Lin Han was already afraid of signing books. Although he only signed 100 books at the London Book Fair, it had already left a huge shadow in his heart.
As one of the bosses, Lin Han wants to leave a good impression on his employees, build good relationships, and prove that he really cares about this magazine.
"Teacher Lin, since you are busy, we will leave first. I hope the new book will sell well."
The staff member didn't expect that Lin Han actually walked out in pajamas. Are all the people unkempt
Lin Han is not short of money to buy these 100 books, and the Renmin University Publishing House is also willing to show its favor. Usually, an author only publishes a few sample books.
Signing in five cities is absolutely fatal, so Lin Han will never let go and cause trouble for himself.
It doesn't cost much to have a meal, but it can win people's hearts, so why not do it.
Signing in five cities is absolutely fatal, so Lin Han will never let go and cause trouble for himself.
"No, we have to get back to work."
Chen Jiaxuan also knew that based on Lin Han's global royalty ratio, he could get a large amount of money, so he did not refuse at all, "Then be prepared to be ripped off. You have a good rest."
It doesn't cost much to have a meal, but it can win people's hearts, so why not do it.
"How dare I compete with you as a fan? You are a best-selling author in the world, and I am just a small science fiction writer in China. We officially released a new version of "Age of Fantasy" in mid-May, and now we have received a lot of manuscripts. You can also come and help review them. Take a look at the manuscript and make a guest edit."
Chen Jiaxuan put her hair behind her ears and said: "I have already refused for you, but because the contract we signed includes cooperation in publicity, you need to sign five hundred books at home. I will ask a big publishing house tomorrow The staff will deliver it to your home.”
Lin Han nodded, made an invitation gesture, and said with a smile: "It's okay, please bring the box in. Do you want some water?"
"According to your auspicious words, the new book will definitely sell well."
"You're a big eater. I think the people in the editorial department will definitely cheer. I'll tell them later. We'll come down after you take a taxi to the editorial office building."
"Isn't it because of you? I obey your command in everything. But now I am still busy signing books at home. I am exhausted from five hundred books."
Lin Han's eyes lit up instantly when he heard that he was going to review the manuscript. He had never seen how an editor worked. Now that he had the opportunity to try it, it was much better than signing autographs at home.
Lin Han is not short of money to buy these 100 books, and the Renmin University Publishing House is also willing to show its favor. Usually, an author only publishes a few sample books.
"Five hundred copies? If there are too many signed books, they won't be valuable. Why not sign 50 copies!" In order to reduce the workload, Lin Han started to bargain by himself.
Chen Jiaxuan also knew that based on Lin Han's global royalty ratio, he could get a large amount of money, so he did not refuse at all, "Then be prepared to be ripped off. You have a good rest."
Chen Jiaxuan also knew that based on Lin Han's global royalty ratio, he could get a large amount of money, so he did not refuse at all, "Then be prepared to be ripped off. You have a good rest."
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
Li Wenyuan laughed quickly on the other end of the phone: "It's only 500 copies. Your agent is so kind to you. If I attend any book signing event, my wrists would have to be massaged and acupunctured. Before any new book is released, Can’t you sign eight hundred thousand copies?”
"I'm not asking you to sign it all in one day. You just have to finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are given as gifts to your readers, and the remaining four hundred are returned to the big publishing houses. Others can consider them enough. Save face."
When Li Wenyuan called, he had signed more than a hundred copies. His work efficiency was so high that he couldn't even delay it.
Lin Han's eyes lit up instantly when he heard that he was going to review the manuscript. He had never seen how an editor worked. Now that he had the opportunity to try it, it was much better than signing autographs at home.
…
"Five hundred copies? If there are too many signed books, they won't be valuable. Why not sign 50 copies!" In order to reduce the workload, Lin Han started to bargain by himself.
"Isn't it because of you? I obey your command in everything. But now I am still busy signing books at home. I am exhausted from five hundred books."
"You're a big eater. I think the people in the editorial department will definitely cheer. I'll tell them later. We'll come down after you take a taxi to the editorial office building."
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
Lin Han is not short of money to buy these 100 books, and the Renmin University Publishing House is also willing to show its favor. Usually, an author only publishes a few sample books.
Chen Jiaxuan also knew that based on Lin Han's global royalty ratio, he could get a large amount of money, so he did not refuse at all, "Then be prepared to be ripped off. You have a good rest."
As a patient with mild mysophobia, Lin Han actually has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He doesn't like to put off today's things until tomorrow, so after finishing washing, he opened the tape on the box, then resignedly opened the title page and started signing. .
"Five hundred copies? If there are too many signed books, they won't be valuable. Why not sign 50 copies!" In order to reduce the workload, Lin Han started to bargain by himself.
