This line of fine print is hidden in more than a dozen pages of the contract, and you can't find it unless you look carefully.
Luo Yun drank more than a dozen bottles of beer and half a catty of Moutai. If he were an ordinary person, he would be so drunk that he couldn't even read the words clearly. How could he find the loopholes in the contract?
Once this nima is signed, in the future, Xianmozhi will be changed into games, movies, TV dramas, animations, comics, audio novels, peripheral products, etc. All derivatives, all belong to the company!
How much he can share depends on how much the company is willing to give you!
Compared with the copyright fee, the little electronic manuscript fee is not even a fart!
"Really Nimahei"
The corner of Luo Yun's mouth twitched.
Marx said in "Das Kapital" that when capital comes into the world, from head to toe, every pore is dripping with blood and dirty things.
This is absolutely true.
For profit, capitalists can use all means at any cost.
This editor-in-chief, Tian Ya, just made him hypnotized, and then crazily poured him alcohol, in order to take away all the copyrights of "Xian Mo Zhi"!
"How to deal with them"
Luo Yun flipped through the contract.
(Digression: This plot is fictitious, the company name and editor name are all pseudonyms, any similarity is purely coincidental)
"Xiaoyao, why are you hesitating!"
The general urged beside him, "This new contract is specially prepared for you. Your book is so popular. Our company wants you to make more money so that we can keep you!"
"Yes, Xiaoyao, as long as you sign this contract, the manuscript fee for the next month will immediately increase by 500,000!"
Puff, the editor-in-chief of the female channel, is an old woman in her forties, with a sweet smile on her face.
""
Matcha sits far away.
The chest kept rising and falling, and the heart kept struggling.
"A promise from God?"
After reading it, Luo Yun closed the contract, "Hehe, I think I have the strength to sign a platinum contract! Editor-in-Chief of Tianya, what do you think?"
"Uh, Platinum Date?"
"this¡¡"
Tianya hesitated for a moment.
According to grades, Internet writers are divided into Pujie, Ordinary, Little God, Middle God, Great God, Platinum, and Tangjia Three Young Masters.
Luo Yun's current grades in "The Chronicle of Immortals and Demons" means that there is no problem in signing a great contract, but Platinum seems to have insufficient qualifications
The royalties of Platinum Covenant reached a terrifying eight to two ratio.
Writers get eight and websites get two, which shows how much they value it.
"Xiaoyao, you don't know about this."
The general smiled and said to Luo Yun, "Platinum contract, you have to book three consecutive books with more than 100,000 yuan The rule is like this, but if you write it like this, in two years, you will definitely get the platinum contract!"
"Okay, let's talk about it in two years."
"Eat vegetables, eat vegetables, drink alcohol."
Luo Yun picked up the chopsticks and threw the contract aside.
Editor-in-Chief Tian Ya was in a hurry.
Ma De, this is the task assigned to him by his superiors. If he doesn't trick Ning Xiaoyao into the pit today, he won't be able to do the job!
So, he broke his heart!
"General, call the people from the legal department immediately and get a new platinum contract!"
"Editor-in-Chief, this is against the rules"
"Stop talking nonsense! Go!"
"OK."
The general nodded.
After a while, he brought two lawyers to order a platinum contract in front of Luo Yun.
When mentioning the copyright, Tian Ya and the general deliberately toasted to distract Luo Yun's attention.
Luo Yun didn't know their little thoughts.
With a flick of his fingers, a thought entered into the contract, and he arranged an illusion¡ª¡ª
What the lawyer wrote "all derivative copyrights belong to Datang Corporation" was changed to "all derivative copyrights belong to writer Ning Xiaoyao".
Even masters of Taoism below the divine level cannot see through this illusion, let alone these ordinary capitalists.
"no!"
"You can't sign!"
At this moment, a sudden change occurred!
A somewhat familiar voice came with anger, it was responsible for editing matcha!
She walked over angrily, and wanted to show Luo Yun the contract, but was pushed away by the editor-in-chief Puff, "Matcha, what are you doing!"
"Editor-in-Chief! Editor-in-Chief!"
"You can't entrap writers like this, they have worked very hard to code, Ning Xiaoyao updates 20 chapters every day, 40,000 words, you how can you entrap him like this"
Matcha eyes are red.
"Shut up! Do you know what you're talking about?"
Seeing editor-in-chief Tian Ya's gloomy face, Puff immediately pointed to the door of the box, "Get out, you don't have a place to talk here!"
"You're fired."
Tianya's direct words made Matcha lose his job.
The general came forward with a few male video editors, set up the matcha tea, and pulled it out.
"Ning Xiaoyao, you can't sign"
"If you sign it, your copyright will be gone oh oh oh let me go!"
The matcha was quickly dragged out, and Luo Yun heard several loud slaps and insults.
Luo Yun was slightly angry in his heart.
"Xiaoyao, don't listen to that little girl talking nonsense."
Tian Ya walked back and changed his smile again, "The company spent a lot of money to run your "Xian Mo Zhi", the copyright must be taken, and the benefits will be distributed to you when the time comes. Don't worry."
'The points will be divided, but we have the final say on how much to divide! '
'hey-hey! '
He secretly added in his heart.
"Okay, I'll sign!"
Luo Yun grinned.
"Very good!"
Tianya, the three editors, General and Puff, smiled at each other.
? After signing the contract, the drinking party ended quickly, Luo Yun was arranged to live in a five-star hotel, and the signing meeting was at ten o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow.
Matcha was fired, and he went back to the company alone to pack his things, crying while packing
"Ning Xiaoyao, you idiot!"
"I told you not to sign, but I signed it anyway, aren't you stupid!"
"Woooooh, now I've lost my job too"
Matcha is sad.
Holding the cardboard box and leaving the workplace, she glanced at it with nostalgia, and then bumped into the female editor-in-chief Puff when she went out.
"Are you out yet?"
Puff glared at her fiercely, "Eat the inside out! No company in this circle will want you in the future! Go back to the countryside and farm!"
"Bah!"
She also spat on Matcha's hair, who, knowing nothing, walked into the elevator silently, heartbroken.
"Sister Puff asked her to go to the wine bureau because of her good image. I didn't expect her to betray the company's interests?"
"The company paid her wages, and she did such a thing?"
"You must be sick!"
"That's right, the author doesn't pay her any money, why does she help the author? What a sick mind!"
"Ning Xiaoyao's monthly manuscript fee is several million, and she gets a salary of seven thousand yuan. She really eats the radish first and doesn't worry about it"
As soon as the matcha leaves, the company is full of discussions.
That night, she sent resumes to several novel companies, and when she received emails the next morning, all of them declined.
? No company is willing to have an editor who knows what to do. As an editor who has been in the industry for ten years, Puff still has a great influence in the circle.
Matcha sat in front of the computer in the rental house with a gloomy face.
At three o'clock in the morning, she hid in the quilt and cried loudly.
"Tomorrow, go to the city to have a big meal, spend all your savings, and live a good day!"
"Then, delete the number and retrain, and strive for a good pregnancy in the next life."