"Love in the Neck Period" is coming to an end?

Seeing the discussion of Weibo fans, Sun Hao couldn't help but smile, yes, this so-called "first real Weibo novel" will end soon, which is also the consensus reached by Sun Hao and the publishing house.

"Love in the Necklace Period" has been serialized so far, and has attracted at least more than 30 million people to read and pay attention, which is an extremely large number, and from this point, it can also be seen how popular this novel is.

However, no matter what, once time passes, it will be slowly worn away by time.

The popularity of this Weibo novel is the same, don't look at it now firmly occupies the top position of Weibo hot search, once it is finished, it will not take a week, it will quickly fall from the top position to the dust, and will disappear from the eyes of everyone.

Therefore, after consultation with the publishing house, Sun Hao decided to take advantage of the peak popularity of "Love in the Neck Period" to launch a physical book!

When is the peak of the book's popularity? Of course, when the online version has just ended!

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Sun Hao is working hard to update "Love in the Neck Period" at home, and enjoying this feast of online literature with Weibo fans, on the other hand, the atmosphere in the Chinese publishing house is also dignified.

In the conference room of the publishing house, several old editors sat on either side of the conference table, burying their heads in the gray smoke of cigarette smoke and muffling their voices.

At this moment, the door of the conference room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with a serious face walked in, choked by the smoke in the room and coughed repeatedly, he frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Put out the cigarettes, no smoking is allowed in future meetings!"

Several old editors hurriedly threw the cigarette to the ground, stepped on it, and sharpened it with the soles of their shoes.

The little secretary who followed the middle-aged man also hurriedly walked into the conference room and opened the windows one by one to let in the turbid air in the room.

This middle-aged man is Feng Ruisheng, the president of the Chinese Publishing House.

Although Feng Ruisheng is not very old, only in his early forties, he has strong business ability and tough style, and at the beginning of his tenure, he forcibly dismissed several old people who had nothing to do and waited for death, which changed the atmosphere of the Chinese publishing house.

Even if he is an editor with old qualifications, he doesn't dare to rely on the old and sell the old in front of Feng Ruisheng, no one wants to be dismissed by someone for a reason to be dismissed, the face is small, and the future pension and pension are fundamental!

Feng Ruisheng strode to a chair at the front and sat down, slammed the pile of documents in his hand on the table, looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Let's talk about the new book release in your hands in the past month, right?"

Several old editors looked at each other a few times, but did not speak.

Li Zehao was also sitting in the conference room, but he didn't have any new books in his hand this month, so he couldn't help but laugh secretly when he looked at those old colleagues who shrank their heads, isn't it quite beautiful on weekdays? Why did he pick up his tail at this time?

"Well, I'll tell you about it. ”

Feng Ruisheng picked up the stack of documents on the table and smacked on the table, and several old editors immediately sat up.

Comrade Ma Guobao swore at last month's meeting that the suspense novel "Tracing the Secret Room" in his hand would definitely sell more than 1 million copies in the first month and become a bestseller. ”

Feng Ruisheng glanced at the document in his hand, raised his head to look at a black, thin and thin old editor, and said, "As a result, this book "Tracing in the Secret Room", which occupies a lot of publicity resources of the publishing house, only sold 230,000 copies in a month! Why?"

"Well, the book market is not very prosperous......," Ma Guobao defended in a low voice, "Besides, I was only estimating at the time, and it depends on the readers how the market reacts!"

"Do you also know that the market is sluggish?" Feng Ruisheng interrupted him unceremoniously, "The market is so sluggish, you dare to open your mouth and publish a bestseller? Estimate, estimate, estimated sales of 1 million, the result is so different, what are you doing as an editor?!"

Ma Guobao's face turned blue and red for a while, and he wanted to say something more, but his mouth opened, and in the end he didn't say anything, and sat there like a deflated ball.

"And who, oh, smell a song!"

The tall editor sitting below was suddenly shocked, and his waist was straight.

"What are you doing? I don't eat people!" Feng Ruisheng raised his head and glanced at him, and said, "How is the sales of the children's literature "Three Little Rabbits" you edited?"

"480,000 copies!" Wen Yiming replied angrily, and glanced at Ma Guobao, who was sitting opposite him.

"480,000 copies, you are very proud?" his small movements did not escape Feng Ruisheng's eyes, "Now the children's literature book market is very good, do you know? The set of "Little Squirrel Adventures" edited by Baihua Literature and Art Publishing House sold 1.08 million copies in the first month! You haven't even reached half of the family, what are you proud of?"

Wen Yiming was indeed a little proud, saying that when he reported the situation, it was estimated at 400,000 copies, and now he has not only successfully completed the task, but also exceeded 80,000 copies, shouldn't he be proud?

However, after hearing Feng Ruisheng's words, he was not complacent at all, and he was still a little aggrieved in his heart, he had read "Little Squirrel Adventure", which was indeed better written than "Three Little Rabbits", but this is the quality of the book, what does it have to do with him?

"Do you think in your heart that this is not as wonderful as others, and I don't blame you?"

Feng Ruisheng seemed to see through Wen Yiming's heart, and immediately said what was in his heart, "I really have to blame you for this! Why didn't you get the copyright of "The Little Squirrel's Adventure"? Ah? Why did the Baihua Literature and Art Publishing House get it? You said it yourself, who are you to blame for this? Do you want to blame me?"

Feng Ruisheng didn't know what was going on today, and he trained two editors in a row, which made Li Zehao, who had nothing to do, also a little frightened, always feeling that something would happen today.

He sat on the chair in the conference room, his butt moving around, he had been sitting in the chair for several years, why did he feel so uncomfortable sitting today?

Li Zehao was thinking about it there, when he suddenly heard Feng Ruisheng's voice explode in his ears:

"Comrade Li Zehao, didn't you take down the copyright of two books by a new author last time? What is the first Weibo novel "Love in the Necking Period", which is going to start in the next two days, right?

It's coming, it's coming! Sure enough, it still has its own business!

Li Zehao "chuckled" in his heart, he gritted his teeth, and said secretly: "Sticking out your head is a knife, shrinking your head is also a knife, damn it! Just say it, WHO is afraid of WHO!"