Diva's wife lives next door

Chapter 73 People Who Just Bought Books Are Kind of Familiar
Wang Xu returned to 2902 after running and eating.

Scanning the comment section, he let out a sigh of relief.

Wang Xu, who has read online novels before, knows the dangers of certain trolls!
Normal communication is acceptable, but innocent ridicule and resolute silence must not be cherished!
And just now, Zhou Qing, the backstage editor in charge, sent another message, telling him that the publication of the physical book has been finalized, and he can promote it in the comment area.

Of course Wang Xu would not refuse, and of course Mr. Jin would charge money for his book, which is a kind of respect!
The more physical books sold, the more respect you have for Mr. Jin!
The editor-in-chief accused Wang Xu of being as beautiful as Wang Xu thought, so he suffered a major blow.

"what!"

Criticism jumped up from his chair and yelled into the phone: "We want to publish physical books, and we want to compete with Panlu Chinese Website! Now you tell me that only [-] copies will be produced, and the cost will not be recovered!"

The colleague at the publishing house on the other end of the phone was also very helpless, and patiently explained: "I heard that we are going to publish books on martial arts classification, do you know what action Panlu Publishing House is taking?"

Criticize the narrow eyes and shortness of breath: "Panlu Chinese website doesn't have any decent martial arts classification books!"

"You forget that there are real writers!"

The other person sighed on the phone: "They invited Cheng Lingyun, the one who wrote "Remnant Blood Order"."

"Cheng Lingyun!"

Criticism slumped back to the chair, but soon his eyes lit up and said: "I heard that he has closed his pen, why is there still a book coming out!"

……

"The book written before the pen was closed?"

……

"There are three volumes in total, and the first batch of physical books is [-] sets?"

……

"I see! I can understand!"

After hanging up the phone, he blamed him with a wry smile on his face: "You actually invited Cheng Lingyun, you still underestimated Gao Yunhan's energy. If Fanlu doesn't make a move, we're going to be crushed to death!"

……

Panlu Publishing House and the newly established Dianqi Publishing House are going to fight, but in fact, not many people pay attention to it, because the latter is too weak and too small to make it to the stage.

You can also go to Dianqi to browse through online articles, but physical books are just a joke.

So "Swordsman" was printed, and it became a big problem for major bookstores to order it.

Criticism twisted his body, and was yelling on the phone: "Lao Meng! What kind of relationship do we have, will I lie to you? Go and read the comments on the Internet, "Swordsman" has more than 40 leaders!"

"How about ordering a hundred copies? Just to see my face?"

……

"Thank you, Lao Meng!"

……

After hanging up the phone, he slapped down the table with dismay, "Aren't you optimistic about "Swordsman"? Did I choose the wrong one this time?"

Twenty thousand copies of the first volume of "The Swordsman" are currently ordered by only a dozen bookstores in Yanjing, and none of them has more than [-] copies.

Seeing that the physical book was about to be defeated by himself for the first time, he was under a lot of pressure.

Not far from the censure office, Liu Jin, editor-in-chief of martial arts, is sitting. His face is sinking, and he is communicating with 'Papaya Piao Piao'.

no way!
Authors at level LV5 are treasures in the martial arts category. Tang Xia treats "Papaya Piao Piao" as his master, so he also needs to be careful in serving him.

"You didn't publish such a good book as "The Prodigal Son", but you actually published "Swordsman", did you ask me for my opinion?"

Ask for your opinion?
who do you think You Are?
Liu Jin complained in his heart, but he was very polite when he called.

"The first time you publish a book is to test the waters. "The Prodigal Son" is a masterpiece. Of course, we must open up the publishing market, and then publish your book!"

"That's about the same! "The Prodigal Son" will definitely sell a million copies by then!"

million copies!
Cheng Lingyun is not as heroic as you!

Liu Jin pouted, everyone agrees that the physical book market is shrinking, you'papaya fluttering' is bigger than others!
But he didn't refute, and sent a 'thumbs up' emoticon package, and the chat ended.

A lot of pressure!
He looked back at Zhou Qing's seat, feeling a little sympathetic in his heart.

……

Zhou Qing was very troubled and a little regretful.

What kind of publishing are you doing, you should persuade the 'post-competition' to write online articles honestly.

Now that the book is printed, no one is ordering it, and "Swordsman" has become a joke for everyone.

Think about the pre-sale in the afternoon. If only two or three copies are sold, the company and him will be nailed to the pillar of shame.

No!

Seeing that it was almost noon, he stood up quickly and came to Liu Jin: "Editor-in-Chief, I want to take a leave!"

Liu Jin glanced at him and nodded: "You have been under too much pressure these days, go back and rest!"

"Ok!"

Zhou Qing left the office and went straight to Xinghua Bookstore, the largest in Jizhou, without going home.

It was just past twelve o'clock at noon. Cheng Lingyun's "Iron-Blooded Gun" was displayed prominently in the Xinghua Bookstore, and there was a banner in front of the bookstore.

'Cheng Laofeng's work, redefining martial arts'!
Redefining martial arts?

Zhou Qing curled his lips, picked up "Iron Blood Gun" and flipped through it twice, but he didn't read it.

It still follows the old way of writing before, and it comes up with crazy killings, which is worthy of being Cheng Lao Cheng Lingyun.

but……

He felt that "Swordsman" was not as well written as "Contesting Queen", and "Swordsman" is like a drizzle in spring, slowly taking you into the rivers and lakes, the more you taste, the more flavorful it becomes.

And "Iron Gun" is domineering, but it is too strong, and it feels old-fashioned to read.

"Is there "Swordsman"?"

A young man ran outside the store and asked the staff when he entered the bookstore.

""Swordsman"?"

The lady in the bookstore looked confused: "It sounds like a martial arts novel, did you remember your name wrong?"

For the sake of the young man's handsomeness, she pointed to "Iron-Blooded Gunslinger": "This is Cheng Lingyun's new martial arts novel. I recommend you to read this book!"

"Buy "Jagged Gun" and get five coupons from the milk tea shop next door. It's a great deal!"

""Swordsman" is here!" Zhou Qing couldn't read it anymore, and waved down the book in his hand.

This is what he found in the corner of the bookstore, a place that all the ladies and sisters in the bookstore will forget, which shows how much the bookstore attaches importance to this book.

"Great! I want two hundred copies!"

The young man took out his bank card, his face full of excitement: "There is no one selling this book in other states, I bought it and sent it to a friend!"

"real or fake?"

The young lady in the bookstore blushed slightly, her body trembling with excitement.

Big order!

Definitely a great deal!
If you buy two hundred copies at once, you can get at least two cups of milk tea today!
She hurriedly searched in the library, and when she came out, she was apologetic: "There are only a hundred copies!"

The young man smiled slightly, as if the spring breeze was blowing on his face, it was extremely gentle: "I want it all!"

After leaving the address and paying the money, he asked the lady in the bookstore to send it to him, and he waved his hand and left.

There are still people who understand "Swordsman"!

Seeing this scene, Zhou Qing was very relieved, and at the same time, a trace of confusion flashed in his mind.

Where have young people seen it?

It feels a little familiar!

He was in a much more relaxed mood than when he first arrived, and he left with soothing steps.

The young lady in the bookstore packed "Swordsman" and leaned against the bookshelf, muttering to herself, "The person who bought the book just now is a little familiar. It seems to be the one on "National Idol"?"

"Wang Xu!"

She screamed, regretful on her face.

Should have just asked for an autograph!
(End of this chapter)