Xu Jinfu and others in front of them were still staring at the table motionlessly, as if they were still reading a novel.
Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!
It must be that this crappy novel is too ugly, and Chairman Xu is just giving face to this old guy Zhong Wenhua!
Ten minutes, ten minutes later, President Xu and the others will definitely not be able to stand it any longer, throw down this broken book angrily, and leave angrily.
Ten minutes, twenty minutes, half an hour passed. Xu Jinfu and the others were still staring at the two novels together, motionless.
If it weren't for the sound of books being turned over from time to time, I would have thought they were sleeping!
Luo Limin stared at this scene dumbfounded. He stepped forward in disbelief, squeezed out a smile and patted Xu Jinfu on the shoulder.
"President Xu, you..."
Before Luo Limin finished speaking, his hand stretched out and pushed him aside.
"be quiet."
Luo Limin:……
It wasn't until an hour later that the lunch break bell rang, and Xu Jinfu and others finally realized what they were doing. They reluctantly looked away one by one, with shock written all over their faces.
"What a great book! What a great book!"
"The thinking is wild and unconstrained, especially this form of cultivating immortals. It is completely different from the mainstream martial arts on the market, and it is eye-catching!"
“The plot is full of ups and downs, and it’s really a rare book!”
Listening to these people's comments, Luo Limin was stunned.
How can this be?
Didn’t you say that old guy Zhong Wenhua was collecting dirty money to promote junk novels? How could President Xu and the others have such an attitude?
Finally, he pushed away the others in disbelief and grabbed a copy of "Zhu Xian" in his hands.
More than ten minutes later, Luo Limin looked up to the sky and screamed angrily.
"Zhang Xiong, are you cheating on me? You and I are at odds with each other!"
As the vice president, Luo Limin still has the ability to appreciate art. A novel of this quality does not need the promotion of Zhong Wenhua at all!
In other words, he encouraged so many people to come to trouble Zhong Wenhua today, and it ended up being a farce, and he even lost face in front of the president and the others!
Luo Limin was furious when the phone rang in front of him.
After the call was connected, Zhang Xiong's voice also sounded slowly.
"President Luo, how are you now? Has this old guy Zhong Wenhua lost his face?"
"How's it going?" Luo Limin's eyes turned red, he grabbed his phone and roared. "Zhang Xiong, I'll fuck you!"
…
Luo Limin brought people to Peng to make a big fuss. Not only did it not affect the popularity of "Zhu Xian", it actually made the book more popular.
Moreover, after these members of the literary association returned, they took the initiative to contact Xinwu and promoted "Zhu Xian".
Most of the members of these associations work in major universities, and with the publicity, "Zoo Xian" became popular on major campuses.
At the Qiaodong Bookstore, there were only about a hundred people queuing up at the beginning. Over the weekend, the number of people queued up to over a thousand, all clamoring to buy the book "Shu Xian".
Shinmu was confused, what happened? Why did this novel become so popular out of nowhere?
But Xu Lei and others on the other side were not so happy.
With tears in his eyes, he looked at the Qiaodong Bookstore opposite, where there was a long queue, and then looked at his sparse Kuaige Bookstore.
Three days have passed. Not only has the business of Qiaodong Bookstore not declined as Cheng Lin said, but it has actually gotten better and better.
And these days, he himself has seen hundreds of readers come to his bookstore and ask if the book "Shu Xian" is available?
Only then did Xu Lei realize that the book "Zhu Xian" had completely become popular in Pengcheng!
Looking at this scene, I felt regretful in my heart.
In fact, it wasn't just Xu Lei. Outside Qiaodong Bookstore, more than a dozen bookstore owners were attracted and felt so regretful that their intestines turned green.
After a while, with the sound of the horn, a truck slowly stopped outside Qiaodong Bookstore.
Then, Xin Wu jumped out of the passenger seat and started chatting and laughing with the owner of Qiaodong Bookstore.
