Chapter 133: Signing and Selling Books

Shen Xin didn't hide it, and told Wang Wenhong all the resources he could use.

Wang Wenhong rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, and looked at Shen Xin again, "Gone?" ”

"It's gone." Shen Xin nodded.

Yan Fei also bowed slightly, admitting that Shen Xin was not wrong.

"Wait, you mean, just rely on radio dramas and 500,000 cash, and PK with works of the level of "Crime and Punishment" and "Hunting Abyss"?" The muscles on Wang Wenhong's face twitched twice.

"That's right." Yan Fei nodded.

Wang Wenhong rubbed his face, and the confidence on his face just now disappeared, "Are there any other conditions?" ”

"Yes...... No. ”

Shen Xin thought of the contract between the magazine and Ji Yinxuan, but the president did not plan to use it so far.

"Is there or not?" Wang Wenhong cried with a sad face, can you give a letter?

Shen Xin rubbed his forehead and told Wang Wenhong about Ji Yinxuan.

Wang Wenhong was silent for three or four minutes, then raised his head again, "Give me a day, wait until tomorrow to sign and sell the book, and then we will talk in detail." ”

"If you really want to help, don't think about things that don't make it to the table." Yan Fei advised.

Wang Wenhong smiled bitterly, "Editor Yanda, it's good to have a method to use now, don't pick and choose." ”

Shen Xin bowed his head, the dead horse was regarded as a live horse doctor, and he would listen to Wang Wenhong's advice tomorrow and then make a judgment.

After eating mixed noodles, Shen Xin also recovered a lot of strength.

The next day, Shen Xin got up early, and after breakfast, he was ready to go to Jiman with Yan Fei.

Before the door closed, three assistants also ran out, and Gao Hang took the lead and jumped into the car.

"Why don't you go to other shops in Nanjiatan?" Shen Xin was surprised.

"There's still a chance in the future." Gao Hang smiled, he wanted to beware of Wang Wenhong.

"I'm going to buy some books." Lu Ning said.

Jiman is the largest comic bookstore in Hongchuan, so there is nothing wrong with her going there to buy books.

"I ...... I'll ......" Zhou Yang scratched his head, "I'll go and help." ”

The three assistants have different purposes, but their destinations are all extremely man's bookstore.

Shen Xin didn't say anything, closed the car door, and motioned for the driver to drive.

When he came to the bookstore, there were already many readers queuing, Shen Xin followed Yan Fei into the bookstore through the back door, and after communicating with the store manager, the store manager arranged for the clerk to lead the readers who needed to buy books into the bookstore.

Gao Hang wandered around the bookstore, but his eyes kept looking at the clerk, and finally at the back door of the bookstore, he saw Wang Wenhong who was carrying books, and walked over.

"Editor Wang, I didn't expect you to work here." Gao Hang has a hint of schadenfreude.

"Huh?" Wang Wenhong glanced at Gao Hang and wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Isn't this Teacher Gao?" Are you still following Teacher Shen? ”

"yes." Gao Hang nodded, but his mind was thinking about how to warn Wang Wenhong and ask him not to trouble Shen Xin.

"Just, come on...... Hurry up and move the book, there are not enough single copies of "Y's" on the bookshelf. Wang Wenhong took a picture of the cartoon on the cart.

"Huh?"

"Eh, what? Aren't you Mr. Shen's assistant? Hurry over and help. ”

"Oh."

Gao Hang hurriedly ran over and took the handle of the cart.

Wait a minute...... Something doesn't feel right...... Didn't he come to warn Wang Wenhong?

Gao Hang just wanted to open his mouth, but felt that Wang Wenhong patted his shoulder.

"See the shopper in the white shirt? That's it...... Push the cart over and put the books on the shelves. ”

"You...... Why are you going? Gao Hang watched Wang Wenhong turn around to leave, and hurriedly asked.

"Do you think there's so much for Y's? Push it over. Wang Wenhong wiped his sweat, turned around and left through the back door.

