Wu Zhiguo, the general manager of Daming Library, started as a waiter at the bottom and served here for almost 30 years, during which he did not know how many book launch ceremonies he experienced.

No matter how many forms there are in the book launch ceremony, in fact, there is no difference in essence, it is nothing more than a propaganda means under exquisite packaging.

Therefore, after he became the general manager, he rarely participated in the book launch ceremony, and it was also a hindrance to face socializing if he wanted to participate. This time, Wesley opened his mouth to invite, but he heard that it was a newcomer's debut/debut work, and he didn't want to lower his price to participate, so he politely declined.

But just now he saw the crowd of people swarming below through the floor-to-ceiling windows facing the street in his office, and he was a little interested.

There are many high-grade guests on the new book market who can come to see the ability of the organizer, but readers will look at the attractiveness of the work, and they can naturally spend money to ask for some support, but no one in Daming dares to do too much, if it shows its feet and becomes a laughing stock in the literary world, not to mention, no one wants to publish the next book after the reputation is stinky, so the trust of spending money is generally to play the side drums, and it is impossible to be too much.

But today, the spectacular scene below is as spectacular as the supermarket discount, and it is impossible to spend money to hire someone to achieve it at first glance.

"This newcomer is kind of interesting, I'll go down and have a look. Wu Zhiguo thought in his heart, so he walked downstairs.

"What's going on?"

As soon as he got downstairs, he was stunned, imagining that the crowded signing table was empty, and everyone who came in at the door rushed to a bookshelf in the corner.

"We're going to buy the Condor! Why is it gone, hurry up and get it from the warehouse!" the reader shouted at the salesman of the Daming Library as he gathered around the empty bookshelves.

Wu Zhiguo was stunned for a moment, and asked the staff around him, "Why is it out of stock, didn't you prepare enough in advance?"

The staff said with a wry smile: "Mr. Wu, we have prepared more than 1,000 sets, who would have thought that it would be done in less than ten minutes, and now we are transferring goods from the warehouse, but looking at this posture, the two thousand sets in the warehouse will not last long." ”

"Hurry up and transfer goods from other stores!" Wu Zhiguo said in a deep voice, and asked curiously: "What books are they going to buy? Which of our works is so popular, there seems to be no key recommended books in the near future." ”

"It is a new book called "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", published by Wuxia Publishing House. The staff replied.

"Oh!" Wu Zhiguo remembered, this was a new book promoted by his old friend Xia Gang Publishing House.

At that time, I also asked him if he wanted to use the publicity channel of the library to recommend it, but I didn't expect Xia Gang to say that the original manuscript of this book, his boss had only read half of it, so he published the first volume first, and he was not busy with publicity, and he also paid attention to it, as if there was no action in other publicity channels.

He also secretly thought that being rich was capricious, so he arranged the book in the corner. But he didn't expect this book, which had not been heavily promoted, to be so popular.

"Mr. Wu! The situation is not good," a staff member hurriedly came over to report, "I contacted other stores just now, the Condor has basically been sold out, and we are still asking our headquarters to hurry up and transfer the goods, but our inventory here is basically exhausted." ”

"Then contact the publishing house! Forget it, I'll contact you!" Wu Zhiguo waved his hand, took out his phone and dialed Xia Gang, but it was all busy, and it took five calls in a row to get through.

"Okay, you old Xia! You are still hiding from me for such a big move, tell me what means you used?"

Xia just received a phone call from Wu Zhiguo without a beginning or end, and he was also stunned, and he was also confused when he finished telling the situation.

"Lao Wu, I don't know this, our boss said that he didn't finish reading the book, and he couldn't cheapen others, so I plan to start vigorously promoting it after it is finished. "Summer just said.

"Then I don't care, send me 200,000 copies quickly," Wu Zhiguo turned his head and looked, and the readers who didn't buy the book were still surrounding the salesman, and then changed his words and said, "Send me 400,000 copies!"

The first phase of the Daming store was only ordered for 100,000 copies, and all of them were sold out in less than an hour after opening today, which is terrifying to think about.

Xia Gang said with a wry smile: "Lao Wu is not for me to refute your face, I will be killed and I will be gone, the first printing of this book is only 200,000 copies, all of them have been distributed, I just answered a few phone calls, and sent out all the 50,000 copies in stock, and I have to leave a few copies for a few of our own direct stores." ”

"If you want to say that, don't look for me next time you have a book from your publishing house!" Wu Zhiguo said angrily, he knew that this Xia fox must have an ambush.

Sure enough, Xia just listened to his words, and hurriedly begged for mercy: "Okay, okay, Lao Wu is afraid of you, I will squeeze out 30,000 copies from our store for you, it's okay!"

"30,000 is a little less, but for the sake of friends, I will let you go, and remember to ship it to me as soon as possible!" Wu Zhiguo said with a smile, slandering in his heart, if you don't cheat you, you old fox won't give me the book obediently.

Xia Gang said: "Okay, I've already arranged to print one million copies, and I'll send you 100,000 copies tomorrow, enough for friends." ”

The two chatted a few more words before hanging up.

Wu Zhiguo hung up the phone and thought about it for a while, even if he added 30,000 copies, he wouldn't be able to support it for long.

He hurriedly ordered: "Immediately issue a notice, starting today, each person is limited to one volume of Condor Shooting." ”

The staff was about to leave, but was stopped by Wu Zhiguo: "By the way, hurry up and bring me a book of eagle shooting, I want to see what book is so godly." ”

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Wei Zhen looked at the empty space in front of him in a daze, and then turned his head to look at the lively scene over there, his chest felt stuffy for a while, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood. He will add a name to the list of people he hates the most, "Qingzi Champion", the most talented young writer in the Ming Dynasty can only be himself, and no one can change him.

Wesley was also depressed, how he spent so much effort to set up a platform to make a wedding dress for someone else.

"Check it out for me, the author of this eagle shooting!" But after all, he was a person who was in danger of mountains and rivers, so he quickly reacted and asked the secretary to check the situation of the eagle shooting, knowing that the other side could win all battles.

After all, his secretary has been in the industry for many years, and after a few phone calls, he quickly reported back the situation, but the situation was not optimistic.

"The specific author can't be found, and only a few people such as the editor-in-chief of the martial arts magazine seem to know. ”

"So mysterious, no news has been revealed?" Wesley asked, frowning.

"This, I inquired about it internally in the martial arts magazine, but I didn't get the author's information, and I only inquired about one situation. The secretary said.

"What's the situation? Don't say it yet!" Wesley was a little anxious.

"I just know that this author is really a newcomer, not a famous vest, and very young!" The secretary didn't dare to slack off and quickly said what he knew.

"Very young, a young genius, no matter how to deal with the hero first. ”