Chapter 451 Market saturation is not high

Seeing that Jin Dazhi was still hesitating, Leng Yuanyuan took the notebook and slowly put it into his little rabbit schoolbag, with a sad look in his eyes and said:

"Our country is finished. Apart from caring about the profits in their pockets, none of these businessmen have national sentiments, humanistic sentiments and artistic sentiments.

In the past, my sister once told me that with the advent of the Internet era, traditional culture and art will be increasingly marginalized, and our era will become more and more utilitarian. I still don’t believe it.

But I believe it now." Leng Yuanyuan turned around, grabbed the corner of Su Yichen's clothes, and whispered, "Brother Su, let's go."

"Kids, please stay -" Su Yichen and Xiao Yuanyuan had just reached the door when they heard Jin Dazhi's voice of condolences.

Jin Dazhi himself is not only a business-minded businessman, but also a cultural communicator with a sense of mission and social responsibility.

Xiao Yuanyuan's feelings are also the feelings he has had before and still has now.

Speaking of traditional culture and art, he played an indelible role in the spread and promotion of poetry culture in Zixu City.

At a dinner with the director of the Zixu City Education Bureau, he emphasized the role of promoting traditional culture.

He was one of the direct promoters of the "Tang Feng Song Yun" poetry contest founded by Zixu Taitai.

Over the years, Zixu Commercial Publishing House has published a large number of poetry works even in a sluggish market. This is absolutely inseparable from Jin Dazhi's national sentiments, cultural sentiments and artistic sentiments.

Although he himself is not very keen on the art of chess, they are both traditional arts. In terms of developing intelligence and shaping personality, chess and poetry are similar.

Xiao Yuanyuan's emotion resonated strongly with him.

Xiao Yuanyuan had done enough homework before coming.

"You're not a simple little kid." Jin Dazhi sighed to Xiao Yuanyuan, looking at her with a bit more admiration and surprise in his eyes.

“So, uncle still doesn’t believe that this thing can make money, right?

This type of textbook is not highly saturated in the Zixu regional market and the overall market in China. You should not be so unsure of its market prospects.

Uh... Next, I will write a letter to explain the urgency and necessity of promoting traditional culture and art..." Xiao Yuanyuan saw that Jin Dazhi's change of mind was more due to emotional factors than market reasons.

factor.

This is obviously not what Xiao Yuanyuan is satisfied with.

"Market saturation?" Jin Dazhi felt incredible that such a concept came out of the mouth of a little kid.

He was finally willing to accept Xiao Yuanyuan's request for cooperation. He should regard it as an investment in traditional art, and as a strong support and great encouragement for Chinese young geniuses to promote cultural construction.

"Now, give me the notebook you just took and look at it again."

"Here you go." Xiao Yuanyuan took out Lin Wanru's notebook from her bag and handed it to Jin Dazhi.

Although Jin Dazhi didn't understand chess, he read his notes carefully.

After a while, he closed the notebook and looked at Xiao Yuanyuan with clear eyes, "You haven't told me whose work this is."

"This is my mother's work. My mother's name is Lin Wanru. My father is no longer here, and my mother has heart disease." Xiao Yuanyuan tried her best to promote Lin Wanru's work this time, mostly because she wanted to help her fragile mother.

realize self,

"I hope my mother can accompany us further. If she knows her significance to this world, she will definitely be very happy——"

Leng Yuanyuan remembered that the God of War's father loved her and her mother so much when he was alive, but suddenly passed away and she didn't even see her father for the last time.

As I thought about it, round tears burst out like spring water.

At that moment, she wasn't playing the sympathy card, she was really sad.

"President...this is..." Han Yu, the editor-in-chief of the publishing house, ran to find Jin Dazhi and was instantly petrified when he saw that the president's office had turned into a tear-jerking scene of a bitter drama.

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...While Leng Yuanyuan was working hard for Lin Wanru to realize her self-worth, Lin Wanru, Leng Siyu, Leng Tiantian and Xia Chongchong were waiting in 0101 for news about Xiao Yuanyuan.

"Yu'er, what did the little guy do?" Lin Wanru asked Siyu more than once.

"You'll know in a moment." Leng Siyu blinked her big clear eyes. She said that Xiao Yuanyuan's "magnifying move" was just a casual talk.

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.........A few hours later, Leng Yuanyuan, Su Yichen and a middle-aged woman arrived at Lin Wanru's home in Fenghuang Community.

"Mom, this Aunt Han is the editor-in-chief of Zixu Business Publishing City. She took a fancy to your chess textbook and asked you if you have any intention to publish it?

I have already negotiated with them, and Zixu Business Publishing House will bear the market risks." In the living room, when Leng Yuanyuan introduced the guests to Lin Wanru, her big eyes flashed with a cunning light.

Su Yichen told Qiu Duoer and Xia Chongchong, Leng Tiantian:

"The so-called fancying is actually the result of Xiao Yuanyuan's hard promotion, because at first this publishing organization was not interested in chess and had not published a chess textbook before.

Before Xiao Yuanyuan went to find a publisher, she first conducted a market survey.

She and I went to all the major bookstores and sellers in Zixu City.

Xiao Yuanyuan was surprised to find that there were almost no chess textbooks on the shelves of the Zixu City Bookstore and other retail booksellers. At most, there were a few collections of grandmaster games.

Xiao Yuanyuan then found Jin Dazhi from Business Publishing House and analyzed with him the market prospects of Aunt Lin's chess textbooks.

The clever little Yuanyuan forced Jin Dazhi to accept Aunt Lin's chess teaching materials without any intention of publishing."

After listening to Su Yichen's description of Xiao Yuanyuan's work, Qiu Duo'er, Xiao Chongchong and Xiao Tiantian were all in tears.

"Huh?" Lin Wanru never thought that she, an ignorant person, would have the opportunity to have her random scribblings turned into typeface, and the publisher would still bear the market risk.

How could she not be happy with something like this that was beneficial and harmless?

"If you have no objection, please fill out this form first."

Han Yu took out a folder from the black briefcase, and then pulled out a book information collection form from the folder for Lin Wanru to fill out.

Its content generally includes the author's name, author's introduction, book content introduction, manuscript word count, publication requirements, contact information and book manuscript outline, etc.

"I will give you the electronic document in a few days." Lin Wanru said to Han Yu after filling in most of the information.

"The president said that he hopes you will submit the manuscript as soon as possible. This is my phone number. If you have any questions, please contact me anytime." Han Yu took a business card and handed it to Lin Wanru.

Afterwards, Lin Wanru, with the help of Xiao Yuanyuan and Leng Siyu, further negotiated with Han Yu on issues such as book title, pricing, profit sharing and other publishing details.

After sending Han Yu away, Lin Wanru was extremely happy.

She hugged Leng's round little face and licked it again and again, almost chewing off a piece of meat from her little round face.

"Mom, please take it easy." Seeing the little round face turning red from being abused by the big female leopard, Siyu was frightened.

"Tch, I don't know the importance?" Lin Wanru raised her eyebrows and stared, "She is the flesh that fell from my body."

Lin Wanru was really happy.

She has never had such a sense of accomplishment as this time in her life.

I originally thought that I was just a good-for-nothing who liked to do other things and do small things, but I never thought that one day my hobby would become my career.

"Mom, don't have too high expectations for this economic benefit." Seeing Lin Wanru smiling from ear to ear, Leng Siyu was worried that Lin Wanru would be more disappointed if her expectations were too high.

"Can't you say something nice?" Lin Wanru pursed her lips and rolled her eyes at Leng Siyu.
Chapter completed!