While Jiang Huaiyan was talking, he had already walked a long way.

It was almost ten o'clock in the evening when he arrived at Lin Chaoyang's house. There were few entertainment activities at this time, and both Lin Chaoyang and his wife had gone to bed.

"Lao Jiang, what's going on with you?"

"Chaoyang, tell me the truth, what is Lao Xie doing here?"

Lin Chaoyang's expression was subtle, "Lao Xie went to your factory?"

"Don't interrupt, what is he doing here?" Jiang Huaiyan asked.

"Aren't you asking this knowingly?"

Lin Chaoyang's words made Jiang Huaiyan's heart sink. His expression was serious, and he had already made a decision in his heart, "For seven thousand yuan, how about giving our factory the rights to adapt "High Mountain"?"

Wang Yang told him that the maximum manuscript fee could be up to 5,000 yuan. Jiang Huaiyan also took into account the possible bonuses from the Golden Rooster Award and Hundred Flowers Award. 7,000 yuan was the limit for him to make the decision.

"What I want is ten thousand yuan."

Jiang Huaiyan said anxiously: "How can you be like this? Didn't you say you could bargain before? Don't think that when Lao Xie comes, he can give you a high price. Maybe it's not as good as us."

Lin Chaoyang said leisurely: "It's fine if it's less than you."

Jiang Huaiyan pointed at him, "You still say you don't hold grudges?"

The two were in a stalemate for a few seconds, and finally Jiang Huaiyan put down his hand dejectedly, "Okay, I've already paid out the price anyway, so it doesn't matter if I can't get it."

"That's right, I'm not targeting you, we call it tit for tat." Lin Chaoyang said in a brisk tone.

Jiang Huaiyan asked unwillingly: "Then if Lao Xie pays too little, you can't agree to him. You said it yourself, you can't even lose money just to be angry."

"That's for sure. I am a very principled person."

Jiang Huaiyan came with the determination to win, and he left with a sigh of relief.

For the sake of "An Unfinished Game of Chess", I missed out on "Wreaths Under the Mountains", so the deal was a loss no matter what.

well!

The next morning, the statue of workers, peasants and soldiers at the entrance of Yanying Factory stood there as usual. People came and went in the building during work hours. At early nine o'clock, Xie Jin wandered to the Literature Department located on the east side of the third floor.

"Lao Su, where is Huaiyan?" Xie Jin walked in and didn't see Jiang Huaiyan, so he asked an acquaintance.

"I'm going to report my work to the leader."

No one was found, and Xie Jin was about to leave when Jiang Huaiyan came back with a gloomy look.

"What's going on?" Xie Jin asked.

"It's okay. Why are you here?"

"I have nothing to do today. I came here to chat with you." Xie Jin said hypocritically.

Jiang Huaiyan sneered in his heart, I believe you are a ghost!

Just now he went to the factory office on the second floor to report Lin Chaoyang's attitude and requirements to Wang Yang, and persuaded Wang Yang to increase Lin Chaoyang's royalties, but Wang Yang did not agree.

Jiang Huaiyan secretly guessed that this was somewhat a matter of face.

Anyway, no matter what, he estimated that Yan Film Studio would not be able to get the rights to adapt "High Mountain".

Last night, Lao Xie tried to trick him, and today he came again. He was so evil that Jiang Huaiyan had an idea in his mind.

Xie Jin took him to chat, and the topic returned to "Wreaths Under the Mountains".

Jiang Huaiyan did not avoid the question this time, but took the initiative to raise it.
Chapter completed!