Tokyo Tycoon, Start as a Writer

Chapter 69 Buy some equipment and sing tonight
"By the way, there's one more thing!"

"Please say."

"The third reprint of "Tide of Sorrow" is 60 copies," Chief Editor Matsushita said solemnly.

Hearing this, Matsueda Kiyoaki's drowsy eyes suddenly became clear, as if he saw countless banknotes flying before his eyes.

His current royalty rate is 15%.

The price of "Shiosao" is 2600 yen, and he can get 390 yen for every copy printed.

The first edition was 10, the first reprint was 10, the second reprint was 20, and the third reprint was 60.

The total print run is 100 million copies.

The total royalties amount to 3.9 million yen!

Think back to June, when I only had a pitiful 6 yen on me, I could only swallow my anger in the face of the aggressive Masako... Although I could fight back, I couldn't be too tough because I had no money in my pocket.

Now, my wallet is fatter.

Although the royalties didn't arrive so quickly, the signing bonus of 500 million yen was already there.

Money is a man’s greatest confidence.

Song Zhiqingxian's waist is now very straight and very hard.

No more living under someone else's roof.

"Mr. Mishima, thank you so much! It's because of your persistence and your high-quality works that our second part was able to survive. I thank you on behalf of all of us." Editor-in-Chief Matsushita said very solemnly.

He can finally put his mind at ease now.

From the open and covert struggles between the first and second departments, to the tit-for-tat between Mishima and the Agency for Cultural Affairs, to the collective suppression by literary predecessors...what happened in just three months was more exciting than anything in Chief Matsushita's entire career.

What he is most grateful for now is that he offered the most favorable contract to keep Mishima. This is definitely the most important decision in his career and also the most glorious moment.

"Thank you for your hard work, Editor-in-Chief Matsushita." Kobayashi Midori bowed in return.

To outsiders, it seemed like she was returning the favor for Kiyoaki Matsueda, and several editors smiled knowingly.

"Everyone has worked hard. After you're done, relax for a while. I'll treat you."

Kiyoaki Matsueda stood up, his face as calm as water, looking at the people present, and then slowly said: "My goal is this year's Akutagawa Prize. Although "The Wave" is good, the problem of lack of depth in the plot still exists. I have already prepared a new work, everyone... get ready."

In the conference room, the figure was indifferent and aloof, with an air of looking down on all the other mountains.

The editors were impressed and responded one after another with high morale.

Yes, that's right, Kiyoaki Matsueda is already preparing for the next step.

He planned to aim at the Akutagawa Prize and carry out an extremely precise directional sniping attack.

He has a lot of sniper rifles, each of which can kill people.

The current version of "Tide of Sorrow" can only be regarded as a small rifle, and it is still a bit powerless when facing a real tough battle.

The previous two books are limited to love.

When selecting the Akutagawa Prize, love alone is not enough.

Haruki Murakami writes so well that he was shortlisted for the Akutagawa Prize twice, but wasn't it unanimous among the judges that he should not have won?

Therefore, Kiyoaki Matsueda had to come up with a masterpiece to shut up all the judges.

Of course, this is all something to be done later.

Now, Kiyoaki Matsueda is going to buy equipment.

He had made a bet with Masako before that if the sales of the new book exceeded 100,000 copies in the first month, he would win.

It’s been 5 days and 40 copies have been sold. It’s a win.

Kiyoaki Matsueda decided to go to Akihabara later to buy some maid outfits, dog ears, hair accessories, dog tails and other equipment. After returning, he would let Masako wear them and be a maid for a day. After teasing her thoroughly, he would move in and spend time with Arun.

"Matsueda-kun, are you free this afternoon?"

After the meeting, Midori Kobayashi chased after him in high heels.

Holding ten copies of "The Waves of Tide", Matsueda Kiyoaki stopped and waited for him.

Colleagues in the corridor all looked over here, and the looks they gave Editor Kobayashi and Teacher Mishima were as ambiguous as ever.

Many female employees were attracted by Mishima's handsome appearance, but because Kobayashi had already gotten there first, they could only hide in the distance, looking eager to try and envious.

"Is there anything else?" Kiyaki Matsueda looked at the editor.

"Editor-in-Chief Matsushita gave me half a day off so that I could spend some time with you." Kobayashi Midori smiled happily, not feeling embarrassed at all, and said to him very frankly, "Maybe he thinks that I'm having an affair with you, so he wants me to serve you well."

"Don't you feel angry that they misunderstood you like this?" asked Kiyoaki Matsueda puzzledly.

Kobayashi Midori asked back: "Why should I be angry?"

"You've been running around with me these days, and you've shown that you're very capable. You're not just a pretty face." Matsueda Kiyoaki looked at her youthful and energetic face and said softly, "Now everyone thinks that you're just hanging out with me and that you don't have any talent at all. In fact, you've helped me a lot."

"But they are right. I am in the position I am today because of you!"

Talking about such shameful things, Kobayashi Midori was not shy at all, her eyes were sincere, and she did not avoid the core of the problem. "Before you came, my performance was zero, there was no hope of becoming a regular employee, and I could pack up and leave at any time. It was because of you that I turned things around. You said that I helped you, but in fact, you were just running errands. Without me, anyone can do it. I am not irreplaceable. I am very self-aware of this! Matsueda-kun, I can only stand firm with your help. I am very grateful to you. No matter how they look at me, I don’t care, as long as you know what kind of person I am."

