Chapter 44 of the main text volume meets Yang Mi again

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"Editor-in-Chief Yang, you don't need to say it, I don't agree. You don't have to be embarrassed, just put all the blame on me, I don't care!"

These days, the Internet is verbally criticized, and the mainstream media cannot continue to pretend to be blind. With the dismissal of the overseas executives involved in the Kodankai under an alternative pretext, Amic Culture Alexander.

At dinner, the CEOs of many comic clubs such as Aiman Culture contacted Yang Linfei and proposed that the two sides settle the matter smoothly.

The reason is very high-sounding. What to say in order to avoid the Chinese people losing confidence in Huaman,Also to avoid excellent Huaman authors from being hurt,In a word,For the future of Huaman,Mention yìdo your best to calm down this turmoil。

They hope that Feiyang Publishing House and Maizi can issue an announcement at the same time as Aiman Culture, stating that the incident originated from a misunderstanding. Aiman Culture will strictly manage the internal management system, publicize "Flower Man" and "Naruto", and strive to jointly make Maizi a representative of Huaman.

Mai Xiaoyu's experience is not unique in the comics industry, and it is also common in the screenwriting industry, which is one of the unspoken rules. It's just that he is too insidious, recording in advance, and if he is lucky enough, "Naruto" is valued by Shuei Club, and by chance, he is involved in the battle between the two giants of Japanese comics.

Why don't you give it a try?

Crush in minutes!

Now that the fame has been hyped, and "Flower Man" has also been hyped, it should be time to accept it when it is good, otherwise it will become a public enemy in the Chinese comic industry.

With a big hat buttoned down, Yang Lin was difficult to resist, so he contacted Mai Xiaoyu and asked for his opinion.

Mai Xiaoyu's reply was very resolute - never!

If you want to dive me, you can dive me.

If you say I'm plagiarizing, I'm plagiarizing.

If you say disqualify me, you will be disqualified.

If you say boycott, boycott.

What did I say?

Now that the shape is reversed, you feel the pressure and say you want peace......

You say peace is peace?

You say misunderstanding, misunderstanding?

Who do you think you are!

is still on the line with me, what kind of righteousness is coming to pressure me......

Can you represent Huaman?

Why did you go to the unspoken rules of me in the first place?

So far, "Flower Man" and "Hokage" can be used by you to promote?

Besides, I don't want to be a representative of Huaman!

Wipe my own ass, I don't continue to beat the reservoir dogs is already very generous, and expect me to make a statement, saying that it was a misunderstanding?

I really thought I was a virgin, and I was hit on the left cheek, and I had to send the right cheek over!

Hanging up the phone, Mai Xiaoyu sighed lightly.

The old people have said that it is advisable to chase after the poor, this Yang Linfei is still a little indecisive, but his daughter's personality is not like him.

Sure enough, it's a novel, what a coincidence.

When I left the Internet café tonight, Mai Xiaoyu and Yang Mi bumped into each other.

The little girl holds a grudge, and I still remember that he deliberately said bad things about "Flower Man" and "Naruto" in the bar. After recognizing him, he pulled him away and didn't let him go, chattering and criticizing education, and insisting that he apologize to Maizi on the Internet and admit his mistakes.

Yes, as "you all owe Wheat" demanded.

Apologize to yourself...... Mai Xiaoyu couldn't cry or laugh.

In order to stop Yang Mi's mouth, Mai Xiaoyu offered to invite her to supper.

Yang Mi rolled his eyes and agreed happily.

When she came to the food stall, she ordered whatever was expensive, and she didn't care if she finished eating or not, she was obviously taking revenge. Halfway through eating, Mai Xiaoyu received a call from her father Yang Linfei.

After making the call, Mai Xiaoyu returned to the food stall, lit a cigarette, looked at Yang Mi, who was oily, and handed over a tissue.

