I am a literary giant in Europe

Chapter 563 The Invitation to Cannes!
Arnold Lagardère's goodwill has not yet been fully digested.

Mela received a call from the America Scholars Group.

The group of scholars in America, far away, also heard about the work that was in the works, so they called to inquire.

Actually, they mean the same thing; there's no difference.

“Mera, as you know, the academic group has extraordinary capabilities globally, especially in North America.”

We had a very pleasant working relationship with Mr. Amos before.

"Nemo has sold over 20 million copies, and Night at the Museum reached 15 million copies last week. We very much look forward to our next collaboration with Mr. Amos. Please convey our greetings to him."

The implication was that we could handle the distribution of *Les Misérables*.

If it weren't for the Hachette Group's earlier phone call and Arnaud Lagardère's words, Mella would have agreed to collaborate with the scholar without hesitation.

But Les Misérables is a work of French literature.

Judging from the information coming from the outside world, this may become a milestone.

Should a milestone in French literature be published by America's publishing company?
Mela refused without hesitation!

It's not that she loved France so much, but Hachette's abilities were no less than those of the academic community.

After all, Liu Jin is no longer the novice who just started out and was looking for publishing channels everywhere. He is already a veteran in the French author circle, and his works don't even need to be marketed; a large number of people want to collaborate with him.

Under the same conditions, Mela prefers the Hachette Group.

Therefore, without consulting Liu Jin, Mela rejected the scholar.

However, she expressed it very tactfully.

Les Misérables is not yet finished, but it has already attracted the attention of the entire French literary world.

In this situation, Mr. Amos would prioritize French publishing companies, since he lives there.

Of course, if he has any other works in the future, he will definitely give priority to the group of scholars.

Once Mela said this, the academic group understood.

Not only scholars, but publishers outside of France probably wouldn't consider it either.

So……

Hachette!
The academic group has already figured out who this work belongs to.

They have no chance, HarperCollins has no chance, and so does Random House.

if it is like this……

Hmm, that feels much better!

……

Liu Jin never expected that a competition would begin outside over this unfinished work.

At that moment, he was sitting in the café in the city hall square, watching the surging crowds of strikers and demonstrators on the street...

On March 16, 250,000 French students launched massive demonstrations in eighty towns and cities across the country.

The purpose was to protest the government's passage of the CPE Act, also known as the First Employment Contract Act, which they believed would threaten young people's right to work.

The government intervened and tried to persuade the students to leave.

The demonstrations turned into violent clashes!

On the day of the conflict, Liu Jin left Toulouse because of writing difficulties and went to Gruysand to relax on a yacht.

He returned after spending three days at sea.

The conflict is over!

Ten days have passed since today.

However, traces of blood left on the ground during the clashes can still be faintly seen on the Toulouse City Hall Square.

"That day was terrifying!"

Chloe sipped her coffee, but her face showed no fear whatsoever; instead, she appeared quite excited.

Ottilie, who is now a wife, is beaming with joy.

"That day, Lao Zhong absolutely refused to let me go out, otherwise I would definitely have participated in the march."

The French are the birthplace of DGM.

She was born with this passion and impulse for music, and it remained the same even when she was pregnant.

Liu Jin was holding a scoop of ice cream and eating it with great relish.

Hearing Ottilie speak, he sneered, "Have some pity on Old Zhong, he's almost fifty... If anything happens to you, Old Zhong will still have to suffer. He had a child late in life, so please be understanding."

Why is it "Old Zhong who works so hard"?

Ottilie looked puzzled.

Chloe chuckled and glared at Liu Jin, yelling, "Amos, you're getting more and more of a jerk!"

"Believe it or not, Old Zhong will beat you to death!"

"I'm afraid of him?"

A look of disdain appeared on Liu Jin's face.

Ottilie, however, still looked completely bewildered...

Pregnancy makes you stupid for three years!

The ancients never lied to me.

