He looked up.

Wang Li frowned: "The tripartite investigation team has arrived in the UK, and our evidence has been submitted to the London court. But Dr. Caleb has just sent me a personal message, and the British side does not want to return the letter to us, so we must be prepared for the other side to turn the other cheek. ”

Lao Zhuang Qi said: "Dr. Caleb has been unkind for so many years, and this time he actually stood on our side in private?" ”

Bai Xinshu remembered the mahjong table that symbolized the friendship between China and the United States, and Zuo Youyou's poker diplomacy, and a little smile appeared on his face.

Lao Zhuang is quite optimistic: "If you want me to see, Dr. Caleb is also too worried, our evidence is ironclad, even if Britain turns its face, it's useless?" ”

Wang Li frowned: "The game between the two parties, don't look at the light on the lips, there are endless methods in secret." I'm really not sure. ”

As he spoke, Wang Li looked at Bai Xinshu: "Cultural relics lawsuit, please be sure to join us in the UK." ”

Bai Xinshu did not hesitate: "The day of the trial is coming soon, and I will prepare quickly." ”

After the meeting, Bai Xinshu saw a missed call from Zuo Youyou on his phone.

"Boss." Zuo Youyou got straight to the point, "The books we sold have already preliminarily covered the printing cost!" ”

Saying that, Zuo Youyou told Bai Xinshu the whole thing, as it was.

Bai Xinshu was surprised: "You can even handle Xiao Gong Gong?" ”

Zuo Youyou said shamelessly: "Probably I'm cute." ”

Bai Xinshu remembered Xiao Gonggong's poisonous tongue and was silent.

Zuo Youyou continued: "We have excess profits, which can be used as packaging funds!" It's a profit to be able to sell more copies! ”

Bai Xinshu: "Can this still be sold?" ”

Zuo Youyou was elated: "Yes!" Let's make blind boxes! ”

Bai Xin Tree: "...... What box? ”

Zuo Youyou was elated: "Lucky bags are also done!" ”

Bai Xin Tree: "...... What bag? ”

Zuo Youyou was elated: "Then I'll be busy!" ”

Bai Xin Shu: "? ”

Bai Xin felt that things were becoming magical.

He was just busy with Xinlingyi's project, and Zuo Youyou solved the return?

For the first time in his life, the staunch atheist Kashiwa Xinshu developed a mystical interest in metaphysics.

Is Zuo Youyou the reincarnation of a lucky cat?!

The next day, Bai Xinshu got on a plane to the UK, and Zuo Youyou also flew to Nanjing with the ancient books-

Pendulum! Earth! Spread out!

In response to Xiao Gonggong's words, Zuo Youyou really set his sights on setting up a stall, no, the book fair.

The Ancient Books Center packed a batch of lucky bags and blind boxes with Jian Xingzhou's schoolbooks, and went to participate in the Nanjing Book Fair, where they all turned into small booksellers and launched fierce commercial competition with brother publishing houses.

For example, Zuo Youyou, who was upgraded to the "responsible editor of a Harvard University scholar", has a hard waist, and his voice is three points louder than that next door, and he has gained countless eyes for a while.

The book fair was lively.

Bai Xinshu is in the UK, but he still sent Zuo Youyou a WeChat message: "I'll give you a small gift, you now go to the stall of the Shida Society." ”

Hey?

Zuo Youyou ran to the bookstall next door with great interest, and a young man looked at her playfully several times.

"Here you go." He handed over a beautifully wrapped package, "Xin Shu sent you." ”

What is it?

Zuo Youyou was a little excited in his heart.

The ghost made a miracle, she didn't go back to Huaxia Shulin's stall, and hid in the stairwell to unpack the package by herself.

She has selfish intentions for this joy and doesn't want to share it.

Take out a book, the English version of "Ideal Country".

A question mark slowly appeared above Zuo Youyou's head.

Very good. Man, you managed to get my attention.

Is this a gift?

Isn't this a test of leadership?

Zuo Youyou chewed on the book with tears.