Gao Hang shook the handle and pushed it forward hard, his face flushed - this is a little heavy.

At 9 o'clock in the morning, the book signing officially began.

Seeing the first reader, Shen Xin knew that today's autograph session would not be easy - this reader put 20 copies of the fourth volume of "Y's" on the table in one go.

"You've seen so much?" Shen Xin was surprised.

"Some of it was mine, and some of it was bought for a friend." The reader explained.

“……”

Shen Xin followed the store manager's advice and only signed the word "Shen Zheng" on the book.

Since the first time, the book signing has been in a relatively hot state.

Yan Fei looked at Shen Xin, who was constantly signing, and was also a little worried.

Zhou Yang was by Shen Xin's side, serving tea and pouring water, busy before and after, and later, even Lu Ning came over to help maintain order, as for Gao Hang, he was sitting on the ground, panting heavily, the button on the collar was open, and Wang Wenhong on one side pushed a stack of books and continued to stuff the books into the bookshelf.

I didn't expect Wang Wenhong to be able to do these manual jobs.

Yan Fei felt incredible.

"Shhhh

"Who?" Yan Fei was stunned.

"The cartoonist of Crime." The store manager explained.

"Him?"

Yan Fei hurriedly looked at the front row of the crowd, a young man with a thin figure and long hair standing in front of Shen Xin.

Shen Xin didn't know Han Ye, and after signing his name, he handed him the comic with both hands.

"Thank you." Shen Xin nodded slightly.

Han Ye took the book, said "um" softly, turned to leave, and happened to hit Zhou Yang.

"I'm sorry." Zhou Yang hurriedly apologized.

"I didn't ...... Never mind. Han Ye glanced at Zhou Yang, his mouth slightly open.

So cute?

Han Ye's heart seemed to be alive again.

Zhou Yang didn't stay in front of him for long, and after apologizing, he continued to organize the readers in line.

looks cute, but the figure is too thin.

After watching it for a while, Han Ye walked out of the bookstore unwillingly.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the last reader was sent away, and Shen Xin lay on the table, not wanting to move.

Today, he was more tired than the book signing parties he had participated in before, and when he wrote the last dozens of books, he even couldn't hold the trajectory of the pen and wrote a little crookedly.

Fortunately, I finally persevered.

"Teacher Shen, hard work." Yan Fei brought a cup of tea and put it on the table.

Shen Xin sat down again and shook his head slightly, "Take a rest first...... How many copies have you signed? ”

"I don't know, I just know that Gao Hang is a little out of strength, and Wang Wenhong and the other clerks are also very tired. So, today's sales are quite impressive, certainly more than 2,000 copies. ”

Shen Xin smiled slightly and looked around. Gao Hang was lying on the floor in the corner, panting non-stop, and the mineral water in Lu Ning and Zhou Yang's hands had bottomed out.

At this time, the store manager ran over happily, "Mr. Shen, today's results are very good." ”

"How many copies?" Shen Xin asked curiously.

"4,800 copies signed." The store manager said.

"Huh?" Shen Xin was slightly stunned, he didn't expect there to be so many.

"I think some people bought a lot of copies, so they sold more than the readers in line." Yan Fei speculated.

Shen Xin bowed slightly, thinking about it like this, it was indeed possible.

"Teacher Shen, I hope we will have the opportunity to cooperate in the future." The store manager said with a smile.

"Well, we'll have a chance to come back." Shen Xin also stood up and shook hands with the store manager.

Yan Fei and the store manager briefly handed over, and Shen Xin gathered the three assistants together.

"Thanks to all of you today, I invited you to dinner."

"Then I'll hurry up and order food......" Gao Hang sat up from the ground, and was about to find someone to ask, when he was stopped by Shen Xin.

"Let Wang Bian lead the way, right? Wang Bian has been here for a few months, and he should know which restaurant is good. ”

Wang Wenhong wiped his sweat, knowing that Shen Xin must have asked him about yesterday, so he nodded slightly.

"Okay, I'll take you to the best restaurant nearby."