It turns out that in Director Qin's mind, 20,000 copies is just the lower limit.
"Teacher Qin, I think we can be a little bolder."
"Well, you say!"
"One million copies, how about that...?"
“Cough cough cough cough…”
Director Qin choked on the cigarette in his hand and pointed at Zhang Hongcheng with a smile.
"You're quite boastful, but have you considered that our school only has so much money. If we put it all in, we can only publish 60,000 or 70,000 copies."
"Ahem, ahem, ahem. Even if I wanted to embezzle all of it, the school leaders wouldn't allow it."
Zhang Hongcheng smiled modestly.
"I think if it works well, we might not need to spend a penny from the school..."
Director Qin subconsciously glanced outside the door, picked up the teacup and drank tea to soothe his throat, while signaling Zhang Hongcheng to speak in a lower voice... and then continued.
"This is just my humble opinion. Teacher Qin, please help me appreciate it. As for the book, we should let Minzu University's publishing house publish it. However, we can let Xinhua Bookstore underwrite the publishing costs."
Director Qin took a sip of tea, looking thoughtful.
"If we really do what you say, we can get Xinhua Bookstore to underwrite one million copies. Although our profits may be a little less, we will get our money back the fastest."
"But with such a large amount, even if all our school leaders came forward and even asked the leaders of the department to help intercede, I'm afraid Xinhua Bookstore would not agree..."
"Teacher Qin, what I want is for Xinhua Bookstore to come to us and ask for help..."
"Hmm?! What's the plan?"
“That’s what I think…”
Forty minutes later, Director Qin, with a look of surprise on his face, smiled and gave a thumbs up.
"Good boy, the young are really formidable!"
"Don't worry, I'll arrange the teachers for these subjects."
Director Qin, excited, grabbed the red plum on the table and prepared to smoke another one.
Eh? Why is there only one left?
Then he saw three fresh cigarette butts in the ashtray next to Zhang Hongcheng.
----It seems that a student said forty minutes ago that he never smokes!
"According to your plan, we need to print out a few hundred samples first."
"I don't think you need to find another way. I'll file a report right away to apply for some funds..."
A humble smile appeared on Zhang Hongcheng's face again.
"Really, no need. I met several senior students at the reopening celebration a while ago. One of them runs a printing factory. It's just a few hundred books. It shouldn't be a big problem to get the goods first and pay later."
Director Qin seemed a little hesitant.
"It's just the price of a few hundred books. Although we at Minzu University aren't wealthy, if we were to trouble former students for such a small sum..."
How could Zhang Hongcheng not understand Director Qin's concerns?
As teachers, Director Qin and his colleagues would not ask that senior brother for help just to save a little money.
"There's no need for the teachers to help. Just open the letter of introduction and let me go."
Director Qin rubbed his brows, shook his head slightly, and put the last red plum in his mouth.
"We old guys don't show up, but we use the name of the student union? I'm afraid we're looking down on them!"
Zhang Hongcheng smiled and helped Director Qin light his cigarette.
"How can we use the Student Union's name? I think we shouldn't use your seal or the Student Union's seal on this letter of introduction. Let's use the Alumni Association's..."
Director Qin stared at the student in front of him with wide eyes, as if he was looking at a fox that had become a spirit.
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