Chapter 86 Thanks to you, I lost money
Following "Jie Yi", Lin Jingchun shot for three magazines in succession, and was on the cover of each one.
The magazine editor knew that Lin Jingchun had taken on another photo shoot. In order to avoid conflicting schedules with other magazines, after careful consideration, he decided to postpone his cover to December at the end of the year.
If everything goes well, Lin Jingchun will have signed a contract with Cui Shao's company by then. As the company's first and only model, she will have created a sales miracle by selling out the magazine in one day. Cui Shao will definitely support her.
A few months was enough for him to stand out from the endless stream of new models and become a star.
If he works hard then, he will surely create another miracle and get a generous bonus, hehe.
Half a month later, the magazines shot by Lin Jingchun were released on the market one after another.
This month, there are two magazines competing for the same track: a news documentary magazine and a comprehensive periodical magazine. Their readerships are different, but the overlap is also very wide. People who don't buy magazines often classify the two into the same category.
There is a bit of overt and covert competition between the two companies, not much, but they care about each other. This is the first time they use the same model, so if there is any disturbance, they will probably quarrel.
The two magazines went on sale on the same day, and almost all the magazines that had paid attention to Lin Jingchun or invited him but were rejected all watched and waited tacitly.
Lin Jingchun's face and figure are impeccable. Her first appearance as a book model caused a buying frenzy. This commercial value is indeed not to be underestimated, but that is only in the youth romance channel, where the readers are young and mostly female. It may not have such a good appeal in other types of magazines.
At the end of the first day, the magazine summarized the sales data overnight and compared it with previous data.
The results were surprising and delightful—
It has increased!
The increase is not as great as the one-day sell-out of "Jie Yi", but two percentage points is a terrifying number when put into the huge total sales, and this is only the first day.
The two families quickly held a meeting to discuss what measures to take to maximize Lin Jingchun's appeal.
Nowadays, most people who still insist on reading magazines and buying books are younger students and older middle-aged people. Young people in their twenties and thirties, on the contrary, prefer e-reading and surfing the Internet.
Considering the extent of Lin Jingchun's influence on purchasing power, it is inevitable that the younger readers will outnumber the older readers.
The next day, bookstores and newsstands near primary and secondary schools all put the two magazines printed with Lin Jingchun in a prominent position, and at the same time stimulated the micro-Lin Jingchun super topic to activate potential fans and readers. When the popularity came up, the two companies pooled some money to buy a small hot search to increase the attention.
Finally, we will speed up printing and increase online sales channels. We must squeeze out the long-tail effect brought about by this popularity. It usually takes half a month to sell, but this time we will sell it for a month. We will sell as much as we can.
After completing the entire process, a week after the previous issues of the magazine entered a sales slump, we actually experienced a small peak.
In the next half month, sales brought about by this wave of popularity remained high.
Some businesses even merged the two magazines and sold them at a profit, making many people who often buy magazines wonder how the two companies could suddenly cooperate.
The first battle was a success, and the second and third battles all achieved good results. The three magazines with different styles made Lin Jingchun's lethality and appeal amazing among the young readers.
After a month, Lin Jingchun's phone never stopped ringing. Almost every day, different magazines invited him to shoot covers, and they all came to eat meat because they smelled the meat.
Lin Jingchun gradually realized his own value and responded to the endless invitations very cautiously, but the long period of dealing with them made him a little tired.
During this period, several agencies offered to sign him, but he declined after just a few brief conversations.
Because no matter the conditions or sincerity, it was not as good as the draft contract Yao Lu gave him.
He was hesitating whether to contact Yao Lu again, but the other party actually flew from the capital to the new city.
She made an appointment with Lin Jingchun in advance, and then visited him with a fruit gift box.
Cui Shao came with her again. He was wearing a well-made custom-made suit, shiny leather shoes, neatly-tied tie and cufflinks, perfume, and his hair was combed meticulously. He didn't look tired or haggard from the long journey.
Yao Lu walked in front and knocked on the door to say hello, and he followed behind, looking at the small house critically.
The old house of dozens of square meters is cramped and narrow. It is difficult to move if you put more furniture in it. The low ceilings give people a very depressing feeling. When the curtains are drawn, it feels like an airtight concrete cage. It is hard for him to imagine that there are three people living in such a crowded house.
Lin Jingchun asked them to sit down, brought them a fruit plate, and asked them what drinks they would like.
Yao Lu was very polite, "Don't bother, we're all acquaintances, a glass of water will be enough."
Cui Shao didn't say anything, but glanced at the small coffee table in front of him. It was wiped clean, but there were a lot of small things underneath, making it look a bit messy.
Lin Jingchun brought water to the two of them, then sat down next to Gu Nan. He glanced at Cui Shao, who looked out of place in the environment, took a sip of water, and waited quietly for the other party's opening remarks.
Yao Lu started with a few casual words, then went straight to the point, "We came to Xincheng specifically to discuss cooperation with Jingchun. Jingchun's conditions are really excellent. It would be a pity for her to only be a print model and shoot covers."
Lin Jingchun was a straightforward person, and without beating around the bush, he said directly, "I've thought about signing the contract, but there are some conditions that I'm not satisfied with."
Upon hearing this, Yao Lu immediately said, "We can negotiate any conditions you have. We came to Xincheng with full sincerity this time, and we will not leave until we sign you."
Yao Lu is not a professional negotiator and can be easily manipulated at the negotiation table. Logically, she should not be the one to step in and recruit talents and sign contracts, but Cui Shao didn't know what he was thinking and let her reveal everything with just one sentence.
Cui Shao didn't say anything, and Gu Nan didn't say anything either, silently observing the expressions of the two people opposite him.
Cui Shao kept holding the cup to his mouth, but the water in the cup was actually not much less. He lowered his eyes, his expression was gloomy and unclear, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Yao Lu, on the other hand, leaned forward, one hand on the coffee table, her whole body almost leaning towards them. She looked extremely eager and excited, without any technique, just sincerity.
Halfway through her conversation, she felt that she was too far away from Lin Jingchun, so she took the initiative to leave the sofa, moved a chair and sat next to Lin Jingchun, pushed the notebook in front of him, and modified the contract while talking.
But the chair was too high and the coffee table was too low, so almost her entire upper body was pressed on her legs.
Seeing this, Gu Nan took the initiative to give up his seat and sat in Yao Lu's previous seat.
“Boom.”
Cui Shao finally put the cup down, and the glass touched the coffee table lightly, making a crisp sound.
Gu Nan glanced at him sideways.
Cui Shao tilted his head slightly, his cold glasses flickering under the light, making it impossible to see the expression in his eyes.
"Ms. Gu," he said for the first time tonight, "Thanks to you, I made a lot of money investing in games."
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