After being defeated by Qingmei, I became a top player

Chapter 153 But, his name is Mulinsen
Eternal Publishing House, a large conference room, more than ten working editors and chief editors are all there.

"I just got news that the new book by a great author from Lingdian Literature has a first printing of 30 sets... and it's almost sold out."

Wan Shichang, editor-in-chief and owner of Wangu Publishing House, rubbed the tea cup in his hand with both hands and said slowly.

"I remember they just started selling it today, right? 30 units in just one day? Are you kidding me?"

"Editor Wan, are you sure it is 30 sets?"

The editors on the seats spoke one after another.

We are all in the same industry, how can we not know what 30 units is.

Even today’s great authors, even if they have their own fans, can’t produce 30 sets a day!
If this is really the case, we won’t be able to sell 300 million units in a month?
This is not a great god, this is the supreme god!

"That's right, I went to verify the news from Zero Point, and it turns out there isn't much left."

Wan Shichang said with a sigh.

"Although there was a reason why a large number of Yangzhou people took action after the merger of Yangzhou, the few books we also put on the shelves today did not receive any traffic bonus. They still sold a few thousand sets on the first day after the promotion. There was a huge difference. ”

In the office, all the editors leaned on their chairs feebly when they heard this.

After a long time, one of the editors seemed to have figured out something and slowly stood up.

"Editor-in-Chief, I..."

The editor looked at Wan Shichang's black and white hair, and for a moment he didn't know what to say.

"Say, it's okay. So many storms have come, and the people sitting together now are our own people. There's nothing we can't say."

Wan Shichang said to the editor with a smile on his face.

"Editor-in-Chief, I have a mortgage and a child, and I can't hold on any longer." After the editor finished speaking, he didn't dare to look at Wan Shichang again, "I want to resign."

"Well, have you found your next home? When will you report?"

Wan Shichang didn't blame him and asked like an old friend.

"...Yangfan Literature, you can join us at any time."

"Yangfan Literature is very good. You can see some of your former colleagues there." Wan Shichang smiled, "Then go and print out your resignation letter and come find me after the meeting."

Hearing what Wan Shichang said, the middle-aged editor secretly breathed a sigh of relief and left alone under the complicated eyes of other editors.

There were only 12 people in the conference room, but only one person left, but the atmosphere was somewhat different.

After a while, in Wan Shichang's silence, another old editor and two new editors proposed to resign.

Wan Shichang agreed.

After waiting for a few more minutes and seeing no one speaking, Wan Shichang asked with a smile: "Is no one leaving?"

"Actually, it's okay. As for the publishing house, it won't have any impact if you leave. If you stay here, I can only pay you a basic salary, and there won't be much money for your performance."

Wan Shichang's words silenced the rest of the people, but some people were also angry!

"Lao Wan! What are you talking about!"

An old editor who was about the same age as Wan Shichang slapped the table and stood up.

"Is it because of your salary and performance that we can stay here until now?"

The old man said angrily.

"We are here for the name Eternal! With this name, we will never forget how glorious the place we once stayed was."

"Even if there is no one left in the end, I don't want the name Wangu to disappear from history! At least not before I am buried!"

After the old man finished speaking, he sat on the chair angrily.

"Lao Wang is right! Lao Wan, you are really nothing!"

"Pooh!"

"What's the difference between you and me?"

Except for Chen Shuangxue and Li Xueqin, who are relatively young, the remaining six people present are either uncles or elders.

My elder brothers have all left just now.

Although Chen Shuangxue is not as old as the others and has not stayed in the publishing house as long as them, she does not necessarily have any less affection for the name 'Eternal' than the others.

As for Li Xueqin, she simply thinks that Eternal Publishing House is very Buddhist and suitable for her. Anyway, she is not short of money. She is very happy to find such a working environment.At this time, Li Xueqin breathed a sigh of relief when he heard other uncles, grandfathers and the editor-in-chief change from scolding to chatting.

"Sister Xue, why do they scold the editor every time before trying to calm down the atmosphere!"

Li Xueqin asked a little doubtfully.

"..."

Chen Shuangxue didn't know how to answer.

At this moment, her cell phone suddenly rang.

After picking it up and taking a look, Chen Shuangxue's pupils suddenly shrank, and the original posture of holding the phone in one hand quickly changed to holding it in two hands.

Although Li Xueqin next to her was surprised that whose news excited Chen Shuangxue so much, she still did not peek at the screen out of politeness.

But after the other six uncles finished arguing, the only sound left in the conference room was Chen Shuangxue's clicking keys.

At first, a few people just glanced at her, but as time went on, their attention was focused on Chen Shuangxue.

Old guys like them all know what kind of person Chen Shuangxue is after spending several years together.

Under normal circumstances, Chen Shuangxue basically doesn't know how to play with mobile phones. What happened today?
"Xiaoxue? If there's anything you need to do first?"

Wan Shichang couldn't help but speak when he saw Chen Shuangxue's busy look.

He knew Chen Shuangxue, and he could make her so busy regardless of the occasion. Apart from the author and family affairs, there would probably be nothing else.

But Chen Shuangxue didn't respond to Wan Shichang's words at all.

The clicking sound is still ringing.

"Ahem! Xueqin, please call me Xiaoxue."

"Oh."

Only then did Li Xueqin react and pushed Chen Shuangxue with her hand.

"Sister Xue, stop chatting, the editor-in-chief is talking to you."

"what?"

Only then did Chen Shuangxue come back to her senses.

He turned to look at Li Xueqin, and after understanding what she said, he turned his attention to Wan Shichang.

"Xiaoxue, if you have anything to do, go and do your work first. The same goes for Xueqin. We old guys have nothing to do here to chat and smoke."

Wan Shichang said with a smile.

"Oh."

Chen Shuangxue stood up subconsciously and was about to walk out, but she seemed to remember something and froze in place.

Li Xueqin didn't react and hit Chen Shuangxue's back with her forehead.

Before she could complain, she saw Chen Shuangxue turned around suddenly.

"Editor-in-Chief, I was chatting with the author just now. He wrote a volume of a book and sent it to me. Do you want to read it?"

Chen Shuangxue's eyes were bright.

"Oh?" Wan Shichang had just lit the cigarette, "Haha, send it to my email and I'll go check it out after I finish smoking."

Wan Shichang said with a smile, and stood up to light a cigarette for the editor next to him, Lao Wang.

"But his name is Mulinsen, the Mulinsen from "Ghost Blowing the Lamp"."

Snap, pop!

The lighter in Wan Shichang's hand was ignited, and a wisp of flame spurted out from the blowhole.

But at this time, whether it was the person lighting the cigarette or the person waiting to light the cigarette, their attention shifted from the flame to Chen Shuangxue's face.

"Tell me...what is his name? What books has he written?"

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(End of this chapter)