Little Farmer Big Star

It's six o'clock in the afternoon, and it's time to get off work.

All the staff of Fun Kids, but no one left. Everyone stayed behind in unison, just waiting for a news.

"Hasn't it been counted yet?"

Wang Fei, the manager of the distribution department, asked.

Apart from the president and editor-in-chief, he is the one who cares most about sales in the entire magazine.

He distributed all the 30,000 copies of the first printed magazine.

If the sales are not good, it will be difficult for him to explain to the magazine and the seller.

"Manager, since the afternoon, we have received replenishment requests from some merchants one after another. The sales should be pretty good."

An employee of the distribution department said.

"Well, but everything depends on the specific data."

Wang Fei nodded. He also personally visited some sales outlets in the afternoon. Indeed found that some places have been sold out.

"President, it's out. The sales data is out."

Liu Yun trotted all the way into the president's office.

After rushing in, he realized that he didn't seem to knock on the door, but broke in directly.

He looked at Tang Quan in embarrassment.

Tang Quan smiled and waved his hand, signaling that he doesn't mind. He said with a smile: "Looking at Comrade Xiao Liu's appearance, the sales seem to be good?"

Liu Yun hurriedly put the documents in his hands on Tang Quan's desk.

Said: "President, it's not only good, it's really good. The 30,000 copies of the first printing are basically sold out. Only a few sales outlets still have a small amount left."

"Good! That's great!"

Even though he had expected it, Tang Quan still clenched his fist unconsciously, and his heart that had been hanging for a day finally fell.

Thirty thousand copies were sold on the first day, and this was without any publicity.

In the next few days, with everyone's heated discussions. There should be another sales peak.

Tang Quan was very satisfied.

Although the sales volume of 30,000 on the first day was compared with the 300,000 of Sunshine Children. There is still a very large gap.

But after all, there is a dragon rising its head.

"Also, President." Liu Yun continued: "This afternoon, the distribution department has received many replenishment requests from sellers. Even some merchants that are no longer within our sales range have also called to request purchases. Look, how much is suitable for the second batch of printing?"

Tang Quan pondered for a while, and said, "I'll hold a meeting with the editor-in-chief and other department managers to discuss this right away."

"Okay, President. I'll arrange an announcement."

"En." Tang Quan nodded.

Liu Yun quit the president's office.

There was joy outside, everyone's hard work in the past two days finally paid off.

At this time, Tang Quan also walked out of the office, and said to everyone with a smile on his face:

"In the past two days, everyone has worked hard. Today, everyone will go back to rest early. After two days, I will invite everyone to dinner, and we will have a good celebration."

"Okay, okay!"

Everyone responded with a bang.

...

The sales of this issue of "Fun Children" on the first day were so good, but the reactions of everyone who paid attention to "Fun Children" were different.

Although they don't have specific data, they can also learn from the discussions on the Internet and the actual situation at the point of sale. Roughly calculate the sales volume on the first day.

"Asshole, who the hell is this damn Li Fan? He wasn't an interesting author before, and he hadn't even heard of it. Why did he pop up all of a sudden? Damn it!"

Lin Shui slammed the magazine in his hand on the ground. Said cursingly.

"Yeah, that's great! Daddy made it."

In a certain community, a tall and beautiful woman looked at the magazine in her hand and said excitedly.

"Well, it's all right. But that's it."

in a school,

A beautiful teacher read the magazine in her hand and threw it aside. Some said insincerely.

...

"Go, get me a copy of this issue of Funny Kids. I want to see what's going on."

Liu Ren, the president of Sunshine Children's Magazine, gave instructions to his assistant with a gloomy face.

What a slap in the face.

Originally thought that Funny Children just had to bite the bullet and insisted on publishing this issue.

The next issue must be discontinued.

Who knows that it is not the case at all.

Although the sales of 30,000 copies on the first day were still not comparable to my own 300,000 copies.

But Liu Ren would never allow this tendency of the dragon to raise its head.

Therefore, he must find out as soon as possible, what happened?

It's just that he has had several issues, and he hasn't read the contents of "Fun Children".

In his opinion, it is a foregone conclusion that the publication of Funny Children will be discontinued. There was no need for him to waste time looking at the meaningless content above.

Who knows, this time there was an accident.

Same as Sunshine Children.

Some other children's magazines in Southwest China are also making the same decision.

"Go, get a copy of "Interesting Children". Why is this dying camel starting to rejuvenate?"

"Old Liu, have you watched this issue of "Funny Children"? What's going on?"

"President, I haven't read it yet. I've already asked someone to look for books. However, I heard that a man named Li Fan wrote a few fairy tales, which are very good."

"Li Fan? Newcomer?"

"probably."

...

Sansheng Village.

Li Fan dawdled for a day, and finally finished the work in the field.

It was almost dark.

"Hey, working alone is really boring."

Plant the last vegetable seedling.

While it was still dark, Li Fan walked home with the tiger's head on his shoulders, step by step.

The villagers I met on the road saw Li Fan going home with a hoe alone.

They all greeted him with a smile: "Hey, Fanzi, I can't tell, you are so diligent, working so late by yourself."

Li Fan could only laugh and laugh.

"Haha, yes yes."

"Hey, so-so."

"Hey, where is it? Compared with you, Uncle, it's still far behind."

The tiger head in front had already run out of sight. It seems to be telling everyone: "He is not my master."

After much difficulty, Li Fan returned to the gate of the yard, just about to go in. But I heard the little girl's excited voice.

"Uncle, aunt, look quickly, look quickly. What is this?"

Confused Li Fan entered the door and saw the little girl holding a copy of "Funny Children" dangling in front of his parents.

"Hey, Linlin, don't shake it. Your head is almost dizzy. Isn't it just a book?" Mom said.

The little girl quickly opened the book and brought it to her mother. Said: "Auntie, look quickly. This is a fairy tale written by my brother, and it was published in a magazine."

My mother didn't realize it for a while, and asked in a daze, "What fairy tale did your brother write? What was published?"

The little girl got a little anxious, and said, "It's the fairy tale written by brother, which was published in a magazine. Look at it."

My mother came to her senses now, but she didn't believe it, "Are you sure it was written by your brother? Isn't it the same name and surname?"

Dad was on the sidelines, also expressing doubts.

"Uncle, aunt, that's not true. Why don't you believe it? My brother is amazing. The story he told me last time was agreed by our teacher."

When I see my parents, I always don't believe it.

The little girl pouted, looking a little aggrieved.

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