Being a wise man, I am serious

Chapter 203 The City of Heroes

Although Qin Xiong said so, but this time, everyone was obviously more enthusiastic and polite to him.

Everyone was polite to him before, just out of basic politeness and accomplishment, but now, there is more respect.

Talented people are more or less arrogant, and those who are not strong enough to force themselves into a certain circle will easily be jealous and disgusted by others.

But now, Qin Xiong has proved himself with his own strength, and everyone quickly accepted him.

Moreover, more and more writers are willing to chat with him.

"Nobita, how much have you earned from this book so far?" While chatting, an old male author asked curiously.

"Not much, normally tens of thousands a month, when copyrights are sold, it's tens to millions." Qin Xiong said.

"...Are all the newcomers these days so vigorous? They make millions a month at every turn."

"It's quite normal. When I sold the copyright, I got more than three million at once. It's just a film and television copyright. It's a one-off sale." to communicate.

"Your hammer is a bit scary. When I got the half-year bonus and channel fee, I only got a few hundred thousand at most. However, it was several years ago, and now I'm like a dog."

"Everyone, be frank, don't sell yourself badly on purpose. There is no outsider here except the author. You are not afraid of revealing your wealth, and no one will ask you to borrow money. Anyway, everyone is not too bad."

"Who said that, I'm short on money. I recently looked at the villas in Jiangcheng. One villa costs five or six million, which is too expensive!"

"Versailles, we've started looking at the villas, we don't even dare to look at them."

"I'm losing money every month..." Qin Xiong finally found a chance and said something.

"No way, no matter how much you write, you won't lose money. Are you spending money to run your own work?"

"That's right. I built a writer's village, three buildings, hired some staff, and recruited some writers in the village. The expenses of all aspects add up, and I lose tens of thousands every day. The pressure is huge." Qin Xiong Take the opportunity to say.

"You Xiangcheng have created a writer's village. Why have you never heard of it? I always thought that we in Hubei didn't have a writer's village."

"It's a small matter. When I listed it, I only went to the city-level news and media, and didn't do a large-scale publicity in the whole province. After all, everything is just the beginning. Whether it can last or how long it can last is uncertain." Qin Xiong.

"Okay, now we know, try to make it a provincial writer's village, and then we will go to the platform together." A platinum god encouraged.

"The place is good, the scenery is also very good, you can go fishing, you can also exercise, and there is no problem if you stay for a while. You are welcome to come and collect the scenery at any time." Qin Xiong said with a smile.

"How many people are there now?"

"There are already 15 writers in the province and outside the province. The members in the city have not yet started to settle in, and five rooms and places have been reserved." Qin Xiong.

"What do you mainly rely on for profit?"

"At present, we simply charge a little rent, based on [-]% of the monthly manuscript fee income. Rent is waived if it is less than [-], and only [-] is charged if it is more than [-]." Qin Xiong introduced.

"Is it so conscientious? The investment in the three writers' buildings must be at least a few million. When will it be possible to pay back?"

"I haven't considered getting back the money for the time being." Qin Xiong said frankly.

"It's no wonder that Yueyue is losing money, so you haven't thought about other ways to realize it?"

"I've thought about it, I'm trying it out, and I plan to make short videos. On the one hand, I will use the natural traffic in the short video field to promote the writer's village. On the other hand, I will see if I can find business opportunities in this area." Qin Xiong.

"This method is feasible and worth trying."

After getting everyone's affirmation, he took the opportunity to promote a wave of writers' village policies, and after listening to some good suggestions, Qin Xiong was finally satisfied.

This night tour, he did not come in vain.

Back at the hotel, Qin Xiong silently counted, was startled, and hurriedly asked: "When we went out, there were 11 people in total, why is there one less now?"

"Oh, you're quite careful. One of them drove out and just explained to me."

"Are you going out so late?" Qin Xiong was a little surprised.

"Although Jiangcheng is not as good as the first-tier cities, it still has a nightlife. It's very pleasant to go out and drink a little wine before going to bed..."

"...I really am old." Qin Xiong.

