Zhongzhou Publishing House, Editor-in-Chief Xu and Editor-in-Chief Chen, who negotiated to buy out Zhou Xuan for 100 yuan per thousand words last time, were drinking morning tea.

Lao Chen drank tea and said with a smile: "Lao Xu, do you still remember Zhou Zixuan's novel "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty"?"

"Why don't you remember, isn't it less than a month?" Lao Xu put down the teacup and asked, "What's the matter?"

Lao Chen said with a smile: "You don't know yet? ”

Speaking of those things in the Ming Dynasty, Lao Chen and Lao Xu were a little pity, thinking that Zhou Xuan was a little ignorant, and the price of a thousand words and a hundred words was already very good for a newcomer. Zhou Xuan actually refused directly, which made them feel very shameless.

"Oh!" Lao Xu asked in surprise, "Which publishing house published it?"

"Xiling!"

"Xiling Publishing House!" Lao Xu said with a smile: "They are not even a first-class publishing house, and their sales channels are not as wide as our Zhongzhou Road." I didn't expect Zhou Zixuan to choose Xiling to publish his own novels. In my opinion, this Zhou Zixuan's vision is not good?"

"Hehe, but Xiling fell in love with Zhou Zixuan's novel, and gave a minimum of five percent of the royalties. Now the first printing has reached 100,000 copies, and hundreds of thousands of dollars have been invested in nationwide publicity. Lao Chen was amazed, but how did he look at it like sarcasm: "Tut! ”

"What!"

Lao Xu was very surprised, he didn't expect Xiling Publishing House to be so optimistic about this Ming Dynasty and invest so much money in publicity. But according to his thoughts, if those things in the Ming Dynasty could sell well, it would be impossible.

"Haha, wait and see the joke. Wei Xiyue must have made a mistake this time, and he wanted to hit the best-selling list with a novel that was a little new but deviant, and he dreamed of it. Lao Xu has already put the death penalty on the Ming Dynasty in his heart, according to his ideas, the Ming Dynasty can sell 10,000 copies of this book is to burn high incense.

Lao Chen also agreed with Lao Xu's words: "Definitely, he forcibly published this book by virtue of his position as editor-in-chief, and the first printing was 100,000 copies, I see how he can recover the cost." ”

"Haha!"

Thinking that Wei Xiyue might be unlucky in the future, the two couldn't help laughing.

As Wei Xiyue, who signed Zhou Xuan's Ming Dynasty on his own, he was indeed questioned by many publishers. Although after meeting Zhou Xuan, Wei Xiyue persuaded the president of the publishing house and others to sign the gambling agreement.

However, the crazy move of 100,000 copies and 500,000 publicity expenses for the first printing still made rumors in the publishing house gossip, and more and more people were not optimistic about this publication.

A vice president even seriously pointed out that Wei Xiyue's publication was a serious mistake on the part of the publishing house, which might lead to financial difficulties on the part of the publishing house.

However, because of the president's trust in Wei Xiyue, no one can move him for the time being. But if the sales of the Ming Dynasty are really not good, then the people of the publishing house will definitely talk about this.

Sitting in the office, Wei Xiyue's calm face also showed a trace of nervousness, after all, this was probably the biggest decision he had ever made in his life.

The publishing house has invested millions of dollars in those things in the Ming Dynasty, and for Xiling Publishing House, although it is not a nerve-wracking, it also occupies a large part of the funds. If the Ming Dynasty does not perform well now, it will directly lead to the failure of this investment, and he will also be affected to a certain extent.

But thinking of Zhou Xuan's confidence in the novel, Wei Xiyue's heart was also calm and a little more reassured. I don't know why, in the face of Zhou Xuan's self-confidence, Wei Xiyue is willing to choose to believe, believing that he will definitely be able to create a miracle.

Looking at the wall clock on the wall slowly pointing to ten o'clock in the morning, Wei Xiyue's mood couldn't help but sink. Bookstores are generally open between 9 and 10 a.m., so now there are people who can read about the Ming Dynasty and buy the Ming Dynasty in the bookstore.

What was the sales of those things in the Ming Dynasty?

Like Wei Xiyue, many people in Huaxia are paying attention to Zhou Xuan's book.

It can be said that the pen name Zhou Zixuan finally has some fame in book publishing.

Like the Xinhua Bookstore in Rongcheng, the Book Building in the Imperial Capital, the Xinhua Bookstore in Huhai, the First Bookstore in Zhongzhou, and so on, all ushered in the sales frenzy of "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty". On the contrary, in other second- and third-tier cities, because it is originally working hours, there are not many people who come to visit the bookstore, so there are few copies sold.

At this moment, Wan Jinglin, editor of Xiling Publishing House, who had breakfast, also came to Rongcheng Xinhua Bookstore, and he came to see the sale of those things in the Ming Dynasty.

According to his understanding, places with a large flow of people, such as Xinhua Bookstore and Book City in the provincial capital, still have a relatively large number of goods, with as few as 20 or 30 books and as many as dozens of books. And those bookstores in second- and third-tier cities, or small counties, are estimated to have only two or three copies, and some are not stocked at all.

Coming to Xinhua Bookstore, Wan Jinglin saw that there were still quite a lot of people buying books in it, of course, everyone knew that at least half of the people in the book city came to read books, and the remaining half could buy books.

Entering the door and walking to the new book booth, Wan Jinglin looked at it, but he didn't see the book of the Ming Dynasty.

"Damn, didn't the bookstore take out the Ming Dynasty to sell at all?" muttering in his heart, Wan Jinglin still went to ask the waiter.

"Oh, I'm sorry! Those things in the Ming Dynasty have been sold out, and we have urgently gone to urge the goods, and it is estimated that the goods will be available in the afternoon. Come back in the afternoon. The waiter patiently explained to Wan Jinglin, and at the same time directly made a cardboard with the words "Ming Dynasty is temporarily out of stock, and it will arrive in the afternoon", and put it on the new bookshelf.

It was actually sold out, Wan Jinglin was so surprised. This is seriously inconsistent with the previous understanding, and it is simply a naked slap in the face of most of the people who are not optimistic about the publishing house.

Thinking that Wei Xiyue was still waiting for his news, Wan Jinglin hurriedly ran out to find a public phone to report the good news to the editor-in-chief.

"What! are you telling the truth?" Wei Xiyue didn't believe what he heard, the Xinhua Bookstore in Rongcheng was actually sold out. Since this is the case with Rongcheng Xinhua Bookstore, it is estimated that this is also the case with other book cities.

However, it is estimated that the news of the distributor will not reach the publishing house until the afternoon or evening, otherwise it is possible to estimate the sales of those things until the Ming Dynasty now.

At this moment, Wei Xiyue's heart finally relaxed, thinking of Zhou Xuan's self-confidence, Wei Xiyue couldn't help but praise the genius.

As more bookstores call distributors to ask for goods, distributors in the provinces are running out of stock. Seeing that the inventory of the warehouse began to decline, they also had a premonition that the book was on fire. Immediately, they called Xiling Publishing House and asked the publishing house to print it as soon as possible.

When the president heard the news, he glanced at Editor-in-Chief Wei with appreciation, waved his hand, and said very proudly: "Print another 300,000 copies!"