin Han is not short of money. He has so many classic novels. As long as his memory is still there, he can make money. What if this company can make money.
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Chapter completed!