"I haven't got the great promise yet, and I haven't got the platinum yet. You old bastard, come on, write well, you can do it!" An old platinum in the province said with a smile.

Feeling everyone's encouragement and expectations for him, Qin Xiong's heart is also warm.

Back in the dormitory, Yu Feiyang was already sound asleep.

Qin Xiong simply took a shower, and when he was about to go to bed, he realized that the other party had already woken up.

"Sorry to wake you up." Qin Xiong said.

"No, no, under normal circumstances, I also wake up at this time." After Yu Feiyang finished speaking, he got up and washed his face, then set up the computer and started typing.

Qin Xiong glanced at the phone, 23:30.

Fortunately, Feiyang is using a silent keyboard, so Qin Xiong can barely fall asleep.

However, after sleeping until midnight, when he opened his eyes, he found that Yu Feiyang was still typing.

After insisting on sleeping for another two hours, he opened his eyes again and found that Yu Feiyang was already beating the king.

Qin Xiong gritted his teeth and continued to sleep!
When it was almost dawn, he found that Yu Feiyang had already started watching dramas, even though he was wearing earphones.

However, with such a wandering spirit in the house, Qin Xiong didn't sleep well all night.

After dawn, the two went to have breakfast together.

Yu Feiyang drank a can of Red Bull, and Qin Xiong drank a cup of instant coffee.

However, the two ran to the meeting "in high spirits".

In the first session, Dong Wenlin, the leader of the Provincial Writers Association, preached the spirit of the [-]th China Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the [-]th Congress of the China Writers Association and the [-]th Provincial Party Committee Congress. The time is one hour.

The second link, the general meeting, reviews the annual work report of the Provincial Internet Writers Association and deliberates on the construction and development of the Provincial Internet Writers Association.

When it came to the vote by show of hands, Qin Xiong was still able to actively raise his hand, but Yu Feiyang was already too sleepy to move.

After the meeting, Yu Feiyang didn't even eat lunch, so he went back to the dormitory to catch up on sleep, while Qin Xiong continued to try new things in the dining room.

Different from last night, some fresh dishes have been added for lunch today.

At the same time, he finally met Zhang Wenshan, the president of the City Internet Writers Association, and Comrade Li Fei perfectly. The three of them sat at a dining table, chatting while eating.

"How was the battle last night?" Qin Xiong asked with a smile.

"Li Fei is a real guy. Last night, he drank one and got drunk last night. He was invincible in the audience. Therefore, there was only one person empty in the venue this morning..." President Zhang Wenshan said in a low voice.

"...It really is the representative of our association's drinking department..." Qin Xiong sighed.

"Excellent, low-key..." Li Fei.

After lunch, each went to the dormitory to rest for a while, and the afternoon study began soon.

This time, it was expert He from the Party History Office of the Provincial Party Committee who came to explain the glorious red revolutionary history of Hubei Province to Internet writers.

The historical contribution is great, the time span is large, there are many major events, and the area coverage is wide.

Hubei is an important birthplace of our party. Among the early organizations of the six local parties, the Jiangcheng Communist Group is second only to Shanghai in terms of status and influence.

Among the 13 representatives of the First National Congress of the Communist Party of China, five are from this province. It can be said that the red flag has not fallen for 28 years, and the armed struggle has continued for 22 years. We still have 83 old revolutionary bases at the county level...

At the same time, Jiangcheng is also an important birthplace of the People's Army. Our party's idea of ​​building an army was completed in Jiangcheng.

Among the senior generals of the People's Liberation Army, there are 1614 founding generals, 235 in this province, second only to Jiangxi, and 61 founding generals and 8 generals in Hong'an, a general county in this province.

During the period of the Agrarian Revolution, among the 13 revolutionary base areas, there were six in this province, and the red gene was prominent.

At the same time, the sacrifices we have made are also very large, 70 martyrs, more than 30 provincial high officials, Yangxin is the first county of martyrs, and the number of sacrificed soldiers is astonishing...

At the beginning, everyone didn't have a very intuitive feeling about the red history of this province, but when Expert He presented these detailed data one by one, everyone was shocked.

It turns out that this is the city of heroes and the people of heroes!
(End of this chapter)