Wednesday, January 22nd.

For Chen Wen, Su Kangkang and Su Qianqian, today is a busy day, and everyone has their own tasks.

Chen Wen and Su Kangkang first had to go to the printing workshop to print the third batch of books, and they also had to go to the Institute of Physical Education and the Polytechnic University to sell books.

Su Qianqian had the penultimate final exam this afternoon, and she originally planned to make lunch for her younger brother and Chen Wen at noon before going back to school, but after the events of the early morning, Su Qianqian felt that she didn't know how to face Chen Wen, so she left early in the morning.

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At eight o'clock in the morning, Chen Wen woke up naturally, and Su Kangkang was still sleeping.

Chen Wen came downstairs, walked through the kitchen, first went to the bathroom to put water, and then returned to the kitchen to wash.

On the faucet of the kitchen sink, there was a note: There are porridge and steamed buns in the pot, I went back to school, and I came back on Saturday, shallow.

Beautiful font, as beautiful as Su Qianqian.

Chen Wen picked up the note, smelled it, and seemed to feel quite fragrant.

After the sudden fragrance that happened in the early hours of the morning, Chen Wen didn't know how he should face Su Qianqian today, pretending that nothing had happened, or being more intimate.

Now that Su Qianqian left home and returned to school early, he did Chen Wen a small favor, and the little entanglement in Chen Wen's heart can be ignored for the time being. Through such a small decision to leave early, Su Qianqian's intelligence and thoughtfulness made Chen Wen feel cared for by girls, which felt really good.

Putting down the note, Chen Wen opened the cauldron on the stove, a bunch of steamed buns were placed on the steaming drawer, and below was half a pot of porridge. Chen Wen served himself a bowl of porridge, picked up a steamed bun and nibbled on it.

There are a lot of things today, Chen Wen thought about it for a while, and while eating steamed buns, he ran upstairs to wake up Su Kangkang.

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At nine o'clock, with the original manuscript of "President One", the brothers went out and took the bus to Minhang.

About three minutes later, Chen Wen came to the door of the printing workshop for the third time, and Su Kangkang followed the old rules of the cat at the bus stop after the intersection turned.

It was still the door opened by Boss Wang.

After Chen Wen entered the door, Boss Wang spoke first: "Brother, you come to my office and wait for a while, I have a guest here, and I will leave immediately." ”

Chen Wen nodded, and entered the simple office with an area of only a few square meters, and there was a person in his fifties in the room.

Chen Wen and the old man glanced at each other, didn't speak, and found a stool to sit down.

After a while, Boss Wang came in and said to the old man: "Old Wang, all your books have been moved to the tricycle for you, 1,000 copies, a total of 1,200 yuan, you give me the remaining 800 yuan." ”

The old man took out eight blue bills from his arms and handed them to Boss Wang.

Boss Wang collected the money, and the old man went out and rode on a human tricycle parked in the yard, and the back bucket of the carriage was filled with bundles of books, which were tightly wrapped with kraft paper.

Boss Wang took off the latch, opened the two iron doors, and the old man rode away.

Chen Wen felt that his guess was correct, this Boss Wang's piracy circle, all of them said that his surname was Wang.

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Locking the door, Boss Wang returned to the office.

Chen Wen said: "Boss Wang, I came today to print the book, or that book, I want 500 copies today." ”

Boss Wang smiled, didn't speak, found a cup, poured a glass of water and handed it to Chen Wen.

Boss Wang stared at Chen Wen for a long time, and then said, "Brother, let's talk about the book printing later, let's talk about something else first." ”

Chen Wen asked, "Boss Wang, please advise." ”

Boss Wang said: "Your book is selling well." ”

Chen Wen said: "It's okay, it's okay. ”

Boss Wang said seriously: "I want to buy your original manuscript, if you can, please make a price." ”

Chen Wen said: "I have no idea of selling the manuscript for the time being. ”

Boss Wang said: "Brother, don't be in a hurry to refuse me. Do you know who that old man is?"

Chen Wen asked, "Who?"

Boss Wang said: "The thousand books he just took away are yours!"

Chen Wen looked surprised.

Boss Wang took out two books from the drawer and handed them to Chen Wen: "Brother, take a look at these two books, you will understand." ”

Chen Wen took it and looked at the cover, two copies of the same "President One", one of which had a better printing effect, and the other half was worse, the text was slightly blurry, and the non-text area had dark marks of ink that were deep or light, or wide and narrow.

