Lord, I will write novels to support you

Tang Ke watched Guo Xiucai go upstairs, smiled and shook his head.

Do you think he just distributes leaflets?That would have underestimated him too much.

Tang Ke went downstairs, and the 30 sales windows of the bookstore had successively put up signs for opening.He waited by the outermost window, and soon saw Zhao Xiaoliang from the bun shop at the beginning leading about [-] people walking over in a mighty manner.

They were all old fans who started writing with him. Seeing those familiar faces now wearing their best clothes to support him, Tang Ke's throat tightened a little.

He went forward to meet them, led dozens of people to a hidden place behind, and gave a rough account of the arrangements he had made the night before.

"Xiaoliang, the 23 of you went to the westmost side of the bookstore on the second floor, found the bookshelf according to the location indicated on the map, and then pretended to line up to buy books. There were a total of three samples on the bookshelf, and the first three of you took the books. The bookshelf will be empty, and the remaining 20 people will just line up at the door and wait for the staff to replenish it.”

"You can stand a little wider when queuing, mainly to serve as a human figure index. Of course, if you can show your acting skills and show the anxiety of waiting for replenishment, that would be even better."

Tang Ke told more than [-] Zhao Xiaoliang people, and confirmed that everyone was holding the flyer, and asked, "How are you, everyone?"

"Don't worry, Xiao Ke, this matter doesn't need any acting skills, we are acting in our true colors!"

Dozens of people readily responded, filed into the bookstore, and went straight to the west of the second floor.

Tang Ke took out twenty newly printed books from the bag in his hand, and distributed two copies to each of the remaining ten people, "Everyone's task will be heavier than the twenty or so extras who lined up to buy books. A scalper for resale."

"Each of you holds two sample books in your hands, and each of you squats at two windows. When you see the guest who is looking around with dodgy eyes, you go up to him, take out the sample booklet, and ask if you want to buy a new novel from the Customs Department. If the other party is not If you simply refuse, there is a high probability that it will be fine, and you will be responsible for providing purchasing services for these customers who are unwilling to go upstairs to buy books in person.”

After Tang Ke finished speaking, he asked again if he understood.

Tang Ke had already explained the task in detail when he asked for help the night before, and all ten people naturally nodded their heads at this time.

Tang Ke thanked several people again and again, and said: "I am a staff member, and you are selling my articles, which are related to interests. I am inconvenient to contact you directly. If you have any questions, you can go to the consultation office to find someone called Qinghe's girl, she is on duty as customer service today, tell her your problem, and she will naturally pass it on to me."

The ten people gathered in one place agreed seriously, Tang Ke said thank you again, watched the ten people leave, and went up to the office on the third floor through the back door.

Tang Ke sat down at the entrance of the corridor, borrowed Uncle Wu's tea set to make himself a cup of strong tea, stretched his limbs, lay down on the chair, and stared blankly for a while.

Uncle Wu came over and kicked the corner of his hanging chair, "Boy, don't just drink by yourself, make me a cup."

Tang Ke hurriedly got up and made tea for Wu Liangsheng and sent it over.

Wu Liangsheng glanced at him, "Then you are the one who caused such a big battle?"

Tang Ke said "hmm" proudly.

Wu Liangsheng smiled: "You are really a fucking genius."

Tang Ke clasped his fists together: "It's too much."

Wu Liangsheng took out the little yellow book in the drawer, dusted off the dust on it, opened it, and looked up at Tang Ke: "These small tricks may help you increase your daily sales to hundreds of copies, but if you want to sell them in five days It may be difficult to reach [-] copies, right?"

Tang Ke shook his head: "The first day is more difficult. There will be a cumulative effect later on. Sales growth will not be linear. Don't worry."

Wu Liangsheng snorted through his nose, "Okay, I believe you, then I'll wait for your celebration banquet?"

Tang Ke responded with a full mouth, took out the manuscript paper, and began to write.

Wu Liangsheng's detailed outline has been shelved, and it is not known when the next update will be submitted for review and publication. Now that Tang Ke is free, he simply concentrates on writing private articles for Boss Geng.

Within half a day, the traffic distribution of Qifeng Bookstore completely changed.

The bookstore on the second floor, which was originally unattended, was crowded with customers, sweeping away the desertedness of the past.

Such excitement gave Geng Xiaobo a headache.

In the past two days, no one came to the tea room on the west side of the second floor. It was very easy to clear the place for his prince, but now there are too many guests, and there are a lot of fish and dragons, so I bought a lot of books and wanted to come to the tea room on the west side Rest your feet.

Geng Xiaobo was able to cope with the first few people who came over, but when they came to ask more questions and provoked a few more chatterers, he began to argue loudly, saying that the tea room is a public place of the bookstore, and it's not them How can you not let other people in after you bought it.

Hearing the commotion outside, Zhu Wenzhen closed his book to greet him and asked, "What's the matter?"

The man at the head looked at Zhu Wenzhen from head to toe, with an evil smile on his face: "This young gentleman is very handsome, no wonder he hides it from others!"

Hearing what the leader said, the few people in the back also poked their heads to look over, and laughed for a while.

Geng Xiaobo blushed with anger, drew out his saber and put it on the neck of the leading man: "Your words are rude! Apologize to our son!"

The man didn't expect that someone would dare to openly draw a knife in the bookstore, the smile froze on his face, and he said in a panic: "What are you doing?! This is a bookstore, is there any law!"

Zhu Wenzhen sighed helplessly, and grabbed Geng Xiaobo's shoulder: "Xiaobo, put away the knife."

Geng Xiaobo called out "Young Master", and was unwilling to just withdraw the knife like this.

"Take it," Zhu Wenzhen said in a deep voice, "don't make trouble in the bookstore."

Geng Xiaobo didn't dare to disobey the prince's order, so he could only stare at the man, gritted his teeth and put the knife away.

Zhu Wenzhen nodded lightly at them, "I'm sorry, I'm being rude. If you need it in this tea room, feel free to use it."

After Zhu Wenzhen finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave, but the man in the head grabbed his arm, "I'm leaving now, no—hey! Hey!"

Halfway through the speech, the man cried out in pain.

Tang Ke twisted his wrist, stepped forward and stopped Zhu Wenzhen, "If you want to make trouble, go out and make trouble."

Seeing that Tang Ke was wearing the uniform of a staff member, and being overwhelmed by the oppressive murderous aura wrapped around him, they didn't dare to say anything more, and dispersed embarrassingly.

The moment Zhu Wenzhen saw Tang Ke, the cold expression on his face immediately subsided, replaced by a deep smile, and softly called "Xiao Ke".

Tang Ke took him by the arm and led him out, "There will only be more and more people here in the next few days. Boss Geng, don't wait for me in this tea room in the future, so as not to be troubled by others."

Zhu Wenzhen: "I'm not afraid—"

"—I'm afraid." Tang Ke interrupted him in a deep voice.

Zhu Wenzhen remained silent, and only raised his eyes to look deeply at Tang Ke's face half hidden under the mask.