Kiyoaki Matsueda's career as a writer can be described as a grand opening.

Kobayashi Midori's editing career also started off with a bang.

Over the past three months, she has attended various book signing events and appeared on talk shows with Kiyoaki Matsueda, and has gained considerable fame among writers. As Kiyoaki Matsueda became increasingly popular, her value has also soared.

More and more authors have submitted their works to her.

Only ten days into this month, she had signed five authors, something she had never dared to think of before. Her status within the company also rose.

Whether it was the first or second part, the senior editors became more friendly and enthusiastic towards her.

When veteran editors go out for drinks after get off work, they would invite her to join them, which means that she, a rising star, is qualified to enter the core circle of trendy editors.

All of this was brought about by Qingxian Songeda.

The improvement in status did not make Kobayashi Midori become arrogant.

She knew very well that without Songzhi Qingxian, she would be nothing, so she was prepared to repay him in ten thousand ways...

Looking at the serious editor, Matsueda Kiyoaki said helplessly: "...Ah, you are also very good."

"Okay, don't say these polite words. I won't be hit so easily." Kobayashi Midori held her cheek with her fist, staring at him and smiling slyly, "But you, you actually comforted me specially because of this matter. You are unexpectedly gentle."

"Oh, gentle? I was just asking casually." Kiyokatsu Matsueda quickly looked away.

As a result, Kobayashi Midori turned around quickly, like a lively deer, and caught his eye again.

Kiyoaki Matsueda once again confirmed that she was indeed a lively, proactive, sunny and cheerful girl.

"Admit it honestly, that means you care about me!" Kobayashi Midori said with a smile.

Songzhi Qingxian simply shut up.

"Hey, I've been following you to so many autograph sessions these days, and I've discovered that you're very popular." Kobayashi Midori stood in front of him, her eyes slowly becoming somewhat distressed, "I don't know how many competitors I have to defeat before I can get your first pass."

"You know what, I'm quite afraid of those vicious female fans." Matsueda Kiyoaki smiled bitterly and said, "In my opinion, those female fans are no different from the hungry seagulls in the sky over Tokyo Bay."

"What about me? What am I?" asked Midori Kobayashi with a chuckle.

"You are the chief seagull."

"Wow, so impressive!"

"You don't think I'm praising you, do you?" Matsueda Kiyoaki said unhappily.

Kobayashi Midori stood on tiptoe, leaned forward, approached him and asked, "Aren't you praising me?"

Hey, that's too close!
"Then consider it as a compliment from me." Songeda Qingxian leaned back slightly and kept a safe distance.

"Great!"

Kobayashi Midori smiled and snapped her fingers handsomely.

The laughter is crisp and full of youthful vitality.

Looking at her face, Kiyoaki Matsueda felt for a moment that it was great to be with a girl like this.

after all……

Which guy doesn't like to be licked by such a cute girl?

"I'm going to Akihabara to buy some things. It would be great if you could come and give me some advice." Kiyaki Matsueda walked out of the building holding ten books.

Kobayashi Midori followed him closely, the pointed heels of her high heels stepping on the tiles, and the crisp "click-click" sound lingering in the clear sky.

She seems to be dressed a little sexy today... Kiyoaki Matsueda tilted his head slightly and glanced at her secretly.

In the past, young editors’ dressing styles were either long skirts or suits.

It looks good, but not alluring enough.

But today she was wearing a black off-shoulder top with a short skirt, and her long legs were wrapped in black stockings, making her look both fashionable and sexy.

The makeup on her face has also changed. The beautifully shaped cherry lips are painted with lip gloss, making them look shiny, moist, plump and elastic, making people want to press and rub them with their fingers.

What a rare little beauty...

Qingxian Songeda sighed inwardly and looked away towards the security booth in front of him.

"Mr. Mishima, Editor Kobayashi." Oshima Isamu raised his hand to greet.

"Oshima, this is for you." Kiyaki Matsueda handed him the ten new books in his hand.

These ten books all have his signature and can be collected or given as gifts. They can also be resold for more than 10,000 yen per book.

As his "cousin", Oshima Yong did not hesitate to take the book with a smile on his face and said, "Let's have a drink together after get off work tonight. It's my treat."

"Tonight, I'm not free."

"That's fine. It doesn't matter when you're free. It's my treat anyway."

"Then I'll contact you again."

"Remember to invite Editor Oguri along," Kobayashi Midori added, "I haven't even thanked him properly yet."

"Of course!"

After saying goodbye to the security guard with a smile, Kiyoaki Matsueda and Midori Kobayashi walked to the tram station side by side.

Although he is rich now, he also likes trams, probably because there are strangers on the tram, which makes him feel more comfortable.

After swiping their cards to enter the station, the two chatted on the platform.

"What are you going to buy in Akihabara, Matsueda-kun?"

"Buy some maid clothes, animal ears, hair accessories, and animal tails to play with when you go home."

"……Eh?"

The little editor's pupils trembled.

...Aren’t the games played in your old Chinese families so perverted?
(End of this chapter)