Wen Ying continued Song Shao's words and said, "Your uncle's 'Elope at Dawn' is selling so well that it's already been reprinted for the fourth time, with a total of 1.2 million copies sold?"
Song Foxiang's "Elope at Dawn" was not well received at first. The first print run was only 50,000 copies, with a single copy priced at 28 yuan, and the contract was signed with an 11% royalty.
Wen Ying helped promote the book on her blog, and it became a huge hit in the literary criticism circle, counterattacking the reader market from the critics.
The "Confessions of a Scumbag" style became popular, with the first reprint of 200,000 copies, the second reprint of 300,000 copies, the third reprint of 350,000 copies, and the fourth reprint of 300,000 copies... This process happened within one year of the release of "Elope at Dawn", and Song Foxiang earned more than 3 million in royalties from this book.
Song Foxiang is also the second writer signed by Tianjiao. Royalties are just a way for Song Foxiang to make money. He turned his blog into an emotional blog, and he himself became an emotional master in the hearts of countless infatuated men and women.
TV stations competed to invite Song Foxiang to do their programs.
The newspaper interviewed Song Foxiang.
Song Foxiang was also invited to hold meetings and give lectures across the country.
The triple title of poet + writer + emotional master is very useful. Wen Ying estimates that in just this short year, the great poet Song has accumulated a fortune of several million.
This money is not only enough for Song Chan to complete her undergraduate studies abroad, but also enough for her to pursue a master's degree!
As Song Shao said, the great poet Song, with millions in his pocket, no longer wants to go to work.
I have to go to work because the little salamander is putting pressure on me.
Xiao Niu was the deputy editor-in-chief of the magazine, and Song Foxiang was transferred there to work in publishing, but this did not affect Xiao Niu's continued pressure on Song Foxiang.
Xiao Niu received an invitation from Zou Weijun and prepared to resign.
The only thing Songfo Township needed to do to celebrate was to set off firecrackers.
Since Xiao Niu is no longer working, Song Foxiang naturally doesn’t have to go to work!
Song Shao was troubled by this matter: "My family means that having a job can restrain him. Without a job, he might poke a hole in the sky."
Wen Ying believes that everyone needs to work, but work is not just about punching in at work.
The Song family hopes that an organization can restrain Song Foxiang. However, Wen Ying thinks that Song Foxiang is already in his forties and can live well by publishing novels and running a blog. There is really no need to force Song Foxiang to punch in for work.
No one can clean up another person's mess for the rest of their life. Adults should be responsible for their own choices.
"How about you try to let go?"
Wen Ying didn't dare to suggest that Song Foxiang go to the cultural company founded by Zou Weijun.
Song Foxiang is probably willing, but Wen Ying is not!
Before Zou Weijun got divorced, Song Foxiang dared to write love poems to her. But if he knew that Zou Weijun was divorced, Song Foxiang would immediately turn into a wild horse that has broken free from its reins!
Song Shao actually had similar ideas to Wen Ying. It was the other members of the Song family who disagreed with Song Foxiang's "early retirement".
Before Song Shao could say anything, a car stopped by the roadside.
Xie Qian got off the car smoothly with the help of the driver.
Not to mention Wen Ying wearing a hat, even if Wen Ying wrapped herself up like a cocoon, Xie Qian would still be able to recognize her.
So I was just a little late, so why did Wen Ying start chatting with Song Shao?!
Xie Qian's sense of crisis increased greatly.
The wheelchair slid on the ground without making much noise, and Xie Qian slid directly to Wen Ying's side.
"Song Shao, long time no see."
Song Shao turned around, very surprised: "What's wrong with you..."
"I'm just a little injured, I'll be fine after some rest."
After all, Song Shao was the old squad leader who was once written in Wen Ying's diary. Although Xie Qian seemed calm, he had actually always kept Song Shao as the highest alert target.
Song Shao is a very outstanding young man.
This kind of excellence has nothing to do with appearance or wealth, it is his unique personal charm.
It is normal for friendship to turn into love after spending a long time with such outstanding young people!
And Song Shao is very frank.
Xie Qian has dealt with many people in the business world and knows what those people are thinking. As long as he makes those people think that they have gained an advantage, Xie Qian can control the direction of the cooperation.
But Xie Qian couldn't control Song Shao.
Because Song Shao is a very pure person.
Song Shao does things not for profit, his purity makes him impeccable.
Just like now, Xie Qian was already worried, but Song Shao seemed oblivious. He was concerned about Xie Qian's injury and looked at his watch: "It's nothing serious. The game will start soon. I won't keep you guys away. Go watch it."
"Don't forget to eat dinner!"
Wen Ying reminded him, and Song Shao nodded, "Okay, let's meet at 'Shrimp King' at six o'clock, see you there."
When Qin Yi first promoted "Shrimp King" in Shanghai, he chose locations near universities, and there happened to be one near Jiaotong University.
After Song Shao left, Xie Qian asked why the two were chatting at the school gate. Wen Ying didn't pay much attention: "The speech at their college has been postponed, and he has nothing to do this afternoon... Oh, how could I forget, I should invite him to watch the game together!"
Xie Qian reminded: "We only have two tickets."
There is no restriction on the admission of students from the school to watch basketball games. For such sports competitions, the more popular the better. However, the best seats require tickets.
Wen Ying regretted, "I should have asked for an extra ticket earlier."
Song Shao indeed has a place in Wen Ying's heart.
Xie Qian looked at Song Shao's back as he walked away, feeling a little sad, but a smile appeared on his face: "There will be opportunities in the future."
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