435 Five Years of Hard Work

These days, it's rare to find individuals or organizations that dare to apply for book numbers for publication at their own expense without going through a publishing house or mainstream media.

After all, without developed communications, without fame and without marketing, the product is basically unsalable.

But Fu Yuanhang is different. He has his own "traffic". Designing packaging bags for food factories has created many potential buyers for him.

However, to be conservative, only 10,000 copies were printed in the first print run.

And all of them come with Fu Yuanhang's autograph.

This was proposed by Su Taotao. She felt that it was of special significance to Fu Yuanhang and the food factory. Time flies like an arrow, and the days and months are like a comb. Five years of hard work will sharpen a sword. Both the person and the career have made a qualitative leap along with those hard work.

In the past few years, Fu Yuanhang has spent half of his extracurricular time working to earn money for his studies and the other half learning painting from Mr. Tang. He has allocated his time very well and has done everything to the utmost.

Not a single day of his time was wasted.

On the first day of the winter vacation, Fu Yuanhang came to the printing factory to sign these 10,000 comic book copies.

He not only signed his name, but also occasionally wrote a blessing or two, or drew some small things on the spot. It took him more than a week to finish signing everything.

"Ahang, many of our factory employees want to order these for their children. Can you write a few words of encouragement on them?"

Director Chen and Mr. Deng of the printing factory are old acquaintances of Su Taotao's family. They started cooperating when the food factory was still a small workshop. Until now, they have witnessed the food factory's development from a small workshop to its current scale, and by the way, they have also driven the development of their factory's business.

Fu Yuanhang and Chen Chen would sometimes come over with Su Taotao, and the old factory director especially liked these two children.

Fu Yuanhang smiled and said, "Of course, it's an honor."

Director Chen's face flushed. He had read Fu Yuanhang's comic book himself and had enjoyed it so much that he didn't miss a single page. He kept more than a dozen copies for himself and also ordered dozens more to give to the children of his relatives and friends.

He was also responsible for the promotion work in the factory. No one knew how many books the factory printed throughout the year. They were tired of reading them all, but this was the first time that Director Chen had seen such high-quality comic books.

Whether it is the content of the story or the lifelike painting skills, it is far superior to the popular comics on the market.

Factory Director Chen naturally has to promote it vigorously.

Most people in the factory are familiar with Fu Yuanhang.

Their annual welfare includes coconut candy, and their children love to collect packaging bags. When they heard that Fu Yuanhang was going to publish a comic book, families with children and even those without children went to support him.

The key point is: color printing!

The price of comic strips printed in black and white is already quite high these days, and the price of color prints is several times that of black and white prints.

When Su Taotao first brought Fu Yuanhang to ask for color printing, Director Chen was worried and advised them to print less. After all, they were printing at their own expense without a publishing house to back them up. It would be a waste if they couldn't sell the printed products.

You can print less and see the market feedback. If it sells well, you can print more. Although the printing cost will be slightly higher, at least there is a guarantee.

At the beginning, everyone was unsure and placed orders with the intention of helping Fu Yuanhang boost sales.

It was not until Director Chen read the entire book that he understood why they were so confident!

How can this be a comic strip? It's clearly a work of art!

Isn't it just 10,000 copies? Print!

How about printing 20,000 copies at a time? Or 100,000? They will definitely sell out quickly, and we will have to print more!

Factory Director Chen now looked at Fu Yuanhang with a more loving look than when he looked at his own grandson: "Ah Hang, our factory has ordered more than 500 copies in total, and it's still very strenuous to sign them."

"It's okay," Fu Yuanhang shook his head, "If you need to bring the child's name, you can also give me the list."

Director Chen was stunned for a moment: "Bring the child's name?"

Fu Yuanhang nodded: "For example, I wish Chenchen good health and happiness every day."

Director Chen laughed and said, "No need for that. No need for the others. I'll give you the names of those brats in my family. Just write their names."

As for the others, it would be a waste of manpower and would be tiring for Fu Yuanhang, so just forget it.

In this way, your own child will have the only one, and your relatives' children will certainly be very happy to receive this "gift".

Fu Yuanhang spent more than a day signing the "special signature" of the printing factory before he took the freshly-made comic strip to see Mr. Tang.

Mr. Tang's health has not been as good as before in recent years. His nephew who lives far away in the capital has urged him to return to the capital to retire several times.

Mr. Tang liked the climate here better, so he refused.

The more important reason was that he couldn't bear to part with Fu Yuanhang, his "closed disciple". There were many talented people and many people willing to learn, but it was hard to find someone who was talented, hardworking, good-looking and had a good temper, even if you searched the whole country. But he happened to meet one.

Do you think Mr. Tang can stop treating Fu Yuanhang as his treasure?

What's more, it also comes with a little baby named Dust who is better than most people at making soy sauce.

Mr. Tang really likes these two children and doesn't want to be so far away from them.

Fu Yuanhang handed the Story of Time to Mr. Tang and said, "Teacher, this is the first edition. Please have a look."

Mr. Tang had read the manuscript countless times, but he was still amazed when he got the printed version.

"The color is brighter than the line drawing, and the overall effect is better than I thought. The printing factory is very thoughtful." The colors in some places have obviously been adjusted, and it took multiple adjustments to print this effect.

Fu Yuanhang nodded and said with a smile: "Director Chen is a very nice person."

Mr. Tang stroked his goatee and looked more and more satisfied. "Ah Hang, have you thought about your future plans? Do you want to be a painter, or do you have other ideas?"

A few years ago, when Fu Yuanhang was still young, Mr. Tang never asked him these questions. Now Fu Yuanhang is fifteen years old and can start planning for the future.

Fu Yuanhang shook his head, his eyes apologetic but firm: "Teacher, painting is just my hobby, it will not become my main job. As for what I want to do in the future, I am still exploring.

My sister-in-law hinted that I might have the opportunity to go to college in a few years. My brother is a graduate student, and I also want to continue studying and make more contributions to society in the future."

Although they didn't say it explicitly, Fu Yuanhang was not stupid. His sister-in-law studied so hard, and his eldest brother still gave her a targeted test paper.

All these illustrate one problem, that is, the college entrance examination will be resumed soon.

He is only in the second year of junior high school now, and he still has a few years to think about what he wants to do most and what he is best suited to do, without being restricted to being just a painter.

Mr. Tang naturally knew that Fu Yuanhang was also a good student. If such a good student had the opportunity to go to university and make greater contributions, he would certainly fully support him.

His original intention in accepting this disciple was not to have him inherit his legacy and become a painter.

He was very satisfied that his skills were inherited by someone and could be passed down forever.

"No matter what Ah Hang decides to do, I know you can do your best. Take your time to think about it and don't be in a hurry." He saw through it but didn't say it out loud. In fact, he had received some news.

Looking at the situation outside, anyone with a little sensitivity should know that it is imperative to restore the college entrance examination.

It just depends on whether it is one or two years earlier or one or two years later.

If Fu Yuanhang is able to go to a university in the capital in the future, he can then return to the capital as a matter of course.

There is no need to worry about it.

But it's too early to say anything.