Text Text_Chapter 403 I am Da Luo Jin Xian

30,000 pre-sales, what is this concept?

Hu Xiaopeng doesn't know, but he knows one thing, that is, he now has at least 30,000 die-hard fans, otherwise who would spend such a high price to buy a handmade model?

Others don't know, anyway, even if Hu Xiaopeng had this spare money, he never had the urge to buy.

And even if you really want to buy it, you won't buy FGA's genuine figures, because the same quality of high imitation versions, at least half the price, and those pure pirated figures, the low price will make FGA doubt life, almost a pound of sale.

30,000 fans who are willing to spend money for themselves is definitely beyond Hu Xiaopeng's imagination, but in fact he not only underestimated his influence in the qualifying tournament, but also underestimated the efforts made by the IA League to create a supporting IA player.

I saw that Mu Qing was extremely surprised when she saw Hu Xiaopeng, and immediately said with a smile.

"It's only 30,000, as for being surprised like this?"

"If I told you that this is only the last two days, and by the end of the month, after the official launch, it is conservatively estimated that it can exceed 100,000 units, will you faint?"

"Ten...... Lakh? ”

"I'm making up, one 1099, one hundred thousand is ......"

"Ten Hundred Thousand ......"

"One hundred thousand, one million......"

Ignoring Mu Qing, although Hu Xiaopeng did not faint in fright, he lowered his head there and counted his fingers, but before Hu Xiaopeng finished counting, Mu Qing, who had already guessed Hu Xiaopeng's heart, smiled again.

"Don't forget it, it's 110 million."

"100 million? I can...... No, no, how much money can we get in WIN? ”

"According to the contract of 1.6% of the total sales reached with the alliance, we can get a share of 1.76 million yuan in the early pre-sale, and the subsequent share will be settled together with the previously authorized peripheral products on a quarterly basis, so ......"

"Wait, what do you say? It's only one o'clock? It's too little, why do you want 16 percent, it's too unfair, go to the police station to report the case, and go to the court to prosecute......"

With a total income of hundreds of millions, WIN can only get 1.76 million from it, only less than 2% of the share, how can Hu Xiaopeng be calm? So without waiting for Mu Qing to finish speaking, Hu Xiaopeng was already quite excited, and even the huge noise had already alarmed Guo Zhao and them, who were working hard in the No. 2 hangar.

"Boss ......"

"Master......"

"Come on, you're just in time, you hurry up and give me ......"

Without waiting for Yu Xiaoming and Guo Zhao to come out of the connecting passage, let alone before Hu Xiaopeng finished speaking, Mu Qing had already waved his hand again and again to signal them not to come to mix, and hurriedly explained to Hu Xiaopeng.

"Don't make a fuss, you don't understand anything, what's the fuss?"

"It's true that the 1.6 share is true, but I'm talking about 1.6 percent of total sales, not 1.6 percent of the cost."

"Didn't I say it just now, the gross profit alone, a figure is only about five or six hundred yuan, if you remove the actual investment in publicity, transportation and operation, etc., and then remove the patent fees and revenue taxes of the product, the net profit of a figure is definitely not more than two hundred yuan."

"The league wants to share the money, the FGA company also has to share the money, and even the organizing committee of the qualifying tournament and the Etravers Arena have to come and get a piece of the pie."

"So when converted, the actual revenue share we can get can actually reach about 10%."

"And this kind of sharing ratio is actually quite good, at least two points higher than the same figure peripherals of the All-Star Game."

In the face of Hu Xiaopeng's unreasonable trouble, Mu Qing had no other way than to explain to him again, because as Mu Qing said, 16% of the share is a dream, and even the current 1.6 is also the result of her doing everything possible to snatch it from the mouths of many bigwigs, and its difficulty is no less than pulling teeth from the tiger's mouth.

But who would have wanted to face Mu Qing's explanation, although Hu Xiaopeng was no longer noisy, he still showed a confused expression, and he didn't seem to understand the so-called gross profit and net profit, as well as the conversion and actual sharing ratio.

"Uh...... I don't understand. ”

"It doesn't matter if you don't understand, you only need to know one thing, that is, this kick that our WIN has mixed with is definitely not a loss."

"Are you sure you don't lose?"

"Of course, otherwise do you think that I have been in Tianjing City for so many days, and I really just want to talk about those brand sponsorships that don't have a word? Compared to their sponsorship, of course, it is more practical. ”

"That'...... Then I'll just say nothing, you're the boss anyway. ”

Turning his face was faster than turning a book, and he saw that in just a moment, Hu Xiaopeng seemed to have forgotten the excitement just now, and then asked Mu Qing softly with a flattering smile.

"That, my Muda beauty boss, ask one thing, it's ......"

"Twenty percent, according to the contract, the player's personal peripheral products, you and the club 28 shares, that is to say, you can get 350,000 yuan from the club's income before tax."

"But this is the share of 100,000 FGA figures, if you only follow the current pre-sale of more than 30,000 units, if you remove the tax, you can get at least 100,000 shares."

"What? Too little? Twenty-eight is a common practice, and I didn't mean to ......."

Without waiting for Hu Xiaopeng to finish speaking, Mu Qing had already said the answer to the question that Hu Xiaopeng originally wanted to ask, but somehow, although Hu Xiaopeng nodded again and again, it seemed that there were still other questions.

"No, no, when have I been too little? If you have money, you can take it. ”

"And what questions do you have?"

"Hehe, I'm just thinking, I'm just playing a qualifying tournament, how can so many people buy my merch."

"A lot?"

"Isn't it much? More than 30,000 people in two days. ”

"I think you should go back and see how your posters are selling and then talk about a few more questions."

"Posters?"

