German Eagle: Steel and Magic

Chapter 69: Jeff in Chief

Walking into this building, there are several small rooms in front of you. In each room, two or three people are busy at the desks, and various manuscripts are piled up everywhere. It seems that I have come to the right place.

After all, true literature lovers would not reject Karl’s romance novels for the sake of gimmicks. Anyway, Karl thinks so. The first few submissions were silent, which seriously hit his self-confidence.

"This is the office of Editor-in-Chief Jeff. Wait a minute. I'll see if he's here."

The old woman led Karl to a staircase, went up to find the "Editor Jeff", came down after a while, and told Karl that the editor-in-chief was reviewing an important manuscript and asked him to wait downstairs for a while.

After expressing his thanks, Carl stepped aside, took out the manuscript from his briefcase and reviewed it again, and the time passed so quickly.

About an hour later, a middle-aged man wearing glasses came out of the room. He saw Karl at a glance, then yelled at him expressionlessly, waved his hand, and motioned for Karl to come up.

This kind of behavior is very rude, and there is a feeling of being superior and ordering others at will, but Carl has finished the revision of the draft for two years, so he can't stand up and argue with others at this time.

What's more, knowledge and self-cultivation are fundamentally two different things. It's normal for me to be disrespected as an unknown boy, but this is the editor-in-chief.

Carl followed upstairs and came to a small office.

Strictly speaking, the room wasn't even as spacious as Karl's bedroom at the Imperial Military Academy, and with manuscripts piled up everywhere, there was even less usable space.

There is only a desk and two chairs in the room, and almost no other furniture can be seen.

"I know you, Karl Deng Anpu Nimir.

Graduated from the Palisino Non-commissioned Officer Academy, an excellent aviation mage, with dazzling military exploits, a Silver Wing Medal, two Courage Medals, and... a Young Eagle Command Knife, he is the true hero of the empire.

If you were still alive after the war, I would definitely interview you, and your autobiography would sell well, if you were still alive and willing to write an autobiography. "

Jeff spoke very directly, but he directly stated Carl's results, so that Carl began to doubt the military's propaganda. Didn't he say that he would not make too much publicity to unimportant people?

How can even the editor-in-chief of a publishing house know such details?
"I'm glad you are interested in interviewing me, but now I would like to talk about another novel. I wonder if you have read it, so I brought all the manuscripts here."

Carl was extremely calm, and put the manuscript he took out of his briefcase on the editor's desk.

"I've read it before, but to be honest, isn't it really ghostwritten? It's hard for me not to have doubts about a child writing such a novel.

Although our publishing house is not well-known and does not have a large scale, we still have some basic ethics. "

The editor-in-chief Jeff took the manuscript and quickly flipped through it. His words seemed to be thorny intentionally or unintentionally, but Carl didn't want to say anything more in order to publish the novel.

"Most of this novel was written by my father. For some reason, he passed away before it was finished. I sorted out and continued to write it later, so when it is published, I hope to write about the two of us. name."

Carl said it very frankly. After all, this is not a violation of ethics, and the editor-in-chief has no reason to intervene.

"It seems that you are still a dutiful son."

Jeff deliberately showed a look of surprise. This was no longer a secret ridicule. The intention of provocation was very obvious.

Karl saw what he meant, and now he really wanted to give him an explosion spell, the kind that superimposes four layers.

"The quality of this novel is not bad. If it is published, it will not damage the brand of our publishing house. However, it is difficult to make money for us, so we decided to bear the cost of printing and distribution. The final total profit we Seventy percent."

Jeff didn't know why, but his attitude and words towards Carl were not very friendly, which made Carl wonder if it was because of this reason that no one came to contribute?That's why he took a fancy to himself?

However, other publishing houses don’t want this type of novel at all. In order to fulfill his father’s dream, Karl has no other choice, not to mention that he doesn’t want to make money from this book, so he can give them [-]% of it.

"of course can."

Carl reached into his pocket and touched the stack of Marks inside.Because this kind of clichéd romance novel is a bit outdated, it is difficult to get good treatment even if it is spotted.

Although he heard some bad words, he saved a lot of money, and Karl thought it was pretty good.

"Then I'll go prepare the contract and we'll sign it now."

Jeff got up and left the room to sort out the contracts that will be used next. Carl was the only one left in the room.

I don’t know if the other editors are all so condescending and snarky, but Karl’s impression of the publishing house is not very good, who made Jeff only look dignified on the outside.

After waiting for a while, Jeff finally came back with a contract in his hand, three in total.

After looking over the terms, Carl signed each contract, so that half of the goal was accomplished and there would be no regrets.

"Very well, as long as the first book in two months can sell [-] copies, that is, half of the sales, the cost will be offset, so at least our publishing house will not lose money."

Jeff said with a blank face, stuffed the manuscript into a paper bag, and made a unique mark on it.

After the process was completed, Karl left in a hurry after saying goodbye politely.

Finally, he walked out of the dark room. In fact, the light in Jeff's office was okay, but he didn't have a good impression after getting in touch with this guy.

But finally fulfilled his father's last wish, although his father's greatest last wish should be to let Karl live a good life.

Carl was walking on the streets of Heidelberg. After accomplishing a big goal, everything seemed to become a lot easier.

Back at the Imperial Military Academy, Carl plunged into the library, but before the chair was warmed up, Holly found him.

"Hey, don't look, there's a big man who wants to talk to you, hurry up and leave." Huo Lin said pretending to be mysterious.

"Big man? It's more important than my reading. It seems to be quite big." Carl would be a little annoyed when someone interrupted him while he was serious about reading a book, but the person who came was a "big man", so he really wanted to hear who it was .

"Vice Admiral Joseph, Chief of Staff of the German Empire Navy, Deputy Commander of the North Sea Fleet." Holly also directly stated the identity of the person who came, yes, it is really big.

"Vice Admiral, what would the Navy do with me as an army? Wait, Jeff? No way? Probably not."

Karl was puzzled at first, and then a little shocked. This vice admiral actually had the same name as that annoying editor-in-chief, but it shouldn't be such a coincidence.

"What are you thinking, have you met him before? Let's go, this lord's temper is not very good, no matter how much he babbles, we will have no good fruit to eat."

"Ok."

Carl got up and followed Holly, but he thought in his heart what would a navy do to him?
Karl, as an officer of the Central Army, is not under the jurisdiction of the navy.But if a lieutenant general wants to find himself, this is not a matter of military control.

The most direct thing in the army is the level and level. If a lieutenant general wants to see a lieutenant, he cannot easily refuse without a valid reason. Otherwise, it will not only lose etiquette, but also violate the purpose of the soldier.

(End of this chapter)