When I woke up the next day, it was sunny and sunny.
It’s been extremely hot in Chengdu these days, and suddenly such a rainy weather can definitely be considered sunny. Many parents also brought their children to the community garden after a long absence and began to run wild. These children are not only human beings, but sometimes they are also
Maybe a dog.
The furry child suddenly became interested in the child who came over. He walked over and sniffed, and the child suddenly started crying.
Good guy, this sound is so loud, you can hear it even if you live on the 12th floor.
Han Qi was woken up by this sound.
I stretched myself, didn't get up, and lay on the bed again playing with my phone.
The quality of my sleep last night was great, and I had no dreams.
"What the hell, 190,000?"
Han Qi remembered that the publishing house only printed 200,000 copies in total, and they were all gone all of a sudden?
"Brother Wang, are you here?" He called Wang Zheng in the work group.
Han Qi could sleep in, but Wang Zheng couldn't. In other words, he didn't sleep much that night. After receiving the news, he was so excited that he only squinted for an hour before hurriedly setting off and arriving at the printing factory with Xu Lei.
They had just come out of the printing factory when Han Qi sent the message.
"I'm here. Are you awake? Have you seen the message?"
"See, 190,000? What should I do today? Isn't there no books to sell?"
Wang Zheng looked at the car that was loading books and said:
"The printing factories were busy printing yesterday. A total of three printing factories in the south and north were working all night. Anyway, you can still buy them these days. It's just a little difficult and a pity."
It would have been better if this situation had been anticipated earlier.
Before the autograph session started, everyone, including Han Qi himself, thought that 200,000 yuan was enough, so they distributed it all to bookstores all over the country, leaving no inventory at all. Even the printing house was printing other products to be released in the past few days.
book.
"It's indeed a pity, but those who bought the book in the past two days are probably fans, and they probably won't mind waiting a few more days."
Han Qi believed that his book could earn a reputation among readers, so he was not as anxious as Wang Zheng.
The two chatted for a few words and then hung up.
Hearing yesterday's sales, Han Qi was in a good mood and lost all sleep. He got up and exercised a little in the living room.
Thanks to the system, Han Qi got the skill of free fighting, so...boxing has become a hobby of Han Qi, punching and jabing with flying colors. He used to like to punch alone, after all.
If you have a good body, you won’t be able to exert your energy when you don’t travel.
But compared to the previous times, the speed of punching now is like one in the sky and one on the ground.
The speed and strength are several times stronger.
I waved it in the air for a few minutes, but there was no real object, so it was a bit depressing to just play like this.
I looked at the sandbags on the shopping website and it seems that they are not suitable for installation in the house. Moreover, this is a rented house. Will I be allowed to drill holes in the ceiling?
Forget it, let’s wait until we buy a new house later.
Come to the study room, turn on the computer and continue writing "Two Thousand Miles on the Grassland"
This book is about Han Qi’s life on the grasslands. If someone who has watched the Mongolian travel video reads this book written by Han Qi, they will probably not be able to imagine that riding a bike that looks beautiful and handsome can be so boring and difficult.
Interspersed with the help provided by Mongolian compatriots to Han Qi.
At present, the book has more than 30,000 words written, and it is expected to be about 140,000 words.
It’s not that he has no ideas, if he really wanted to write, he could write thousands of words in an hour. Many authors’ brain thinking speed cannot keep up with the speed of their hands, but Han Qi’s hands cannot keep up with the speed of his brain.
Writing travel notes is different from writing traditional novels. Traditional novels sometimes take a year and a half to finish, but writing travel notes is very easy. After all, the complete story is in your mind, and your brain only needs to turn the pictures into words.
Today is my hard-earned rest time, so I should be able to write more.
Before Han Qi decided to ride across the grassland, he also encountered some things, such as trying to find a horse farm but getting lost by the river, and then meeting Gao Wa, and a series of other things. The previous travel notes were written here, and now Han Qi wants to
Start writing the formal part about riding a horse across the grassland alone.
He was looking forward to writing about the day he met the prairie wolves.
This was the most unique and profound impression he had on his trip to the grassland.
However, after only sitting for two hours and writing nearly 10,000 words, he couldn't sit still and couldn't concentrate. He turned on the music, stood up and wandered around the room listening to the song.
I don’t know what to do, so I’ll just take a break and write again.
Hanging out in his room sounds a bit strange, but it is indeed what Han Qi often does these days. After all, this is the first home that Han Qi lives in independently, and there are many things he brought back from other places.
travel souvenirs.