Bai Xinshu sent her a WeChat message: "Do you like it? ”

Zuo Youyou said: "It looks like Socrates is a good record. ”

The dialog box of the Kashimi tree keeps saying "The other party is typing......

Zuo Youyou continued: "They have been debating - arguing - debating. ”

Bai Xinshu was silent for a long time, and sent a message: "I thought you liked Socrates. ”

The forced force that had been pretended to suddenly attack Zuo Youyou, and Zuo Youyou was excited: "What I like is Plato." ”

Perkins: "So you like Plato's Socrates. ”

Zuo Youyou: "Uh...... Well. ”

Bai Xin Tree: "Then you have to look at the ancient Greek to have the flavor of Plato." I see an ideal country that sells ancient Greek and Latin editions, and I will send it to you! ”

Zuo Youyou: "...... Yes? ”

Bai Xinshu asked softly, "Do you want the German version?" Ancient Greek needs to be read in German, right? ”

Zuo Youyou choked up.

Halfway through the book fair, the blind boxes and lucky bags of the little yellow book sold even better than expected.

"I don't understand why you have to make me dress so formally." Jian Xingzhou pulled the white shirt on his body and complained, holding a stack of books in his hand, and his figure was handsome.

"This is the suit I chose for you." Zuo Youyou Nunu mouthed, "Look, our booth has the most readers—it's all your credit!" ”

A girl happened to come over and said, "Hello, my first love Bai Yueguang, shall we take a photo?" ”

Jian Xing has been trained by an endless stream of people asking for a group photo. He subconsciously stood in a military posture, behaved as a humanoid prop, and several girls happily helped him take photos, buy books, and leave.

Jian Xingzhou's face stiffened: "Ridiculous, ridiculous!" What is the first love Bai Yueguang, you are objectifying-"

Zuo Youyou patted him on the shoulder deeply: "The business society objectifies everyone equally. ”

Jian Xingzhou was suspicious, and at this time, someone came over to ask for a group photo.

Jian Xingzhou, in order to sell books, eventually became a member of the academic proton group.

Zuo Youyou walked up to Lao Shi and Dr. Xia, and the three of them sat in rows, crossed Erlang's legs, and stood by to watch Jian Xingzhou being dragged into the group of enthusiastic readers.

Dr. Xia muttered, "Everyone loves White Moonlight. ”

Zuo Youyou's mobile phone vibrate, she took out her mobile phone, it was Jiang Shiqin:

"Zuozuo, did my book come out?"

"It was sent out the other day." Zuo Youyou called up the express applet, "Let me see where ......"

It stands to reason that the sample books sent to Harvard should have gone abroad.

"Huh?"

How can logistics be stuck in the transfer warehouse and remain motionless?

Jiang Shiqin was a little panicked: "Wait, it won't be lost, right?" ”

Zuo Youyou looked carefully and showed that his sample book had been in the transfer warehouse for three days.

She comforted Jiang Shiqin: "Don't be afraid, if you really lose it, I'll just send it to you again." ”

Hanging up Jiang Shiqin's phone, Zuo Youyou checked the inventory of East Asian economic history.

Boy.

I don't know if I don't check, but after checking, there are only 7 copies left in the inventory?

Zuo Youyou was shocked.

"Economic History of East Asia?" Xiao Gong Gong sucked boiling water on the other end of the phone, "It's not in storage." ”

"Teacher Gong, where did these books go?" Zuo Youyou was so anxious that he sweated, and asked in a low voice.

Xiao Gong Gong sipped boiling water: "You go and ask Director Huang, he slurred your brain?" ”

Zuo Youyou hurriedly called Director Huang, and Director Huang took a sip of Guangpu slowly: "Ah~East Asian economic history~It's been sold~Don't be too happy, oh you~"

Zuo Youyou's voice was raised: "Sold?" This has just been printed?! ”

"Hey~ The author is a professor at Harvard after all~ Go directly to the library and be surrounded by libraries all over the world~"

Zuo Youyou hung up the phone, his eyes straight.

If the sample book is lost like this, how can she change 200 copies to send to Jiang Shiqin?!

It's too late to reprint the process.

Zuo Youyou's head is as big as a bucket.