The girl called Mo Mo glanced at the man wearing sunglasses in front of her. She felt like she had seen him somewhere before, but she couldn't remember it for a while. However, I felt an inexplicable sense of intimacy when I heard his voice, so I immediately took out a pen from my schoolbag and handed it to him.
After that, she kept looking at the man in sunglasses beside her. She saw him take the pen and write a line of words on the magazine in his hand. Then he put the pen and the magazine in his hand, and then patted it. his shoulders and said:
"Little sister, you are very discerning. This magazine is given to you!"
Momo finally heard the man's voice at this time. He ignored the magazine in his hand and shouted excitedly: "Teacher Qin Hao, Teacher Qin Hao, my name is Yan Mo!"
Qin Hao had already run away at this time, but after hearing the girl's voice, he still turned around with a smile and waved to her vigorously.
Yan Mo watched Qin Hao's leaving figure and couldn't let go for a long time. It wasn't until his figure disappeared from sight that he opened the magazine in his hand and saw a line of words written in perfect cursive on the title page: "Thank you for having you!"
The signature below is Qin Hao.
Suddenly, Yan Mo felt a little wet on his face, but he felt that he was right to like Qin Hao as an idol, and then he showed a happy smile.
"Wow! Momo, is he Qin Hao? It's so warm!"
Yan Mo's friend looked at her with envy at this time, and then said to the boss of the newsstand: "Boss, change it to "Poetry" for me!"
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In "Poetry" Publishing House, Li Dongxu sat nervously in front of the computer, staring at the computer screen intently. This is software within their magazine system that monitors the sales of various magazines in real time, which will greatly promote their future magazine production.
At this time, Xu Yalun was standing not far away, rubbing his hands, and said uneasily: "Mr. Li, the sales increase of this "Poetry Magazine" must be too great. We have no advantage at all!"
"This is just the beginning. After all, their channel resources are richer than ours, so it is normal for them to be ahead in the early stage."
Li Dongxu switched the interface at this time. He wanted to see the reactions of Weibo netizens.
At this time, a Weibo post from the "Poetry Magazine" magazine suddenly popped up: "@"Shilin" magazine's official Weibo, what do you think, are you convinced? It's better to surrender obediently and wait for our acquisition, like this You can at least get some benefits!"
Suddenly seeing this, Xu Yalun couldn't hold back his anger. He jumped up from his chair and cursed loudly: "Go ahead, this person is too cheap. How can he be so shameless?"
Li Dongxu should really be hesitating whether to reply, but suddenly he saw someone replying to this Weibo: "You guys, the sales war depends on who can last, just like running, the person who leads from the beginning Usually he dies miserably!”
"That's right, man, it's better to last longer than a guy like you who is strong at first and then cums instantly, right?"
"Brothers, this time "Poetry" publishes a collection of poems by Teacher Qin Hao. We don't look at the monk's face but the Buddha's face, so we should all support it!"
"There's nothing wrong with that. It's just a magazine. It doesn't cost much. I'll go downstairs and buy a few copies!"
"Okay, I won't buy more. One hundred copies is still fine. I don't know how to spend the bonus I just received!"
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At the same moment, Qin Hao’s fan support group suddenly forwarded a Weibo post:
"I met Teacher Qin Hao by chance at the newsstand today. I was so happy! Teacher Qin Hao also gave me an autographed magazine!"
Although there are not many words in this Weibo post, it is accompanied by a lot of pictures, including close-ups of Qin Hao's signature, the exquisite binding of the magazine, and close-ups of some of Qin Hao's classic poems.
As soon as this Weibo post was forwarded, it was posted on popular Weibo, instantly attracting the attention of a large number of netizens who did not know the truth.
"Hey, is this Qin Hao a writer? His handwriting is really good!"
"Damn it, your house upstairs doesn't have Internet access yet. No one even knows Mr. Qin Hao's poems. How can you be so embarrassed on Weibo?"
"Haha, upstairs, to be honest, Qin Hao is not a writer, he is a radio anchor! What netizens like the most is his cross talk!"
"Upstairs, upstairs, upstairs, you are so funny. Teacher Qin Hao is the calligrapher who created the number of lines!"
As these Weibo posts became popular, Qin Hao's unsuspecting fans also learned about the incident and went to nearby newsstands and bookstores to buy the "Poetry" magazine in person.
It was at this time that the sales data of "Shilin" magazine suddenly surged, even shocking the staff of "Poetry Magazine" magazine who had been paying attention to all this!
"Damn it, this sales increase is too ridiculous! Did "Poetry" hire someone to boost sales?"
"Nonsense! They want to boost sales. Ask them if they have money?"
Editor Cao suddenly walked in at this time. When she saw the soaring sales of "Poetry", she couldn't help but open her mouth wide, and then rushed into the editor's office in a hurry.
The editor-in-chief of "Poetry Magazine" is Wu Guangjun, a doctoral student who graduated from Communication University and has a serious academic background.
When he first took over the "Poetry Magazine" magazine, he showed unparalleled ambition and ability, annexing more than a dozen small magazines in the industry in one fell swoop, and made the "Poetry Magazine" magazine the leading position in the industry.
To be able to do this, apart from the help of caring people, there is no doubt about his own ability. Being the top manager for many years has long since developed in him a demeanor that will remain unchanged despite the collapse of the mountain.
Therefore, after seeing Cao Guangxin running into the office in a panic, he couldn't help but frown slightly and asked: "Editor Cao, what's the matter?"
"Mr. Wu, something happened! I don't know why, but the sales of "Poetry" have been growing like crazy these days, and they are about to catch up with our sales!"
"oh?"
Wu Guangjun raised his eyebrows at this time and said curiously: "At this time, how can they still fight to the death? Okay, I understand, you go out first!"
After Cao Guangxin disappeared from the office, Wu Guangjun took out his personal phone, dialed a number, and said: "Tell the agent below that the remaining half of the magazine will be treated as sold. I will arrange for someone to pick it up later." Recycle these magazines at a high price!”
No matter in any industry, there are some shady things hidden behind the sun, and the magazine publishing industry is no exception. Although Wu Guangjun didn't take "Poetry" too seriously, since he wanted to fight, he must overwhelm them with momentum!