It doesn't cost much to have a meal, but it can win people's hearts, so why not do it.
…
Since it was a gift for readers, Lin Han suddenly became very motivated. He immediately said: "Let them deliver it tomorrow, and I will try my best to sign it. You didn't even dry your hair at any time now. Did you just get up?"
"No, we have to get back to work."
He didn't even bother to turn on the computer. After dinner at a random restaurant outside the community, Lin Han returned home and fell asleep.
When Li Wenyuan called, he had signed more than a hundred copies. His work efficiency was so high that he couldn't even delay it.
"Teacher Lin, your book has been delivered. Can we come back to pick it up in a few days? I'm sorry to disturb your sleep. I'm sorry."
"Yeah, I'm going to Chanel at ten in the morning. Although I won't go in to watch the show, I still have to take care of the media and public relations staff and take more beautiful photos."
He didn't even bother to turn on the computer. After dinner at a random restaurant outside the community, Lin Han returned home and fell asleep.
"Yeah, I'm going to Chanel at ten in the morning. Although I won't go in to watch the show, I still have to take care of the media and public relations staff and take more beautiful photos."
As a staff member of a publishing house, it is normal to get a book before it goes on the market, but they are usually immune to books. People who read books every day, even if they are treasures, are just that, and it is difficult to produce them. Really like it.
After the two hung up the video call, they each went about their own business.
"Then I won't bother you. Work is really hard. Come back later and have a big dinner together to reward you. You can eat whatever you want. I'm rich!"
Lin Han nodded, made an invitation gesture, and said with a smile: "It's okay, please bring the box in. Do you want some water?"
As one of the bosses, Lin Han wants to leave a good impression on his employees, build good relationships, and prove that he really cares about this magazine.
"Then I won't bother you. Work is really hard. Come back later and have a big dinner together to reward you. You can eat whatever you want. I'm rich!"
Lin Han is not short of money to buy these 100 books, and the Renmin University Publishing House is also willing to show its favor. Usually, an author only publishes a few sample books.
"Teacher Lin, your book has been delivered. Can we come back to pick it up in a few days? I'm sorry to disturb your sleep. I'm sorry."
Chen Jiaxuan put her hair behind her ears and said: "I have already refused for you, but because the contract we signed includes cooperation in publicity, you need to sign five hundred books at home. I will ask a big publishing house tomorrow The staff will deliver it to your home.”
The staff member didn't expect that Lin Han actually walked out in pajamas. Are all the people unkempt
"How dare I compete with you as a fan? You are a best-selling author in the world, and I am just a small science fiction writer in China. We officially released a new version of "Age of Fantasy" in mid-May, and now we have received a lot of manuscripts. You can also come and help review them. Take a look at the manuscript and make a guest edit."
Chen Jiaxuan also knew that based on Lin Han's global royalty ratio, he could get a large amount of money, so he did not refuse at all, "Then be prepared to be ripped off. You have a good rest."
Although Lin Han had seen photos of the physical book before, he had just looked through it with his own hands now. From the cover, printing, and paper, it was very good. He turned to the desk and picked up a signature pen and signed it. name, and then handed it to the staff member.
When Li Wenyuan called, he had signed more than a hundred copies. His work efficiency was so high that he couldn't even delay it.
Chen Jiaxuan put her hair behind her ears and said: "I have already refused for you, but because the contract we signed includes cooperation in publicity, you need to sign five hundred books at home. I will ask a big publishing house tomorrow The staff will deliver it to your home.”
"Then I won't bother you. Work is really hard. Come back later and have a big dinner together to reward you. You can eat whatever you want. I'm rich!"
After closing the door, Lin Han started to have trouble with the two large boxes of physical books. Five hundred signed books was no small project, but he had to accept his fate to sign them.
Lin Han's eyes lit up instantly when he heard that he was going to review the manuscript. He had never seen how an editor worked. Now that he had the opportunity to try it, it was much better than signing autographs at home.
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Sit down and rest for a while. If you are late for work, just say that I didn't get up and let you wait." Lin Han said as he took out mineral water and handed it to these staff members, who are all parents. Of course it would be better to take a good rest.
"I'm not asking you to sign it all in one day. You just have to finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are given as gifts to your readers, and the remaining four hundred are returned to the big publishing houses. Others can consider them enough. Save face."
After the two hung up the video call, they each went about their own business.
After a spring sleep, he slept until ten o'clock the next morning. If the doorbell hadn't rang, Lin Han wouldn't have gotten up at all.
Signing in five cities is absolutely fatal, so Lin Han will never let go and cause trouble for himself.