Looking at Xinwu, Xu Lei hesitated for a moment, but finally forced out a smile and took the initiative to greet him.
"Xinwu, Xinwu, wait a minute."
Xu Lei waved and shouted with a flattering look on his face,
Xinwu seemed to have heard Xu Lei's greeting, and turned his head with a smile. And when he was facing Xu Lei, the smile on his face did not seem to disappear, but became a little more enthusiastic.
Looking at Xin Wu with a bright smile in front of him, Xu Lei felt warm in his heart.
Xinwu, you really don’t bear grudges against me, do you?
I was really nothing in the past, and Xinwu was so kind to me, how could I betray him?
Don't worry, I won't betray you this time!
Xu Lei thought as he excitedly stretched out his right hand towards Xin Wu.
The two of them were getting closer and closer, and the smile on Xu Lei's face was particularly sincere.
Xin Wu nodded slightly and raised his right hand, as if he wanted to shake hands.
"new……"
But before Xu Lei could finish speaking, Xinwu in front of him directly missed Xu Lei and tightly grasped the hands of other bookstore owners behind him with his right hand.
Xu Lei was stunned. His right hand hung stiffly in the air, and there was a hint of embarrassment in the air.
Unfortunately, Xinwu didn't have time to talk to Xu Lei. He chatted and laughed with several other bookstore owners.
Especially when he saw the bosses who had rejected him before and now took the initiative to please him, Xinwu felt as if he had drank a bottle of Jianlibao on a hot day, feeling so happy.
Of course, getting the authorization for "Shu Xian" is not as easy as before.
Due to the 180-degree change in the relationship between supply and demand, Xinwu opened its mouth and cut off more than half of the profits of these bookstore owners.
Even so, the bosses all went back happily.
Now "Zhu Xian" is very popular in Pengcheng, and it has also become popular in several nearby cities.
As soon as the reader came, he asked if he had this book. If he didn't answer, he turned around and left.
So now as long as we can get the supply of goods, the profit will be less.
Seeing these bookstore owners returning excitedly one by one, and Xin Wu who had finished delivering the goods, he was about to leave. Xu Lei became anxious and forced a smile to catch up with Xin Wu.
"Xinwu, Xinwu brothers..."
Hearing this, Xinmu turned around in surprise, with a puzzled look on his face.
"Who are you?"
After finishing speaking, before Xu Lei could start, Xin Wuwen calmly passed him by and returned to the car.
Watching Xinwu leave without hesitation, he looked at Kuaige Bookstore behind him, which had no business.
At this moment, Xu Lei felt so regretful that his intestines turned green.
On the other side, sitting in the truck on the way back, Xinwu was in a good mood.
"Zhu Xian" was completely popular. He had previously printed 20,000 copies and sold more than 3,000 copies at Qiaodong Bookstore. The remaining 10,000 copies were basically snatched up by bookstore owners like Pengcheng.
When supplying goods to bookstores, they are generally priced at half or even less of the book's price.
The price of a copy of Zhuxian is 20 yuan. This time, except for the Qiaodong Bookstore, which is priced at 10 yuan a copy, the remaining bookstores are getting the goods at 15 yuan a copy.
In other words, excluding the cost of 5 yuan per volume, his profit has reached about 180,000 yuan.
And this is just the beginning. As the reputation of "Soo Sin" becomes popular, sales will only increase step by step.
His Xinmin Publishing House has finally taken the first step...
Xin Wu was thinking excitedly, but the phone in his pocket vibrated.
When I pulled it out, I saw it was an unfamiliar number.
Xinwu hesitated for a while and finally answered the phone. Soon, an energetic old man's voice rang.
"Hello, Boss Xinwu, I am Zhong Wenhua."
Mr. Zhong?
Xinwu was overjoyed. The success of "Zhu Xian" this time was inseparable from Mr. Zhong's help.
Why did he call?
"Hello, Mr. Zhong, just call me Xinwu. What can I do for you?"