After wearing the chronological control group

After assigning Liu Jianshe the preliminary work for the establishment of [Time·Manga], Ye Weixie spent almost all his time on the first issue of [Time·Xia] besides continuing to draw "Guardian".

The content of the magazine is controlled and reviewed by professionals such as Liang Hua, who is mainly busy with publishing and publicizing.

In order to make the magazine a hit, in addition to excellent content, there must be a good announcement, in short, it is to advertise widely, so that more people can see the re-launch of [Time·Sea].

Otherwise, the smell of wine is also afraid of the deep alley.

Advertisement in newspapers is of course the first choice, but the original August issue only made a special topic on the suspension of publication, and now it is a bit too fast to do a new issue promotion after a lapse of more than three months.

Ye Weixie was worried that it would be counterproductive, so he called two employees of the publishing company over for a meeting to discuss.

Ye Weixie tapped on the desk with his fingertips, and asked, "What do you think?"

There are currently two people in the distribution department, besides the old employee Nong Guochao, there is also the newly recruited employee Liu Hui.

Liu Hui is only 25 years old this year, and belongs to the category of young people.

Hearing the words, he immediately said: "Our target reader group is young people, so I think we can promote it in major universities."

Ye Weixie raised his eyebrows, and asked: "How to publicize?"

"We can hold some small activities such as prize quiz, and then promote the magazine in the process, and give some preferential policies." Liu Hui gave an example while thinking, "For example, order a [-]% discount for one year, and [-]% for two years. Discounts and such."

Nong Guochao frowned when he heard the words, Zhang wanted to say something, but Ye Weixie nodded and said, "Very good."

His eyes darkened and he closed his mouth.

Liu Hui was overjoyed, but before his smile could fully unfold, Ye Weixie said: "But it's not suitable for now."

Liu Hui Yizheng, "Why?"

Ye Weixie continued: "Don't forget, although [Time·Sea] continues the previous Sia, it is actually a brand-new magazine relatively speaking, except for some old-fashioned old readers, there is no reader base."

"For a magazine that has no reader base and everyone doesn't know about it, do you think you can get people to subscribe for a year or two with discounts like [-]% or [-]% off?"

"I won't say much else," Ye Weixie looked at him and asked, "If it were you, would you order?"

Liu Hui choked, and quickly understood Ye Weixie's meaning, "I—"

He wanted to say that he would, but looking at Ye Weixie's eyes, he could only say embarrassingly: "No."

Nong Guochao on the side secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

From the very beginning, he knew that this method was not suitable, because they hadn't thought of doing this before, but like Ye Weixie said, they didn't have a reader base.

Without a reader base, it means that no one will subscribe to a magazine for one or two years in order to save a little money.

Fortunately, Ye Weixie was awake.

He looked up at Ye Weixie, but happened to meet the other's half-smiling eyes.

Nong Guochao frowned, "Editor-in-chief?"

Ye Weixie looked at him and said, "You are an old man in the magazine, what suggestions do you have for this issue?"

Nong Guochao was silent for a while, and said: "We can cooperate with the boss of the newsstand, such as a one-time purchase of more than [-]% off, and so on."

Ye Weixie closed the cap of his pen, leaned back on the back of the chair and said, "But like I said just now, without a reader base, why would the boss of the newsstand buy more of your magazine?"

"Also, I don't know if you have done any research. The owners of newsstands are almost all older people. They are relatively conservative, so they will not rashly order more before seeing specific benefits."

Nong Guochao: "I will convince them."

"Although the sales in Seattle have not been very good these years, I have a good relationship with the newsstand bosses. This time they will promote the new magazine and they will give me a face, and there are two magazines in August and September. , there should be many people willing to try.”

Ye Weixie nodded, he agreed with this point, but what about the follow-up?They spent so much effort, it can't be a one-off, right?

"So this is how you do it?" he asked.

Nong Guochao nodded, "Yes."

"What about you?" Ye Weixie looked at Liu Hui.

Liu Hui had reconsidered, and said, "I still insist on going to colleges and universities to publicize, but in one or two years, it can be changed into a two-book discount. We can use leaflets to distribute coupons, such as bringing leaflets You can get a [-]% discount if you go there, or a [-]% discount if you buy three or more books.”

Ye Weixie pondered for a while, and said, "So all you can think of is discounting, right?"

Nong Guochao and Liu Hui: "..."

It seems to be true.

But besides discounts, what else can boost sales?

Ye Weixie made a decisive decision, "I'll give you two days to give me three feasible plans before ten o'clock the morning after tomorrow. Is there any problem?"

Nong Guochao and Liu Hui looked at each other, "No problem."

"Go."

When the people left, Ye Weixie pinched the center of his eyebrows, then sat by the window and watched the scenery for a while before calling Liang Hua's office.

"Hello, Liang Hua from Time Magazine, what's the matter?"

"it's me."

Liang Hua stopped writing while writing, "Editor-in-chief?"