Having not cleaned the room for more than a week, Lin Han had turned into a housework expert and started sweeping, mopping, and wiping the furniture while taking out the things in his suitcase and putting them away.
"How dare I compete with you as a fan? You are a best-selling author in the world, and I am just a small science fiction writer in China. We officially released a new version of "Age of Fantasy" in mid-May, and now we have received a lot of manuscripts. You can also come and help review them. Take a look at the manuscript and make a guest edit."
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
"Five hundred copies? If there are too many signed books, they won't be valuable. Why not sign 50 copies!" In order to reduce the workload, Lin Han started to bargain by himself.
Having not cleaned the room for more than a week, Lin Han had turned into a housework expert and started sweeping, mopping, and wiping the furniture while taking out the things in his suitcase and putting them away.
Lin Han is not short of money to buy these 100 books, and the Renmin University Publishing House is also willing to show its favor. Usually, an author only publishes a few sample books.
Lin Han's eyes lit up instantly when he heard that he was going to review the manuscript. He had never seen how an editor worked. Now that he had the opportunity to try it, it was much better than signing autographs at home.
So he quickly nodded and agreed: "That's no problem, I'll be here right away. But it's almost lunch now, right? Otherwise, I'll invite your editorial staff to have lunch together, and you can book a Chinese restaurant nearby."
As a patient with mild mysophobia, Lin Han actually has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He doesn't like to put off today's things until tomorrow, so after finishing washing, he opened the tape on the box, then resignedly opened the title page and started signing. .
He doesn't have the habit of taking souvenirs with him when he goes out. He only puts two photos in his phone at most. It's more of a spiritual experience.
Since it was a gift for readers, Lin Han suddenly became very motivated. He immediately said: "Let them deliver it tomorrow, and I will try my best to sign it. You didn't even dry your hair at any time now. Did you just get up?"
One of them had a shy expression, and he pulled out a book from behind his back like a magic trick, "Teacher Lin, I really like your book "The Martian". It's so well written. Can you sign it for me?"
Lin Han put the pen aside, sighed and said, "Mosquito, are you showing off that you have more fans than me?"
As a patient with mild mysophobia, Lin Han actually has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He doesn't like to put off today's things until tomorrow, so after finishing washing, he opened the tape on the box, then resignedly opened the title page and started signing. .
"Okay, 30 minutes at most."
Since it was a gift for readers, Lin Han suddenly became very motivated. He immediately said: "Let them deliver it tomorrow, and I will try my best to sign it. You didn't even dry your hair at any time now. Did you just get up?"
Li Wenyuan laughed quickly on the other end of the phone: "It's only 500 copies. Your agent is so kind to you. If I attend any book signing event, my wrists would have to be massaged and acupunctured. Before any new book is released, Can’t you sign eight hundred thousand copies?”
"No, we have to get back to work."
He didn't even bother to turn on the computer. After dinner at a random restaurant outside the community, Lin Han returned home and fell asleep.
Li Wenyuan laughed quickly on the other end of the phone: "It's only 500 copies. Your agent is so kind to you. If I attend any book signing event, my wrists would have to be massaged and acupunctured. Before any new book is released, Can’t you sign eight hundred thousand copies?”
As one of the bosses, Lin Han wants to leave a good impression on his employees, build good relationships, and prove that he really cares about this magazine.
…
One of them had a shy expression, and he pulled out a book from behind his back like a magic trick, "Teacher Lin, I really like your book "The Martian". It's so well written. Can you sign it for me?"
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
After the two hung up the video call, they each went about their own business.
"I'm not asking you to sign it all in one day. You just have to finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are given as gifts to your readers, and the remaining four hundred are returned to the big publishing houses. Others can consider them enough. Save face."
"I'm not asking you to sign it all in one day. You just have to finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are given as gifts to your readers, and the remaining four hundred are returned to the big publishing houses. Others can consider them enough. Save face."
Li Wenyuan laughed quickly on the other end of the phone: "It's only 500 copies. Your agent is so kind to you. If I attend any book signing event, my wrists would have to be massaged and acupunctured. Before any new book is released, Can’t you sign eight hundred thousand copies?”
Li Wenyuan laughed quickly on the other end of the phone: "It's only 500 copies. Your agent is so kind to you. If I attend any book signing event, my wrists would have to be massaged and acupunctured. Before any new book is released, Can’t you sign eight hundred thousand copies?”
After a spring sleep, he slept until ten o'clock the next morning. If the doorbell hadn't rang, Lin Han wouldn't have gotten up at all.
Lin Han's eyes lit up instantly when he heard that he was going to review the manuscript. He had never seen how an editor worked. Now that he had the opportunity to try it, it was much better than signing autographs at home.
