Chapter 705: Ye Xuan: A gentleman loves wealth

Seeing that Ye Xuan was still in a daze, Yang Le took the initiative to flip the comments on his phone to show him, introducing them very earnestly.

"Mr. Ye Xuan, I'm afraid this title of 'Lucky God of Male' won't be shaken off for a while. After all, it's the fervent hope of these netizens, and it can be considered a spiritual sustenance for the grassroots people. Why don't you just let it develop?"

It was just a title, and Ye Xuan didn't have much of an opinion on it, responding faintly:

"Then leave it be. Show me the program flow, and the copyright signing contract."

Yang Le's face stiffened, and he said sheepishly:

"Mr. Ye Xuan, I'm truly sorry. I originally wanted to discuss this with you in person. When I reported the copyright matter for *Journey to the West* that we discussed to my superiors, the Editor-in-Chief of China Publishing House was also present. After he finished reading *Journey to the West*, he insisted on snatching the rights to publish this work for China Publishing House."

"He also said that the influence and significance of your work are profound and it must be published and printed by the highest-level publishing house. I didn't dare to make the decision on my own, and I couldn't reach you when I called earlier, so I didn't have a chance to mention it. What do you think? Should we talk to the Editor-in-Chief, refuse him, or how should we handle it?"

Ye Xuan reached out and gently rubbed his brow. He was very confident that his *Journey to the West* would lead a new trend, but he hadn't expected it to be targeted by China Publishing House so quickly; it was indeed a pleasant surprise.

While Ye Xuan was pondering, Yang Le's heart was in his throat. He had been given a strict order that he must persuade Ye Xuan to sign this copyright.

But he understood Ye Xuan's fan power better than anyone. If he pushed too hard, it would definitely not work; instead, he would be cursed by the fans and boycotted collectively.

Just leaving it to Ye Xuan to decide alone made him unable to make up his mind, fearing Ye Xuan wouldn't agree. He stared at Ye Xuan with pitiful little eyes.

Ye Xuan had been busy typing away during this period, but he would also occasionally pay attention to the trends online. He also knew that CCTV had been naming and praising the work *Journey to the West* from time to time since a month ago.

Looking at it now, he feared that even tonight's live broadcast was a means to seize the highest ratings.

Ye Xuan regained his composure, looked at Yang Le with an ambiguous expression, and asked with a feigned hesitation:

"Director Yang, do you think I should sign the copyright for this *Journey to the West* with China Publishing House? I still have some doubts."

Learning that he only had some doubts rather than a firm refusal, Yang Le's face brightened, and he said quickly:

"Mr. Ye Xuan, shall I tell you about the current situation?"

"You see, in our China, the best publishing house is definitely China Publishing House. Once you sign with them, it's equivalent to a level that will be recorded in history. It might even be selected for educational content, allowing vast numbers of students to study your work. I don't need to say much more about the influence of that."

"Moreover, the manuscript fees at China Publishing House are also higher than average. Of course, I know that the income from Mr. Ye Xuan's pig farm is higher than manuscript fees, so you certainly wouldn't care about that."

Listening to the basketful of good things he said for China Publishing House, Ye Xuan suddenly said coldly:

"Director Yang, you've said so many good things for China Publishing House, what about yours? You coordinated with me before, and now you've run over to pick me up. What benefits do you get?"

Yang Le was so happy that he confessed everything honestly.

"My benefits are many. First, after you sign with China Publishing House, this work will be handed over to me to lead the filming. I will be the General Director and Producer, possessing absolute say in the film and television aspects."

"Secondly, I can use the profound meaning of this literary work to take my career to the next level."

"And the most important reason is that I can cooperate with you, Mr. Ye Xuan, and fulfill my wish."

Ye Xuan appreciated his honesty the most, nodded gently, and said:

"Good, I know."

After saying this, he closed his eyes to rest.

Yang Le was stunned, staring fixedly at Ye Xuan's face. He really couldn't keep up with Mr. Ye Xuan's thinking. What kind of answer was this? Was he agreeing?

Or not agreeing?

Although he was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, seeing the dark circles under Ye Xuan's eyes, he couldn't bear to disturb his rest, so he had to sit dejectedly to the side.

To ensure Ye Xuan wouldn't be too exhausted between recording the program and resting, Yang Le arranged for him to stay in CCTV's VIP lounge.

Ye Xuan had no luggage, only a backpack. While walking upstairs with ease, he caught a glimpse of Yang Le still looking like he wanted to say something, and chuckled.

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"Director Yang, we've met several times. You don't need to be so reserved; just say what's on your mind."

Yang Le cautiously stole a glance at Ye Xuan's expression and smiled sheepishly.

"Mr. Ye Xuan, regarding tonight's live broadcast and the copyright signing issue, do you agree? I mean, signing the copyright to China Publishing House?"

They had already reached the door of the room arranged for Ye Xuan. Ye Xuan shrugged, took the room card from his hand, and smiled mischievously.

"I agree. Didn't you say China Publishing House offers a higher copyright fee? A gentleman loves wealth and acquires it in a proper way; I like it."

Saying this, he closed the door, blocking Yang Le's depressed expression.

Soon, after regaining his senses, he hurriedly ran down to find the Editor-in-Chief of China Publishing House to tell him about Ye Xuan's greatest hobby.

Mr. Ye Xuan, who had such a high status, actually liked money so vulgarly?

He seemed to have discovered a massive new continent. Panting, he knocked open the Editor-in-Chief's door and said happily:

"Editor Gao, it's done. I've reached an agreement with Mr. Ye Xuan. Can you guess what reason he gave for agreeing after I exhausted my tongue?"

Editor Gao, who was pouring tea, looked at him indifferently and said coldly:

"Because our publishing house's copyright fee is higher than other publishing houses, right? Could it possibly be because of your silver tongue?"

Yang Le drooped his head in frustration and asked uncomprehendingly:

"Oh, Old Gao, you're something. You guessed it right without me even needing to remind you. In the future, just let you handle these kinds of negotiations."

Editor Gao took a leisurely sip and let out a long sigh of relief:

"It's not that I'm good at negotiating, but that this *Journey to the West* has been a fantasy story about gods and demons from beginning to end. There isn't this type of book in the current market, and I've already greeted the other small publishing houses; no one will compete with you."

"Furthermore, it's Mr. Ye Xuan's idea. I feel that after so many works, this one will definitely be something that can be recorded in history. You should trust my judgment."

Yang Le was left stunned by his words, finally concluding that Old Gao was a big swindler who knew how to bluff, specifically letting him do the hard labor. ===== CHAPTER 708 =====