Ye Weixie said 'hmm' and said, "How about the last time I asked you to contact the Public Security Bureau?"

Liang Hua: "I have already contacted the relevant staff, and they are happy to provide information, but because there are too many missing children over the years, it will take some time to sort them out, but they are already speeding up the progress, I believe that within a few days If it can be delivered, it will not delay the progress of the magazine."

Ye Weixie made a 'hmm' sound, and said: "Then follow up on this matter yourself, so that nothing goes wrong. Also, the information of the missing child must be verified, and the parents must also communicate clearly. There is controversy."

"Don't worry, the editor-in-chief, I will personally follow, and there will be absolutely no problems."

"That's good."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Weixie continued to work.

The idea of ​​publishing missing children's information on [Time · Xiya] is because not long ago, a family in the community lost a child. The adults in the family searched for a long time but still found nothing.

But in just a few days, the originally happy family was gloomy.

It was also at that time that he suddenly remembered the things in his previous life. At that time, in order to help the families of missing children, some caring people would print the information of the missing children on tape or express boxes in order to let more people see.

So he suddenly came up with this idea at that time, and after discussing with Liang Hua, he decided to make a small column of 'Looking for Baby' on [Time · Xiya].

Each issue publishes information on five missing children.

Although he also knew that the chance of doing so was slim, he didn't want to miss it.

Because what if?

Even if it can help a family, it is meaningful for him to do this.

Three days later, Nong Guochao and Liu Hui's plan was submitted. This time, they were no longer doing their own thing, and it was no longer just a discount. The plan was already feasible, but it was still not enough.

Time was running out, so he stopped talking to them in detail, and directly took out the plan he had made before, saying: "You guys are like this..."

As soon as the connection was arranged, Nong Guochao and Liu Hui's eyes became brighter and brighter. By the time they finished listening, the two of them were already looking eager to try, and they could not wait to get into work right now.

They felt that with such an announcement, the magazine would definitely become popular.

Afterwards, the work of the first issue of [Time·Sea] continued in an orderly manner, and because it was the first issue, everyone put in 100% of their efforts and energy, trying to make the new magazine an instant success.

Because only when the magazine is good, they can have a better future.

A few days later, the film finally left the factory.

Ye Weixie also got the sample issue of the magazine that night.

As soon as he got the magazine, he couldn't wait to flip through it.

In a sense, this is the first magazine he made. Although it is not a comic, he is still very happy.

This time they used a new typesetting and adjusted the font size to make it more in line with reading habits than before. They also added pictures and stick figures to the article to assist in reading.

Also more attractive.

Advertisements for magazines have also officially entered the market.

Not only are there advertisements at bus stops, bulletin boards, but also at major newsstands in the city. This also indicates that the new edition of 'Xia' magazine will come back strongly.

And Ye Weixie let Nong Guochao and Liu Hui send the trial version to various units or stores, which also played a certain role. After reading it, everyone looked forward to the official version and wanted to see what new content it contained.

For a while, many people knew that Xiya Magazine, which had just ceased publication not long ago, was about to start again after changing a magazine.

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"Hey, stop ahead." Ye Weixie in the passenger seat suddenly grabbed Yu Qinghe's arm and signaled him to stop.

Although Yu Qing and Wen Yan were surprised, they turned on the turn signal instinctively and stopped the car on the side of the road, "What's wrong?"

"I saw delicious food." Ye Weixie untied his seat belt and got out of the car with joy, and the car door closed in front of Yu Qinghe with a bang, leaving only a spring-like ding-dong clear voice that spread far away. Come here, "Wait for me, I'll be right back."

The speed was so fast that Yu Qinghe didn't even have time to call someone, he could only see Ye Weixie trotting in front of a small shop through the car window, and he looked up at the signboard on the top of the door——

Pan Fried Dumpling?

Yu Qinghe wondered, when did Ye Weixie start to like raw fried food?Why doesn't he know?

A few minutes later, Ye Weixie ran back with two boxes of fried rice. Seeing this, Yu Qinghe leaned over to open the car door for him, and a burnt aroma unique to fried rice came to his nostrils.

Appetite was also whetted in an instant.

Yu Qinghe took one of the boxes and reminded at the same time: "Be careful."

Ye Weixie made a 'huh' sound, and passed the chopsticks over while getting into the car, "Old-fashioned fried rice, try it."

"Why do you suddenly want to eat this?" Yu Qinghe took the chopsticks and asked.

Ye Weixie closed the car door, and said: "Didn't the new magazine open a food column? The food recommended in the first issue is this decades-old Shengjian. It is said that it is a family business and has been passed down for three generations."

"Some time ago, old Xu, oh, old Xu was the former president of Xiya magazine." After Xu Jiefang changed his post, people stopped calling him the president, but changed his name to Lao Xu, so everyone in the magazine, regardless of their age, , all call him Lao Xu.

"When he came to visit the store, he brought a few copies back to the magazine, and I got one. It was so delicious." It made him think about it for a long time, but he never had time to come.

