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Chapter Thirteen The Last Fight(1/2)

After leaving, He Chen checked the route and headed straight to the next publishing house.

With the experience of the first company, He Chen was no longer nervous, but when the price was finally negotiated, the negotiations broke down.

The price this store gives is even more harsh, only 7,500 yuan, which is simply a beggar.

He Chen was too lazy to say anything. He heard that he only gave this point and got up and left. He treated people who respect comics politely, but he would never be polite to those who insult classics!

After that, the third and fourth companies gave 12,000 yuan and the other gave 5,000 yuan.

Is this world really not optimistic about comics at all?

Has no publisher realized the unparalleled industrial value hidden in this?

He Chen has been traveling around the city for a day, starting from 8 am, and now it is already 4 pm.

The next one is the last one I plan to visit today.

He Chen stepped into the publishing house with a determined mood.

At this time, as we get off work, there are very few people coming to visit. The front desk quickly arranged He Chen to the reception room and asked him to wait.

If this time is not successful, what should I do next?

He Chen was a little confused. Could it be that he could only sell the elves at a low price? He was unwilling to give up! He was not for money, but for his childhood classics to be fairly recognized!

Just as I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard a subtle sound coming from next door, as if it was a game or an adaptation.

"Game adaptation!"

He Chen suddenly felt a sudden move in his heart. The **Elf was a popular game at first, and then adapted the animation. After the animation became popular, it further increased the popularity of the game, and then released the comic.

Because of the system, he can only obtain comics, but since it is adapted from a game, can the game manufacturer see its value?

He Chen focused on listening to the sound coming from next door.

"Editor Kong, how about the adaptation rights of the handheld game of the author of the "Demon Picture" last time I asked you?"

He Chen checked that the world is developing rapidly in China. Due to its strong copyright awareness and extremely severe blow to piracy, the handheld and console games that had almost disappeared in China in the last life are still strong in this world.

It sounds like this person is a handheld game manufacturer?

**People Elf is a classic that leads handheld game to its peak!

"Mr. Ye! It's not that I won't help you, but the author of "The Magic Picture" is not an ordinary author. His copyright is in his own hands. He has the final say for whom the adaptation rights are given..."

Then, a man named Editor Kong suddenly lowered his voice, and He Chen pricked up his ears and took a lot of effort to hear it clearly.

It seems that there is another extremely powerful game company that competes for the adaptation rights of the "Magic Picture" handheld game.

That game company is much stronger than Mr. Ye, who only has a handheld game. The two seem to have had some entanglement. The game is determined to defeat Mr. Ye's company. Therefore, if Mr. Ye likes any game, the company will draw exponentially to fight for it.

Mr. Ye’s company has not released any new products for more than half a year. If it weren’t for the deep foundation, he would have been bankrupt.

However, life is not easy now. If the market cannot be opened, his company will have to close in less than two years.

"So, I can't help you this time."

"Oh... I'm sorry."

Hearing this, the editor who He Chen was waiting for finally arrived late. The editor looked twenty-seven and looked very handsome, but it gave He Chen a very frivolous feeling.

"Oh, it's still a child!" The young man glanced at him, exclaimed, and smiled, not caring about He Chen.

"Come on, let me see the kid's masterpiece!"

I didn't even have a basic introduction, so I reached out to get He Chen's file bag - the only thing around He Chen looked like he had a drawing.

He Chen frowned, and he was slightly angry. He really wanted to punch him and leave.

But after thinking about it, I still suppressed it, blocked the young man's hand without hesitation, and carefully took out the drawing from the file bag.

The young man sneered: "Ha, he has a very bad temper!" Then he sat across from He Chen, crossed his legs, took the drawing from He Chen indifferently, and flipped it loudly.

"Well, the drawing is pretty good..." No matter how frivolous he is, he will not be able to see the difference between what He Chen draws and the current situation of the villain's book.

After watching it in a few seconds, the young man sat up and said, "I didn't realize that your thing is really good, 3,000 yuan, buy it out! This is an amazing high price among newcomers!" He looked like he was keen on his eyes, as if he was a great gift to He Chen, waiting for He Chen to kneel down and lick him excitedly.

"Haha, three thousand yuan? Where are you sending the beggar?" He Chen smiled and snatched the drawing from the young man.

"You don't even ask! For Little Man Book, three thousand is already considered high! Don't be ignorant!" The young man also smiled, squinted his eyes and said coldly.

"This is a comic! Can the Little Man Book have such a story? Can it create such a character?" He Chen's voice became louder.

