"Editor Lou, the weekly sales of the English version of "Caged Bird" have come out."

The capital branch of Delwin Press, editor-in-chief Lou has just gotten the overseas sales of "Caged Bird" in the first week.

I haven't seen specific data before, but it can be seen from the replenishment orders sent by various channel providers that the overseas sales data of "Caged Bird" is good, and it is even getting better and better.

Now I got the sales data and looked at it, and sure enough.

The English version of "Caged Bird" sold a total of 140,000 copies overseas in the first week, of which the majority was naturally sold in English-speaking countries. On average, more than 20,000 copies were sold in one day.

Seeing that Editor-in-Chief Lou couldn't help but show a smile on his face, he couldn't help but be a little excited.

“…… Today, many channel providers have sent replenishment orders again, looking at some comments on overseas networks, and with the fermentation of the word-of-mouth of "Caged Bird", the follow-up sales will continue to grow. ”

"The head office has also noticed this book, and will devote more resources to the operation of the main book."

According to the current results, this book is another super bestseller, maybe it can sell millions of copies.

You know, there are still few people who know about this book, and investing more publicity and operation resources will inevitably stimulate the sales of this book to grow more rapidly.

……

When Ji Zhuo woke up at noon, he got the sales data of the first week of the overseas version of "Caged Bird".

When I woke up and touched my phone, I saw the message from Editor-in-Chief Lou in the morning.

"Editor-in-Chief Lou: Mr. Ji, our publishing house will invest more resources in the operation of your work, so that this book can bloom with its due brighter brilliance."

This is a little embarrassing.

"Clumsy and extraordinary: Editor-in-Chief Lou is polite...... Is there anything I can do to help?

Editor-in-Chief Lou: It's really ...... All distributors want to order Mr. Ji's autograph book to hold an event, and it would be better if Mr. Ji was willing to go to Great Britain or several other countries to hold a signing meeting. ”

"Clumsy and Extraordinary: ......"

Looking at these seemingly familiar words, Ji Zhuo wondered if he could be the last sentence without asking.

"Clumsy and extraordinary: sign the book."

"Editor-in-Chief Lou: Okay, when the new batch of books is printed, the publishing house will send it to Mr. Ji, do you have to read 2,000 books?"

Seeing this number,

Ji Cun's heart jumped suddenly,

How much?

Nima signed 200 books before and gave him a hand to sign so much that his wrist hurt,

When did these two thousand books sign in?

Ji Zhuo felt a little uncomfortable in his heart, and covered his chest with a mask of pain.

"Clumsy and Extraordinary: ......"

"Editor-in-Chief Lou: If Mr. Ji doesn't have much to spare, he can sign a little less......

Editor-in-Chief Lou: This is mainly due to the fact that the channel providers of our publishing house are distributed all over the country, and there are many ...... If you divide a channel, there may be dozens of copies, and there may be only a few copies.

Editor-in-Chief Lou: Mr. Na Ji signed 1,000 copies...... All right? ”

"Clumsy and Extraordinary: ......

Editor-in-Chief Lou: Mr. Ji, help. ”

Lou editor-in-chief, humble .jpg.

"Clumsy and extraordinary: okay...... But I'm not sure when I'll be able to sign it. ”

"Editor-in-Chief Lou: It's okay, Mr. Ji, just take your time, don't be in a hurry."

That's what you say.

"Clumsy and extraordinary: OK."

After Ji Zhuo and Editor-in-Chief Lou finished chatting, they held their mobile phones,

Sitting on the bed, I was stunned,

I'm thinking about how much a thousand copies of "Caged Bird" are piled up.

Then fell into deep thought.

After being silent for a while, Ji Zhuo took his mobile phone and got up silently,

I walked over to the sink and started washing, and I put my phone aside.

And then......

The phone is on again.

He is the editor-in-chief of Huating Publishing House.

"Editor-in-Chief Qian: Mr. Bugong, the sales of "Caged Bird" have continued recently, and a lot of them have been sold, and the publishing house and various channels are preparing to hold an event or something, and then stimulate sales."

"Editor-in-Chief Qian: Can you please sign some more signed books for Mr. Bugong?"

Ji Zhuo, who was brushing his teeth, looked at the message displayed on the light screen, and the action of brushing his teeth paused.

What's that?

You made an appointment, how can it be such a coincidence.

And then, sure enough......

"Editor-in-Chief Qian: I just saw that the overseas version of "Caged Bird" published by Delvin Press is also going to do a book signing event...... Mr. Don't you favor one over the other......

Editor-in-Chief Qian: At that time, other people's English versions of "Caged Bird" will have signed books, but our domestic signed books have been sold out before, which is ......"

This Delvin Press is really fast.