After closing the door, Lin Han started to have trouble with the two large boxes of physical books. Five hundred signed books was no small project, but he had to accept his fate to sign them.
Lin Han is not short of money to buy these 100 books, and the Renmin University Publishing House is also willing to show its favor. Usually, an author only publishes a few sample books.
Having not cleaned the room for more than a week, Lin Han had turned into a housework expert and started sweeping, mopping, and wiping the furniture while taking out the things in his suitcase and putting them away.
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
Lin Han is not short of money to buy these 100 books, and the Renmin University Publishing House is also willing to show its favor. Usually, an author only publishes a few sample books.
…
He didn't even bother to turn on the computer. After dinner at a random restaurant outside the community, Lin Han returned home and fell asleep.
Lin Han put the pen aside, sighed and said, "Mosquito, are you showing off that you have more fans than me?"
"Teacher Lin, your book has been delivered. Can we come back to pick it up in a few days? I'm sorry to disturb your sleep. I'm sorry."
Li Wenyuan laughed quickly on the other end of the phone: "It's only 500 copies. Your agent is so kind to you. If I attend any book signing event, my wrists would have to be massaged and acupunctured. Before any new book is released, Can’t you sign eight hundred thousand copies?”
…
As one of the bosses, Lin Han wants to leave a good impression on his employees, build good relationships, and prove that he really cares about this magazine.
"How dare I compete with you as a fan? You are a best-selling author in the world, and I am just a small science fiction writer in China. We officially released a new version of "Age of Fantasy" in mid-May, and now we have received a lot of manuscripts. You can also come and help review them. Take a look at the manuscript and make a guest edit."
The staff member didn't expect that Lin Han actually walked out in pajamas. Are all the people unkempt
Although Lin Han had seen photos of the physical book before, he had just looked through it with his own hands now. From the cover, printing, and paper, it was very good. He turned to the desk and picked up a signature pen and signed it. name, and then handed it to the staff member.
He didn't even bother to turn on the computer. After dinner at a random restaurant outside the community, Lin Han returned home and fell asleep.
When Li Wenyuan called, he had signed more than a hundred copies. His work efficiency was so high that he couldn't even delay it.
Lin Han nodded, made an invitation gesture, and said with a smile: "It's okay, please bring the box in. Do you want some water?"
"Yeah, I'm going to Chanel at ten in the morning. Although I won't go in to watch the show, I still have to take care of the media and public relations staff and take more beautiful photos."
"I'm not asking you to sign it all in one day. You just have to finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are given as gifts to your readers, and the remaining four hundred are returned to the big publishing houses. Others can consider them enough. Save face."
So he quickly nodded and agreed: "That's no problem, I'll be here right away. But it's almost lunch now, right? Otherwise, I'll invite your editorial staff to have lunch together, and you can book a Chinese restaurant nearby."
As one of the bosses, Lin Han wants to leave a good impression on his employees, build good relationships, and prove that he really cares about this magazine.
As a patient with mild mysophobia, Lin Han actually has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He doesn't like to put off today's things until tomorrow, so after finishing washing, he opened the tape on the box, then resignedly opened the title page and started signing. .
Chen Jiaxuan put her hair behind her ears and said: "I have already refused for you, but because the contract we signed includes cooperation in publicity, you need to sign five hundred books at home. I will ask a big publishing house tomorrow The staff will deliver it to your home.”
Li Wenyuan laughed quickly on the other end of the phone: "It's only 500 copies. Your agent is so kind to you. If I attend any book signing event, my wrists would have to be massaged and acupunctured. Before any new book is released, Can’t you sign eight hundred thousand copies?”
"Yeah, I'm going to Chanel at ten in the morning. Although I won't go in to watch the show, I still have to take care of the media and public relations staff and take more beautiful photos."
"No, we have to get back to work."
"Yeah, I'm going to Chanel at ten in the morning. Although I won't go in to watch the show, I still have to take care of the media and public relations staff and take more beautiful photos."
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Sit down and rest for a while. If you are late for work, just say that I didn't get up and let you wait." Lin Han said as he took out mineral water and handed it to these staff members, who are all parents. Of course it would be better to take a good rest.
"You're a big eater. I think the people in the editorial department will definitely cheer. I'll tell them later. We'll come down after you take a taxi to the editorial office building."
Signing in five cities is absolutely fatal, so Lin Han will never let go and cause trouble for himself.
Lin Han's eyes lit up instantly when he heard that he was going to review the manuscript. He had never seen how an editor worked. Now that he had the opportunity to try it, it was much better than signing autographs at home.
