At this point, Fu Huaiyi asked curiously, "Yaoyao, how much money did you make?"
I have already collected five installments of money, which is of course a considerable amount.
Lin Yuyao gestured a number.
"Twenty thousand? So little?"
Lin Yuyao glared at him.
Fu Huaiyi asked again: "Two hundred thousand?"
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"Can you make a bold guess?"
Fu Huaiyi exclaimed: "Two million?"
Lin Yuyao nodded, "Not quite 200, but almost there."
Fu Huaiyi took a breath of cold air.
Even though he had seen a lot of money, he was still stunned.
"How can there be so much money? Are you sure?"
"How could this be wrong? We have already collected five installments of money so far."
"Well, then what?"
"The first issue was sold out with 200,000 copies, and then an additional 100,000 copies were added. The second issue, including the additional copies, totaled 400,000 copies. The third, fourth, and fifth issues all started with 500,000 copies, and then an additional 100,000 copies were added. All the books combined have sold nearly 2.5 million copies.
It costs 2.5 yuan per copy, and the printing cost is 50 cents. Then we give it to the bookseller at a 30% discount. Other costs are wages and taxes. There are only ten of us. How much salary can we get? Minus the dividends given to Sister Song, do the math and see if I have nearly two hundred in my hands, right? "
He was good at math and quickly worked out a rough estimate.
After deducting all the miscellaneous costs, it seems that I actually made a profit of 100 or 200 yuan.
"Is this how you make money?"
Lin Yuyao said modestly: "It's OK, it's the money I earned in half a year."
Fu Huaiyi: ββ¦β
βHave you made it to the top?β
"How is that possible? The best-selling magazines are from inland areas, whose monthly sales are over a million copies. We still have a lot of room for improvement compared to them."
"You've only been open for half a year. Once your reputation grows, a million in monthly sales won't be a dream."
"That being said, we still have to work very hard. It's the 1990s now, and the times are changing rapidly. There will be endless competitors, and we can be surpassed by others if we are not careful."
"Why are you so unconfident? I think you are the strongest competitor of this era."
Lin Yuyao was happy in her heart, but she still looked humble.
"Don't be too confident. You have to know that there are always people who are better than you. With so many opportunities, all kinds of talents will emerge like mushrooms after rain."
"No matter what happens, I found a treasure."
"The fortune teller said that I have a good life. My parents will support me at home, my wife will support me after I get married, and my children and grandchildren will support me in my old age. He also said that even if I do nothing in my life, I will not have to worry about food and clothing when I lie down. It seems that what he said is true."
Lin Yuyao glanced at him unhappily, "If you want to just lie there and do nothing, I won't give you any food."
"Yes, yes, I still can't just lie there and do nothing, otherwise I won't have any children or grandchildren to look after, right!"
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After the winter came, there was another heavy snowfall that lasted for the whole day.
They are holding their annual meeting today and the weather is fine.
The sun was shining and the snow had melted a lot, but it was even colder.
There are really too few of them. Including the aunties who cook and clean, there are only eleven people, and they can only sit at one table. How can this work?
In order to save face, Lin Yuyao specifically told them that they could bring their families.
Their family members have to work during the week and are only free on weekends.
So they chose a weekend to hold this annual meeting.
It was a rare day that Fu Huaiyi and his friends had a day off, so he called a few friends over to help her out.
Lin Yuyao called Lin Ping as well. Lin Ping applied for leave in advance and he also brought two classmates with him.
In addition, Fu Leyi also came, accompanied by two assistants and several people from the bookstore.
She said that if she let the three of them attend her annual meeting, she wouldn't have to treat them to separate meals.
Good.
Fu Leyi is very famous and is a well-known second-generation rich successor in the circle. Many people recognize her and start chatting with them as soon as they arrive.
The young stars I have worked with and their agents. People from the newspaper, publishing house, reporters... In total, there were more than a hundred people who came, almost all of whom were called by Chen Bingzhi.
Fu Huaiyi said that it would be right to leave this activity to Chen Bingzhi, which makes sense.
Otherwise, if she, a person with social anxiety, were asked to do it, she really wouldn't be able to do it.
She is suitable to be a mysterious and low-key boss behind the scenes.
After all the socializing, her palms were sweating.
Fu Huaiyi: "Is it so hot?"
"If it's not hot, why did he invite people from the Ministry of Culture?"
Fu Huaiyi took a look and said, "Oh, that's his aunt."
Lin Yuyao remembered that Chen Bingzhi had complained that his aunt and his mother didn't get along and were always quarreling.
"He does work for the Ministry of Culture and holds an important position. If you want to enter the film and television industry in the future, you will still need his approval."
Hearing this, Lin Yuyao picked up her glass and said, "I'll go have another drink with her."
Fu Huaiyi pulled her aside and said, "With Chen Bingzhi here, are you still afraid that you won't pass the trial?"
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Well, from now on, even if Chen Bingzhi doesn't work, she will have to treat him as a mascot.
While everyone was eating and drinking downstairs, Chen Bingzhi pulled Song Qin to the stage to host the show and he was in control of the situation with ease.
What did Song Qin say? They said that they were hosting the Children's Day event and couldn't attract adults.
Look, they are doing a pretty good job.
"Sis, I didn't expect you to play so big."
Lin Yuyao's smile froze, "What are you talking about, kid? What do you mean by play?"
Lin Ping slapped his lips and said, "I was wrong. I didn't expect your magazine to be so successful. You sold three million copies in half a year. Just thinking about it is an astronomical number. Is this true? You are not just making it up for the annual report, are you?"
Lin Yuyao: ββ¦β
You are wrong, and you think it is not wrong enough.
"You're just talking nonsense."
Fu Huaiyi knocked him down and said, "What are you talking about? Can you report such a number randomly? It's not too little."
Lin Ping swallowed his saliva and remained silent.
Itβs almost time. Chen Bingzhi on the stage invited Lin Yuyao to come on stage and speak.
She had already written the manuscript and memorized it by heart last night.
First, summarize the work, then look to the future and talk about the next development direction.
Finally, itβs all about thanks and gratitude.
I am grateful for the opportunities given by the times, for the help of my partners, and for the hard work of my employees.
To the bookseller representatives, I would like to thank our partners for their trust, which has enabled us to achieve a win-win situation.
Of course, what I am most grateful for is the trust of the leaders of the Publishing Bureau of the Ministry of Culture and the love of book lovers.
Finally, I would like to express special thanks to Chen Bingzhi for hosting this annual meeting and giving everyone an opportunity to get together.
Although she has some social anxiety and cannot perform well in real situations, fortunately her mind is active when it is late at night and everyone is asleep.
The speech written in advance won applause from the audience.
The annual meeting went smoothly and ended perfectly.
The guests were sent away one after another, and only our own people were left.
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