Wang Zhaohong is a man of action, because of the temporary decision, it disrupted the rhythm that the magazine had arranged.

Therefore, the entire magazine had to work overtime collectively at night, and at the same time call and communicate with the printing house to stop printing immediately and readjust the impurity content.

Fortunately, the boss of the printing house was Wang Zhaohong's younger brother when he was learning martial arts, and the relationship between the brothers and sisters was deep. Someone else came, and the minute-by-minute strike stopped.

In short, after a while, the martial arts magazine was successfully printed the next day, and then sent to dealers around the country, and then distributed to various bookstores and newsstands.

Wang Zhaohong has been staying in the office, waiting for the data after the sale of impurities to come.

The other editors of the magazine did not go home, but stayed in the magazine, nervously waiting for the sales data.

Especially Yang Kai, he was the most nervous, after all, it was because of the manuscript he handed in that the editor-in-chief would rather offend the vice chairman of the Wushu Association and put the interview with the kendo hall on the front page.

If the sales of impurities in this issue are not good, and the martial arts association is offended, Yang Kai will become the sinner of the magazine.

Even if no one blames him, he will blame himself.

Compared with Yang Kai's apprehension, Wang Zhaohong seems to be full of confidence, and if he doesn't look at anything else, just the group photo of the well-known CEOs can ensure sales.

Sure enough, two hours later, Wang Zhaohong received the data.

After a while, Wang Zhaohong walked out of the office with a serious face.

Seeing his face, everyone's mood suddenly lifted, and the look on everyone's face was not very good-looking.

Yang Kai didn't stand still, and suddenly sat down on the chair behind him, feeling extremely sad.

"Guys, I just received the initial sales ...... of this issue"

Wang Zhaohong paused, his gaze moved slowly, paused on everyone's face for a moment, and finally fell on Yang Kai's face, not moving.

Yang Kai's face was like ashes, and he covered his face with his hands sadly.

"The initial printing of 8,000 copies has been sold out, and now that the dealers around the country are out of stock, I think there will be a call to us soon. So I'm sorry, you can't rest yet, immediately print 10,000, no, 30,000 copies, and execute it immediately!"

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then cheers rang out, and the manuscripts on the desk were thrown all over the floor.

The two deputy editors-in-chief also punched Wang Zhaohong with a smile, and said dissatisfiedly: "Okay, you old Wang, you actually tease everyone, do you have a boss like this?"

Yang Kai thought that he had heard it wrong, until he was sure that the news was true, and the whole person seemed to have risen from hell to heaven, yelling excitedly.

"Yang Kai, you have worked hard, immediately go to the kendo hall to stay for a long time, and you don't need to be a magazine for the time being. We will make a special report, and each future issue will focus on kendo kan. I have a hunch that this kendo gym will bring us a lot of surprises. ”

Yang Kai was stunned for a moment, then nodded excitedly, and assured Wang Zhaohong that after completing the task, he left the magazine office non-stop.

After he left, an associate editor-in-chief said worriedly: "Lao Wang, the Wushu Association is ...... over there."

Wang Zhaohong waved his hand and said disdainfully: "It's okay, it's just a liar, if you offend, you will be offended." To promote liars, won't I, Wang Zhaohong, also become a liar?"

The deputy editor-in-chief was still worried: "That being said, if we offend the Wushu Association, we will lose a lot of resources." ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't want that kind of resource, although we are martial arts impurities, we can also be regarded as media people, and media people should have the persistence of media people. This insistence is to report the facts. Wang Zhaohong said resolutely.

At the same time, in a villa in the capital, the famous martial arts master Yan Kaikai also held a newly released "Wushu Style" magazine in his hand.

As soon as this magazine came out, it was delivered to her by her apprentices as soon as possible.

However, the first time he saw the magazine, Mr. Yan Kaikai's face changed.

The cover is not a photo she had taken with a professional videographer, and the front page is not an interview with her.

Master Yan Kaikai kept a calm face, flipped through the magazine from beginning to end, and finally turned to the interview with her when he was near the end.

In just one page, there is not even a photo, and the title is "Teacher Yan Kaikai talks about martial arts".

In just eight words, he did not use the name of the master, nor did he highlight the merits of Master Yan Kai. It was plain, as if the interview was with passerby A.

Master Yan Kaikai smiled, but the body of the disciple who saw her smile next to him trembled slightly.

"Bang!"

The magazine was smashed into the disciple's face, and Master Yan Kaikai looked at him coldly, his eyes were as cold as if mixed with cold water from ice slag.

"You bought 3,000 copies of this stuff and came back?"

The muscles on the disciple's face twitched, and he said cautiously, "I ordered this with the bookstore yesterday, and I paid the full amount." ”

"Hehe, that's interesting, you're very good at getting things done. ”

Yan Kaikai smiled again, raised his hand to beckon another disciple, pointed to the magazine on the ground and said, "Go back, don't keep a single one." ”

The disciple didn't say anything, glanced sympathetically at the senior brother who was bowing his head and was being trained, picked up the magazine and went out immediately.

Because Master Yan Kaikai ordered 3,000 copies at one time, the bookstore package was delivered, and he directly drove a medium-sized van to deliver it and parked it outside the villa.

When the little disciple went out with the magazine in his hand, he saw the master transporting the goods, his face sank, and he tried to make an angry look, and said to the master who was driving: "What are you magazines, they are all shoddy things. I want to return the goods, or I will call the consumer association, and I will sue you for shoddy and deceiving consumers. ”

The driver looked at him dumbfounded for a while, then nodded happily and said, "Okay, okay, I'll give you a refund, all refund." ”

As he spoke, the driver snatched the magazine in his hand, then quickly took out his mobile phone and shouted excitedly: "Hey, store manager, I have a martial arts style return here, that is, the martial arts style that just came out today, a full 3,000 copies." Okay, okay, I see, let the customers wait, I'll be dragged back in no time. ”

So in the bewildered gaze of the little disciple, the driver didn't say a word, quickly reversed, but left.

This made the little disciple who was originally going to fight a difficult war of words at a loss, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

The more Master Yan Kaikai thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more angry he became.

Hmph, what the hell is a kendo gym, I have never heard of it, and I dare to grab the headlines with me?

But how could so many CEOs of well-known companies come to the scene? Could it be that the owner of the kendo gym is a certain CEO?

Master Yan Kaikai pondered for a moment, smiled coldly after a while, and said secretly: Even if the boss is a well-known boss, what about it? Since you came to open a kendo gym, then according to the rules of the martial arts world, prepare to welcome the kicking gym.

If I can survive a month, I'll write my name upside down!

Master Yan Kaikai glared at the disciple standing next to him viciously, and shouted, "Don't go and bring my mobile phone yet, useless waste." ”