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Therefore, it is better to leave the professional work to professionals.

"Don't be so alien, Mr. Qiuyuan. After all, we are a community of interests. The better the books are sold, the higher the profits of Anjiu Bookstore."

When Akihara Yuto saw that An Jiujin had just said this, he was not polite, but he asked another question: "President Yasuhiro, what is the progress so far, and the specific time for the release of "Suspect X" is When?"

"Don't worry, it has now been entrusted to the printing factory, and large-scale printing has begun. It is expected that the printing will be completed on Wednesday, and it will be delivered to Tokyo sales and major bookstores on Thursday, and they will arrange to put it on the shelves on Friday."

After hearing all this, Akihara Yuto was also relieved. After all, his current deposit is more than 60 yen. After a while, he may have to eat instant noodles again.

After talking about the situation, An Jiujin voluntarily ended the call as soon as he talked about some post-publicity matters.

Akihara Yuto put down the microphone, walked into the kitchen, took out the bento box in his briefcase, put it in the microwave, set the timer for 3 minutes and pressed the button.

Watching the bento box spinning in the microwave, Hiroto Akihara thought about it, should he go to a bookstore to see the details on the day of the official release?

……

While Akihara Hiroto was thinking, Satake Maki also returned home, she said "I'm back" at the entrance, and walked into the living room with a thump.

Mrs. Satake, who was cooking, heard the movement, poked her head out, and said, "Maki-chan, where are the octopus sausages on the refrigerator, and why are there so many eggs missing?"

Satake Maki was a little embarrassed, and replied: "Sorry, Mom, I used it as a bento."

"Bento, you ate so much by yourself?" Mrs. Satake couldn't believe it. She took a closer look at her daughter's figure and found that she hadn't become very fat.

"That... it's just used anyway." Satake Maki didn't want to tell the real purpose, so he hesitated to deal with it.

"Really, don't lie to me?" Mrs. Satake looked at her suspiciously, and then suddenly seemed to realize something.

"Is it for a certain male colleague!? Is it that Nishijima-san, someone else gave you a birthday present last time."

"It's annoying, you can cook well, be careful that I don't eat dinner~"

Satake Maki was a little shy, so he ran back to the room and closed the door with a "dong".

Seeing her daughter's panic-stricken behavior, Mrs. Satake smiled and continued cooking.While sitting and cooking, she thought a little "sadly".

This Christmas, can we see Maki-chan bringing her boyfriend home?

Oh, the child has grown up~

……

On the other side, Satake Maki sat in front of the dressing table in the room, looking at herself in the mirror.

In the mirror was a girl with dyed light brown hair.The girl's skin is fair, and her facial features can be considered pretty.But to be honest, it's just good-looking among ordinary people.

Facing the mirror, Satake Maki made a grimace, then opened the drawer, took out a black fountain pen and a pink notebook, opened it to a new page, and started writing.

She wants to write down her feelings in the form of a diary.

"October 10th, Water Day. As of today, it is the 6th day that I have known Mr. Akihara Hiroto."

"However, I still sometimes feel like I'm in a dream, and I didn't expect the opportunity to meet my favorite author, which is incredible."

"Did Lord God think that my life is too ordinary, so he gave me a little luck? If so, thank you gods on Gao Tianyuan."

After writing this, she prayed in her heart for a while before continuing to write.

"Sometimes, life may be so wonderful, but what's even more wonderful is that it's often not what you think it is."

"Before I met Mr. Akihara, I thought that he who could write a work like "Seven Rooms" should be a very gloomy or even dark person. After all, didn't many literary critics say that he is a "thriller" Genius'."

"But after getting in touch with Mr. Akihara, I realized that he has a cheerful personality and is very gentle in dealing with people. He greets me every day, and says thank you when he takes the lunch box. He even washes the lunch box and returns it to me. I……"

"Although he is very gentle, he is not quite the image of a genius I imagined, which makes me a little disappointed."

After writing this, Maki Satake paused for a moment. After thinking about it, she crossed out the line "a little disappointed" and changed it to "it doesn't seem bad".

"In short, I am very happy to be so close to my idol. I hope I can keep this feeling forever."

"Looking at it now, the plan to deliver bento every day has been successful, but Mr. Akihara is still very unfamiliar with me. Then the next plan, I want to get closer and let him call me by my name!"

While Satake Maki was writing furiously, there was a sudden knock on the door of the room, and her mother's voice came from behind the door, "Dinner is ready, go wash your hands."

"Understood, I'm coming!" Satake Maki responded with a clear voice, then wrote the last sentence, then closed the notebook, stood up and prepared to go out.

What she wrote down was this sentence.

"I hope Mr. Akihara's work will sell well when it is released the day after tomorrow!"

[103.1 Chapter [-] new book on shelves]

October [-]th, Golden Day (Friday), Yamazaki Bookstore.

As usual, Sugihara Aisa came to her work place, ready to start her day's work.

As a bookstore employee, she is responsible for the placement and adjustment of literary and art books. She must insert suitable or unsuitable books into the bookshelf or put them on the booth according to the market trend every day.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps, she raised her head and found that it was the manager of the bookstore, who was walking over with a stack of books.

"Sugihara, these are newly arrived books, sorry for your trouble." After saying this, the store manager handed the books to Sugihara Aisa, and the latter quickly took them.

Sugihara Aisha took the book, put it on the floor of the next bookshelf, and glanced at it, "Manager, there are more than 30 books in this batch. Is it a bit too much? Do you want to put a little less for now?"

Generally speaking, more than 10 books are enough to be displayed to customers at the same time, and more than 30 books will appear a bit bloated and will take up a lot of space.

Hearing her proposal, the store manager said: "No way, because President Yamazaki participated in the trial reading meeting of the cooperative publishing house, so this batch of books has entered 500 copies, which is a bit too much."

Sugihara Aisa was surprised when she heard about it. After all, except for a few popular books and periodicals, bookstores seldom stock so much.

Although it can be returned to the publishing house if it cannot be sold, it still takes up funds and inventory space anyway.

The store manager shrugged, and continued in a joking tone: "So I need to trouble you, Sugihara, to adjust your position so that customers can see it and sell it as soon as possible."

Sugihara Aisa nodded and responded, "I see."

At present, if you want to quickly digest this batch of books, you can only take out 3 places on the display stand and put 9 books.

The other 21 books should be put together on the bookshelf together.Although it is not a good place for the bookshelf, as long as there are enough of the same books, it can also attract readers' attention.

"Then please, I'll go to other things first." The store manager waved his hand, gave some instructions, then turned and left.

Sugihara Aisa responded with "Understood", then bowed her head and began to think.There is not enough space for the display stand, so I have to think about which book space to vacate.

At this moment, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of "New Novel" in the upper right corner of the display stand.

Do you want to take away "New Novel"? Recently, because Teacher Akihara has not serialized it, the sales volume of this periodical is not as good as before, and it feels like it is going downhill.