"You kid, how can you talk like this? After all, Mr. Chen Liujin is a nationally famous performing artist. How can you reconcile in the future if you talk like this?"
On the way home, Xu Mingxia was in a good mood while driving.
Facing the orange setting sun, I looked through the rearview mirror at the two children sitting together in the back seat.
Xiao Qian carefully peeled the orange for Li Qingjue. After peeling it, he gave half of it to Li Qingjue.
Li Qingjue threw it into his mouth and was immediately winked at.
Xiao Qian also threw half of it into his mouth, and the two boys winked at each other.
Sitting in rows and eating fruits is so beautiful that people forget all their worries.
"It's obvious that reconciliation can't be done, so why bother?"
Li Qingjue took out his handkerchief, wiped himself clean, wiped Xiao Qian clean again, and then listened to the conversation between Xiao Qian and her mother.
Although she didn't understand what she heard, she found it very interesting.
Xu Mingxia disagreed with Xiao Qian's assertion.
"How can there be any natural enemies in this world? Mr. Chen Liujin only criticizes out of good intentions. You just don't accept it. Why force others to do that?"
In today's interview, Xiao Qian's words "It's from your family" immediately exploded.
Chen Liujin was so angry that he almost vomited blood and walked away without caring about his image.
Most of the audience in the audience laughed uncontrollably, and at the same time, they also kept this sentence firmly in their hearts.
The sunshine was just right, allowing Xiao Qian to half-squint her eyes comfortably.
"Auntie, do you really think that guy is starting from art?"
Without waiting for Xu Mingxia to say anything, Xiao Qian explained everything clearly.
"That guy accuses this and criticizes that, with only one purpose, and that is to establish himself as an authority. From now on, when talking about "Journey to the West", he is Chen Liujin, and he wants to make himself an unavoidable name. He,
They expect to earn lifelong dividends from "Journey to the West". This is a naked struggle for interests, how can there be any possibility of reconciliation? "Journey to the West" is a treasure for all our people, how can he be a monopoly by one person?
More domineering than the emperor."
Xu Mingxia was so shaken that she almost drove her car into a ditch.
Xiao Qian couldn't help but look back at the old god, and her whole body felt bad.
What kind of monster is this kid? He can see things so clearly.
She had only seen this kind of ability in her father-in-law Li Zhen.
But who is Li Zhen?
This guy, the future really has unlimited possibilities.
Xiao Qian just criticized Chen Liujin in the interview, but he didn't know that the effect was surprisingly good.
Because this interview was broadcast live and was open to the whole country. As a result, his words spread throughout the country in an instant, creating a joke that was loved by people on the streets. At the same time, it not only dealt a heavy blow to Chen Liujin's planning, but also gave a blow to "Dragon Ball".
There was a wave of loud advertising.
Originally many people didn't know what "Dragon Ball" was, but now that they know it, they naturally want to know more out of curiosity.
And as long as you understand it, the possibility of not liking it is very small.
When Xiao Qian saw Hu Tiesheng again, the editor was busy and happy.
Seeing Xiao Qian come in, he just motioned for Xiao Qian to sit wherever he wanted, without stopping the phone in his hand.
"What? You want 100,000 copies over there? Impossible, I don't have any in my hand now. Just wait, I will send the goods to you in ten days."
After finally hanging up the phone, he was about to say something when the ringtone rang again.
"What? Sold out again? No, Lao Xu, didn't you give it away? Why did it sell out so fast? OK, OK, OK, I'll think of a way and I can transfer up to 50,000 copies to you, and then
There is really no more for me.”
"You make an agreement with them, give them more money, and let them start working at full capacity. How much does it cost? How much do you say it costs? Now that everyone is urging goods, how much do you think we should print?"
"Yu Zhengnan, are you stupid or dumb? How long do you think it will take to transport goods from East China? Don't you know how to contact the local printing factory to start work? Yes, the company has authorized you, and you can contact the printing company in the north by yourself
Factory printing. Really, don’t bother me with this kind of thing in the future.”
Xiao Qian had already finished two glasses of water, and Hu Tiesheng reluctantly finished the phone call, picked up the tea cup and drank it all, feeling a little bit like he was coming back to life.
"Congratulations, Editor-in-Chief Hu Da, you are now prosperous and prosperous."
A trace of amusement flashed across Hu Tiesheng's face.
"Hmph, who in the whole country dares to look down on our magazine now? Xiaoqian, let me tell you, we are all selling like crazy. Those people are just asking for money as if it is not money. They want as much as they can get."
