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Chapter 37 WeChat(1/2)

Of course, Zhao Gan would not agree to such an outrageous request.

I was too lazy to ask about the price, so I refused decisively.

If it was before the copy of Qin Shihuang’s Mausoleum occurred, Zhao Gan might have considered it.

After all, the brilliant culture of the earth for two thousand years and countless entertainment classics are all in his mind. If he doesn’t dominate the entertainment industry, it will be a bit of a waste of resources.

However, after the copy of Qin Shihuang's Mausoleum, Zhao Gan lost interest in this area.

Can the entertainment king have a pleasant experience in cultivating immortals?

However, Zhao Gan would not lose the entertainment industry. He also had to rely on the copy of his works and the copyright development to gain his will.

So, I simply set a time with the editor and planned to have a detailed discussion with the other company face to face.

The next few days.

Zhao Gan simply went into seclusion at home and wrote a book in silence.

He is now eager to know whether the Xianjian will become the second copy in his system if he is published.

Until the agreed time, looking at the tens of thousands of words in the computer, Zhao Gan nodded with satisfaction, simply packed up his clothes, walked out of the house, and went to Qidian headquarters.

Half an hour later.

Editor Yang Xiangchen is already waiting for him in the building where his headquarters is located.

"It's rare to see you."

Yang Xiangchen is a middle-aged man with thin figure, silver-framed glasses and elegant temperament.

He is not an ordinary editor, but the editor-in-chief of the category where Zhao Gan is located. He is responsible for managing all the editors in charge of the category where he is located, and is also responsible for the final review of certain content.

This time, the copyright development work was not within his responsibility, but because Zhao Gan's situation was quite special, he volunteered to take on this task.

Since it was not the first time we met Zhao Gan, the meeting between Yang Xiangchen and Zhao Gan was not considered a separation.

"The news you made these days has made us all over the editorial group to follow us to eat melons."

Yang Xiangchen smiled and said, "When the news first came out, we really thought you were a tomb robber and almost blocked your book."

"Now you are relieved, I am an officially recognized archaeological consultant."

Zhao Gan is not surprised.

Although the limelight has passed, his title of "tomb robbery expert" has been completely settled on his forehead by readers and authors in the online literature circle.

"If this is not the case, we wouldn't dare to offer high prices with the other company."

Yang Xiangchen smiled and said, "However, this time I came out and just contacted me. Whether it can be successful depends on your opinion."

"You really plan to sell me to the other party to count the money?"

Zhao Gan was speechless.

"You have good conditions. You can join the entertainment industry. Isn't it better than writing books at home if you are a gangster?"

Yang Xiangchen looked up and down at Zhao Gan and teased: "Besides, do you know how much money the other party is willing to give you at your own expense?"

"The wool comes from the sheep."

Zhao Gan said: "I'm much more valuable than you think."

After a moment.

The two of them waited for people from each other's company in the cafe.

However, what surprised the two of them was that there was only one person coming to each other, and he was an extremely beautiful woman.

In his twenties, he was wearing a professional dress and outlined an attractive curve.

She came straight to the two of them and sat down.

"Hello."

After the two sides shook hands, the other party introduced themselves: "I am the CEO of Shuihua Entertainment Company, Su Yingqiu."

"Hello Miss Su, Miss Su, I didn't expect you to come here in person."

Yang Xiangchen was a little surprised.

The CEO of an entertainment company came over to talk about the copyright of a book, which made him feel the other party's attention, so he smiled and said, "I am Yang Xiangchen, the editor-in-chief of Qidian. We talked about it on the phone. The person next to me is Zhao Gan, the author of "Grave Robbers' Chronicles."

"I know."

After Su Yingqiu sat down, he put his hair behind his ears, looking charming and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, I have long admired the name."

"Just ask me Zhao Gan."

Zhao Gan nodded.

After a brief greeting, Su Yingqiu said to Yang Xiangchen: "Our company agreed in principle that the price proposed by Qidian is proposed by Yang, but there are some details that need to be discussed again, so this is left to the relevant personnel within the company to connect with each other."

"certainly."

Yang Xiangchen was a little surprised. He thought he was going to have a long tug-of-war with the other party, but he never thought he was self-indulgent.

"I came here today mainly for Zhao Gan."

Su Yingqiu's eyes changed and he said bluntly: "Our company wants to sign you, you can open the price at will. We believe in your talent and you have great potential yet."

"Thank you for your love."

Zhao Gan shook his head: "Today we only talk about copyright, I don't have the idea of ​​being a star or an artist."

"All right."

Su Yingqiu seemed to have thought of this result a long time ago, and said to Yang Xiangchen again: "Can we give us two separate spaces to talk about?"

"certainly."

Yang Xiangchen was shocked again, then nodded, got up and walked out of the cafe, and waited at the door.

Zhao Gan watched Yang Xiangchen leave, looked at Su Yingqiu in front of him, and frowned slightly.

He already felt something was wrong.

Su Yingqiu's purpose is very clear, and he is to come for himself.

But whether you want to sign yourself or for other reasons is questionable.

"Zhao Gan, I'll just say it."

Su Yingqiu said: "I came here today to sign you. It was indeed a decision discussed within the company. But this is the purpose of the company, not my purpose."

Zhao Gan thought to himself that what he guessed was indeed correct.

"Maybe, I can introduce myself again. My surname is Su, Su Yingqiu..."

This very beautiful woman spoke slowly.

Zhao Gan listened and thought.

Suddenly, he thought of a person, a relatively familiar person with the same surname as Su.

"I have an older brother."

Sure enough, Su Yingqiu said, "His name is Su Han."

After saying that, she looked at Zhao Gan quietly, as if waiting for Zhao Gan's answer.

"I know Su Han, the head of the special service supply team in the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum."

Zhao Gan pondered: "But I don't know what you want to express to me when you mentioned your brother to me. Even if I know your brother, I don't sign a contract with your company..."

"He's dead, right?"

Su Yingqiu interrupted Zhao Gan with a loud look.

“…”

Zhao Gan was silent for a moment and said, "I don't know."

"Every weekend, my brother will report his safety to his family. His work is of such a nature and he often performs relatively dangerous tasks. Our family members are very worried about this and are afraid that one day he will leave us."

Su Yingqiu didn't care about Zhao Gan's answer and said, "But this weekend, we didn't receive his call. At the same time, we asked his unit and colleagues about the situation. The other party did not answer our questions positively, and only said that we needed to report it before we could tell us..."

"So, he's dead, right?"

Su Yingqiu repeated his question and stared at Zhao Gan in front of him with a cold look.

silence.

The atmosphere was quite silent.

"Zhao Gan, you are the official consultant of the archaeological team of the Qin Shihuang Mausoleum. You have worked with my brother. Judging from your reaction, I believe you must know him and you must know something. As Su Han's sister, I ask you to tell me his current situation."

Zhao Gan didn't know how to answer.

"I have no idea."

Finally, Zhao Gan shook his head: "I do know Su Han, but I am not familiar with him. Moreover, we have no personal relationships, and I don't know what Su Han is like. I think if you wait a moment, you may soon receive a reply from the unit..."

"I see."
To be continued...
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