"No, you two might have misunderstood."
Arthur shamelessly said, "There's one thing I forgot to mention: actually, most of the British writers' copyrights are bundled. I'm here in Paris not just to find a publisher for Mr. Carter's works, but also to find partners for our other authors."
"Oh, are you talking about Mr. Alexander Dumas?" Gasoline's eyes lit up: "'The Count of Monte Cristo' we can definitely handle together here."
Arthur saw this fellow dreaming big daily and quickly raised his hand to stop him: "'The Count of Monte Cristo,' over there, you'll have to negotiate with Alexander yourself. Everyone knows Alexander's books are easy to sell in Paris, and even before you, there have been publishers in contact with him. But I must remind you, in Alexander's mind, twelve thousand Francs won't cut it for 'The Count of Monte Cristo,' and even doubling that would be difficult."
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