Shen Xi was very troubled.

Although his original intention of coming to the exhibition was to make money, he didn't expect to make so much money.

Of course, there aren't actually many.

The number of stores at the exhibition is limited, and Shen Xi’s current method of selling money relies solely on adding friends through WeChat transfers. Before joining the platform, he could not make much money.

Chen Xi said that since he opened the store, he has never had three sales in three consecutive days.

It was so painful and unbearable that he had to work 12 hours a day and didn't even have time to go to the cafeteria to eat, fish, chat, or watch videos and follow variety shows. It reminded him of his first job. .

That unlucky screenwriting job that was originally priced at 50,000, but ended up with only 6,000.

Although in his opinion the two jobs are almost the same now.

When he was a screenwriter before, he had to explain to the actors, directors, and producers every day on the set that the script really couldn't be changed anymore. I know you want to reduce costs, but can you think of ways to do it elsewhere? Don't make it difficult for me. Little screenwriter.

Now he comes to the exhibition to sell books, and every day he has to take the trouble to explain to batches of shopkeepers who come to pick up OB in the hotel room. I know your idea is good, but you can’t add too many elements to this book. I have finished writing this book.

Is it OK not to change it? Ever since I got only 6,000 yuan that time, I made a vow that I, Shen Xi, will never change any complete manuscript in my life!

Unless you add money!!

On the morning of the fourth day of the exhibition, Chen Xi burst into tears when he saw the WeChat messages sent to him by Moyu employees.

Moyu Xiao Zhang: Boss, I’m getting off the train! Let’s take the subway there now. Does the hotel include breakfast? I’ll go back to the room to put my luggage first, and we’ll have breakfast together!

Chen Xi wiped away the crystal tears from the corner of his eyes, looked at the window that was not facing the sun, looked at the scenery outside the window, and just wanted to look up to the sky and sigh:

Oh my God, someone finally came to help me get to work!

I can finally go to the buffet and watch the exhibition!

Shen Xi's worries are over, but Jiang Qi's worries continue.

Sitting in the hotel room, Jiang Qi felt as if he had returned to the days a few months ago when he was being chased and intercepted by developers who wanted to cheat him and make a fortune.

Jiang Qi wanted to run away.

Jiang Qi originally thought that the craze caused by the rumors would gradually subside over time.

But he didn't expect that instead of calming down, it would intensify.

Because damn, there was no second dark horse in this year's exhibition except Shen Xi.

To be precise, it's not none, but none more powerful than Shenxi.

As for the exhibition, the probability of a dark horse is actually not high, otherwise many stores would not be superstitious about big publishers and well-known authors. Especially now that the script-killing industry has reached a certain scale, many big publishers and big stores start from some kind of In a sense, it achieved a monopoly and began to receive articles through various channels.

Many new authors who don't understand the industry choose to submit their articles to these distribution studios. In addition, in the past two years, more and more exhibitions have been held, and the more and more bad they become, there are very few pure newcomers who are willing to attend exhibitions.

This leads to a vicious cycle. What big publishers produce may not necessarily be blockbusters, but blockbusters can often only come from a few studios.

When Jiang Qi accepted Shen Xi's invitation, he thought it was the beginning of his exhibition playbook.

In fact, this is the end of his exhibition run.

Now Jiang Qi no longer dares to easily accept the invitations from major publishers to play notebooks (there is a suspicion of advertising), nor does he dare to pick a book at random (there is a more obvious suspicion of advertising).

But now the exhibition has entered its fourth day. Four days are enough for participating stores to know what are the good books that can be purchased this year, what are the books that can be bought but not bought, and what are the bad books that should never be touched.

The quality of some books was not that good, but they were so confident that they were just small publishers down on their luck. They regarded Jiang Qi as the last straw, and frantically invited Jiang Qi in the hope that they could turn around and make a comeback.

