Chapter 143: Don’t you have this kind of determination yet?
Because the person who came out of the sales department was not Yang Jianguang at all, but a sales consultant wearing professional attire.
And then, one after another, the salesmen came out of the sales department and went home talking and laughing.
Gao Li stared at these sales eagerly, trying hard to find Yang Jianguang's presence among them, but after waiting for a long time, Yang Jianguang didn't appear at all!
How is that possible? Didn't he go inside?
When the last saleswoman came out, she was already holding the lock and starting to lock the door. Now Gao Li couldn't stand anymore. She rushed to the saleswoman and asked impatiently.
"Hey wait, where is the man who just entered? Why is he missing?"
"Who?" The saleswoman looked confused.
"That's the high school student who entered your sales department with a schoolbag on his back. Why didn't he come out?"
Gao Li spent a long time before the saleswoman realized that the person she was talking about was actually Yang Jianguang.
"What are you doing out here?" the saleswoman asked in surprise as she locked the door.
"Someone bought a house and spent 120,000, and now they just move in with their bags through the back door!"
"Speaking of it, this high school student really shocked me. Just because he couldn't find a place to stay tonight, he directly booked the best house with full payment!"
"One hundred and twenty thousand, without blinking an eye, those who didn't know would have thought he was the illegitimate son of the bank boss!"
When it comes to Yang Jianguang, the saleswoman obviously has a lot of topics to talk about, and she talks non-stop.
But Gao Li on the side was completely blank and couldn't believe what she heard.
The high school student who was kicked out by me just now actually bought a house!!!
For a moment, Gao Li felt extremely upset.
120,000 yuan without blinking an eye. If I hadn’t had nothing to do today and had eaten 30 yuan, the commission from renting a house with Yang Jianguang would have been several hundred yuan!
And if such a rich man could lick it, wouldn't he not have to worry about it in this life?
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At the same time, Tianhai Publishing House.
Zhang Xiong lay lazily on the boss's chair and asked casually, "Chief Editor Cheng, how are things going today?"
Cheng Lin on the side made tea for Zhang Xiong in a flattering manner, and said proudly. "Don't worry, boss, we have sold a thousand copies of "Legends of the Martial Arts" in one day.
In order to suppress Xinwu's "Zhu Xian", they bought a martial arts novel "Legend of Martial Arts" by an old author at a high price for printing.
When Xinwu's "Zhu Xian" was put on the shelves, in order to deliberately crowd out Xinwu, Tianhai also put "Legend of Wulin" on the shelves for sale.
One thousand copies were sold on the first day, which is a very good result. Of course, this was after it had just been put on the shelves and advertised.
During normal times, sales are probably only about half, but this is still a gratifying result.
So after hearing this, Zhang Xiong couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction.
Cheng Lin also took the opportunity to continue reporting, "Boss, there is also Xinwu's bad copy of "Zhu Xian". I asked about it today, but not a single copy has been sold, and no one has even asked about it!"
"Hahaha, he's just trying to sell books with such a broken bridge. Is there something wrong with his brain?" Zhang Xiong laughed so hard that he was crazy.
Is he even worthy of fighting with himself?
As long as he uses a few methods, Xinwu won't have any power to turn around!
Xinmin Publishing House, right? It will close down if I ask you to open it!
"Keep telling me that no one in Pengcheng is allowed to sell Xinwu's books. This time, I will make him regret offending me!"
Hearing this, Cheng Lin also smiled coldly, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, boss. I heard that Xinwu spent more than ten or two hundred thousand on this book "Zhu Xian". As long as he gets this shabby book on his hands, it will be worth it."
Don’t even think about any chance of making a comeback, kid!”
After speaking, Cheng Lin shook his head disdainfully.
Are you still trying to challenge Tianhai Publishing House with a book called "Zhu Xian" that you have never heard of?
What other fairy tale novels should I sell? I want to surpass today’s mainstream martial arts novels.
Nothing new, nothing new, it’s simply whimsical!
Now if you sell it, let me see if you sell it!
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The next day, Cheng Lin also personally delivered 500 copies of "Legends of Martial Arts" to Kuaige Bookstore.
Before entering, he glanced at the empty Qiaodong Bookstore opposite and shook his head disdainfully.
Xinwu actually wants to rely on this broken bridge bookstore to sell 20,000 books?
There is no room for guests just on this day, maybe in the next life!
Pengcheng University.
After finishing breakfast with her friends, Lin Yuqing also walked slowly to school.
The first class only started in half an hour, so she didn't need to worry at all.
Only halfway through, a shout suddenly caught her attention.
"All the latest Xianxia novels on the market are given away for free! Each person is limited to one copy, first come, first served!"
Fairy novel?
I have only heard of martial arts novels, what the hell is this fairy novel?
Lin Yuqing is a fan of novels. She usually likes to read martial arts novels. She has read all the novels by Gu Long, Jin Yong, and Huang Yi.
But this was the first time she had heard of this fairy novel.
After hesitating for a while, Lin Yuqing still spoke to her friend and walked to the stall in front of her.
"Boss, how do you sell your fairy tale novel?" Lin Yuqing said while being deeply attracted by the cover of the book in front of her!
A sharp giant sword came from the sky, tearing apart the white clouds under the cover. Under the tip of the sword, there were two powerful Zhu Xian characters...
This fairy-like cover made Lin Yuqing's eyes light up. At this time, the man's voice in front of the stall also laughed.
"No need to buy, everything is free. As long as you finish reading it, girl, recommend it to others and tell them they can buy it at Qiaodong Bookstore!"
"Okay, then give me a copy!"
A few minutes later, Lin Yuqing couldn't put it down, holding "Zhu Xian" in her hands and looking back and forth.
Kitamura, why have I never heard of this author?
But in the end, Lin Yuqing didn't think much about it. Although she read a lot of novels, there were many novel authors in Hong Kong City, and it was normal that she had never heard of some of the less famous ones.
All the way back to the classroom, Lin Yuqing stuffed the novel into the drawer.
Ma Yuan’s class today is taught by Zhong Wenhua, the most stern old professor at Peng University. The old professor never allows anyone to do other things in his class.
Therefore, for the sake of her own safety, Lin Yuqing would never dare to read Gu Long's latest novel in his class.
Only a few minutes before class, seeing that the old professor Zhong Wenhua hadn't come yet, Lin Yuqing, who was bored, hesitated for a while and put the book "Zhu Xian" on the table.
Anyway, I just read an introduction and put it back on the table when Teacher Zhong comes to class.
I have read so many novels, is it possible that I still don’t have this level of concentration?
Thinking about it, Lin Yuqing also opened the book "Zhu Xian" in front of her, and the introductory paragraph at the beginning also appeared in Lin Yuqing's eyes.
"There are no gods in this world, but since time immemorial, human beings have seen all kinds of strange things in the world around them, including lightning and thunder, violent storms, natural and man-made disasters, countless casualties, and mourning everywhere. It is absolutely beyond the control of human beings.
Can resist it.
So I thought that above the nine heavens, there are all kinds of gods, and below the nine ghosts, there is also the place where the ghosts return, the palace of Yama. So the theory of gods spread throughout the world. Countless human beings sincerely bowed to themselves...
Jingle bell, a few minutes passed, and the bell rang for class.
An energetic old professor walked into the classroom with a book under his arm and a stern look on his face.
The moment the old professor appeared, the classroom, which was a little noisy just now, instantly became extremely quiet!