Early in the morning, He Chenguang, a senior editor at the Northwest History Publishing House, came to the office with a heart heavier than the grave.

An inspection has been changed three times, and it is sincere to the extent that I can change it again and cry again.

And now, he is pinning his hopes on this inspection, which will impress the company's top management and keep him......

Really, this mistake he made was too big.

Northwest History Publishing House is a publishing house specializing in history-related books.

Their publishing direction is mainly professional and educational books.

In other words, sales are often not very high, and a book printing 10,000 or 20,000 copies is already the highest sales, and it may not be possible to have a file for a year or two.

In many cases, one or two thousand or even hundreds of copies of a book is normal.

Many of them are unpopular books on Douban, which don't even have a score of ten.

In recent years, the Internet has developed rapidly, many people are used to reading on the Internet, on mobile phones, fewer and fewer people buy books, and the life of publishing houses is becoming more and more difficult.

The Northwest History Publishing House relies on this kind of small work to survive.

The efficiency is not good, the brain drain is serious, the department of the publishing house is shrinking again and again, and the number of people who can use it is getting fewer and fewer.

When the publishing house wanted to change its business direction and use the copyright in its hands to do something, it found that it had a lot of copyrights of historical documents that could not be sold at all......

People in the world say that small is beautiful, but in most cases, small is not beautiful.

With little capital and low ability to resist risks, any mistake in decision-making may lead to difficulties for the publishing house.

For example, this time, He Chenguang may face the dilemma of losing more than 100,000 yuan to the company.

Now that the end of the year is approaching, there is such a big mistake, not to mention the year-end bonus, maybe even the next two months' salary will be deducted.

After squatting in the office for a while, He Chenguang saw his big boss coming, and quickly stood up and followed.

As I walked, I hit myself on the head hard, why am I so stupid!

It's true!

Why take such a big risk!

He Chenguang walked into the boss's office, and before he could close the door, he saw the top boss also come in.

The top boss gave him a reassuring look, and then, with the belief that he would die, sat down on the sofa with him.

"Tell me about it...... What's going on......"

As soon as the big boss spoke, He Chenguang had already apologized again and again: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault...... I thought it was a good opportunity, so I approached the Western Historical Conference about the publishing business......"

In fact, it wasn't all his idea, and when he saw the first draft of the collection of essays, the editor's eyes lit up and she begged him to sign it.

And when it was typesetting, the overtime pay of several young ladies in charge of typesetting soared, and they didn't want to leave even after work, and they almost fought for who would typeset.

When this collection of essays full of love was really typeset, He Chenguang didn't know if he was lost in his mind, or what, he couldn't stand the soft grinding and hard bubbles of the young lady in the marketing department, and really signed and added the number of copies for the first printing.

In the past, a set of proceedings of the society was at most distributed by the participants and organizations, and a few copies were stored in the library, which could really be sold to the outside world, and the number of copies that could be sold was really very small.

Because the printing quantity is small, the cost is high.

This collection of papers contains a total of 48 papers, about more than 400 pages, of which more than 30 are color pages, and some color pages also use the best printing technology, the cost is higher, and the price is higher.

This kind of collection of essays is generally more than 1,000 volumes, and at most 2,000 volumes.

But this time, the publisher cited a total of 3,000 copies.

For the first few days, there were hardly any individual buyers.

In addition to the more than 1,000 copies distributed to participants and sent to major libraries, the other 2,000 books are about to be smashed in their hands.

Two-thirds of a set of books are unsalable, which can already be said to be a serious accident.

And the cost of 2,000 books is not a small amount.

"This ...... In fact, our losses are not so much......" The boss helped He Chenguang exonerate, "1,000 copies of the cost itself is relatively high, and the printing itself is also for the sake of diluting the cost, the cost of 3,000 copies, the actual loss is less than half......"

"And this set of books has just hit the shelves, maybe if you promote it again, you can still sell some ......"

The big boss sighed, he didn't know what to say, He Chenguang has also been working hard for more than ten years, such a mistake, he can't be dismissed......

"This loss, let's find a way to digest it, if not, I'll sell it to the major libraries, by the way, how many copies have been sold now? Let the marketing department give an estimate of the final sales, and then find a way to deal ......with the rest."

The boss lowered his head and took out his mobile phone to check: "I remember that 47 copies were sold in the morning, I'll take a look at ......"

The big boss also lowered his head and took out his phone.

He Chenguang also hurriedly opened the website.

He has been desperately scrolling this page since the morning, and it turned out that there were 47 copies unchanged in the morning, and there were still 1828 copies in stock.

He Chenguang opened the publishing house website and felt that the company's website was extremely slow today.

After a long wait and loading, some pages with missing objects finally loaded.

"Inventory: 0. ”

“？？？？”

The three of them looked at each other: "What's wrong with the network?"

"Or is there something wrong with our website?"

How can it be 0 in stock?

The three of them refreshed their phones and then ...... The website will never be opened again.

"What's the situation?"

"What about the people in the tech department, let them take a look!"

In fact, there were only two young technicians left in the technical department, and at this time, two people were knocking and tapping in front of their laptops, sweating on the door.

"What's going on?"

"I think...... We've been hit by a DDoS attack!"

"What kind of brother is vomiting and attacking something!Can you solve it quickly!" The boss's face turned green.

Didn't you look at the yellow calendar when you went out today?

Why so unlucky?

First the company lost more than 100,000 yuan, and then it was attacked, who did we offend by a small broken publishing house?

"I'll call the cloud service provider to see ......what to do," the technician hurriedly took out his phone.

When the technicians were still busy over there, the phone of the marketing department began to ring wildly.

"It's JD Books, and they want to put on the shelves the collection of essays we published......"

"Boss, when the call ......"

"Amazon ...... too"

"Boss, boss, come and see our official Weibo!"

A few people opened the official Weibo and saw more than 100,000 comments and retweets.

It's over, are we in trouble with some public incident?

Our publishing house is going to be on fire?

Do you want to be pointed at?

The boss forced himself to compose, but at this moment, both of his legs began to tremble.

Suddenly he was a spirit.

Wait, to publish our collection of papers?

Isn't it a public event, but ......

The technician over there finally checked the website.

"Boss, our website is either under attack or has too many visits......"

They never dreamed that their website would be paralyzed one day......

"That book, it's not a data error, it's just ...... Sold out ......"

"The message board has exploded. ”

"The mailbox also blew up ......"

"Boss, what should I do?"

After a busy day, at nine o'clock in the evening, He Chenguang finally got off work.

Before leaving work, he walked to the window, found the direction to the east, clasped his hands together, and muttered.

Beside him, one of his subordinates was curious about what he was talking about, so he quietly approached.

"God bless, I hope Xiaobai can live a long life, be so handsome all his life, and be so hot all his life......"

Next to him, the subordinate couldn't help but burst out laughing.

However, when he finally got off work, he also faced the east, folded his hands, and muttered in his mouth.