Yang Mi took it casually, bit the grilled chicken wings and said, "I thought you ran away." ”

"As for it? How much money can there be. ”

The new advertisement of Glacier Orchard in thirty seconds was completed on time and accepted by Shun lì. Glacier has already negotiated with the target provincial and municipal TV stations for advertising slots, and the local promotion plan is ready and the personnel are in place, just waiting for the advertisement to be broadcast and start large-scale promotion.

One million creative funds will naturally come into hand, and according to the principle of 811 distribution, Mai Xiaoyu will get 800,000.

In addition to this, there are also two manga that cost a lot of money. According to the contract, one volume of 200 pages per month will be delivered, and the monthly manuscript fee will exceed 400,000 yuan. In the era when the average annual salary of Yanjing was about 40,000 yuan, Mai Xiaoyu seemed to be among the rich and handsome.

The $250,000 was received, and Song's mother had a successful operation and her condition was stable. Two days ago, he collected another 1 million to Wu Guodong's account, and Song's mother's medical expenses don't have to worry about it for the time being.

In the past few years, Mai Xiaoyu has never been so wealthy as he is now.

"Boss, grill five more skewers of squid!" After eating the grilled chicken wings, Yang Mi put down the chisel and opened a bottle of beer, "Drink with me and celebrate the grievances of Maizi, "Flower Man" is selling well!"

On the phone just now, Yang Linfei had already told Mai Xiaoyu about the sales of this issue of "Flying Youth" - low and high, and the sales were against the sky.

More than 30,000 copies were sold in the first three days, and advertisers have already approached Feiyang Publishing House to negotiate the termination of the contract. In the next two days, the situation changed abruptly, and 500,000 copies were sold out, setting a new sales high in one fell swoop, and the latest sales are still increasing.

As for the increase of two yuan, it is not a problem, even the backlog of more than 300,000 copies in the previous period has been snapped up, and the advertisers who terminated the contract have regretted it.

Such a low-open, high-moving sales curve is unheard of in the publishing world.

Some industry experts have anonymously analyzed that this is not all because of Maizi and "Flower Man", but also because of the recent crazy war of words on the Internet. When this wave of hype cools down, the sales of "Flying Youth" may plummet.

Yes, it's like the stock market.

Yang Linfei and his wife didn't pay much attention to this analysis, the future will be talked about in the future, and now is the best time to launch the signboard of "Flying Youth"!

The couple hasn't been home for a few days. One sits in the publishing house, answering the order calls of sellers from all over the world, and the other is staring at the printing house, communicating in a timely manner and urging the factory to ensure quality and quantity and print the book as quickly as possible. That's why Yang Mi had the opportunity to run out to surf the Internet and support Maizi and "Flower Man" with his classmates in the Internet café.

This little girl is the first loyal fan I have met.

There is a feeling of being a fan...... Very good.

Mai Xiaoyu smiled.

Because of his profession, he couldn't tell him the truth, so he picked up the beer and poured it full for the two: "Come, I wish the sales of "Flower Man" are getting hotter and hotter." ”

"Uncle, you finally have something to say. !"

Clink glasses, drink.

Mai Xiaoyu drank it in one gulp, and Yang Mi took a sip.

Well?

Mai Xiaoyu frowned.

Yang Mi had already taken the beer, and filled it for him attentively: "Let's toast three times in a row!"

Knock knock.

Mai Xiaoyu drank three cups in a row, and Yang Mi took three small sips, less than one-third.

When Yang Mi poured a full bottle of wine for Mai Xiaoyu again, Mai Xiaoyu asked with a smile: "Little fox, you don't want to get me drunk, right?"

"I hate it, you're a fox!" Yang Miqiong's nose wrinkled slightly, "Uncle, you are my father's friend and my elder, how dare I get you drunk?"

"Really?"

"Of course it's true. Uncle, I'll toast you again. I'm free to drink it, I'm a junior and a girl, you can't care about me, right?"

Seeing Mai Xiaoyu drink it all happily, a sly light flashed in Yang Mi's fox eyes.