running man pay work

Chapter 80 Sales

"I'm not acquiescing to your conjecture, but thinking about a question."

This is a routine that many people are familiar with. Journalists are naturally familiar with this routine. First tell a story, then use this story to refute your point of view, and finally prove your innocence.

As an old reporter, he didn't want to give Han Yi this chance, "Mr. Han is diverting everyone's attention, please answer my question directly."

Han Yi raised his glasses, stretched out a finger, and said, "I was just thinking about how much money to spend, and now I understand it, it's just this price!"

"What do you mean?"

"I'm offering this price. Please help me find the ghostwriter. If I find the money, it will be his! I wonder if you want the money, Mr. Reporter?"

"One million, I just need to give him 100 million to solve the problem. Mr. Han's method is not very clever." The man laughed.

"One hundred million!" Han Yi didn't say much, but just spat out three words, but these three words were enough to scare people.

"Suck~!" Don't look at the number of [-] million, which may sound like nothing, but [-] million is a very scary number, and many people will not be able to earn this number in their entire lives.

A person's annual salary of more than one million is awesome, and one hundred million is the number that this person has to work for 100 years to get.

"My next novel has already been written, and the second one has already been written. If anyone can find the so-called ghostwriter and tell the content, then this [-] million is his!"

As he said that, Han Yi pointed a finger at the person who just spoke: "You! Dare to ask for it!" Then he leaned back on the chair and thought about life, but after this incident, no one went to look for it again. Han Yi stopped, and everyone turned their attention to the running man again. Although the method was a bit extreme, the effect was achieved.

After that, everything went relatively smoothly.

"Sister Yu, I'm sorry, will it affect your publicity plan!" Afterwards, Han Yi quickly apologized to Yu Yinghang.

"It's okay, maybe because of what you said, our running men will always occupy a high position with the popularity of your topic." Yu Yinghang laughed.

"But I didn't see it, you kid is a local tyrant, you took out so much money all at once, tell me where the shooter is, I'll go find him!"

Han Yi didn't need to turn his head to know that it was Cheng He who was joking, "Ah, the gunman is a fake, even if I say 1000 billion, it's okay, there is no need to give it, anyway, you don't need to pay taxes for bragging! "Han Yi shrugged indifferently.

Although Han Yi said this, everyone still has their own judgments about Han Yi's assets. In "Buried Alive", it was certain that Han Yi must have made a lot of money, but he didn't know where his money went. It's a big mystery, Han Yi didn't say it, and everyone can't ask more.

"It seems to make some sense, quickly tell me it's the shooter, otherwise I'll be slapped!" Deng Chao said and scratched his neck with his hand.

"You should add a special effect to Brother Chao's eyes, that is, the two dollar signs commonly used in cartoons." Bady on the side said with a smile.Everyone thought that this should be the case, and then aimed their artillery at the captain. Han Yi couldn't help feeling that the captain was really competent.

Sure enough, as everyone expected, Han Yi made the headlines of many newspapers on the second day, followed by all kinds of affirmation, abuse, and puzzlement of Han Yi, but the running man program was indeed the same as yesterday As Yu Yinghang said, let many people know about Han Yi's fire.

However, these have nothing to do with Han Yi. After running two publicity campaigns, Han Yi returned to the campus to start his quiet study life again. The next time he "gets out of the hole" is probably the call of the men's team.

After eleven o'clock in the morning, Han Yi rubbed his head and left his seat.When Han Yi reads philosophy books in the library, he always likes to turn his mobile phone to silent so as not to be disturbed by others.

After eating, Han Yi took out his mobile phone from his trouser pocket and turned on the screen.The screen lit up, and more than a dozen missed calls were particularly eye-catching on the screen.

Looking through it, the dozen or so missed calls were all from Zhao Wenkui.

"Did something happen?" Han Yi thought uncertainly, and then called back.There was just a "beep" in the receiver, and Zhao Wenkui's voice came over there.

"Brother Han, you can be regarded as connected. After calling more than ten times, no one answered." Zhao Wenkui's voice was a little tired, but he couldn't hide the excitement in his words.

"I didn't check my phone for something this morning." Han Yi explained with a little apology.But he didn't stay on it and asked: "What's wrong with more than a dozen calls, is there anything urgent?"

Hearing Han Yi's calm voice, Zhao Wenkui admired it a little. It's been two or three days since his book was published, and he hasn't taken the initiative to care about it. How busy are you?In fact, Han Yi has been like this before, but Zhao Wenkui is new to take over Han Yi's affairs, so he doesn't know Han Yi's habits.

"Brother, do you guess how many books you bought until yesterday?"

"Um." Han Yi pondered for a moment, knowing that the sales volume of the book is definitely not bad, otherwise Zhao Wenkui would not have made so many phone calls, "50?" Han Yi guessed that the first printing should be sold out.

"You really dare to think about it." Zhao Wenkui sighed with emotion, "I regret that. The online reservation is 40, but, but, but the stock is not enough!" The sound of "papapa" was mixed with it, probably because he was slapping his thigh vigorously in regret.

Han Yi just smiled when he heard the words. He and Zhao Wenkui are not very familiar, they have only met each other a few times, and he doesn't know what to say about his character.But thinking of the middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes patting his thigh and shouting regret is also a very exciting thing.

Of course, Han Yi was also a little surprised by the online sales volume, which was a bit beyond his expectations. Now it seems that breaking one million within a week is not a big problem.

"After that, you have to hurry up and print more!" After all, it is related to the banknotes you can get, Han Yi reminded.

"That's for sure, the printing factory has already been asked to work overtime to print."

"Okay, then I won't disturb Editor-in-Chief Zhao's work, let's do this first."

After hanging up the phone, Han Yi realized that he hadn't told himself the sales volume. Han Yi shook his head. It doesn't matter. As long as someone sells it, he can rely on word of mouth to attract readers. Han Yi has absolute confidence in his book.

(End of this chapter)