Go to the living room to look at the scenery outside the window, and then return to the study to look at the souvenirs in the bookcase.
Han Qi found something he brought back from Mongolia. It was dirty and placed in a corner of the cabinet. He had not taken care of it since he came back.
It's about the size of the bottom of a beer bottle, maybe a little bigger. It's completely black, with a dent in the middle. This blackness has nothing to do with the dirt and dust on his body. It's the color of the material itself, but it should feel like stone.
Which stone is pure black?
Han Qi didn't learn geography well and couldn't figure it out.
Use a knife to scrape the soil clean, revealing the original appearance of the stone. The bottom is flat, the corners of the edges are very smooth, and there is a dent on the top... This is obviously an ancient inkstone. Did I really pick up an antique?
?
Han Qi looked back and forth, but he could only confirm that this was an artificial inkstone.
It's also possible that it's not an inkstone, but something else.
Not finding any clues, he gave up studying the object and put it back on the cabinet as an ornament.
I was lazy for half an hour and continued typing.
The time was spent lazing around and typing. I ordered takeout for lunch, and as soon as I finished eating, there was a knock on the door.
When he opened the door and saw Xu Lei, Han Qi knew what was going on.
"Going to choose a look?"
"Yes, they started working on it last night and made more than 10 samples. Why don't we take a look now?"
"Well, wait for me."
Han Qi asked Xu Lei to sit on the sofa first, and went to the bathroom to do some hair before walking out: "Okay, let's go. Where is Brother Wang?"
"Brother Wang is still in the publishing house. He is very energetic now. It seems that he doesn't want to leave the publishing house for a while."
Speaking of the publishing house, Xu Lei suddenly remembered something and said:
"Brother Wang told the publishing house this morning about giving back to fans, and the topic became a hot topic, which saved the publishing house a lot of promotional expenses. When I came out, they said they would pay half of the money..."
"Do capitalists have such good intentions?" Han Qi was puzzled.
This is an activity that I want to organize, and I should bear the expenses myself. Why do they take the initiative to pay for it?
"Do you want to print advertisements on it? This is not possible."
Xu Lei shook his head repeatedly:
"They didn't ask for anything, they just said that they hope you will continue your efforts. It would be better if you could promote the brochure yourself."
"That's okay, I definitely want the free money."
The toy factory is owned by a friend of Xu Lei's. It is 70 kilometers away from Chengdu. However, it is still within the scope of Chengdu and is an industrial zone. After driving into the park, we drove around twice before reaching our destination.
The boss was waiting for them outside the venue with a few people. He was very young and must be the classmate Xu Lei mentioned.
As soon as we got off the bus, the boss came over and shook hands with Han Qi enthusiastically, with a smile as bright as Maitreya Buddha's.
Xu Lei introduced: "This is a college classmate of mine, Sun Xiaofu. He took over his family's factory after graduation. It has been two or three years now, right?"
He wanted to introduce Han Qi to his classmates, but Sun Xiaofu rushed to say: "There is no need to introduce Mr. Han. I guess there are not many people who don't know him now. Hello, Mr. Han is welcome to give us guidance. Let's go to the second floor and sit down.
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"No need, let's get started."
I don’t know how long it will take to get this done, but Han Qi still wants to go home and sleep early.
Writing travel notes, playing games, and sleeping, which one is better than visiting a factory?
"Be vigorous and resolute, Mr. Han, the praises on the Internet are right. Well, we made a few action models today, come and take a look."
Sun Xiaofu's Mandarin is not bad.
Otherwise, "you, you, you" will sound too awkward, and this word is usually not spoken in Sichuan dialect.
Han Qi put on her shoe covers and followed him into the factory.
There is a very noisy production line on the first floor. Currently, a stuffed toy that looks like a bear and is 50 centimeters in size is being made. The employees are also very quiet, not chatting or doing other things, and are concentrating on the work at hand.
Han Qi snickered twice in his heart.
They must all be acting, right?
I saw the boss coming so I behaved better.
Han Qi understood it very well, as if everyone in the class saw the head teacher coming.
In a modern social system, the boss of a factory has much more power than the head teacher. The most the head teacher can do is scold you and give you a penalty, while the boss can deduct your salary or even fire you.
Go up to the second floor, wait for the last person to come in and close the door, and the whole world will become pure in an instant.
Although the sound of the machine can still be heard, it is inevitable. No matter how advanced the sound insulation equipment is, it is impossible to completely eliminate the sound coming from within a few meters downstairs.
