Chapter 76

"Where's Li Xue? Go, find her."

Xiaoyu's words, as well as his actions and tone, made Qian Hongyou and the young man feel very uncomfortable.

Very uncomfortable!

Who was Qian Hongyou?

A big shot in the Arts Channel for many years. Not just the staff of the Arts Channel, even the relatives of the top leaders in the station would stand up to greet him and wouldn't dare to speak to him in such a tone.

For example, Huang Junhui beside him, a model of the new generation of young people, a role model.

He was the nephew of the deputy director of the station, recently specially transferred to the Arts Channel, and never put on airs as the deputy director's nephew at work.

More importantly, the young man knew how to behave and where to place his superiors.

He called them "leaders" in front of others and "Uncle Qian" behind their backs, showing great respect and maintaining a proper attitude, deeply understanding the principle of "leaders go first."

Such a good comrade, of course, would be valued and cultivated by the leadership.

Indeed, "Whispering Fear" had only been broadcast for a few days, and the listening rate had already broken through the 1% mark, ranking third in the Arts Channel, causing a small sensation in the station. Soon after, a merchant contacted them about advertising sponsorship, and the leadership decisively decided—good comrade, it's your turn to step up!

Not only would they help you get on the horse, but they would also send you off, continuing the fine traditions of the older generation.

Ahem, let me emphasize, this has nothing to do with your uncle being Deputy Director Huang!

So, Qian Hongyou asked Li Xue to contact Xiaoyu to come to the station to finalize the copyright of "Ghost Blows Out the Light."

If the copyright was unclear, how could they help him? How could they sign an advertising sponsorship contract with the merchant?

Huang Junhui was naturally grateful to Qian Hongyou, but Xiaoyu... just the author of "Ghost Blows Out the Light," how dare he give me orders?

Patience, I need patience...

Suppressing his anger, Huang Junhui said calmly, "Let me introduce myself. I am the new host of 'Whispering Fear.' I have been narrating 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' these past few days. Your novel is very novel, and the audience feedback has been good..."

"Why are you telling me this?" Xiaoyu raised an eyelid. "Go, find Li Xue."

F*ck!

Patience, I need patience...

"Li Xue is just an intern at the station, she has a lot of work to do, she..."

Xiaoyu interrupted Huang Junhui again, nodding at Qian Hongyou. "You go."

Qian Hongyou was smoking and almost choked on his cigarette.

Cough, cough, cough...

Are you talking to me?

Didn't Xiao Huang just tell you I'm the channel director?

You're telling me, a leader, to go find an intern?

"Looks like there's nothing to talk about." Xiaoyu stood up. "We'll stop broadcasting 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' tonight."

What do you mean?

A threat?

You, as an individual, dare to threaten a state-owned unit?

I...

Alright, I'll forgive you this time.

Qian Hongyou's face darkened as he glanced at Huang Junhui. "Xiao Huang?"

Patience, I need patience...

Huang Junhui forced a smile. "Mr. Mai, please sit down. I'll go get Li Xue."

"Hurry up, my time is valuable."

A few minutes later, Huang Junhui brought Li Xue to the small reception room, where she was completely confused.

Huang Junhui said, "Xiao Li, your friend insists on your presence. It's better for you to be here; it will help our communication. Go get some water for the leaders and me."

Xiaoyu patted the sofa beside him. "Come, sit here."

This...

Li Xue looked at Qian Hongyou and Huang Junhui, then at Xiaoyu, feeling very awkward.

Huang Junhui wasn't awkward; he was embarrassed, very embarrassed.

Patience, I need patience...

Qian Hongyou, the old fox, took on a leadership demeanor and easily defused the awkwardness.

Xiao Huang, it's already past eleven, why are you still drinking water?

Let's finalize the copyright quickly; I have an important lunch meeting.

Come, sit next to me.

Xiao Li, you sit too. It seems your friend and you are very close.

Li Xue sat beside Xiaoyu, Qian Hongyou nodded slightly, and Huang Junhui said, "Mr. Mai, we invited you here today mainly to discuss..."

"Shut up, the one with the important lunch meeting is talking."

Patience, I need patience...

This time, not just Huang Junhui, even the experienced Qian Hongyou was silently repeating "patience."

Qian Hongyou really didn't want to deal with Xiaoyu, this brash young man, but thinking of Deputy Director Huang's request, Huang Junhui's future as a host, the high advertising sponsorship from the merchant, and his own advancement, he decided to forgive Xiaoyu again.

He cleared his throat and began in an official tone.

First, he praised the long history and profound influence of the Yanjing Radio Station, then emphasized how much the Arts Channel was loved by the city's listeners, and then focused on the "Whispering Fear" program, saying how high its listening rate was and how much it had increased the popularity and fame of many authors.

He spoke at length, like giving a report, while Huang Junhui, very observantly, refilled the water twice. Finally, he changed the subject.

Your novel, "Ghost Blows Out the Light," is average in content but stands out for its novelty; the writing is plain, but our channel's hosts have deep skills, attracting many listeners.

It hasn't been published yet, right?

See, I was right.

You're lucky; our channel is trying to innovate. Because your book is a new type, we've decided to buy the copyright.

Is it complete?

Not yet?

You see, young comrades, you're a bit careless.

Today, we'll sign a draft of the authorization and copyright purchase agreement. Go back and finish it quickly, and bring it here; we still need to review it.

Buyout?

Ha ha.

Xiaoyu looked at Li Xue, who was stunned, clearly hearing Qian Hongyou's plan for the first time.

You're quite the player.

Are you really a legitimate unit?

Why does it feel like you're using the same scam tactics as a fraudster?

Xiaoyu smiled lightly and asked, "How much are you willing to pay for the buyout?"

You young comrades, why do you always talk about money?

Don't today's young people have higher aspirations?

Well, the price will be fair.

The relevant department of the station originally agreed on 8,000 yuan, but I reconsidered and decided to add 2,000 more. How about 10,000 yuan?

Don't think it's too low.

You're still a newcomer on the path of a writer. Using our Arts Channel platform for promotion will make more people know and remember you. Once you gain fame, the chances of your next novel being published will be much higher, and the sales might be very good.

Young man, you need to look at the long term, not just focus on money.

Qian Hongyou spoke earnestly, looking at Xiaoyu like a kind elder. He believed his earnest advice would convince Xiaoyu.

Xiaoyu was silent for several minutes without saying a word.

Li Xue, worried he might be cheated, secretly nudged him when Qian Hongyou and Huang Junhui weren't paying attention.

But Xiaoyu's first words made Li Xue's heart sink.

"I think what you said makes sense," Xiaoyu nodded in agreement, then added, "But you might have made a mistake. 'Ghost Blows Out the Light' wasn't written by me."

"What did you say?"

"I said, I'm not the author."

Patience, I need patience... Patience my ass!