""White Deer Plain", it's been many years, right? There should be no inventory, how did you kid find so many? ”

Peng Yongjin came back from smoking and saw the stack of "White Deer Plain" that Yang Xin had moved out, and he picked up a copy with some surprise and flipped through it.

"I didn't expect it at first, but I saw a copy of Mr. Ouyang Shan's "Bitter Fight", and I pulled it out and wanted to flip through it, and I accidentally saw these "White Deer Plain" piled up behind. And, Brother Peng, I counted it, and there are eighty copies of it! ”

Yang Xin picked up the red cover of "Bitter Fight" that he put aside and compared it to Peng Yongjin.

Looking at this young man's thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a sincere face, it was difficult for Peng Yongjin to have any doubts.

Peng Yongjin flipped through "White Deer Plain", just puzzled how there were so many copies of this version of "White Deer Plain" left in his sample library.

"Well, it's not like a book, it's not stamped underneath, and there's no label on the cover. And if you want to read a sample book, you won't keep so many copies until now......"

Peng Yongjin inspected the book in his hand several times from the outside to the inside, from the inside to the outside, and suddenly, his eyes lingered on the copyright page.

"Brother Peng, what do you think might be the reason for keeping it?"

Yang Xin followed Peng Yongjin's words, and at the same time, he was also looking for an opportunity to put forward his ideas.

"I don't know exactly why, but it may be that I want to keep it for libraries in various places, or it may be that it was kept for other purposes at the time. More than ten years have passed, and the people at that time retired and retired, and those who were transferred away, how can we still find out what is the reason for retaining? ”

What Peng Yongjin said seemed to be meaningful.

"Yes, fourteen years! In 2004, the Chinese library version was published, and I read that these books are in very good condition. It's been so many years, and it's all the same as new, and the paper on the inner pages is white and clean, not yellowed at all. The paper I used back then was amazing! ”

Yang Xin admired from the bottom of his heart.

He also flipped through the book just now, the quality of this batch of Chinese library editions of "White Deer Plain" is indeed very good, the hardcover cover is almost not damaged or stained, and more importantly, the inner pages, they still retain the appearance of fourteen years ago, white and smooth, neither yellowing nor mildew!

Compared with the light paper that is now flooded, this "White Deer Plain" is obviously more suitable for collection!

"Hehe, the quality must be good, look at this, touch what kind of noodles it is."

Peng Yongjin opened the outer cover of the cover, revealing the gray-blue bookcase inside, and showed it to Yang Xin.

"Hey, this is cloth, Brother Peng, there are surprises in this book!"

Yang Xin reached out and touched it, and then looked at Peng Yongjin in surprise.

He really didn't know that there was a Qiankun hidden under the white cover of the Chinese library.

"It's really cloth, it's better than the texture of many plastic imitation cloths now, I don't know how many times."

A smug look flashed on Peng Yongjin's face.

"What a good book...... Brother Peng, you said, can it be sold in our live broadcast room? In our live broadcast of this issue, there is such a treasure in the book list! ”

Yang Xin saw the opportunity.

Although he doesn't know what story Peng Yongjin has with this book for the time being, it is clear that Peng Yongjin should be familiar with this book. To be more precise, he is familiar with this version of "White Deer Plain"!

Otherwise, Peng Yongjin had just started this book, and Yang Xin hadn't seen him open the cover to check it, how could he be so clear about the material of the book case inside?

"Just these dozens of books, sell them in your live broadcast room? Is the amount too small? ”

The change in Peng Yongjin's tone before and after the two sentences made Yang Xin more firm in his judgment.

"Not a lot, not a lot. Brother Peng, our live broadcast room, today is the premiere, and we just need such a good book as "White Deer Plain" to attract traffic and bring heat. Look, as soon as the audience heard that in the live broadcast room of our Beijing Literature Publishing House, you can still buy "White Deer Plain" published 14 years ago, and it is a brand-new genuine book with super good quality and quality, so why don't you go around to help us promote it and attract more literature lovers to buy books in our live broadcast room? ”

He struck while the iron was hot and said to Peng Yongjin.

"And it's out of print! This version of "White Deer Plain" is impossible for you to buy outside, unless you buy second-hand. ”

Peng Yongjin tapped his fingers lightly on the book in front of him and added one to Yang Xin.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Yang Xin's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took out a small notebook from his pocket and recorded it on it.

"It's a pity to keep such a good book here."

Peng Yongjin waited for Yang Xin to record his words, but seeing Yang Xin's serious expression, he suddenly said something meaningful.

"Yes, Brother Peng, isn't our mission as publishers to dig up excellent cultural works, then publish them into books, and then deliver them to readers who like it and love it?"

Yang Xin's generous statement did not make Peng Yongjin reveal more truth.

Don't look at Yang Xin's shouting "Brother Peng" and "Brother Peng" so hotly, in fact, in terms of age, Peng Yongjin, who is already in his fifties, is older than Yang Xin's parents.

It may have been just because of the momentary emotional turmoil just now that Yang Xin saw the change in his expression, he really wanted to be inspired by this hairy boy with such a rough chicken soup, and Peng Yongjin also wasted that he had eaten so much salt.

"The process still has to go, you go and fill out an application, and then your director approves it, and then bring a few people down to carry the book."

Peng Yongjin patted Yang Xin on the shoulder, and after Yang Xin left, he returned to the stuffy sample book library, and the look in his eyes dimmed again.

......

"What do you mean in a message? When did you go to Peng Yongjin and ask for a batch of books? ”

At noon, when eating in the staff canteen on the first floor, Ke Jialin took the plate and sat next to him angrily.

"Just now, I ran up and down several times, and it was not easy to get it. Sister Jiajia, you see, fifty copies of "White Deer Plain", hardcover books in very good condition, and they are all out of print, this will be the finale of our live broadcast at that time! ”

Yang Xin picked up the "White Deer Plain" that he was going to keep reading as a sample book beside him and showed it to her like a treasure.

"Haven't we already decided what books we're going to talk about in the afternoon? Add a copy temporarily, how will you talk about it then? I haven't seen "White Deer Plain"! ”

Although Ke Jialin took the book, she glared at Yang Xin angrily.

"I'll just talk about "White Deer Plain", don't worry, I am very familiar with this book, and I read it back and forth several times when I was in college. Give me a noon time and I'll be able to write the manuscript. Of course, I blamed me for this, and suddenly I knew that there was such a batch of books, so I rushed to apply for it, and I didn't tell you in advance. Sister Jiajia, as an aparation, I will invite you to eat barbecue after the broadcast tonight. ”

Yang Xin's tone gave Ke Jialin a feeling of confidence, and also soothed her frowning brows slightly.

"You're an intern anchor, why do you want to treat yourself every day? Besides, if our live broadcast goes smoothly today, shouldn't it be Zhou Po's treat? He's our team leader. ”

"Don't say that, Brother Zhou doesn't raise his salary when he is our team leader, and there are more things than before. Everyone is working for our media center. ”

"Then you mean to let Sister Jun hold a celebration banquet for us!"

"Well, I don't dare say that."

Ke Jialin has the straightforward personality of a Beijing person, and when chatting with Yang Qian, she also felt more relaxed inexplicably and was not too worried about saying the wrong thing. is that Yang Xin is often made to cry and laugh by her.