Lord, I will write novels to support you

Tang Ke frowned and said with a dark face: "Impossible, my five thousand volumes of words are not just blown out, I have done market research."

"The headquarters of the bookstore occupies an entire street. There are a total of [-] settlement windows. Every day from opening to closing, all the windows are almost uninterrupted. It is roughly estimated that the daily sales volume of each window is about [-] books. Even if the minimum five Counting from a hundred, tens of thousands of books can be sold in one day, except for those necessary reference books, most of the people who come to buy books are reading novels and story books."

"I am confident that my story must be more attractive than other novels currently on sale at the bookstore. How about it, after my novels are on the shelves, if they don't have three thousand copies a day, they should sell more than one thousand copies a day, no matter how bad they are. There should be a hundred copies, I can sell hundreds of copies a day pushing a cart behind the palace, how could it be possible that there are only five copies sold on a large scale here?"

Wu Liangsheng listened to his subordinates talking so much, shook his head with a smile, and took a sip of tea, "The ideal is very full, but the reality may not be."

Tang Ke shook his head: "No, there must be a problem in some link."

Wu Liangsheng nodded in agreement: "Well, there must be something wrong in some link."

Tang Ke looked suspiciously at Wu Liangsheng: "Minister, did you already know what went wrong?"

Wu Liangsheng looked sideways at Tang Ke, paused, put down his tea bowl, and walked out with his hands behind his back, "Come, come down with me."

Tang Ke followed Wu Liangsheng to the bookstore on the second floor, where there were rows of bookshelves, and only one person could pass between the bookshelves, and all the bookshelves were densely packed with books.

"The most golden seat on the first floor is filled with canonical books such as historical books and the Four Books and Five Classics. You know this, right?" Wu Liangsheng asked Tang Ke as he led Tang Ke sideways through the rows of bookshelves.

"know."

"The original books signed by our bookstore are placed on the bookshelves on the west side of the second floor, do you know that?" Wu Liangsheng asked again.

"know."

"Then do you know where all the books of the customs department are kept?" Wu Liangsheng asked again.

Tang Ke stopped talking.

He really hadn't noticed where the books in the customs department were.

He was led by Qinghe to look over the bookshelves here before, and he saw that the western side was full of books such as novels, poems, songs and poems of the dynasty, and he saw that each bookshelf was clearly marked with a book category index. , the classification is very detailed, and I thought that if I want to find the books of the customs department one day, I just follow the index.

Now being asked by Wu Liangsheng, Tang Ke walked all the way west from the central part, carefully looking at the rows, and when he reached the end, his brows were already wrinkled into a Sichuan character, "Is there no index of novels from the Customs Department here?"

Wu Liangsheng smiled: "It's not just that there is no index. When you walk into this bookstore, even if you want to read a popular romance novel, let me ask you, can you find it?"

Tang Ke took a deep look at the bookshelf again, and raised his foot to look for it, but was stopped by Wu Liangsheng, "Don't look for it, you won't find it even if you search for a day, I will lead you there."

The two walked through a narrow passage, and when they reached the end, when Tang Ke thought that there was no way to go, another extremely narrow path appeared, and that path had to be passed sideways without touching the chest. to the bookshelves on both sides.

Tang Ke was led by Wu Liangsheng to walk through the path, and stopped at the innermost small bookshelf.

Wu Liangsheng stood on tiptoe, pulled out two books from the top of the small bookshelf with difficulty, and handed them to Tang Ke.

Tang Ke glanced at the title of his book written on it, and then raised his head to look at Wu Liangsheng: "This place...is the right place for me to ask my wife to hide money for her private house in the future."

Wu Liangsheng smiled and shook his head: "Okay, let's go out, I'm sweating all over."

The two squeezed out again, and returned to the table. Tang Ke frowned and asked, "Minister, you knew this was the case earlier? Why didn't you tell me?"

"Why tell you? Wouldn't it be happier to see you being beaten by the ruthless reality?" Wu Liangsheng picked up the tea bowl again.

"Am I your only subordinate? I was forced to leave, can you be happy?"

Wu Liangsheng shook his head and stared at him sideways: "You have thicker skin than me, you can't get away with such a trivial matter."

Tang Ke was in no mood to joke with him: "Why is the bookshelf of the customs department placed in that place? Why can't we fight for a better seat? Is the bookstore struggling with the market and money?"

"This matter is not decided by the management of the bookstore," Wu Liangsheng said. "When the headquarters was just completed, Mr. Ji Ge led a group of old scholars from the Imperial Academy to visit. Books, the old men suddenly felt that it was insulting, and asked the entire department to throw the books as far as they could."

"The major shareholders have spoken, and the people below are reluctant to follow through."

Tang Ke fell silent.

Wu Liangsheng said: "How? Are you convinced? If you are soft, I will go and plead with the director for you now. Let's delete the love part of this book and make persistent efforts in the next one?"

Tang Ke picked up the tea bowl, leaned closer to the chair, and shook his head: "It's only the second day, and you're underestimating me at this time."

Wu Liangsheng smiled: "Hmph, what else do you want? I can warn you that the placement of each bookshelf is determined by high-level discussions many times. If you change it forcibly, it won't take seven days. You can pack up and go home tomorrow." .”

"I know, I have other ways, I won't touch that bookshelf." Tang Ke waved his hand, "Minister, can I ask you for leave?"

Wu Liang said humbly, "Whatever you want, just remember to come back to lead your death in seven days."

Tang Ke waved his hand, took out a pen and paper from the table, gesticulated for a while, got up and went out, went to the tea room to explain to Boss Geng that he was going out for a while and would be back soon.

Tang Ke left Qifeng Bookstore and went straight to Drunken Spring Breeze, and saw Ye Zi drinking.

Seeing Tang Ke from a distance, Ye Zi stood up with his back propped up, and shouted loudly, "Hey, isn't this the pride of our village?"

Tang Ke grinned and gave her the beginning of a novel published by Qifeng Bookstore, "Are you free now?"

Ye Zi was holding an altar of spring breeze drunk and handed it to Tang Ke. Hearing this, he opened his eyes and looked at him, pointing to his forehead: "Me? Brother Xiao Ke, are you kidding me? I have been idle for more than ten years. ?”

Tang Ke waved to her with a smile, sat down at the wine table, Ye Zi followed and looked at him: "What's the matter? Can I be used?"

Tang Ke unfolded the piece of paper he brought and handed it to her.

Ye Zi moved her head closer, and saw that there was a very detailed guide map drawn on it, with the word "Department of Customs" written on it, and a few lines of slogans promoting "The Merry Prince and the Beautiful Prince" were written on the top.

She stared blankly for a while, then raised her head: "What is this?"

Tang Ke pointed at the paper with his chin: "How about handing out leaflets for me?"