Chapter 81: "Understanding the Meaning" sold out in one day

The boss overheard the conversation between the two girls and picked up a book called "Jie Yi" to study it carefully.

The magazine still maintains its flashy style, with the entire cover filled with flowers, with only the model's face highlighted in the middle.

He took one look and hissed.

He is a middle-aged man with somewhat conservative ideas. He hates the cowardly young actors who are popular nowadays the most. He thinks they are unmanly because they cannot carry anything on their shoulders or hands. But it is strange that this model does not look weak even though she is surrounded by clusters of delicate flowers.

His eyebrows, eyes and facial features are impeccable according to the old-fashioned aesthetic. He looks very young, but has already begun to show masculine charm. He is neither charming nor seductive, and his temperament is just right. His pair of alluring peach blossom eyes can make people feel warm.

It’s no wonder that the little girl was attracted by his looks. Even an old man was amazed by his outstanding looks.

He walked into the pavilion with the magazines, glanced at the colorful magazines crowded together, thought for a moment, picked up the standing bookshelves and arranged them in a row, and placed the "Jie Yi" copies one by one on them and stood them up.

After doing all this, the school bell rang, and the students rushed into the campus. Soon the school gate was empty.

It was not until the noon bell rang and the day students came out to eat that the shops at the school gate became busy again.

The two little girls who had just taken two magazines in the morning ran to the newsstand hand in hand. Their eyes lit up when they saw the "Jie Yi" magazines standing in a row.

"Boss, give me five more copies of Jie Yi." The girl with short hair handed over the money for seven magazines.

The boss took the money with a smile and said, "Is it for a classmate?"

"Yes." The short-haired girl lowered her head and glanced at the cover. It was unclear whether she was running or shy. Her cheeks were as bright as the sunset, her eyes were bright, and she smiled, looking like a girl in love.

The boss, understanding the situation, handed the magazine over and said casually, "The model on the cover is quite pretty this time. No wonder it's selling so well."

The short-haired girl blushed even more, but said very restrainedly: "Many of my classmates also said it was very beautiful, and they asked me to bring it in."

The boss got the expected answer and was very satisfied. "Isn't it? I was saying that you only brought one or two books before. This is the first time I see you bring so many."

The short-haired girl nodded modestly, put the magazine in her schoolbag, and left with her companion.

I don’t know if it was because he placed the "Jie Yi" magazines in a particularly eye-catching row, but during the short one-hour lunch break, many waves of students came, and the first magazine they picked up was "Jie Yi".

He then uses the profound language and adds a little artistic processing, and eight out of ten people will buy a copy to take away.

This was especially true in the afternoon after school, when groups of female students would flock to his newsstand, just to buy "Jie Yi".

The goods that arrived in the morning were sold out in an instant. In the end, there were still a few girls who couldn’t buy anything. They were disappointed and begged him to send more goods, and they would definitely come to buy them.

The boss touched his forehead and was amazed. He had been selling the magazine "Jie Yi" for three years. It was very popular among students and the sales volume was very stable. He calculated the stock every time he purchased it, but this was the first time that it was sold out on the first day.

He took out his cell phone to order more stock, but when he called, he was told that the remaining magazines had been ordered half an hour ago. The supply was tight and it was uncertain when they would be available.

The boss stood there, so shocked that he could fit an egg in his mouth.

"Jie Yi" has had stable sales for three years, but suddenly it sold out on the first day of its release?

Why?

Because of a cover model???

The boss slapped his thigh immediately, shocked and regretful.

He was surprised because he had a rare moment of keen intuition and realized that this magazine should be able to make a small fortune with the cover model. He regretted that he was hesitant and indecisive, and missed the opportunity of making money by just half an hour.

The boss flipped through his address book, suppressed his excitement, and thought about who else he could contact to get some goods.

But I called everywhere and talked my mouth off, but there was still no product.

There is no stock. Only this many magazines were printed in the first batch, and they will be gone once they are all bought.

Those with a keen sense of smell and strong insight started picking them as early as the morning. By the evening, the day lilies were cold and not even a shell was left.

The boss sighed, sat down on the bench, and hunched his back, as if he had suddenly become much more aged.

Alas, life is just destiny.

He just doesn't have that kind of luck.

He raised his head and saw the clerk of the Xinhua Bookstore opposite looking at him from afar through the glass door. He seemed to be deeply puzzled by his sighing posture, and his clear eyes revealed ignorance and stupidity.

The boss smiled bitterly, comforting himself that at least he had a business sense, and that the Xinhua Bookstore across the street probably didn't even know the news.

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The new issue of "Jie Yi" was sold out on the first day of its release. Suppliers and distributors from all over the country reported back and asked for an urgent reprint. When the news reached the editor-in-chief of the magazine, he even scratched his ears, suspecting that he had heard it wrongly.

"Sold out on the first day?" He put down his teacup and solemnly put on his glasses. "Are you sure?"

"It's absolutely true. Just as I arrived, the factory called twice, asking us whether we want to print more copies. If we do, we should decide quickly, because if we are any later, the factory will close." said the executive editor.

"Add! Why not?" The editor-in-chief immediately called Cui Shao and said while waiting for the call to be connected, "Let me call and ask. Tell them not to leave work yet and print it first."

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Gu Nan was unaware of the popularity of the magazine which was sold out on the first day of its release.

At the beginning, Cui Shao and Yao Lu told them that the model for the short story had been confirmed, but the cover model was still under discussion. Gu Nan and Lin Jingchun both thought that this was just an excuse to make both parties look better, and they had no hope for the book cover at all.

It was not until three days after the new issue of the magazine was on the market that they received the sample issue and remittance slip sent by the magazine that they realized that they had told the truth.

Lin Jingchun really appeared on the cover of the book "Jie Yi".

Gu Nan stroked the smooth and flat cover over and over again, with a look of amazement in his eyes that was particularly bright.

A perfect face can only be highlighted by high-definition close-up shots. The entire cover is a close-up of the face, with each eyelash clearly visible and the skin texture clearly visible. She looks like a beautiful thug.

Who would have thought that Lin Jingchun, who tossed around in the kitchen all day and was covered in fumes, was no worse than a well-trained professional model in front of the harsh camera.

The amount on the remittance slip sent by the magazine was also different from what was originally agreed upon. It was higher than the original amount, and much higher.

Gu Nan had a vague guess in his mind, but he did not rush to verify it. Instead, he lay on the sofa and leisurely read the short story filmed by Lin Jingchun.

Well, the description is delicate, and the writing is filled with a faint sadness. I feel empty inside after reading it. There is no sweetness at all, only broken glass. The essence of the painful literature of youth is captured firmly.

When Lin Jingchun came back, she threw herself on him and said with a smile, "There is one good news and one good news. Which one do you want to hear first?"