Chen Jiaxuan put her hair behind her ears and said: "I have already refused for you, but because the contract we signed includes cooperation in publicity, you need to sign five hundred books at home. I will ask a big publishing house tomorrow The staff will deliver it to your home.”
"I'm not asking you to sign it all in one day. You just have to finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are given as gifts to your readers, and the remaining four hundred are returned to the big publishing houses. Others can consider them enough. Save face."
"You're a big eater. I think the people in the editorial department will definitely cheer. I'll tell them later. We'll come down after you take a taxi to the editorial office building."
As a patient with mild mysophobia, Lin Han actually has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He doesn't like to put off today's things until tomorrow, so after finishing washing, he opened the tape on the box, then resignedly opened the title page and started signing. .
It is impossible for magazines to recruit all the most well-known authors for manuscripts. They must also give newcomers and ordinary authors something to look forward to. This can quickly generate blood and give readers more choices.
One of them had a shy expression, and he pulled out a book from behind his back like a magic trick, "Teacher Lin, I really like your book "The Martian". It's so well written. Can you sign it for me?"
"No, we have to get back to work."
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Sit down and rest for a while. If you are late for work, just say that I didn't get up and let you wait." Lin Han said as he took out mineral water and handed it to these staff members, who are all parents. Of course it would be better to take a good rest.
As a patient with mild mysophobia, Lin Han actually has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He doesn't like to put off today's things until tomorrow, so after finishing washing, he opened the tape on the box, then resignedly opened the title page and started signing. .
"I'm not asking you to sign it all in one day. You just have to finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are given as gifts to your readers, and the remaining four hundred are returned to the big publishing houses. Others can consider them enough. Save face."
Lin Han is not short of money to buy these 100 books, and the Renmin University Publishing House is also willing to show its favor. Usually, an author only publishes a few sample books.
"Then I won't bother you. Work is really hard. Come back later and have a big dinner together to reward you. You can eat whatever you want. I'm rich!"
As a staff member of a publishing house, it is normal to get a book before it goes on the market, but they are usually immune to books. People who read books every day, even if they are treasures, are just that, and it is difficult to produce them. Really like it.
After a spring sleep, he slept until ten o'clock the next morning. If the doorbell hadn't rang, Lin Han wouldn't have gotten up at all.
"According to your auspicious words, the new book will definitely sell well."
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
Although Lin Han had seen photos of the physical book before, he had just looked through it with his own hands now. From the cover, printing, and paper, it was very good. He turned to the desk and picked up a signature pen and signed it. name, and then handed it to the staff member.
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
As a staff member of a publishing house, it is normal to get a book before it goes on the market, but they are usually immune to books. People who read books every day, even if they are treasures, are just that, and it is difficult to produce them. Really like it.
Signing in five cities is absolutely fatal, so Lin Han will never let go and cause trouble for himself.
It is impossible for magazines to recruit all the most well-known authors for manuscripts. They must also give newcomers and ordinary authors something to look forward to. This can quickly generate blood and give readers more choices.
After closing the door, Lin Han started to have trouble with the two large boxes of physical books. Five hundred signed books was no small project, but he had to accept his fate to sign them.
"I saw on your Weibo yesterday that you have returned to China. How are you? Are you interested in coming to our magazine? You have already started working. As a shareholder, you always have to worry about when your magazine will resume publication."
"Five hundred copies? If there are too many signed books, they won't be valuable. Why not sign 50 copies!" In order to reduce the workload, Lin Han started to bargain by himself.
"Teacher Lin, since you are busy, we will leave first. I hope the new book will sell well."
Having not cleaned the room for more than a week, Lin Han had turned into a housework expert and started sweeping, mopping, and wiping the furniture while taking out the things in his suitcase and putting them away.
Lin Han put the pen aside, sighed and said, "Mosquito, are you showing off that you have more fans than me?"
One of them had a shy expression, and he pulled out a book from behind his back like a magic trick, "Teacher Lin, I really like your book "The Martian". It's so well written. Can you sign it for me?"
"According to your auspicious words, the new book will definitely sell well."
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
So he quickly nodded and agreed: "That's no problem, I'll be here right away. But it's almost lunch now, right? Otherwise, I'll invite your editorial staff to have lunch together, and you can book a Chinese restaurant nearby."
"I saw on your Weibo yesterday that you have returned to China. How are you? Are you interested in coming to our magazine? You have already started working. As a shareholder, you always have to worry about when your magazine will resume publication."
Of course, the output of master-level authors is very limited, and they also like to delay manuscripts and delay submissions. To support the entire magazine, the author pyramid must not be relaxed.
"According to your auspicious words, the new book will definitely sell well."