This was of course good news, and it made Xiao Qian smile happily.
"So, a lot of them were sold?"
Hu Tiesheng was very interested and began to sell things off.
"Guess how much it sold for?"
Xiao Qian decided to praise her bad feet.
"Well, eight hundred thousand copies?"
"cut……"
Hu Tiesheng shook his head, looking dismissive.
"Guess again."
Good guy, even 800,000 copies can’t stop you?
At this time, Xiao Qian was a little excited.
"A million copies?"
Hu Tiesheng was very unhappy and began to blow his beard.
"Xiao Qian, aren't you usually quite courageous? Why are you scared now? Guess again."
Xiao Qian trembled a little, mainly because she thought of something.
"1500000?"
Seeing that Xiao Qian failed to guess the answer several times, Hu Tiesheng was even more anxious than him and felt itchy.
"Double the guess."
It’s 1.5 million and it’s going to be doubled?
Xiao Qian only felt that the golden light was shining in front of his eyes, which made him feel a little dizzy.
"four million?"
This time Hu Tiesheng finally smiled and stretched out five fingers triumphantly.
"To be precise, so far, our magazine has sold a total of 4.75 million copies. As expected, by the end of this week, it will not be a problem to exceed 5 million."
Guaguai, the sales volume of five million made Xiao Qian feel terrible.
"Why did you sell so many?"
Hu Tiesheng said matter-of-factly: "It's not because the story of "Dragon Ball" is good, and both adults and children like it. In fact, one issue wouldn't have sold so many. It's just that the first few issues were not released in the Southwest, Northwest, Northeast and other places.
People over there have needs again, so they begged us to print more. It is said that people from Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan are also paying attention to this matter. If nothing happens, it won't be long before a call is made to request the goods. If it really gets through,
As for the overseas market, if our magazine exceeds 10 million, I think it will be a success."
Hu Tiesheng was completely intoxicated by the fantasy of his magazine dominating the world.
Compared with him, Xiao Qian calmed down quickly.
After all, he knew about the grand occasion of "Dragon Ball" in his previous life and was mentally prepared for it. What Xiao Qian was happy about was on the other hand.
According to the agreement he signed with the magazine, if the sales exceed one million, he will get a 20% share.
The comics cost 80 cents a copy, and now they have sold five million copies, which is four million.
And he can get 20%, which is 800,000.
Darling, I got another huge sum of money.
"Uncle Hu, look, when will the settlement between us be settled?"
Hu Tiesheng came to his senses and did not delay.
"That's why I called you here this time."
As he spoke, he took the calculator and clicked it.
"You see, after careful calculation, the company will pay you 560,000. Remember to check the account when you go back to make sure nothing happens."
"Oh... hmm?"
Hu Tiesheng's joy made Xiao Qian a little careless, and when he realized it, his face looked a little unhappy.
It should be 800,000 yuan, but why did it become 560,000 yuan?
After looking at Hu Tiesheng's ordinary face, Xiao Qian shuddered inexplicably. She really couldn't tell that this guy, who usually looked like a good gentleman, could be so cruel and evil.
Isn’t it really unreasonable to say that something has been done to my head?
Fire arises from the heart, evil arises from the courage.
Xiao Qian searched around with dangerous eyes, suddenly noticed something, immediately picked it up, and aimed at the Hu Tie ********* thief, do you dare to hack my money? "
Hu Tiesheng was horrified, looking at Xiao Qian's teeth and claws, and then noticed the sharp weapon in Xiao Qian's hand.
That's...an inkwell.
People who have used fountain pens in the past are definitely familiar with this thing. Although it is not big, it is made of enough materials. Even if it is made of glass, it is as strong as a brick.
Even if it's an empty bottle, it's hard to hit someone with it. If it's full of ink, it's a really terrible weapon.
Now, such a sharp weapon fell into Xiao Qian's hands and was aimed at himself, so Hu Tiesheng did not dare to neglect it.
He tried hard to stay calm and retreated slightly, as if he felt that he felt safe in this way.
"Why... hacked your money?"
Xiao Qian's murderous intention is revealed.
"It's obviously 800,000, why did it become 560,000? I don't know. Today next year is your memorial day."
Only then did Hu Tiesheng realize that he had offended someone he shouldn't have.
In order to prevent the situation from escalating, he decided to use his sharp tongue.
"Well, you make so much money...don't you pay taxes?"