It was rare to pass by today, and finally ate it.

After finishing speaking, he couldn't wait to pick up a pan fried and took a bite. The aroma of gravy filled his mouth immediately, and he narrowed his eyes happily, "Well, it's delicious."

Not only is the skin thin and filling, but it is also fried crispy and delicious.

No wonder Lao Xu chose this family.

Seeing that Yu Qinghe didn't move, Ye Weixie urged while eating: "Try it quickly, it's really delicious, I won't lie to you."

Yu Qinghe broke off the chopsticks and tasted it.

"How is it?" Ye Weixie looked at Yu Qinghe with burning eyes, and asked expectantly.

Yu Qinghe nodded, "It's delicious."

Ye Weixie immediately laughed when he heard the words, as if something he liked had finally been recognized, his brows were curved, "I didn't lie to you, did I?"

"No." Yu Qinghe suddenly reached out and wiped the corner of Ye Weixi's mouth while speaking, Ye Weixi didn't know why, "What's wrong?"

"Stained with sesame seeds." Yu Qinghe gestured to him for the white sesame seeds on his fingertips. Seeing this, Ye Weixie was about to find a tissue to help him wipe it off, but Yu Qinghe suddenly put his hand to his mouth and licked it.

The white sesame immediately disappeared into the lips.

Ye Weixie: "..."

"you--"

"Huh?" Yu Qinghe raised his eyes to look at him, "What's wrong?"

"It's okay." Ye Weixie turned his gaze away somewhat unnaturally, revealing the reddened ears, wiping the corners of his mouth or something, it was too astringent.

Yu Qinghe lowered his eyes with a smile, which was really flirtatious.

"Hurry up and go home after eating." Ye Weixie urged him pretending to be serious.

Yu Qinghe naturally had no objection, "Okay."

On the way, Yu Qinghe asked about the status of the magazine, "Is it going to be published soon?"

"Well, the 25th of this month." Ye Weixie looked at the rapidly receding scenery outside the car window, and said a little nervously, "There are still three days."

Yu Qinghe heard that something was wrong with his voice, turned his head and glanced, and said, "Worried?"

Ye Weixie said 'hmm', "A little bit."

"What if the sales are not good?" he asked.

Not to mention the money, he has invested a lot in this magazine, but it is within the acceptable range, mainly because he is worried that if the first issue fails to achieve the expected effect, it will hit the employees of the magazine. enthusiasm.

Especially the old employees.

It's not that he didn't see the pressure in everyone's heart, but before the results came out, everything he said was in vain.

So he selfishly hoped that the magazine would be successful this time.

"Don't worry, the magazine will explode." Yu Qing said softly.

Hearing the firm tone of the other party, Ye Weixie laughed a little and said, "Why are you so sure?" He, the client, was not so confident.

Yu Qinghe took it for granted: "Because you are Ye Weixie." So nothing is impossible.

Ye Weixie was startled when he heard the words, and then said helplessly: "What are you talking about, I, Ye Weixie, am not a big shot, let alone the protagonist." So there is no aura of the protagonist.

Yu Qinghe said: "In two years, you have gone from setting up a street stall to opening two factories, ten stores, and establishing a brand. In the meantime, you also have to publish books, set up studios, and start magazines. Do you think you are an ordinary person?"

Ordinary Ye Weixie didn't know, but he knew the reason.

He was able to accomplish those things, but it was only due to the glory of his previous life, knowing some advanced things, and taking opportunistic tricks.

So he didn't even believe in such a thing as 'definitely exploded'.

It's just that I can't talk to Yu Qinghe about these things, so he just smiled and said, "I hope to lend you a good word."

When the car stopped downstairs, the person in the passenger seat had already fallen asleep with his head tilted.

Under the street lamp, the slender eyelashes curled up, casting a small shadow on the eyelids, covering the original blue and black eye circles.His skin was white and thin, like a freshly peeled egg, without any blemishes.

The moist lips are slightly parted, revealing a little pink.

Yu Qinghe only glanced at it, and then his mouth became dry.

But because he was worried about waking people up, he kept his posture unchanged, and only used his fiery eyes to trace the heart-warming sleeping face.

After a while, Yu Qinghe breathed out lightly, then got out of the car lightly, then went around to the other side to open the car door, and then carefully hugged him down.

Being disturbed in his sleep, the sleeping person snorted dissatisfiedly, his eyelashes fluttered, and seeing that he was about to wake up, Yu Qinghe quickly hugged the person a little tighter, and at the same time coaxed him in a low voice: "Hey, I'm here, go to sleep. "

Clinging to the familiar embrace, listening to the familiar words, the sleepy person rubbed his cheek and fell asleep again.

Yu Qinghe smiled, and carried him home briskly.

The street lamps stretched the shadows of the two people so long that they couldn't tell each other apart in the intertwining.

For some unknown reason, the rain began to float in the sky again, and it fell down in a patter.

The sleeping person fell into a deeper sleep.

good night brother~

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