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Suburban industrial park, a printing factory.

At this time, dozens of people in the factory were in full swing.

"The big guy is a little sharper with his hands and feet! The boss said that as long as the customer's additional 500,000 orders are completed at 12 o'clock, everyone will be invited to have supper in the evening. ”

The workshop director was cheering up all the overtime workers at this time.

"Howler!"

"Director Xia, let me tell you, we eat a lot!"

"Director Xia, you go tell the boss now and let him get ready for heavy bleeding!"

"Hahaha~~"

Everyone in the workshop smiled enthusiastically and joked.

For those at the bottom of the society who are begging for a living, they are not afraid of being tired, but afraid of not having the opportunity to earn money.

So don't say it's just one day of overtime, it's okay to work overtime every day.

Because of overtime, they can earn more!

"Paralysis! A bunch of deflated calves! ”

After looking at the staff in the workshop who had been rotating for more than ten hours, they were in good spirits, and they were still in the mood to joke with themselves, Xia Jianxin, the director, did not stay here long after scolding.

"Work hard, the task is complete, boss, please have supper!"

After going around the various workshops of the factory and finding that there were no lazy and slippery people, Xia Jianxin returned to his office satisfied.

I was going to squint in the office for a while, after all, I was older, and I was really a little overwhelmed by such a sudden overtime.

But before he could close his eyes, the door to his office was pushed open.

"Boss!"

glanced at the person, since he was the boss, Xia Jianxin suddenly lost his sleepiness.

"Sit down!"

After waving his hand to signal Xia Jianxin to sit down, Tang Zhongzhe took out a cigarette from his pocket and divided it with him, lit it and smoked a few puffs, and said, "Old Xia, we may have to work overtime until tomorrow morning before we can get off work!"

"Boss, which company added the order this time?"

Taking the cigarette and playing with it in his hand, Xia Jianxin, who knew the elegance after hearing the string song, suddenly asked.

"It's still Dongxue Media!"

Glancing at Xia Jianxin, Tang Zhongzhe smiled bitterly and flicked the cigarette ash.

"It's it again?"

Xia Jianxin didn't expect that it would be Dongxue Media that added the printing order so late.

After recovering from the shock, Xia Jianxin frowned and said, "Then how many more will they add this time?"

"A million!"

Smiling, Tang Zhongzhe stretched out a finger.

"Shhhh

Hearing Tang Zhongzhe's figures, Xia Jianxin suddenly gasped.

Glancing at Xia Jianxin, who had first heard the number that needed to be printed, Tang Zhongzhe said, "Old Xia, the other party has already called all the money for the book printing in advance." And their only requirement is to pick up the goods on time at 6 o'clock tomorrow morning! Questions? ”

"Nope!"

Although this number sounded a little embarrassing, Xia Jianxin still nodded and promised.

Because he knows that the company's efficiency has not been very good, and the reason why it has not closed down is only because the boss has been gritting his teeth and struggling to support it.

Since he finally got a big order this time and got a potential media company, even if he doesn't sleep today, Xia Jianxin has to get this thing done.

……

Zhou Chen didn't understand why his aura was particularly powerful, and why the boss who was not smiling in the past put some printing factories with high efficiency, fast work, and manpower not to use, so he had to find a printing factory agent that was not famous, had aging equipment, was understaffed, and was far away from the city.

Of course, Zhou Chen just complained in his heart!

After all, he is a part-time worker, and his job duty is to unconditionally obey the orders of his superiors.

It's five o'clock in the morning, and it's not yet dawn.

Zhou Chen, who worked overtime until the early hours of the morning yesterday, but had to get up from the warm quilt early in the morning, set off from the city and drove his Chang'an to the suburbs.

At 5:30, Zhou Chen drove the car to the gate of the "Hongqi Printing Factory" in the suburbs.

At 5:40, Zhou Chen accompanied Xia Jianxin, who had not slept all night, to inspect the goods.

At 5:50 a.m., 1.5 million copies of the reprinted novel, which exuded the scent of ink, began to be loaded.

At six o'clock, a heavy truck carrying 1.5 million novels drove out of the printing house.

At 10 o'clock in the morning, 1.5 million copies of the novel were sent to major cities across the country through logistics.

……

On May 1, 200,000 copies of "The Last Bullet Left for Me" were sold out as soon as they hit the shelves.

Suddenly, dealers and bookstore chains across the country demanded a large number of phone calls that completely blew up Dongxue Media's calls.

On 2 May, 1.5 million copies of "The Last Bullet Left for Me," which was reprinted overnight, were distributed throughout the country.

On that day, according to incomplete statistics, 100,000 copies were sold in the Gyeonggi area alone.

As for the rest of the regions that also got the goods on the first day, the sales volume is unknown!

On 3 May, 1.5 million copies of the novels that had been printed overnight began to be redistributed in bookstores, books, newspapers, and periodicals in major cities across the country.

On the same day, according to incomplete statistics, the sales volume exceeded 500,000+!

As soon as the sales figures for the past three days came out, the industry was shaken!

And it is precisely from this incident that the industry discovered that the military novels that they had snubbed in the past were actually able to sell well.

If Lin Dong had the ability to read minds and could know the thoughts of people in the industry, he would definitely smile and say: The publication of military novels is actually just a small profit, and film and television are king!

However, it is a pity that Lin Dong does not have the ability to read minds, and he cannot know the thoughts of practitioners in the industry.

Lin Dong received the system prompt on the morning of the third day, "The first main quest has been completed, will the host receive the reward?" "This message.

At that time, Lin Dong was training in grappling and fighting!

So when he waited for three days, making him think about it, like a pins and needles, like a fish in his throat but nowhere to vent the news, he used too much force, and unloaded the arm of the recruit of the fourth class who was training with him, and beat the other party into the hospital with one move!

hurt the other party, so he could only lie in the hospital and watch the last thorough assessment after half a month miss him!

Regarding the fact that he missed for a while and caused the other party to not be able to participate in the final assessment half a month later, Lin Dong was naturally quite guilty in his heart.

However, while feeling guilty, Lin Dong also knew that even if he didn't miss to unload the hand of the recruit in the fourth class today, with the strength he showed, he was really not enough to cope with the ultimate assessment half a month later!

Because, Lin Dong is the only recruit of the training team who already knows how cruel the final assessment is for half a month.

At lunchtime, Lin Dong only took two bites casually as usual, and after throwing away the dishes and chopsticks, he seemed to have to leave.

The reason why he can't wait is because Lin Dong wants to know about the system as soon as possible, and after pit himself, he will reward himself with something about how to blow up the sky.