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On the first day back in Songjiang, Zhou Lin was crazy.

The management and operation of the Singularity Literature Forum is the development of the second game of the game network, and the card sales of "Three Kingdoms", these are all industries that need Zhou Lin to make the decision.

In addition, the crew of "I Want Revenge" is waiting for him to report on it; the press conference of "Liancheng Jue" is not in time, but the publishing house is still counting on him to hold a book signing; the people sent by the shareholders of "Wuxia Weekly" have been waiting for him in Songjiang for two days; and Wang Xiaotian also needs to report on the recent series of registered game patents and company registration.

Zhou Lin worked hard all day, and finally got these things done, and the whole person seemed to be about to collapse. He suddenly realized that although he had money and a career in this life, how could he be more tired than the idleness in his previous life?

It seems that money and leisure are like fish and bear's paws, and you can never have both.

There are some other small things that Zhou Lin simply disposed of, but the remaining few things require him to think carefully.

One is the revenue of the game network, which is still booming in the days since he left, and the site already has an eight-figure sum in his account.

Although Zhou Lin had long guessed that the "Zhou's Cube" would bring him great wealth, he didn't expect this day to come so smoothly and so quickly.

It seemed like a risky move that cost him almost all of his savings to start a game website, but now in retrospect, it was the right move.

Zhou Lin is also more and more sure that the cultural and entertainment market in this life is too scarce. It's like selling water in an arid desert, people don't pay attention to any taste at all, as long as it's water, they're willing to spend money to buy it, not to mention that Zhou Lin sells sweet and good mineral water, and it's natural to sell it well.

This is still the sales that the game as a whole has received without much promotion, and sales will continue to grow steadily with word-of-mouth and more publicity.

Ten million is just the beginning. Just by virtue of the fact that Zhou's cube set a record for the most copies sold in the history of the game in the previous life, it is not much to sell hundreds of millions in China in this life. When the Chinese market is almost sold, Zhou Lin will enter the international market, and in the end, if he can't achieve more than one billion sales, it will be a failure!

As for this 10 million income. Zhou Lin also had a plan.

Part of it will be invested in the second season of "Wulin Gaiden", with the end of the filming of the first season and the upcoming broadcast, Shang Yunyan is in full swing preparing for the second season.

As the screenwriter and one of the investors in the first season, Zhou Lin has the priority of investment.

Compared with the first season, Zhou Lin only invested one million, and this season he plans to invest five million. From the smallest investor to the third largest investor.

That's not all, Shang Yunyan is thinking about expanding his studio and transforming it into a cultural company. Zhou Lin has already decided to take a stake in it, using the script and part of the funds as an investment to occupy 25% of the shares, becoming the second largest individual shareholder.

With five million left, Zhou Lin aimed at "Science Fiction Literature".

On the last day of November, Songjiang became colder and colder, and there was light snow outside, and the people on the road walked cautiously, not daring to take a big step. lest one of them fall if they are not careful.

When Geng Yunhe pushed the door and walked into the "Tea Rhyme" tea workshop, his leather jacket was already covered with a thin layer of snow.

There is heating in the tea shop, the temperature is very high, and the snow melts quickly. Geng Yunhe reported the private room number, and a beautiful female greeter wearing a red cheongsam led him to the No. 777 private room.

Geng Yunhe pushed the door and entered, and saw Zhou Lin chatting with a short middle-aged man wearing black-rimmed glasses.

Geng Yunhe has been in the cultural circle for many years, and has developed a pair of fiery eyes, and it can be seen at a glance that this short middle-aged man should be his peer, and his status is not too high, he should be the kind of person who has been depressed for many years as an editor.

"Lao Geng is here. Sit. Zhou Lin greeted.

The two are already very familiar, they both used honorific titles at the earliest, and now they don't need to be so polite, and it is convenient to directly use Geng Xiaozhou. It also seems more intimate.

Geng Yunhe sat down, took off his leather jacket, looked around and said, "Tsk, when I was in the south, I heard that the heating in the north is very good, and sure enough." If the weather were in the south, it would be colder inside the house than outside. Turn on the air conditioner and freeze to death!"

Zhou Lin smiled: "Then you will come to the Northeast in winter to escape the cold." ”

"Hehehe. Geng Yunhe laughed a few times, poured himself tea and said, "Who is this?"

Wang Baokang is the editor of Science Fiction Literature. Zhou Lin introduced.

"Hello Editor-in-Chief Geng, I have heard your name for a long time. Wang Baokang said a little stiffly.

He can't be unrestrained, he is just an ordinary editor, and Geng Yunhe is an editor-in-chief, and there is a lot of gap between the status of the two people. Don't look at all cultural people, the more educated people are, the more they care about this.

"I heard Zhou Lin talk about you. Geng Yunhe nodded, "I have collected the last three years of "Science Fiction Literature", and I have read the column you are responsible for, which is very good." ”

"Thank you for the compliment. Wang Baokang said.

Zhou Lin said on the side: "Old Geng, don't look like an inspection work." ”

Geng Yunhe was stunned for a moment, and laughed: "I'm an old problem." Okay, you say, you say. ”

Zhou Lin took a sip of tea and said: "Today, I invited two people who traveled thousands of miles to Songjiang to discuss the acquisition of "Science Fiction Literature". I now have five million in my hand, and I'm going to buy the scattered equity of Science Fiction Literature, become the largest shareholder, and then reform the magazine. Within one year, I want to make Science Fiction Literature profitable, within two years, to become the best magazine in the science fiction circle, and within three years, to become one of the top 10 best-selling magazines in China!"

Wang Baokang's hand shook, and the tea in the cup almost spilled.

Even if Geng Yunhe had seen a lot of Zhou Lin's bold words, he knew that Zhou Lin was indeed very capable, but he was shocked when he suddenly heard such a majestic goal.

He couldn't help but say, "Zhou Lin, I believe you can do the first two." But do you know what the sales of the top 10 magazines in China are this year?"

Zhou Lin smiled: "The tenth-ranked "Men's Chronicles" sold 225,790 copies last month, and the average monthly sales this year are 227,000 copies. ”

"What about the current sales of "Science Fiction Literature"? As far as I know, it seems that it is not as good as "Martial Arts Weekly", right?" Geng Yunhe asked again.

Wang Baokang said: "Last month was about 37,000 copies, this month is only about 36,000 copies, this year's average monthly sales may be this number." ”

Geng Yunhe smiled bitterly and said, "You raised the monthly sales of "Martial Arts Weekly" from 50,000 to 180,000, which is indeed remarkable. But the science fiction circle is different from the martial arts circle, the market for science fiction magazines is originally niche, and you want to make a magazine with only 36,000 sales into the top ten in the country...... I think you're a little whimsical. ”

[It's about to be 515, I hope to continue to hit the 515 red envelope list, and the red envelope rain will be able to give back to readers and promotional works on May 15. A piece is also love, and it must be better!] (To be continued.) )