Seeing Ji Zhuo's silence for a while, he put down the mouthwash cup and poked the phone screen to reply to the editor-in-chief Qian.

"Clumsy and extraordinary: how much?

Editor-in-Chief Qian: Is it 2,000?

Clumsy and extraordinary: Editor-in-chief Qian, I'll chop off my hand and send it to you.

Editor-in-Chief Qian: Ahem, that's not necessary, that's also a thousand copies, Mr. Gong, can you see it?

Editor-in-Chief Qian: Mr. Bugong, you can help. ”

It's all said about this, what else can Ji Zhuo say,

I thought I had escaped 2,000 copies, but I made it up for it.

"Clumsy and extraordinary: OK.

Editor-in-Chief Qian: Thank you, Mr. Bugong, then I will arrange for the printing house to be shipped to Mr. Ji at this time, and there is still stock.

Clumsy and Extraordinary: Doing ......"

replied to the message of the editor-in-chief of Qian,

Ji Zhuo's eyes looked at the mirror of the washstand, his eyes were a little straight,

A total of 2,000 copies of "Caged Bird",

Will I be able to fit in my little living room by then?

Ay......

With a long sigh, Ji Zhuo threw the phone aside and continued to wash,

Finally, no one else sent any more messages.

……

After washing, Ji Zhuo also cleaned up his mood.

Enter the study and get ready to start today's codeword.

There was no sun outside the window today, it was cloudy and windy.

The window glass of the study room is opened a little gap, and the wind comes from time to time, and it is not hot.

The weather is just right and is just right for codeword.

"Hoo ......"

Pressing the computer, Ji Zhuo let out a long breath,

He withdrew his gaze from the window and faced the computer screen.

The codeword software opens.

The first chapter of "Seven Sins", "Gluttony", was presented before his eyes,

The written content is neatly laid out on the page along the layout rules, which looks like Ji Zhuo has a sense of accomplishment.

Scratched from top to bottom, and took a cursory second look,

Ji Zhuo created a new chapter.

In the past few days, I have been writing from getting up to night, and the story of the first chapter of 'gluttony' has been written.

A chapter is almost tens of thousands of words.

"Crackling ......"

The sound of the mechanical keyboard is quite crisp,

Ji Zhuo first knocked out the name of the new chapter - 'lust' (lust)

Then, looking at the still blank codeword software page,

Ji Zhuo paused again and began to write the text of this new chapter.

The protagonist of the Lust chapter is a prostitute who lives in a large country north of American California.

There was no war in this country, as in the previous chapter of small countries,

But the hierarchy is just as clear, with slums and rich areas.

The rich live in neat, clean and safe cities, where order is maintained by abundant law and order, while the poor live in chaotic, dirty streets.

The slums are littered with garbage and sewage, like the city's sewage and garbage disposal systems, and the entire neighborhood smells inexplicably and complex.

The more night it gets, the quieter the streets of the ghetto become,

There were only a few idle people left, gathered on the side of the street in twos and threes, casting unkind glances at everyone who was hurrying by.

And inside such a slum, there are still hierarchies,

Homeless homeless people are naturally at the bottom, and there is naturally a slightly better income and place to live.

Senassh, the protagonist of the Lust chapter, lives in the chaotic neighborhood of such a city,

And she's a prostitute.

It's a pity that she is already in her early forties, old and decrepit, and her heavy makeup can't smooth out her rough skin, the corners of her eyes, and the wrinkles on her forehead.

So in recent years, there have been very few people here for her, but another young prostitute who lives with her is constantly in the room every day.

Even sometimes when she lies in her bedroom at night, she can hear the pompous shouting next door,

This reminded her of when she was young, too, those dirty, sweaty, bloated, burly men had the most primitive, naked desires in their eyes,

Wanted to crowd into her room.

And now, only some old guests still patronize her old and flabby skin,

A few days ago, in order not to be driven away by the damned, fat-covered landlord,

She also slept with the landlord, and when the fat on the damn man's belly and face trembled and squirmed,

The first time it made her a little nauseous...... I don't know if other men are just as disgusting when they see her loose and aging skin like this.

And she became a prostitute only because her mother was also a prostitute by birth.

Her mother didn't know who her father was.

I only knew that her mother waited for her belly to be big and found out that she was pregnant.

Because the month was already very big, she was simply born, and she grew up in such an environment.

When she grew up, she naturally became a prostitute.

But in the past two days, she has been sick.

There were already few old guests, and even fewer came to visit her.

And the story of the Lust chapter,

It was against this backdrop that it unfolded.

“…… Heavy gasps came from the bedroom at the end of the hallway past the living room, and the young prostitute who lived with her never closed the door when receiving guests,"

"It seemed to be to show off her beautiful throat and hoarse voice to her neighbors, and apparently it worked, and there were always many people 'coming here,' and those who came seemed to like to leave the door open like this, even if there was still a person sitting in the drawing-room outside."

