Friends said the book was good, probably to compliment her, but Lao Wen said it was pretty good... Wen Ying felt very comfortable with the flattery.
Wen Dongrong didn't know that he had widened his own path.
Today happened to be August 1st. When Wen Ying stuffed some private money into his pocket, Wen Dongrong felt that the thickness of the envelope was something wrong. He hid in the bathroom to take out the money and count it. There was actually a full one thousand yuan!
What does this mean? Why did they suddenly give him a raise?
Is it going to increase only this month, or every month thereafter?
What have you done today?
Or, he has to take the blame again. This is the hush money given to him in advance.
Wen Dongrong thought about it for a long time but was still not sure what Wen Ying meant.
He spent his 500 yuan of pocket money a month very calmly, even a little excitedly.
With 1,000 yuan a month, he would feel a little guilty in front of his wife. He no longer felt comfortable spending money, but instead felt uneasy.
——So why do we need to raise the price?
In order to get the extra 500 yuan, Wen Dongrong tossed and turned in bed like a pancake all night long. When he couldn't sleep, Wen Ying couldn't sleep either.
Wen Ying is waiting for the first day sales data of "Teenage Idol".
Zou Weijun and Xiao Niu did not sleep. They called bookstores one by one and counted the sales data of "Teenage Idol" in Chengdu overnight.
Just as Xie Qian expected, data from places outside Chengdu is difficult to collect, but it is possible in Chengdu. Zou Weijun has records of which bookstores purchased and how many copies of "Teenage Idol".
At twelve o'clock in the evening, the little salamander rubbed his eyes, added it up with a calculator first, and then added it again for fear that he had made a mistake. The number surprised the little salamander.
"Sister Zou, come and take a look!"
Is there something wrong? This number is a bit ridiculously high. No wonder several bookstores asked to restock when we called to count the numbers.
Xiao Niu's face flushed crimson. Zou Weijun had experienced the explosion of "Hush, Little Secret" and was much calmer than Xiao Niu when "Teen Idol" came back for the second time. "It's not surprising," he said. "After all, Chengdu is our publicity and promotion base. Think about the buzz in newspapers and magazines lately. "Teen Idol" has already piqued everyone's curiosity. Even if you're not a Teen Idol reader, the herd mentality will surely lead to good sales for this book!"
Many people bought the book on the first day, but how many of them would become real readers after buying the book depends on whether "Teen Idol" is written to the readers' taste.
Zou Weijun said it was good, Xiao Niu said it was good, and Wen Ying’s friends said it was good, but it may not be really good. Readers will give the real answer.
"Send a message to Wen Ying. She must be still awake. We've finished counting the first day's sales. Let's let her get some good sleep."
Zou Weijun reminded that Xiao Niu was so excited that his hands were shaking when he sent the message.
"I'll send it right away."
Xiao Niu took out his phone and typed a message, "'Teenage Idol' sold 4,221 copies on its first day in Chengdu. Congratulations, Xiaoyu!"
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