The young man took his ears, bounced his fingers, and said contemptuously: "No matter how good the story is, it's just a villain's book! It's good to give you three thousand yuan. How much do you want for a loss-making thing? Is our publishing house a charity?"

"Lost money? My comics can be adapted into games!"

"That thing can still be..."

Hearing He Chen's roar, the young man was about to laugh, but before he could laugh, someone pushed the door open and entered.

"Who! Didn't you see me talking? Uh, Mr. Ye?" The young man shouted angrily, but when he saw the person coming, the aura that had just risen was slashed again, but there was no respect in his expression, and a hint of mockery flashed in his eyes.

"Haha, Xiao Chen, you know that uncle, I am a game player, so when I hear something that can change the game, I can't help but come and take a look." The person who came was the President Ye who He Chen heard before.

He disliked Xiao Chen's disrespectful attitude, but instead looked at He Chen with his eyes shining.

"Little brother, I heard that your novel can be adapted into a game? Can you let me see it?"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of He Chen's mouth.

This young man named Xiao Chen offered such a low price. He Chen was going to leave directly, but he thought of an idea and deliberately shouted loudly, and immediately stopped Mr. Ye who was about to leave.

He Chen analyzed some points from the conversations he heard: 1. Mr. Ye is a handheld game; 2. Mr. Ye’s company is not optimistic at present and he urgently needs a game; 3. The adaptation rights of the "Demon Picture" they just negotiated were not negotiated.

Then He Chen quickly came to a conclusion: This is an opportunity!

He could not break in and sell his own elf to Mr. Ye, because it would be extremely impolite to go in rashly, which would leave a bad impression on Mr. Ye, and at that time would put He Chen in a passive position: he would sell to Mr. Ye, and it would be up to Mr. Ye to decide whether to buy or not.

After he brought Mr. Ye over, he would ask him for help, and he would dominate the negotiations.

"What novel, Mr. Ye was joking! I am the editor of Little Man Book, and of course the reviewer is Little Man Book." The young man pointed at He Chen and said, "Don't listen to this guy talking nonsense. Little Man Book can adapt games? What a joke!"

"Oh..." Mr. Ye's voice suddenly fell down. He also saw the drawing in He Chen's hand. It was indeed a Little Man Book. What story can a Little Man Book have to adapt a game?

After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

"Who said that comics cannot be adapted? It's your business that you can't do, don't underestimate me!"

He Chen's confident words made Mr. Ye stop.

"Haha, Lao Ye, I know you are very anxious, but you can't seek medical treatment in a hurry. Although the game is aimed at teenagers, the villain's book... Haha, it's not that I look down on you. Ask people after the third grade of elementary school, and how many people who like villain's book? Even if you just look at it, you will be ridiculed as childish." Editor-in-chief Kong also interrupted.

"Short-sighted and stick to the rules!" He Chen snorted lightly, "There is no story in the world that cannot be drawn by comics!"

Mr. Ye gritted his teeth, turned around suddenly, and looked sincere: "Can you let me see?"

This is a cross-border requirement. In a publishing house, an outsider needs to read the content of the author who came to contribute, and this is to directly ignore the publishing house.

Editor-in-chief Kong was slightly angry, but when he thought, it was just a villain's book for a newcomer who had not signed a contract, what kind of waves could this make?

"Haha!" Editor-in-chief Kong and Xiao Chen looked at each other and smiled.

"Hehe..." He Chen also smiled meaningfully.

He Chen generously handed the drawing to Mr. Ye. When Mr. Ye saw it, he looked at He Chen in surprise, then took it seriously and looked at him carefully.

Others are watching stories and novelties, while Mr. Ye, he saw a world!

A brand new world with infinite possibilities!

Countless Pokémon and Pokémon League, just these two points, how much game content can be made?!

This is simply tailor-made for your handheld game!

No, not just that!

Pokémon has a variety of attributes and can also be made into card games!

Leagues can even be made into e-sports games!

Also, according to the plot, you can make RPG games!

This almost covers all game types today, from handheld consoles to PCs, from casual to competitive, from stand-alone to online!

Perfect!

How did this come up?!

Mr. Ye doesn’t have that kind of creative idea, but he can see the future like a money printing machine!

"...Little brother, what are your name?"

"He Chen."

"Okay, He Chen, let's talk about the adaptation!"

Mr. Ye immediately made a decision. He thought he would return without success today, but he didn't expect that he would pick up such a big treasure before he was about to leave!

Pokémon!

He Chen is his Pokémon!

Xiao Chen and Editor-in-Chief Kong were stunned. What's going on? Is Mr. Ye crazy? Can a mere villain's book really be adapted?
To be continued...
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