Senass sat in the drawing-room, on the worn, wobbly, missing corner, and at some point about the collapse of the cloth couch, which had been broken the previous night, and I don't know if it had been used as food by rats or other animals.

Senass was a little weak, she leaned back on the sofa, even if the sofa collapsed at this moment, she couldn't get up in time, even if the miserable and exaggerated shouts kept coming from the bedroom past the living room, she didn't care...... Or, she was also expecting, looking forward to when the dilapidated sofa would collapse...... She can either lie on the ground or get up from the ground.

She had a contagious disease, and she had a sore on her forehead, like a wound that had been cut by a knife, and the sore was still rotting and bleeding white pus, so she had a high fever.

This is obviously fatal for a prostitute - some of the regular customers who used to come have not come for a long time.

She also felt like she was going to die. ”

"Xena, you should probably go out and get out of here and find an old abandoned building, or a bridge hole. Or go to the church of mercy and see if the priest of the church is willing to have mercy on you, instead of lying on the couch of this landlord and waiting for you to die, or if the couch collapses, you need to pay compensation to the damned, fat man covered in fat. ”

I don't know when,

The pompous screams in the living room and bedroom room have disappeared,

The guests who were driven by desire and left out of fear have fled in a hurry,

The young prostitute in the bedroom just casually gave her clothes and walked out with a cigarette in her mouth.

Senassh, who heard the voice, opened her eyes from her trance and saw that the young prostitute was stepping on the cigarette butt,

From a luxury bag next to him, which did not fit in this accommodation, he took out a lipstick and smeared it on his mouth.

“…… Belinda, maybe you should save up some savings. ”

Senna made a faint sound in her throat, her gaze resting on the luxury bag.

"And then like you? Sick and dying on the landlord's couch, still thinking about the scenery of his youth before he died? ”

Belinda sneered at Senna.

“…… Prostitutes don't deserve to be old, you know, Sena. When I'm old, I'll die, instead of struggling here like you. ”

"You can't go to heaven by committing suicide."

Senna said.

"Ha, you still believe in God and the Lord...... Oh my God. My Lord, here is yet another old, sold, sordid whore who sells her body believes in you...... I think this is a blasphemy against you, punish her quickly! ”

Belinda seemed to hear the funniest thing and said exaggeratedly.

Senna didn't have much strength, didn't speak again, and leaned back on the couch.

"Take it! Remember, it's not your God for you, it's another whore who sold her body for money! ”

Belinda also laughed at Senna, but took out all the cash from the extravagant bag and threw it on Senna.

Senna opened her eyes and looked at Belinda, saying nothing.

Belinda sneered again, turned and left,

Just because another guest came to the door.

Senna turned her head and looked hard,

It was a fifty or sixty-year-old man, with a smile on his face, his eyes staring at Belinda, and there was undisguised desire in his eyes.

Pot-bellied, and the flesh on the belly shakes loosely as soon as it moves.

That's the director of the welfare home in the nearby slum neighborhood.

Senna remembered that she had received him when she was younger, but now, the guest walked towards Belinda with a smile,

By the way, bypassed Sena, who was lying on the sofa.

Belinda greeted the man full of desire into the bedroom,

It didn't take long for Belinda's pompous shouts to be heard.

At the same time there was the man's voice,

The man always likes to brag about her career and exploits with prostitutes,

It was the same when I used to be with Senna,

He would say how great his welfare home was,

By the way, he talked about his great dream of opening welfare homes in every slum.

The prostitute is always achimed,

But as far as Sena knows, the welfare home is about to go bankrupt.

Otherwise, the man wouldn't have been running here to find these filthy skins.

You can always find something cleaner.

……

"Crackling ......"

Ji Zhuo crackled and tapped on the keyboard, writing the content of the 'Lust' chapter.

I don't know when the sky outside the house has gradually darkened,

Ji Zhuo stayed in the study for another afternoon,

However, there is also a lot of new content in the 'Lust' chapter, lines of English words, words and sentences covering the original blank pages of the codeword software,

The story continues to progress as the words emerge.

“…… Senna lay on the couch, unwilling to move, not knowing whether she had completely lost her strength or was willing to die like this. She didn't even pick up the money she had on her. ”

At this time, the sunlight outside the window reflected on Sena lying on the sofa through the window, and the sunlight even made Sena feel a little warm.

Senna reopened her eyes and looked out the window.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door on the other side.

"Knock knock...... Knock knock ......"

"The knock is small, weak, and regular, and it seems that the timidity of the knocker can be heard."

Senna turned her head, coming here, there were very few people knocking on the door.

"The man who is full of primitive desires, who does not hide his naked desires, never knocks on the door."

"Who's coming?"