Strengthening and Upgrading the Opening God-level Options

"Although we have sold a million copies, they all expressed that the pressure is a bit high. After all, the pseudonym Shikouxuan has not yet been recognized in the paper novel market."

"They are worried that not many people will buy it. If I hadn't told them that they can return it if they can't sell it all, they probably wouldn't take so many." The staff said.

What the staff said directly made everyone feel heavy. This is indeed a big challenge. Although there are 50 offline bookstores cooperating, there are only about 20 truly capable bookstores.

For these powerful bookstores, tens of thousands of novels may not be a big pressure, but it is very stressful for ordinary bookstores.

"Yeah, this time the pressure is really high, and five million copies were printed all at once."

"It's true, the pressure is too much."

"Okay everyone, now is not the time to discuss whether the pressure is high or not. We are already on the verge of breaking out. We should think about how to increase sales."

"We should think about how to ensure the supply. "Douluo: Wuhun Dalu" will be released tomorrow. We must have fighting spirit to do it. We must not say such depressing words." Huang Qiang cheered up.

"Now you all work hard for me. You can think about the benefits. If we can kill all these five million copies, then our income will increase a lot."

"Don't you want to make more money?"

"I want to, of course I want to, I want to make more money even in my dreams."

"Yes, yes, me too."

"Since everyone wants to make money so much, then you all work hard for me. "Douluo: Wuhun Continent" is very important to our Jiangcheng People's Publishing House."

"If this novel is completely popular, then our publishing house will have enough income to expand, and your salary will also be improved." Huang Qiang said passionately.

"Okay, let me act now, come on." Huang Qiang said.

The crowd was suddenly encouraged. They had no other choice but to bite the bullet and rush forward. If everything went well, it would be of great benefit to them.

After half an hour, the whole meeting was over.

Time flew by, and soon it was afternoon, when the school bell rang, Ye Xuan carried his bag and Liu Yiyi walked out of the classroom.

"Ah Xuan, the school will announce the grades of each class the day after tomorrow, what do you think our grade one (3) class is in?" Liu Yiyi asked.

"It's a bit difficult to be first and second. After all, there is still a gap between our class and them, but there is absolutely no problem for me to be third." Ye Xuan said truthfully.

Although Ye Xuan is very good, and during this time he and Liu Yiyi have been making up lessons with the rest of the class, but the foundation of the other students is a bit weak. It is true that they have improved through this time, but surpassing the first and second places is still not enough. Reality.

But during the final exam, Ye Xuan was confident that Class One (3) of Senior High would definitely get the first place in the grade.

After hearing this, Liu Yiyi also felt confident.

For Ye Xuan's words, Liu Yiyi believed very much.

"Ah Xuan, let's do this first, see you tomorrow." Liu Yiyi bid farewell to Ye Xuan, and then walked towards home.

Ye Xuan looked at Liu Yiyi's pretty figure, he smiled, and soon walked towards his home.

When Ye Xuan returned to the delicious pavilion, he saw his parents were sitting on chairs drinking tea, as if they were talking about something.

So Ye Xuan walked over and said, "Mom and Dad, what are you talking about?"

"Son, I told you the news today. Several firefighters in our county fire brigade were injured while performing their duties. Watching them serve the people, they are all respectable people."

"So I discussed with your mother, how about we send some money to these injured firefighters to express our feelings?" Ye Guo said.

"Yes son, several young firefighters were injured because of fighting the fire, leaving some scars on their bodies, which makes people feel distressed. I think we should show our hearts." Zhang Mei also said.

"Mom and Dad, your idea is quite good. Firefighters are indeed heroes worthy of respect. They make selfless dedication to the people, even if they are very dangerous tasks."

"I have always admired them very much. It is certainly a good thing to send money to those injured firefighters, but we have to consider whether to send money only once, twice, or countless times?" Ye Xuan said.

"Um." Ye Guo and Zhang Mei froze for a moment, but they hadn't thought about this issue.

"If it's just one time, it's not a problem, but I don't think it will play a big role. Do you still remember when I mentioned the establishment of the Meiwei Court Charity Fund?"

"Every time we sell a beef soup dumpling, a Wucai cake or a bottle of Qibaowang, we will put a part of the profits into the Meiwei Pavilion Charity Fund."

"At that time, I will invite a professional team to run the Delicious Court Charity Fund. The Delicious Court Charity Fund also accepts donations from everyone. We serve not only firefighters, but all people who need help."

"Of course, the first thing our Meimei Court Charity Fund will face is Jiangcheng County. After all, this is our base camp. We will do a good job here first and then expand slowly." Ye Xuan said with a smile.

"With the current money-making speed of Meiwei Pavilion, our family will have no worries for a lifetime, so I think it's good and meaningful to do something meaningful, help people in need, and give back to the society."

"Yes, yes, my son is very right. I think so too. We really don't have to worry about it in this life, so I think it's good to give back to the society. I support it." Ye Guo raised his hand in support.

"Well, I also support it, but son, what should I do?" Zhang Mei asked, she knew nothing about this.

"Mom and Dad, don't worry, leave this matter to me. If I need you, I will tell you." Ye Xuan said with a smile.

"Okay, then the son will be responsible for this matter. Anyway, we don't understand. We will do what you say." Zhang Mei laughed.

For Ye Xuan, Ye Guo and Zhang Mei trust very much, and now everything they have is all thanks to their son.

"Okay, okay, the matter has been settled, then I'll cook first." Zhang Mei got up and said.

"Ye Guo, go and check the inventory, what else do you need to buy, don't delay."

"Okay wife, I'll go right away." Ye Guo grinned, and then walked towards the warehouse.

Ye Xuan smiled, and then he walked towards his room.

Ye Xuan had this idea for the Delicious Court Charity Fund a long time ago, but later, because he was busy, he let it go.

Hearing the content of chatting with his parents today, he felt that it was time to start this project.