After closing the door, Lin Han started to have trouble with the two large boxes of physical books. Five hundred signed books was no small project, but he had to accept his fate to sign them.
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
Although Lin Han had seen photos of the physical book before, he had just looked through it with his own hands now. From the cover, printing, and paper, it was very good. He turned to the desk and picked up a signature pen and signed it. name, and then handed it to the staff member.
…
As a patient with mild mysophobia, Lin Han actually has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He doesn't like to put off today's things until tomorrow, so after finishing washing, he opened the tape on the box, then resignedly opened the title page and started signing. .
"How dare I compete with you as a fan? You are a best-selling author in the world, and I am just a small science fiction writer in China. We officially released a new version of "Age of Fantasy" in mid-May, and now we have received a lot of manuscripts. You can also come and help review them. Take a look at the manuscript and make a guest edit."
Lin Han is not short of money to buy these 100 books, and the Renmin University Publishing House is also willing to show its favor. Usually, an author only publishes a few sample books.
…
"Then I won't bother you. Work is really hard. Come back later and have a big dinner together to reward you. You can eat whatever you want. I'm rich!"
"Isn't it because of you? I obey your command in everything. But now I am still busy signing books at home. I am exhausted from five hundred books."
Although Lin Han had seen photos of the physical book before, he had just looked through it with his own hands now. From the cover, printing, and paper, it was very good. He turned to the desk and picked up a signature pen and signed it. name, and then handed it to the staff member.
"I'm not asking you to sign it all in one day. You just have to finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are given as gifts to your readers, and the remaining four hundred are returned to the big publishing houses. Others can consider them enough. Save face."
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
When Li Wenyuan called, he had signed more than a hundred copies. His work efficiency was so high that he couldn't even delay it.
Since it was a gift for readers, Lin Han suddenly became very motivated. He immediately said: "Let them deliver it tomorrow, and I will try my best to sign it. You didn't even dry your hair at any time now. Did you just get up?"
The staff member didn't expect that Lin Han actually walked out in pajamas. Are all the people unkempt
So he quickly nodded and agreed: "That's no problem, I'll be here right away. But it's almost lunch now, right? Otherwise, I'll invite your editorial staff to have lunch together, and you can book a Chinese restaurant nearby."
"Yeah, I'm going to Chanel at ten in the morning. Although I won't go in to watch the show, I still have to take care of the media and public relations staff and take more beautiful photos."
"You're a big eater. I think the people in the editorial department will definitely cheer. I'll tell them later. We'll come down after you take a taxi to the editorial office building."
He didn't even bother to turn on the computer. After dinner at a random restaurant outside the community, Lin Han returned home and fell asleep.
"Thank you for your hard work, everyone. Sit down and rest for a while. If you are late for work, just say that I didn't get up and let you wait." Lin Han said as he took out mineral water and handed it to these staff members, who are all parents. Of course it would be better to take a good rest.
So he quickly nodded and agreed: "That's no problem, I'll be here right away. But it's almost lunch now, right? Otherwise, I'll invite your editorial staff to have lunch together, and you can book a Chinese restaurant nearby."
"I saw on your Weibo yesterday that you have returned to China. How are you? Are you interested in coming to our magazine? You have already started working. As a shareholder, you always have to worry about when your magazine will resume publication."
"Isn't it because of you? I obey your command in everything. But now I am still busy signing books at home. I am exhausted from five hundred books."
"Teacher Lin, since you are busy, we will leave first. I hope the new book will sell well."
"Okay, 30 minutes at most."
As one of the bosses, Lin Han wants to leave a good impression on his employees, build good relationships, and prove that he really cares about this magazine.
"Isn't it because of you? I obey your command in everything. But now I am still busy signing books at home. I am exhausted from five hundred books."
"Then I won't bother you. Work is really hard. Come back later and have a big dinner together to reward you. You can eat whatever you want. I'm rich!"
Lin Han's eyes lit up instantly when he heard that he was going to review the manuscript. He had never seen how an editor worked. Now that he had the opportunity to try it, it was much better than signing autographs at home.
As a patient with mild mysophobia, Lin Han actually has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He doesn't like to put off today's things until tomorrow, so after finishing washing, he opened the tape on the box, then resignedly opened the title page and started signing. .
"Teacher Lin, since you are busy, we will leave first. I hope the new book will sell well."
It is impossible for magazines to recruit all the most well-known authors for manuscripts. They must also give newcomers and ordinary authors something to look forward to. This can quickly generate blood and give readers more choices.
Li Wenyuan laughed quickly on the other end of the phone: "It's only 500 copies. Your agent is so kind to you. If I attend any book signing event, my wrists would have to be massaged and acupunctured. Before any new book is released, Can’t you sign eight hundred thousand copies?”
