"San Uncle, don't worry about this. The first edition is sold at 100,000 copies. The price of each book is 1.98 yuan. If it can't be sold, I will keep it for someone. In terms of printing, if you think it's expensive, let's take a look after a while. If a printing factory cannot continue to operate, we will acquire a large printing factory. At that time, not only can we print things for our company, but we can also undertake some other work. The printing factory will also make a profit in the future."

Wang Bo's brows were twisted into a twist as he heard Li Zhongxin's words.

He felt that Li Zhongxin's insistence on printing more than 100,000 copies was an extremely wrong decision.

The publisher only carries about 20,000 copies of the distribution, and the remaining 80,000 copies of the books. In this case, Zhongxin Publishing House needs to find sales on its own.

Li Zhongxin directly told him that the first edition of 100,000 books will be sold first, and if they are sold well, they will be sold at normal prices.

If the sales are not good, then all these books I love to invent will be given away for free.

The more Wang Bo thought about it, the less he was thinking. He spent so much effort on this publishing house. The comics he created were just now able to see the money back, and the money back was not as much as the people they gave to the animation creation base.

Now I have to make another book that I love to invent, so what's the point of setting up this publishing house?

Wang Bo asked depressedly: "Big nephew, is it interesting to me to do this? I'm building this publishing house either to make money or to lose money? According to what you said, I love to discover that our publishing house publishes this. Besides, if you have to do so with such a high bonus, and if you have to do advertising, I'm afraid the publishing house will go bankrupt if it doesn't take much time."

"Uncle San, what are you saying? Why are you going bankrupt?" Li Zhongxin raised his eyebrows, looked at Wang Bo disdainfully, and said with some exaggeration: "I love to invent such books when I publish them. Although I will lose money at the beginning, or in the first three to five issues, the books I published later will make money. This matter is something they will never be able to calculate.

What books do you think can be paid for when you publish and publish now? Which publishing house has lost money after publishing books?"

After Li Zhongxin finished speaking sarcastically, he even looked at his third uncle's eyes.

Li Zhongxin knew in his heart that this third uncle was good at everything, but he couldn't see too far in some things.

It’s like playing chess. A person who plays chess well can take a step. Seeing many steps behind, he can even think clearly about what his opponent thinks and how he walks.

Third uncle basically has the rural small-scale farmers' awareness. When doing business or doing something, there are too many people who lose money or say bad things, their ears will become weak.

Could it be that this third uncle cannot think carefully about whether he, Li Zhongxin, has done anything in the past few years, has no reason?

"Isn't this for the sake of the company? All the companies' industries are now making profits, but this publishing house needs to use a lot of money to supplement it. I really think that it is not a good thing for you to start this publishing house. I don't know which publishing house you said to lose money, but I know that the Zhongxin Publishing House you set up is already losing money and gaining publicity." Wang Bo ignored Li Zhongxin's gaze and said what he wanted to say in his heart.

Wang Bo has always had this idea. From the establishment of Zhongxin Company to this time, no matter what industry or industry it is, it has been smooth sailing, and there is no business that loses money. Building this publishing house not only requires a considerable amount of money in the early stage, but according to Li Zhongxin, in the future, it will also acquire a large printing factory, find a distributor, and...

Not to mention a lot of things, the things you make are not profitable at all.

Now the publishing house alone has reached twenty-five or six people, both editor-in-chief and editor, and some people are responsible for sorting letters, replying letters and remitting money. The salary of these people is the relatively high salary in Zhongxin Company. The average salary of one person is about fifty or sixty yuan. If you add the bonus, each person can reach more than one hundred yuan a month.

On average, the salary of these people reaches more than 2,500 yuan per month, which is close to the 3,000 yuan mark.

If you set up such a publishing house, even if the salary is 3,000, Wang Bo would not say anything. After all, this thing was what Li Zhongxin wanted to do.

However, Wang Bo really couldn't figure out what kind of book I love to invent, not only did he settle the manuscript fee normally, but he also had to give such a big reward to those people.

Wang Bo understood the matter of buying horse bones with a daughter, but he still couldn't make a turn.

The kind of small inventions these people made had nothing to do with Zhongxin Company, and Zhongxin Company had to pay them money.

"Stop, third uncle, I understand everything you said. Do you think that I have organized this matter and I don't even understand the most basic things? How to arrange it, just arrange it. As for what the people below do, it is the following matter. It is no big deal to pay some money for the time being, so don't worry about it." Seeing a disdainful expression on Wang Bo's face, Li Zhongxin shook his head and continued: "Look at this matter of large printing factories, there are two large printing factories in Jiangcheng. Now the second factory is basically unable to invest. If it can be acquired, try to acquire the second factory. If it really doesn't work, just find Jiujing Kazi and let Jiujing Kazi buy the most advanced printing equipment there, and we just need to rebuild a printing factory."

Wang Bo glanced at Li Zhongxin, curled his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Big nephew! I think you should try less trouble recently! Look, how many things are pressing on my shoulders now? In terms of cement factory construction, leaders often come down there to inspect. Every time a leader inspects, I have to accompany him.

The rebuilding of the clothing factory has not yet been achieved. The small appliance factory has just been built for the first phase. I need to worry about recruiting workers and machinery and equipment? I need to communicate with the province when you are building this publishing house?

Zhao Futian is now in charge of the province. I need me to go over and check the Zhongxin Food and Grain Chain Supermarket! I need me to take charge of the wild vegetable processing factory?

I'm busy all day now, can't you take some time to manage the matters?

Otherwise, you can find a few senior management staff, I will be exhausted recently."
Chapter completed!