Here is a corridor, divided into front and left.
Sun Xiaofu said: "The front is for research materials. It is a sterile room. If you want to visit, you need to change into a set of clothes. This is our office area. We have designed more than a dozen actions in the past two days. Take a look.
Inappropriate."
It turns out it’s not a live gesture.
Everyone entered an office area, and the hall where the noise could be heard before entering the room suddenly became quiet, and only the sound of keyboards being pressed while working could be heard.
Sun Xiaofu walked in front and introduced Han Qi.
"This is our work area. We have a total of 13 designers in Fusheng. This place has 22 workstations. We plan to fully recruit them in the second half of the year to develop new toys..."
Han Qi said nothing and nodded to show that he heard.
He was a little confused about what Sun Xiaofu wanted to do. Did he want to buy the factory for himself? I am the one who designs doll styles. Don't introduce so many things to me. I am not interested at all.
If he opened a wood carving, stone carving, or dough sculpture studio, Han Qi felt that he would be more interested.
Thinking of wood carvings, Han Qi was a little distracted.
Why hasn't my carving knife arrived after so many days? I live in Chengdu now. Is the express delivery so slow?
"Mr. Han Qi?"
"Yeah, ah."
Seeing that Han Qi had come to his senses, Sun Xiaofu pointed at the monitor and said, "This is the first one we have designed. It is designed based on the cover of your new book."
Han Qi saw the painting on the monitor.
Viewed from the front, I am looking back at myself. The wrinkles on my clothes are very fine, but I don’t know what the real thing looks like.
But something feels wrong.
Didn't I ask Xu Lei to find someone to design the doll? Why does this... look like a figure? Are you a company that makes figures?
The doll he was thinking of was a very simple one, a stuffed toy that children play with, four or five centimeters in size.
If you want to make a figure, money is a trivial matter, and the most important thing is to be slow.
Han Qi's carving skills are now professional, and he knows how long it will take to do this. If someone dares to guarantee that it will be completed within the specified time, they must have reservations about quality.
Is there any quality problem with the delivered items?
No, no, no.
Han Qi quickly shook his head: "No."
He turned sideways and asked Xu Lei: "Didn't I mean a stuffed toy? Why is it a figure?"
"I don't know either." Xu Lei was also a little confused.
Seeing that Han Qi was dissatisfied, Sun Xiaofu continued: "Don't you like it made into a figure?"
"Yes." Han Qi simply nodded. "Time is very tight now. We have to make these 10,000 dolls within a week. Just make it simple. If it is made into a figure, I am worried about whether you can make it in a week.
Make a thousand."
"We're absolutely fine!"
Sun Xiaofu promised, his chest slapped loudly and the meat on his belly swayed.
Figures and dolls, of course, figures are more profitable. Making a figure can be sixty or seventy times more expensive than making a doll. If there is a chance, they will certainly let customers choose to make figures instead of cheap plush toys.
.
But if Han Qi doesn't agree, there's nothing they can do.
In the end, Han Qi had the final say and chose five classic looks from his videos, and asked Sun Xiaofu and the others to make two thousand of each look.
Seeing that the deception failed, Sun Xiaofu finally became honest and said: "If we want to ensure quality, it is not enough to rely on machines alone. We have to manually resume work one by one to inspect. This way, a week will definitely not be enough. If we let the workers work in three shifts, we will have to
Ten days.”
Han Qi thought for a moment and said, "No need to work so hard. You can do it at the speed of delivering a batch in five days."
A total of 10,000 dolls will be given away in a lottery on Weibo. They will be given away in batches and in different styles. It should not be a problem, and it can also let them look forward to what the next one will look like.
After finalizing a few details, Han Qi was finally satisfied and signed his name on the contract.
When Han Qi went downstairs, he saw many figures they had made before in a corner of the factory. Sun Xiaofu's eyes lit up when he saw Han Qi's eyes, and he trotted over and brought two figures over.
"Mr. Han, look at this, this is what we made before, this texture, these details..."
When Sun Xiaofu introduced him, he almost cried out. Xu Lei couldn't bear to see it. He covered his face and turned to the side with an ugly expression. He originally knew that this fat man was a otaku, but he didn't expect that he would become even more otaku after inheriting the family business. Damn it
Zhai, it's so embarrassing, I just joined the company.
Han Qi looked at it for a few times and then lost interest.
It's probably pretty good, but it doesn't catch my eye.