Is this still the Ottilie who used to tell dirty jokes?
Chloe understood what it meant, but she was still clueless.

However, Ottilie was much cuter during her pregnancy than before.

When will you finish writing that book?

"do not know!"

Liu Jin scratched his head and said, "My initial design was five parts and fifty-nine volumes."

So far, I have completed Fantine, Cosette and Marut. The fourth part, Love and Romance on Rue de la Bruyne and Heroic Blood on Rue Saint-Denis, has been completed with the seventh volume, "Slang". There are eight volumes to finish.

The fifth part, Jean Valjean, I anticipate will be eight volumes. If all goes well, June?
I'm not entirely sure myself.

Is it difficult to write?

Chloe handed Liu Jin a bottle of water and asked softly.

"After knowing you for so many years, this is the first time I've seen you write so slowly."

"Ok!"

"But your book is being hyped up like crazy right now, and Mela is getting calls from the publisher all the time."

"Haha, she told me."

Ottilie suddenly asked, "Really not publishing in Singula?"

"Yes!"

"That's a pity, I was hoping to proofread it myself."

“Ottilie, you’re pregnant now and about to become a mother… your current condition really isn’t suitable.”

My temper became erratic after I got pregnant.

Irritable, forgetful, and has many other problems...

Of course, Ottilie's symptoms are not too severe yet.

However, as time went on...

"Who does Mela intend to have publish it?"

"It's most likely Hachette."

Liu Jin picked up a cashew nut and popped it into his mouth.

"Mera said that Lagardère is a very capable person, and Hachette has a global publishing network, making it no less powerful than Bestarman. I don't really care, but she thinks it's safer to cooperate with the Hachette Group."

By the way, she might go to Paris with you to negotiate with Lagardère in person.

Chloe nodded. "The 18th of next month!"
I'll ask my father to transfer a legal team from Mannion to liaise with Hachette.

"So grand?"

"Hachette's legal team is very strong and must be taken seriously."

Liu Jin didn't care about any of that. He sat there, suddenly staring blankly ahead.

Suddenly, he stood up.

"I'm going back to writing!"

Chloe has seen him like this many times in the past few months.

So it's not surprising.

Do you need me to take you home?

"no need!"

Liu Jin strode to the side of the street, straddled his Ural armored vehicle, and sped away.

As Ottilie watched his retreating figure, she suddenly asked, "What's wrong with him?"

“Ottilie, you’re just pregnant, how…”

Good heavens, one became silly because of pregnancy, and the other went crazy because of writing.

"You two are driving me crazy!"

Ottilie pursed her lips, then suddenly smiled.

……

On March 29, the 2006 Iserlohn parliamentary elections concluded.

Olmert's En Marche! party will form a new government.

Blumenthal sent a congratulatory telegram to the new government.

Liu Jin continued writing at home.

He came back yesterday and finished writing the two chapters, "The Beauty of Spring" and "The Anesthetic Effect of Happiness and Fulfillment".

I'll start writing about 'The First Signs of Shadow' today.

His mood also became somewhat gloomy after Inspector Jawi obtained the arrest warrant.

Just then, the phone rang.

He didn't want to accept it in the first place.

But that damn phone just kept ringing and ringing...

The noise was making him feel annoyed.

So he picked up the phone, his tone a little unfriendly, "Who is it?"

"Amos, it's me!"

The voice sounded familiar, but I couldn't quite place it.

Mainly, I didn't want to use my brain, and I'd been stressed out by writing lately, so my temper wasn't great either. I impatiently said, "Who am I? If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up!"

"Gil, Gille Jacob? My friend, what's wrong with you?"

"Jacob?"

Liu Jin gradually emerged from that gloomy and irritable mood.

"Sorry, I was writing and got a little absorbed in it... Hello, Mr. Gilles."

He remembered, the president of the Cannes Film Festival organizing committee.

But why did he contact me?

Liu Jin was somewhat puzzled!

……

(End of this chapter)