Open the inner page, and the contrast is also obvious. The first book is relatively refreshing and clean, and the second book is a little unacceptable to Chen Wen, the dirty printing effect, irregularly distributed on each page with dark marks of ink of different depths, widths and shapes, which is called Uncle Xiaohuang, it is simply a small dirty book.

Chen Wen looked up and asked, "What's the situation?" ”

Boss Wang said: "The book in your left hand is printed with your original manuscript as the bottom plate. The book on your right hand is printed on the plate of this book in your left hand. The old man just now took away the book in your right hand. ”

Chen Wen said: "Boss Wang, you are not kind, pirate my book." ”

Boss Wang smiled: "Brother, you know the rules of our industry, others bring samples over, and we print books according to the samples, this is the rule." ”

Boss Wang picked up the kettle, refilled Chen Wen's water, and continued: "The book in your left hand was bought by someone else from you, he took this book to me and asked me to copy it for him, I will do things for him according to the rules, I have no problem here." ”

Chen Wen thought to himself, sure enough, piracy came as scheduled, which was expected by Chen Wen. These days, I sell books in front of several universities, and there are some vendors among the buyers, and they see business opportunities here, which is too normal.

Chen Wen asked, "Boss Wang, what do you suggest for the next business between us?"

Boss Wang smiled: "So I advised you just now, don't refuse me in a hurry." I mean, I'll buy your manuscript for the good of you and for me. ”

Chen Wen said: "For example?"

Boss Wang explained: "I bought your manuscript, so that others ask me to print the book, and the book I print is clean and refreshing, which must be the best, and everyone likes to read it the most." ”

After lighting a cigarette, Boss Wang continued to explain: "Everyone knows that this book sells well, even if I don't print it for them, they will find other places to print it." With a sample print, the effect must be much worse. Take your manuscript and print it, and the effect will be much better. When the time comes, slowly, others will only recognize me here, and they will all come to me to seal. ”

Chen Wen had already understood at this time that the people in the entire bookstall market had noticed their books, and they couldn't monopolize the business, so it was better to sell the manuscripts, and at the same time they could continue to sell books.

Thinking of this, Chen Wen said: "Boss Wang is really calculating. So how much are you going to buy my manuscripts? ”

Boss Wang took a deep puff of cigarette, snorted, and said, "I'll give you an overall price." This is the first volume of your book, right, how many original manuscripts do you have?"

Chen Wen said: "For the time being, there is only the first volume, a total of four volumes, and I have not yet received the original manuscript for the remaining three volumes. ”

Boss Wang said: "I want to buy the first manuscript for 3,000 yuan. For each subsequent volume, add another 500 yuan. Book 2, 3,05, Book 3, 4,000, Book 4, 4,500. ”

Chen Wen drank water.

Boss Wang continued: "In the future, if you print books, you will come to me, no matter how many copies you print, one, a hundred, or a thousand, all of them will be counted as one dollar." ”

Chen Wen thought about it for a while, and the offer given by Boss Wang was not bad. Anyway, the whole market will be flooded with all kinds of pirated "President", all I can do is to sell books with Kang Kang, and now I have the opportunity to make an extra amount of money to sell the original manuscript, which is completely acceptable.

Thinking of this, Chen Wen said: "Boss Wang, I agree with you, just come at the price you said!"

Boss Wang's smile became even brighter: "Okay, your manuscript will be left with me, and I will buy yours for 3,000 yuan." Today's 500 copies, calculated as one dollar, a total of 500 yuan. I won't take your deposit, and I don't want you to pay the balance, deduct it from 3,000 yuan, and I'll give you 2,500 yuan now. ”

After speaking, Boss Wang counted out 2,500 yuan from his purse and handed it to Chen Wen.

Boss Wang said: "It's more than ten o'clock now, I will immediately ask the workers to help you do things, and at twelve o'clock at noon, you will come to pick up the goods." ”

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Layman's Words:

A reader left a message reminding me that the actor Chen Wen took the original manuscript to print the book, and his handwriting would spread all over the world, and he would be developed in the future, which would be a hidden danger.

This reader is right, the problem of handwriting is a preset hole in the structure of the book, and it will cause problems for the male protagonist in the future.

This trouble will definitely work. But what about this trouble, it can be big or small, and the protagonist will have a way to solve it.

The layman had already conceived of this piece, but he hadn't written that far ahead.