"Sigh." Jiang Qi sighed deeply as he looked at today's 19th person who asked to add himself as a friend on WeChat. "How could I agree so easily? I didn't even get to play in the exhibition or cafeteria if I agreed. None of them can go."

"Boss, you don't have to be too arrogant. In a sense, you have a good vision." Jiang Cha, who helped Jiang Qi bring breakfast, comforted, "You think that book has 85 points. Facts have proved that it is indeed worthy of its current popularity. Get this score."

"If Shen Xi was just a new publisher who didn't know how to market, he didn't have professional staff to help him promote it, and he didn't know that even if the book hadn't been released yet, it could be put on the shelves on various platforms, because many boxed books were originally pre-sold, let alone His book is actually finished, it just needs the final steps of production."

"Without these factors, he should be able to experience the joy of fame and fortune in advance, and happily open bank cards every day to check his millions of balances. Instead of lamenting in the room why he has to open three accounts a day, I don’t even have time to eat.”

Hearing what Jiang Cha said, Jiang Qi's mood suddenly brightened: "Really? What is he doing now?"

Jiang Cha looked down: "He is leading his belated employees to the cafeteria for dinner."

"Tell the employee to open the book and give him a commission based on the exclusive book. There will be extra overtime pay for the third show every day. He is too tired and has to watch the exhibition for two days."

Jiang Qi:……

Damn it, he really wants to see the exhibition too.

Do you know how much fun the exhibitions at the Magic Academy are?

As the organizer and the owner of the Incredible Magic Academy, I only spent half a day shopping!

There was another hour to maintain order.

Zhang Bing spends more time shopping than me!

Zhang Bing spent three whole days shopping, and went there whenever he had time, and bought a complete set of peripherals!

Jiang Qi's expression gradually became distorted.

Wang Xinghua, who was having breakfast at the same table as Jiang Qi, finally couldn't stand it anymore and complained: "Boss, you're not at a loss, right?"

"You climbed the Great Wall the day before yesterday and visited the Forbidden City yesterday. That is to say, you just visited other attractions in Peking some time ago and you are not interested. You have no schedule for these two days. At noon the day after tomorrow, Boss Zhang helped you book a box in Taifeng Tower. You are more serious than that one. The stream is much more comfortable."

"He ate a total of three sandwiches yesterday, and they were still cold."

Wang Xinghua grabbed a sandwich and chewed it.

"...sandwiches are always cold." Jiang Qi complained.

"Ah?" Wang Xinghua was shocked, "Then why is everything I eat hot?"

"Because every morning you pack sandwiches with hot buns, hot milk, hot rice balls, and roast chicken and bring them to my room to eat, and you keep them warm!" Jiang Qi said, "And...

"

Jiang Qi looked at Wang Erya, Huang Fugui and Old John who were eating at another table: "Why do you four come to my room for breakfast every morning? Isn't there a cafeteria???"

Wang Erya quickly swallowed the bun in her mouth: "It was Sister Xinghua who said that she had to perform snacks every day and couldn't eat normally. She was tired of eating those snacks for three days in a row. Although she can order takeout, there are obviously free ones.

If you don’t eat at the buffet and have takeout, Sister Xinghua is worried about money.”

"We can pack more things if we pack together. Brother, your room is big and has a dining table, so come here to eat."

Wang Xinghua continued: "And boss, don't you think it's lonely to have breakfast alone? How lively it would be if we had breakfast with you!"

"Yes, there are so many people and it's so lively." Huang Fugui said cheerfully.

Old John didn't say anything. He picked up the hot coffee and used comfortable body language to express that he felt more comfortable eating at Jiang Qi's place.

Jiang Qi:……

"Fine."

Jiang Qi was convinced.

Jiang Cha smiled and said, "But boss, if you have time today, you may really need to go to the exhibition hall to take a look."

"Ah, are there any activities over there in the exhibition hall?" Jiang Qi thought for a moment and answered by himself, "Is Ms. Xu shooting the vlog today?"

Jiang Cha nodded.
Chapter completed!