Let's talk about science fiction magazines, at this moment in North China Zhenyun Publishing House, Zhao Yanhua is standing in the office of the head of the publishing house with a smile on her face......

"President Li, didn't we say that the first time was 100,000 copies......? How can it be 10,000 copies...... I can't explain this to our leaders when I go back......"

"Huh...... Xiao Zhao, although we are all state units, you can't say 100,000 is 100,000, I can't explain it here, you publish magazines, tell me yourself, how many times have I printed it this year?

"But ......"

"Hehe, Xiao Zhao, don't do it, just these 10,000 copies, or I am cheeky to make the main seal, all for the sake of your editor-in-chief Qin's face, you have to bargain again, but there is no one......"

"I ......"

"Don't be too little, I'm still the same, if your sales are good, it's not you who come to beg me, but I beg you. Or you pay now, pay a deposit of 100,000 yuan first, and I will print as much as you want......"

When it comes to money, Zhao Yanhua has no temper, he also understands that other publishing houses, whether it is public or private, no one will do a loss-making business, sighed in his heart, and walked out of the office with a whim.

10,000 copies of "Country Teacher", if you want to say more, not much, if you want to say less, then you can also pull a pickup truck.

For sales, science fiction magazines also have their own channels, newsstands, major bookstores, etc......

Merely......

In the office of Xinhua Bookstore, the pickup truck stopped outside the door, and Zhao Yanhua met a cold face again......

"Don't don't don't ...... What kind of mess are you publishing, the "Monkey in the Sky" printed the year before last has not been sold, and no one will come back for three months......"

"Don't say anything this time, quickly pull the book away, our bookstore is also going to eat, you can't sell this book at all, you know?"

"I'm telling you, hurry up, or I'll call the security guards......"

……

This time it was even more ruthless, Zhao Yanhua was kicked out of the door, and compared with the publishing house, the bookstore didn't even have the least politeness......

"Alas......"

Zhao Yanhua sighed, looked up and saw the newsstand on the street opposite the bookstore, and regained her spirits......

"Boss, I'm from our science fiction magazine, I'm ......"

"Oh, it's you guys who are here, hurry up, Xiaoyun, move out all the "Sky and Moon" that was sold last year, quick, the person who returned the book is here......"

Zhao Yanhua: ......

When he went back, he looked bitterly at the back of the pickup truck, and in one afternoon, he didn't sell a copy, and he returned "Sky and Moon" that he didn't sell last year......

Back at the unit, Qin Lan looked at the car stacked with books downstairs in the corridor, and after listening to Zhao Yanhua's report, he said two words!

At the conference table, Qin Lan ......

"Ladies and gentlemen, this issue of The Village Teacher has already been published, and for the time being it is 10,000 copies! But my idea is to publish 100,000 copies, 1 million copies, 10 million copies!"

The people below immediately forced a laugh when they heard it, and said in their hearts Don't be funny, 10,000 copies are estimated to be sold and will be sold in the year after tomorrow.

Qin Lan turned the teacup in his hand and opened his mouth meaningfully.

"You may not know yet, Bai Feng has already transferred the copyright of this "Village Teacher" to our magazine, that is to say, if this book is sold now, after deducting the cost of the publishing house, the rest will be our ......"

"Huh?

"This is amazing, the price of this book is 19.9 yuan, and the publisher will take 3 yuan for a book, let's ...... Isn't there still a profit of 17 yuan?"

"Oh my God, 17 yuan for a book, 10,000 for ...... Yes Yes Yes ...... Oops, my little heart isn't very good, fast, calculator ......"

"These 10,000 copies are sold out, and we make a total profit of 170,000 yuan? Even if the transportation labor cost is deducted, it will cost at least 100,000 yuan!"

"Boss, it's all sold...... Do you want to give out bonuses?"

As soon as she asked this, Qin Lan nodded with a smile.

"I promise you, all the profits from this book will be used for bonuses, but not 170,000, but 1.7 million, 17 million, from now on, whoever sells it will be able to take half of the profits!"

"Huh, boss, I'm ...... I'm short of oxygen, I'll confirm with you again, that is to say, if we sell a copy, we can personally get 8 yuan?"

"It's 8 pieces of 5!"

Then, the eyes of the people in the entire office all appeared green, and Zhao Yanhua raised his hand first!

"I'll take 5,000 copies first!"

He asked for half of it at once, and the others didn't do it, and immediately an old qualification stood up and pointed at his nose and scolded.

"Phew, there are 10,000 copies in total, why do you take 5,000?"

Others chimed in......

"Yes, if you want to take 5,000 copies, can I take them all?"

"Boss, I think we have to introduce a punishment mechanism to imitate these guys to occupy the ......"

……

"That's it, everyone takes 500 copies first, settles once a day, and if you can't sell them, you coordinate privately, as long as you don't sell them, deduct all the income of the day, including the day's salary and performance appraisal!"

No one dares to say that they want 5,000 copies, and if they can't be sold in one day, they will not only work for the unit for nothing, but also have to pay for it......

Don't look at Zhao Yanhua's decent work, in fact, the income is not high, but it is more stable than the work of ordinary part-time workers, and in terms of income, it is definitely not as good as ordinary workers.

In particular, their unit has been losing money year after year, and the original benefits and performance bonuses have been suspended and cancelled......

The young people in the unit couldn't survive and found another way, and the rest were left to prepare to eat and wait for death, so that the unit could retire to the end.

Originally, they thought that this would be the end of their lives, but no one expected that they would turn around and have a big job!

As the saying goes, under the heavy reward, there will be brave men!

That's right, 10,000 books were divided among these people, and everyone was as happy as they were decades ago.

Some called their families to help move the books, some called friends and classmates for help, and some directly borrowed a tricycle to pull up the books and pedal outside.

At this time, the difference in everyone's business acumen is reflected.

Some female employees took photos directly after getting the book, and sent a circle of friends first, while the older ones directly asked for acquaintances and put the books in some small shops at the entrance of the school to sell.

Zhao Yanhua found another way, pulling the unit's good friends Datou and Lao Wang, and the three of them drove the car, first filled the carriage with 1,500 books, and then drove to the northwest university town in the suburbs.

Lao Wang was the oldest, and he was tired and panting after getting into the car, wiping a handful of hot sweat and laughing at himself.

"Hey, I haven't done physical work for many years, and I can't imagine that I have to run around to earn a bite to eat when I am old......"