"No, we have to get back to work."
The staff member didn't expect that Lin Han actually walked out in pajamas. Are all the people unkempt
After the two hung up the video call, they each went about their own business.
Li Wenyuan laughed quickly on the other end of the phone: "It's only 500 copies. Your agent is so kind to you. If I attend any book signing event, my wrists would have to be massaged and acupunctured. Before any new book is released, Can’t you sign eight hundred thousand copies?”
Lin Han put the pen aside, sighed and said, "Mosquito, are you showing off that you have more fans than me?"
He didn't even bother to turn on the computer. After dinner at a random restaurant outside the community, Lin Han returned home and fell asleep.
So he quickly nodded and agreed: "That's no problem, I'll be here right away. But it's almost lunch now, right? Otherwise, I'll invite your editorial staff to have lunch together, and you can book a Chinese restaurant nearby."
"I'm not asking you to sign it all in one day. You just have to finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are given as gifts to your readers, and the remaining four hundred are returned to the big publishing houses. Others can consider them enough. Save face."
Of course, the output of master-level authors is very limited, and they also like to delay manuscripts and delay submissions. To support the entire magazine, the author pyramid must not be relaxed.
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
After closing the door, Lin Han started to have trouble with the two large boxes of physical books. Five hundred signed books was no small project, but he had to accept his fate to sign them.
The staff member didn't expect that Lin Han actually walked out in pajamas. Are all the people unkempt
After a spring sleep, he slept until ten o'clock the next morning. If the doorbell hadn't rang, Lin Han wouldn't have gotten up at all.
"How dare I compete with you as a fan? You are a best-selling author in the world, and I am just a small science fiction writer in China. We officially released a new version of "Age of Fantasy" in mid-May, and now we have received a lot of manuscripts. You can also come and help review them. Take a look at the manuscript and make a guest edit."
After closing the door, Lin Han started to have trouble with the two large boxes of physical books. Five hundred signed books was no small project, but he had to accept his fate to sign them.
The staff member didn't expect that Lin Han actually walked out in pajamas. Are all the people unkempt
Lin Han is not short of money to buy these 100 books, and the Renmin University Publishing House is also willing to show its favor. Usually, an author only publishes a few sample books.
The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cardboard boxes and several staff members from the Renmin University Publishing House.
"You're a big eater. I think the people in the editorial department will definitely cheer. I'll tell them later. We'll come down after you take a taxi to the editorial office building."
Lin Han nodded, made an invitation gesture, and said with a smile: "It's okay, please bring the box in. Do you want some water?"
Since it was a gift for readers, Lin Han suddenly became very motivated. He immediately said: "Let them deliver it tomorrow, and I will try my best to sign it. You didn't even dry your hair at any time now. Did you just get up?"
As one of the bosses, Lin Han wants to leave a good impression on his employees, build good relationships, and prove that he really cares about this magazine.
It is impossible for magazines to recruit all the most well-known authors for manuscripts. They must also give newcomers and ordinary authors something to look forward to. This can quickly generate blood and give readers more choices.
Chen Jiaxuan also knew that based on Lin Han's global royalty ratio, he could get a large amount of money, so he did not refuse at all, "Then be prepared to be ripped off. You have a good rest."
"Okay, 30 minutes at most."
"Yeah, I'm going to Chanel at ten in the morning. Although I won't go in to watch the show, I still have to take care of the media and public relations staff and take more beautiful photos."
Lin Han was already afraid of signing books. Although he only signed 100 books at the London Book Fair, it had already left a huge shadow in his heart.
After closing the door, Lin Han started to have trouble with the two large boxes of physical books. Five hundred signed books was no small project, but he had to accept his fate to sign them.
Of course, the output of master-level authors is very limited, and they also like to delay manuscripts and delay submissions. To support the entire magazine, the author pyramid must not be relaxed.
Lin Han put the pen aside, sighed and said, "Mosquito, are you showing off that you have more fans than me?"
Chen Jiaxuan put her hair behind her ears and said: "I have already refused for you, but because the contract we signed includes cooperation in publicity, you need to sign five hundred books at home. I will ask a big publishing house tomorrow The staff will deliver it to your home.”
Lin Han's eyes lit up instantly when he heard that he was going to review the manuscript. He had never seen how an editor worked. Now that he had the opportunity to try it, it was much better than signing autographs at home.
Since it was a gift for readers, Lin Han suddenly became very motivated. He immediately said: "Let them deliver it tomorrow, and I will try my best to sign it. You didn't even dry your hair at any time now. Did you just get up?"
