Just when Xiao Yu had seen the "round" atmosphere clearly and felt "fear of heights", he carried the two of them and turned into a golden meteor, flying along the atmosphere towards the northern hemisphere.
Xiao Yu closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, they were already hovering high above the Monster Management Bureau.
By the time he showed up at the Demon Management Bureau's house, less than ten minutes had passed since he set out.
Xiao Yu: ...
This was because they made a phone call while they were over the imperial capital and came down.
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At 7:30 p.m., imperial time, Xiao Yu, dressed in a new outfit and wearing a fox mask that covered half of his face, appeared in the indoor gymnasium of the Monster Management Bureau.
In order to conduct this live broadcast, the live broadcast equipment was set up here early.
The things that need to be "sold" in the live broadcast room are also placed in piles on the floor of the gymnasium.
However, the reason these things are piled here is that all mobile phones sold must have the signature and QR code stamp of the person whose live broadcast room they came from.
"I need to sign all of this?" Xiao Yu was so surprised when he saw the box that was taller than him and the table specifically for signing.
Although he had practiced calligraphy in high school, with so many phones, there would be at least tens of thousands of them, right? Even if his hand broke, he wouldn't be able to finish signing them, right?
A delivery worker nodded. "Yes. It says you can take your time signing."
“And other authors too?”
"They're two weeks ahead of you."
“…”
"Don't worry, as long as you sign and sell it, you can get a commission of one thousandth of each phone in addition to the one dollar signature fee."
thousandth?
So stingy?
No. Xiao Yu calculated the price of this phone. If the top-of-the-line model sold 10,000 units, the commission would be nearly 500,000 yuan.
Given the popularity of the Qimingxing website, each of the top two or three hundred V-rated authors has hundreds of millions of readers.
And it costs one dollar to sign an autograph. If one million units are sold, wouldn’t that be one million?
Xiao Yu: He was wondering why those people online were so excited. It turns out the money is so easy to make!
…
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But--
If he could sell a million units, he would have to sign his name as a writer a million times.
One million...
Xiao Yu shuddered.
"I, I can't sell that much either." Xiao Yu tried to reduce his workload. He felt that with his eloquence and his reluctance to show his face, his readers might not buy into his ideas.
“It doesn’t matter, you can sell as much as you want and sign as much as you want.”
“…”
"There are still twenty minutes left on the live broadcast. Do you want to sign a few first?"
Xiao Yu: ...
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