Chapter 520: It's Like Walking Water

Can it be like this?

Li Guobao was dumbfounded, his jaw was also shaky, and at this moment he seemed to hear a tinkling sound in the air shouting in his ear:

"The other party received 10,000 shock points...... The other party received 100,000 shock points"

"Everyone is a vertebral apical disk, why do you have such a protrusion?"

"You got an arrow in your knee, you fell to your knees, you shouted at your head please take my knee, it's yours!"

This sentence comes from the line in the book that Li Guobao just finished reading, which is ridiculous but impressive!

He really wanted to ask Li Yiming seriously: Do you really have a system in your head?

If so, can you give me one too?

......

Li Yiming admired Li Guobao's expression from the reflection of the window: "You haven't thought about it?"

Someone shook his head.

Li Yiming smiled faintly, not surprising.

He can think of this, not because it's hard to think about, but because he really has a good memory and is good at observing and thinking, and he has a bunch of foundations thirty years later:

When he took a plane from Rongcheng before, he found that the number of things brought in the inspection group was different, some were a little more and some were a little less, but they were basically the same, because there were regulations.

But some of the other people on the plane brought more private goods.

There are at least two flights from the United States to Xiangjiang every day, and such a large plane carries more than 200 people, from different places, and each person carries ten books is more than 2,000 books, and they will only take ten copies if they can make money?

In Li Yiming's eyes, these people are walking bookstores.

If a book is used in this way, he can make at least half more money! He doesn't even need to ask Li Guobao how much profit he wants to share with others according to the traditional distribution plan.

What's more, Xiangjiang is not only a flight to the United States, a cold can be transmitted to the world, well, that's right, he also referred to the case of the outbreak of the epidemic decades later, which was transmitted from Xiangjiang to the world several times, and on these materials, Li Yiming marked the focus (why is it always Xiangjiang?)

"Uh... Let me think about it. Li Guobao looked at the black tea that had been spilled, and turned around awkwardly to put the cup back on the table.

I turned around and didn't go to the window,......

In the past, he could stand in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and look into the distance, with his subordinates standing behind him, but he couldn't put on that momentum with Li Yiming, and his intelligence, strength and political status were too different.

And he is tall, standing in front of Li Yiming is disrespectful, standing behind him is uncomfortable, looking around left and right, if the big office actually seems to have no foothold......

simply leaned on the table and held his chin to ponder, and said to himself: "Let the guests bring books to sell...... This one.... This one...... Sounds like a water walk......"

Didn't you give me the information that the United States does not collect taxes on the import and export of books?"

"Oh, yes, Li Sheng, I just felt a little like walking water just now, not to say yes. ”

Li Guobao raised his head and had already changed his title: "Li Sheng, this may not be easy......"

It's really hypocritical, Li Yiming rolled his eyes: "How many books have you read?"

"Two copies. ”

"How many minutes did you read each book?"

"Uh.... It was probably more than ten minutes, and I didn't pay much attention to it. ”

"It's fast!"

"It's good-looking!" Li Guobao smiled bitterly, and said in his heart that there were hundreds of Ding Ding Ding in your first book alone, as well as all kinds of punctuation, a total of fifty sheets of paper, and I turned it slowly.

"There are many routes to fly around the world in Xiangjiang, at least an hour, and the time is more than a day, do you say it's not good to read a few books on the plane?"

"That's just as well. Li Guobao glanced at the table, "It's a pity, this is only the first volume, I don't know when I can read the second volume, alas, ......"

"I'll have to wait until I'm done writing this batch. Li Yiming exhaled and slowly tasted the milk.

Li Guobao really wants to scold people, he writes 30 books a day, and it takes two weeks to finish 365 books, and then he still has to apply for any patents, and the waiting time is too long!

But what came out was: "Li Sheng, these books are obviously written by you, why are the authors' names different?"

Li Yiming snorted: "What's wrong with this?"

"One person writes one book and one person writes more than 30 books, of course, this is not the same, and the fame ......"

"Fame is pretty much enough. ”

"Huh?" Li Guobao thought thoughtfully.

Li Yiming glanced at the copyright laws: "Do you know why I write so much?"

It's just a hanging, what else can it be, Li Guobao sneered.

But what he said was, "I can't guess." ”

"Then I'm relieved. Li Yiming smiled, "Originally, I was a little worried that this book might not be popular immediately, but now, it seems to be okay, as for whether it can be popular abroad, just try it, anyway, the cost of Xiangjiang printing is very low." ”

Li Guobao shrugged, helpless.

"By the way, you said before that you would find someone to ghostwrite, what exactly do you think?"

"Oh, this, I've also heard, those famous writers have their own ghostwriters, because people at the time recognize the names of these people, so sometimes they will find someone to write when they are too busy, and some writers are ghostwriters, and later they signed their names. You just tell them what you want to write, and he'll write it for you......"

Li Guobao Balala is saying.

Li Yiming clasped his hands in front of his chest and listened a little distracted.

In it, the author often mentions that since the beginning of the past two years, there have been more and more cultural exchanges between the two sides of the Taiwan Strait and the three places, and it is at this time that countless cultural products have been smuggled into the mainland, and there are even many works with pen names such as Gu Longxin, Gu Longju, Jin Kang, and Quan Yong......

Some people say that it was written by the mainlanders themselves, while others say that it was written by people from Xiangjiang and then printed in a small printing house along the coast.

Compared with the 365 books he wrote, there are more of them, and if you make a list of the works of these well-known artists in Xiangjiang and Taiwan, a child may have to go from seven years old to thirty-seven years old.

"You go back and give me some information, these people's. Li Yiming turned around and said.

"Okay!" Li Guobao picked up the phone and directly arranged the matter to the secretary.

Putting down the phone, Li Guobao went through the direct selling method that Li Yiming just said in his mind a few times, and finally thought of an obvious problem: "Li Sheng, there is a problem with the kind of selling method you mentioned before."

Even if these books are good, maybe they will buy a few copies to read for themselves, how can they make them want to sell them...... After all, their main business is not to sell books!"

"Of course, tell them that these can be sold. There are always people who don't have enough things to bring, and they can make money if they like them, so why not use them?"

"What if it can't be sold?" Li Guobao asked with an eyebrow, he felt that Li Yiming had thought about it simply.

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