After a spring sleep, he slept until ten o'clock the next morning. If the doorbell hadn't rang, Lin Han wouldn't have gotten up at all.
"Yeah, I'm going to Chanel at ten in the morning. Although I won't go in to watch the show, I still have to take care of the media and public relations staff and take more beautiful photos."
Although Lin Han had seen photos of the physical book before, he had just looked through it with his own hands now. From the cover, printing, and paper, it was very good. He turned to the desk and picked up a signature pen and signed it. name, and then handed it to the staff member.
Chen Jiaxuan also knew that based on Lin Han's global royalty ratio, he could get a large amount of money, so he did not refuse at all, "Then be prepared to be ripped off. You have a good rest."
Having not cleaned the room for more than a week, Lin Han had turned into a housework expert and started sweeping, mopping, and wiping the furniture while taking out the things in his suitcase and putting them away.
"Yeah, I'm going to Chanel at ten in the morning. Although I won't go in to watch the show, I still have to take care of the media and public relations staff and take more beautiful photos."
So he quickly nodded and agreed: "That's no problem, I'll be here right away. But it's almost lunch now, right? Otherwise, I'll invite your editorial staff to have lunch together, and you can book a Chinese restaurant nearby."
"Yeah, I'm going to Chanel at ten in the morning. Although I won't go in to watch the show, I still have to take care of the media and public relations staff and take more beautiful photos."
One of them had a shy expression, and he pulled out a book from behind his back like a magic trick, "Teacher Lin, I really like your book "The Martian". It's so well written. Can you sign it for me?"
"Okay, 30 minutes at most."
"Five hundred copies? If there are too many signed books, they won't be valuable. Why not sign 50 copies!" In order to reduce the workload, Lin Han started to bargain by himself.
Chen Jiaxuan put her hair behind her ears and said: "I have already refused for you, but because the contract we signed includes cooperation in publicity, you need to sign five hundred books at home. I will ask a big publishing house tomorrow The staff will deliver it to your home.”
"No, we have to get back to work."
As one of the bosses, Lin Han wants to leave a good impression on his employees, build good relationships, and prove that he really cares about this magazine.
"I'm not asking you to sign it all in one day. You just have to finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are given as gifts to your readers, and the remaining four hundred are returned to the big publishing houses. Others can consider them enough. Save face."
He doesn't have the habit of taking souvenirs with him when he goes out. He only puts two photos in his phone at most. It's more of a spiritual experience.
He doesn't have the habit of taking souvenirs with him when he goes out. He only puts two photos in his phone at most. It's more of a spiritual experience.
It is impossible for magazines to recruit all the most well-known authors for manuscripts. They must also give newcomers and ordinary authors something to look forward to. This can quickly generate blood and give readers more choices.
When Li Wenyuan called, he had signed more than a hundred copies. His work efficiency was so high that he couldn't even delay it.
It doesn't cost much to have a meal, but it can win people's hearts, so why not do it.
"I saw on your Weibo yesterday that you have returned to China. How are you? Are you interested in coming to our magazine? You have already started working. As a shareholder, you always have to worry about when your magazine will resume publication."
One of them had a shy expression, and he pulled out a book from behind his back like a magic trick, "Teacher Lin, I really like your book "The Martian". It's so well written. Can you sign it for me?"
"You're a big eater. I think the people in the editorial department will definitely cheer. I'll tell them later. We'll come down after you take a taxi to the editorial office building."
Having not cleaned the room for more than a week, Lin Han had turned into a housework expert and started sweeping, mopping, and wiping the furniture while taking out the things in his suitcase and putting them away.
"Then I won't bother you. Work is really hard. Come back later and have a big dinner together to reward you. You can eat whatever you want. I'm rich!"
It doesn't cost much to have a meal, but it can win people's hearts, so why not do it.
He didn't even bother to turn on the computer. After dinner at a random restaurant outside the community, Lin Han returned home and fell asleep.
He doesn't have the habit of taking souvenirs with him when he goes out. He only puts two photos in his phone at most. It's more of a spiritual experience.
The staff member didn't expect that Lin Han actually walked out in pajamas. Are all the people unkempt
As one of the bosses, Lin Han wants to leave a good impression on his employees, build good relationships, and prove that he really cares about this magazine.
"Okay, 30 minutes at most."
"Okay, 30 minutes at most."
After closing the door, Lin Han started to have trouble with the two large boxes of physical books. Five hundred signed books was no small project, but he had to accept his fate to sign them.
"No, we have to get back to work."
"I'm not asking you to sign it all in one day. You just have to finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are given as gifts to your readers, and the remaining four hundred are returned to the big publishing houses. Others can consider them enough. Save face."