Chapter 82: Two Volumes Released in Succession

About half an hour later.

When General Manager Yan Qiansan finished the meeting and strode into the office accompanied by his secretary, Yan Jie remained completely unaware, her eyes still fixed on the book "I Wish to Become an Immortal" in her hands.

Yan Qiansan stopped, looking with some surprise at his niece sitting on the sofa reading, surprised both that she was here today.

And surprised that upon seeing him, she defied her usual nature and showed no reaction at all; in the past, whenever Yan Jie saw him, her uncle, she was very enthusiastic and affectionate.

In the old Yan family, there were over a dozen boys in the younger generation, so boys were not rare in their family at all; looking at them was just annoying. His seven brothers had produced only this one girl.

Although she was not his own biological daughter, he had always liked this niece very much.

He treated his niece very well.

His niece was also very close to him.

But what was going on today? Had her little padded jacket developed a leak? Or had he done something somewhere that made her unhappy? Seeing me and not even calling out?

Yan Qiansan felt depressed in his heart, waved his hand at the secretary behind him, signaling the secretary to leave.

After the secretary exited the office, he forced a smile and walked toward Yan Jie, "Xiao Jie, Xiao Jie?"

Yan Jie heard the call and only then looked up in a daze.

Seeing her uncle, her mind still immersed in the world of "I Wish to Become an Immortal," her reaction was a bit dull; she paused for a moment before smiling and standing up, "Third Uncle, you're back? Did you call me for something?"

Yan Qiansan: "..."

Speechless, Yan Qiansan looked at the book in her hands with some curiosity; only then did he notice the book in his niece's hands was "I Wish to Become an Immortal."

Thus, he found a topic.

"Xiao Jie, what do you think of this book? Is it good?"

Yan Jie was somewhat surprised, "Ah? Third Uncle, this is a Published work from your publishing house! Don't you know how it's written yourself? You haven't read it, have you?"

Yan Qiansan laughed helplessly, "Is that strange? We have dedicated manuscript editors who judge whether a book has publication value and what its prospects are roughly like; that is the editors' work! I am so busy every day, how could I have time to review manuscripts personally?"

Yan Jie understood and nodded.

"I see, what you say makes sense. However, Third Uncle, this book is really very good; the editors at your publishing house have good taste! By the way, how are the sales of this book? I've heard friends mention this book a few times recently; I heard this book is very popular lately, so the sales should be good, right?"

Yan Qiansan nodded, walked over to the desk, casually placed the documents and fountain pen in his hand on the table, and spoke in a casual tone, "They are good! However, this book has only been on the market for a short while; currently, it should mostly be book fans buying it, but the number of book fans is always limited. Ultimately, how many copies can be sold mainly depends on how many people outside the book fan circle can be attracted to buy it. Relying only on book fans, no matter how high the sales, they are still limited."

Yan Jie blinked, looked down at the "I Wish to Become an Immortal" in her hands, thinking of the novel settings in the book, the magnificent Cultivation world, and the smooth, exciting plot.

She laughed, "Third Uncle, this book is really excellent! I think you could have the subordinates print a bit more and seize the market as soon as possible; otherwise, once pirated versions come out, they will definitely affect the sales of this book."

Pausing for a moment, she added: "I heard this book was first serialized online, right? Third Uncle, since it is serialized online, the pirated version of this book will probably come out very soon, because if it is serialized online, pirate merchants can directly download the book from the internet to print, saving quite a bit of time; they don't even need to convert your physical books into electronic manuscripts, right?"

Yan Qiansan walked around the desk and sat in the boss's chair.

Hearing this, he smiled, "It's fine! We have spoken to the author, telling him that the serialization progress cannot exceed our publication progress."

He then added: "Additionally, given the current market performance of the first volume, we have already asked the author to send over the manuscript for the second volume. As far as I know, the serialization progress of this book online has not yet exceeded the content of our first volume. When the second volume hits the market, the online serialization progress will still lag behind our physical books, so there is no need to worry."

Yan Jie frowned, walked quickly a few steps to the front of the desk, and placed one hand on the tabletop, "Third Uncle, you guys are too conservative, aren't you? I heard friends say this book has already been published up to the tenth volume in Taiwan. Under these circumstances, are you still releasing them one volume at a time slowly? Aren't you afraid that readers in Taiwan will manually type out the later content and post it online? In that case, pirate merchants could surpass your publication speed."

The smile on Yan Qiansan's face froze, and his eyebrows furrowed as well.

Because he knew what his niece said was not impossible.

The spirit of the current internet is sharing.

The higher the quality of a film, television, or literary work, the faster it will be moved online by people, and those who do these things often seek no profit at all, only hoping to be praised a few times by netizens.

As long as some netizens say: "The original poster worked hard," "The original poster is a good person, may they have a safe life..."

And such words, these people will feel satisfied and full of motivation.

Generating power with love; in this era, it is not just online novel writers willing to share for free online whatever they think is good; people in all walks of life are willing to do so.

Some book fans even feel that since they paid money to buy this book, they have the right to post the content in the book online for free to share with others. They have absolutely no concept of copyright.

Yan Qiansan frowned and pondered for a moment, then suddenly picked up the phone on the desk and dialed a number. After the call connected, he spoke in a deep voice, "Xiao Zhang! Notify the heads of all departments to come to the conference room again at 10 o'clock. The topic is whether to accelerate the publication speed of the book "I Wish to Become an Immortal". Yes! Notify them as soon as possible!"

That night.

Cao Sheng turned on his computer, logged into his email, and saw another email sent by Wang Jing.

— "Cao Sheng! Changjiang Literature and Art has decided to accelerate the publication speed of your book, so you need to send over another 150,000 words of stored manuscript. Next month, they have decided to launch the second and third volumes of "I Wish to Become an Immortal" simultaneously. The royalties for the second volume will be prepaid to you in the next couple of days. Hurry up and send the manuscript to me! Quickly, quickly! — Wang Jing"

Cao Sheng: "???"

Just a few days ago they asked for the second volume manuscript, and now they want the third volume manuscript?

What is going on?

Did the sales of the first volume explode recently?

A thought flashed through his mind — should he take this opportunity to ask Changjiang Literature and Art to raise the royalties?

Only then did he realize that the contract signed with Changjiang Literature and Art for this book was not a fixed royalty, but a tiered royalty split; the higher the sales, the higher the royalties he could receive.

With this kind of tiered royalty split, it is actually harder to demand a royalty increase.

He smiled and put aside the thought of raising the royalties.

Subsequently, he sent the 150,000 words of stored manuscript for the third volume to Wang Jing.

After the third volume manuscript was sent, a smile appeared in his eyes.

Because he knew the online serialization of "I Wish to Become an Immortal" would soon be able to speed up.

Updating one chapter every two days, he himself felt it was too slow.

Updating daily is what gives the feeling of writing online novels.

Shanghai.

Inside an internet cafe.

When Wang Jing refreshed the email webpage again and finally saw Cao Sheng's third volume manuscript sent over, the smile on her face bloomed suddenly like a flower.

Happily, she clenched her right hand into a fist and waved it forcefully.

He muttered excitedly, "Awesome! So blissful! In just these few days, I've managed to see two batches of stored drafts in a row—one with 150,000 characters, that's 300,000 characters total! Being close to the water gives one the first chance at the moon; who could be as blissful as me? So awesome!"