Chapter 14 1981
"Guan Yuluo, if I don't come to class in the afternoon, please ask for a leave for me!"
It was easy to stay up until noon. After Meng Zhe talked to Guan Yuluo after class, he went straight to Tianjiao Magazine without even returning home.
But Meng Zhe, who had just run outside the door of the magazine and planned to push the door in, was torn open before he could touch the doorknob. Then, Meng Zhe, who couldn't avoid it, bumped into Song Guixu, the art editor of the magazine that ran out--
Meng Zhe, whose nose was hit, was sore and his tears were sore. Before he could reach out and rub his nose, he had been grabbed by Song Guixu, who was obviously in a state of excitement, and grabbed his shoulder--
"One thousand nine hundred and eighty-one! Hahaha... One thousand nine hundred and eighty-one, it's already one hundred and eighty-one... Ha ha ha ha!!!"
Song Guixu, who grabbed Meng Zhe's shoulder, his excited face was a little distorted. He just laughed and repeated the number '1981'.
Meng Zhe, whose nose was painful and tears in his eyes, finally broke out his right hand to cover his nose. After rubbing it several times, he had time to ask: "Well... Uncle Song, what on earth do you want to express?"
"Remittance form! Our magazine has received 1,981 remittance slips this morning! Also, the post office just notified that there was a big bag of letters to our magazine... I'm going to pick it up! Hahaha... The magazine is alive! It's alive again!"
Under Meng Zhe's questioning, Song Guixu finally said what 1,981 means.
After saying that, Song Guixu finally let go of Meng Zhe and rode a weighted bicycle parked in front of the publishing house. The man in his forties rushed to the direction of the post office like a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy...
"Uncle Song, take it easy!"
Meng Zhe shouted in the back, but Song Guixu obviously didn't listen to a word, and rode far away.
Meng Zhe couldn't catch up. He could only shake his head with a wry smile and rubbed his sore nose. Meng Zhe rushed into Tianjiao Magazine.
1,981 remittance slips!
This represents next year's Anime Boy, which has 1981 regular readers!
And more importantly, this 1981 remittance slip represents readers' affirmation of Anime Junior magazine itself!
The magazine is full of joy. The three editors are working together to copy the addresses on the remittance slips to the already prepared 'reader's' address book.
Yes, there seems to be an accountant and cashier in the magazine?
When Sister Lan came back, she told her that it was okay for Sister Lan to manage the accounts by herself, but now she obviously can't do without the cashier and accountant.
The three editors who found that Meng Zhe had entered the room greeted Meng Zhe with joy. After Meng Zhe smiled and laughed with the three people, he saw that there were still a lot of remaining remittance slips, so he also copied a pen to help transcribe - Meng Zhe's words have always been quite good.
A line of fair italic reader's address records appeared under Meng Zhe's pen, with the continuous transcribing. Meng Zhe saw the familiar names one by one, or will be familiar in the future:
Chen Xiang, No. 971 Xin'an Street, Da'an District, Zigong City, Sichuan Province.
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Tu Fei, No. 0371, Xuhui Street, Xuhui District, Shanghai.
......
Yu Yanshu, No. 241 Guangzhou Road, Changchun City, Jilin Province.
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Yao Feila, Class 9102, Computer Department, Huazhong University of Technology, Wuhan City, Hubei Province.
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Xia Xing, Anjiang, Huaihua City, Hunan Province...
......
"Chen Xiang, Yu Yanshu, Yao Feila... Ha, and Xia Xing!" Meng Zhe muttered with a smile. Only he knew what these people were in the world before rebirth in the Chinese animation industry. ( Well, although there is still trouble, according to the opinions of the book friends of "Feiyu Liuqing" in the book review area, these power names will be fake in the future, hehe.)
Meng Zhe, who was interested, simply stopped copying and picked up the remittance slips one by one. Therefore, Meng Zhe found 'Zheng Xusheng', 'Hu Xirong', 'Zhao Jia', 'Jiang Ling', 'Zhang Xiaoyu' in other remittance slips...
"Hahaha - here comes the letter! Here's the letter!"
When Meng Zhe turned over the remittance slip to be so happy that several editors thought that he had a rich man's surname, Song Guixu, the art editor who went to pick up the letter, rushed into the editorial department with a sack of the boss.
And before Meng Zhe had time to grab the first letter, the shocking sound of car horns came from outside the magazine.
Song Guixu was the first to react. He threw a sack of letters he was carrying on the empty table beside him, turned around and ran to the door of the magazine to explore the situation.
A moment later, Song Guixu shouted from outside: "The president is back, and President Xiao Kong is back!" Everyone, come out quickly and help move things!"
Sister Lan is back?!
Meng Zhe was overjoyed and walked out in three steps and two steps.
On the side of the road outside the magazine, there was a heavy-duty car, and the carriage was full of large and small cardboard boxes. When Meng Zhe went out, Kong Lan, who took care of her hair into a ponytail, just jumped out of the co-pilot's seat. She was holding a small cardboard box in her hand.
After seeing Meng Zhe, Kong Lan came over with a smile and handed the cardboard box in his hand to Meng Zhe. On this box, it says - ThinkPad-700C.
"I heard that the laptop released by IBM last year is quite easy to use - it is pre-installed with a graphic processing software called photoshop. Xiaozhe, you take the research, and the computer seller said that you can use this software to draw pictures.
After talking to Meng Zhe, Kong Lan did not wait for Meng Zhe to answer. He commanded the driver and the magazine's manpower to unload the same items from the truck, such as IBM's desktop computers, scanners, printers, etc.
The printing machines used for pillows, mugs and other decals also arrived in the same car.
Commanding the manpower, it was easy to arrange everything. Only then did Kong Lan have to talk to Meng Zhe about things about Xijing City
"Xiao Zhe, do you know what is most popular among young people on the streets of Xijing City now?" Kong Lan touched Meng Zhe's head and bought a big or small key. How could Meng Zhe know this kind of thing? He shook his head without hesitation.
"Hehe, in the parks, streets and alleys of Xijing City, there are people playing Go every afternoon! In all the sports and cultural goods stores in the city, Go has been sold out!"
There are Go players everywhere, and Go is out of stock...
What does this mean?
This means that the trial publication of "Anime Boy" in Xijing City has been a great success!
"Also, sister, I got 3,628 annual orders in Xijing City." Before Meng Zhe was happy about the Go craze, Kong Lan once again broke the news.
More than 3,600 orders... In addition to the more than 900 orders received by the magazine, the number of copies of "Anime Boy" next year has exceeded 5,000!
A good start!
A good start!!!
---split line---
Thank you: The angry sword exhaled wildly, the reward support of the two book friends in the south of the North Palace~O(∩_∩)O~
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