Zhang Ye suppressed all his anger in his heart. He also knew that it was not good to go against the Leaders, so he could only say, “I do not intend to publish myself. I’ve already said, I really do not intend on publishing.”
The Leader stared widely, “Then you can think about it now!”
Zhang Ye in a thick-skinned manner, “I do not have any such plans in the short term. Sorry, Leader!”
Zhao Guozhou looked at him, “Little Zhang! Have you really thought through it?” He was actually not surprised that Zhang Ye would not sell his copyright. This rascal was a person who said he would rather die than write a self-reflective essay. However, at the moment the mention of his bonus being deducted, this money-faced man had handed over a self-reflective essay in two minutes. To pull money out of a miser’s hands would surely be extremely difficult.
As they were speaking, they got the attention of quite a number of people nearby. Those people were listening to them talk.
Deputy Station Head Jia laughed and seemed to be magnanimous, “Young people are indeed stubborn. Alright, the copyright is yours. If you do not want to use your copyright, the station will not force you!”
Since the three of them had finished their meal, they stood up and left.
Zhao Guozhou pointed at Zhang Ye and said softly, “You man, you!” Only he knew how much thought the station had gone through regarding the “Ghost Blows Out the Light” copyright. In the past, the scope of miscellaneous business was limited to the copyright of audio books or copyright agreements with some websites. They would sell the radio station’s high-quality audio resources; however, the revenue obtained from this was not a lot, so it was not a major development. This time, with Zhang Ye’s novel being so popular, the station’s leaders had seen another opportunity. As such, they created this false pretense of the power of attorney, hoping to gobble down the copyright to “Ghost Blows Out the Light”, so that they could develop and expand their other forms of income, other than advertising. But who knew that Zhang Ye refused without a second thought!
Deputy Station Head Jia may have made it sound unimportant, but Zhang Ye knew that things were not that simple. He was afraid that the station was about to apply some underhanded punishment!
But so what?
If I’m not selling, it means I’m not selling!
Are you trying to steal the fruits of my labor without spending anything? Isn’t this robbery!? Even if the station found a reason to fire Zhang Ye, Zhang Ye still had something left to say, which was the line in “The Song of the Stormy Petrel” – Let the tempest come strike harder! I don’t give a f**k who you are!