Hearing Mu Qing's words, Hu Xiaopeng noticed that there were many purchase links for related products at the bottom of the mobile phone page, including posters, and when he clicked in, Hu Xiaopeng was almost shocked by the scene in front of him.

Because the total sales of more than a dozen sets of physical posters alone have exceeded 200,000, and the number of downloads of electronic posters has exceeded one million.

What is the concept of one million e-poster downloads, plus 200,000 physical poster sales?

Even if the electronic version of the high-definition poster only costs less than five yuan for a single download, one million times is a full five million yuan of income.

Coupled with the physical posters for more than 20 yuan, the total income of these posters alone has exceeded 10 million.

Profiteering, in addition to the word profiteering, Hu Xiaopeng really can't think of anything else to describe it.

No wonder Mu Qing thinks that the pre-sale of 30,000 is not much, no wonder Mu Qing will say that the pre-sale of 100,000 units will be conservatively estimated before the listing, and it is no wonder that the people of the FGA company and the IA Alliance will be in such a hurry to launch their own model figures.

It is the hot poster sales that make them aware of the market, and it is the potential market that makes them not care about the cost, so that the price of the figure is set to more than 1,000 yuan, and they will not worry about the sales problem.

"Don't laugh, it's useless to laugh, don't look at the sales of posters are so good, but the copyright of these posters is in the hands of the organizing committee, not only you can't share the money, but we can't get any WIN."

Seeing Hu Xiaopeng's expression change from stunned to smirk, Mu Qing couldn't help but pour a basin of cold water on him.

"Why should I make it?"

"Just because they're the organizers."

"Not negotiable?"

"If there is a consultation, you think I don't want to discuss?"

"Minato, profiteer......"

"Ahem, I don't mean you, I mean the league and the FGA guys."

Finding that Mu Qing was looking at him with an unkind look, Hu Xiaopeng hurriedly explained.

"There's no way this time, who let them host the qualifiers, it's good to be able to share a little, but next time it's not so simple, as long as your new IA can be launched to the market, then we will cooperate directly with the FGA company, and the sharing will be ......"

"yes, how did I forget about it?"

"Now that your current IA has been completed, you will make your debut the day after tomorrow, so you should take this opportunity to strike while the iron is hot."

Ignoring Hu Xiaopeng, who was unknown on the side, Mu Qing took out the phone and called his assistant and the staff of the Ministry of Commerce, and there was only one purpose, that is, to contact the FGA company as soon as possible, so that they could send someone to survey and design Hu Xiaopeng's rampaging machinery.

I believe that with this shareholder wind, Hu Xiaopeng's new IA should be enough to gain a lot of popularity, and it is not even ruled out that those people can give up their original purchase plans and choose to wait for Hu Xiaopeng's new IA figure.

Watching Mu Qing call after call, Hu Xiaopeng, who couldn't interject at all, had no reason to disturb Mu Qing's work, not to mention that he himself had a lot of things that had not been completed, so Hu Xiaopeng returned to the workbench quietly and continued to work hard.

And this busyness, nearly two hours have passed, I believe that if Hou Ziang hadn't returned to the hangar, maybe Hu Xiaopeng wouldn't have found out that Liu Yiyi had also come to the hangar, and in the conference room on the second floor of the hangar, he didn't know how long he had been chatting with Mu Qing.

"What are you shouting? A morning of training, haven't tired you down? Do you want me to let you go outside and run a few more laps? ”

Seeing Hou Ziang running in with a shout, Hu Xiaopeng could only put down the work in his hand and turned to him and asked angrily.

"Huh? Don't be, you don't know, at that time, you left in style, Coach Lin almost ran out of gas, not only did he train a lot normally, but he also inexplicably let us do several more sets of tests, if it wasn't for the Bears to stop us, I'm afraid we wouldn't even be able to eat lunch. ”

"Do you blame me?"

"Hehe, how dare you? But...... Master, how did you know that Manager Mu was coming? We thought about it all morning and couldn't figure it out, can you still predict the future? ”

"Minato, you still know the future, why don't you say that I am Da Luo Jinxian?"

"You're still a mechanic, and when you first entered the door, you didn't notice anything more at the door of the hangar?"

"A little more...... Stuff? ”

Hearing Hu Xiaopeng's words, Hou Ziang didn't react for a while, but when Hu Xiaopeng moved his gaze to Mu Qing and Liu Yiyi, who were laughing and chatting in front of the window on the second floor, Hou Ziang patted his head heavily, and seemed to really remember something.

"No, you mean the flying car?"

A flying car that can carry an eight-bit Primal Energy Machine is definitely extremely rare, and a modified eight-bit Primordial Machine is even rarer, but they really have such a flying car, and it is still the private property of their WIN boss.

Even if this flying car rarely appears in Beiling City because of Lei Ming's relationship, how could Hou Ziang forget that day when Mu Qing and Lei Ming made a special trip to the police station to find Hu Xiaopeng?

What's more, Hu Xiaopeng had a big fight with Lei Ming at that time, and he almost participated in it, if Hu Xiaopeng hadn't stopped him in time, maybe he didn't have to resign voluntarily at all, just by fighting in the police station, it might be enough to completely clear himself from the police force.

Judging Mu Qing's appearance through a rather characteristic eight-bit origin machine seems to be very reliable, and it is not so unusual, and Hou Ziang thinks that he actually has such an ability.

But the problem is that he had never heard it at that time, and not only himself, but even so many people around him did not hear it, which made Hou Ziang a little unacceptable.

But who knew that when Hou Ziang raised the question in his heart, what he got was Hu Xiaopeng's wanton ridicule.

"I blame me for stuffing chicken feathers in my ears?"