"Ah Cheng, you are pretending to be a public person for personal gain."

Faced with her friend's unresponsiveness, Han Xiaozhu scorned him fiercely, then downed half a glass of red wine and placed the glass heavily on the coffee table: "Deal."

In her opinion, the theme song "The Me Behind Time" written by a handsome young writer sounds very good, with a bit of rock and roll flavor.

If you can find a somewhat famous rock singer or group and hit the rankings, it will be sharper than any publicity.

Compared with "China Keeps Turning" sung by passers-by, this love-related song naturally has a much larger audience. With some publicity, it can definitely hit the top three of the new song list.

In addition, you can find a blogger celebrity and publish it in the form of daily short stories for a period of time to attract popularity.

At that time, it was not difficult for this book to become a hit.

5 million-level promotion resources are not a waste.

Compared with the niche themes of historical novels, novels in the youth literature genre have a lot of room for manipulation, and sales can be continuously increased by operating methods. It is nothing more than a matter of subsequent growth, which can only depend on the quality of the novel itself.

"By the way, the contract that Aren and I signed was a 13-point royalty."

After refilling himself a small glass of red wine, Dong Qincheng seemed to remember something and added something.

"Don't worry, I'll just give you 15 points."

Hearing this royalty point, Han Xiaozhu was also very generous and directly gave the well-known writers equal treatment.

5 million in promotional resources have been given, is there still a shortfall of two points in royalties?

If you want to bet, bet big. It's not her own money anyway.

"Okay, let me help you communicate with that handsome guy."

The corners of his mouth widened. Dong Qincheng approved this plan and casually mentioned another thing: "The bald man in your club often makes things difficult for you. Why don't you let someone replace him?"

"Why change? I don't want to be the editor-in-chief. Although Bald He is a little squinty and stares at the young girls who have just joined the job every day, he still has the ability."

"Why, didn't he squint at you?"

"If he dares, I'll crush his *to pieces."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, so rude, no wonder no one wants it at 29."

"Ah Cheng, you seem to be one year older than me!"

"Xiao Zhuzi, if I don't drink you down today, my surname is not Dong."

"Who is afraid of whom?"

...

Because his young girlfriend was about to return to the capital, Wang Yongren only stayed at home for one night before preparing to return to Lido.

Having accepted the fact that their son had grown up, Wang Youliang and his wife only gave a few more warnings and were relieved that their son would take the bus back to school.

"Thank you, Sister Dong."

Sitting on the bus back to Lido, Wang Yongren received a call from Sister Dong and learned that Sister Han was interested in signing a contract and had given her a promotion quota of 5 million yuan. He immediately thanked her.

How could he be so virtuous and capable when he meets such a mature big sister!!!

Although Sister Dong is not as beautiful as Sister Han, she is still a good sister!

"Okay, take a good rest these two days. Wait until the first of next month and I'll ask the finance department to pay you your royalties as soon as possible."

"OK."

After hanging up the phone, Wang Yongren felt a little uncomfortable and couldn't sleep because there was an uncle sitting next to him who smelled of cigarette smoke, so he took his mobile phone and read the news online.

While refreshing the Tianya Forum's web page, Wang Yongren saw a pinned post in the History of Cooking Wine section, "Such a novel sold more than one million copies in its first month. It is really a shame for our generation and it misleads contemporary teenagers."

After clicking in and caching for a few seconds, Wang Yongren saw a historical novelist from the older generation criticizing "Chinese Emperors Chat Group".

From the content to the genre, the old-timers spoke clearly and clearly, and this book has the potential to cause trouble for thousands of years.

Under this post, there are many replies that agree with this "old-timer"'s point of view, and there are also many replies that support "there is no such person as me in the world", which is somewhat evenly matched.

After a period of accumulation, the fan base of "There's No One Like Me" is basically no weaker than that of Mingyue that year, especially those "deviant" youth groups.

"Haha, you didn't buy my book and you want to review it, that's ridiculous."

After carefully reading the old author's comments, Wang Yongren discovered an interesting thing.

That 'old-timer' basically updated the content on the forum, and didn't say anything about the second half of the first volume. He obviously didn't buy his book.

I don't know if this is because of jealousy or because other opponents pushed him out of his control.

Seeing that the other party was helping him increase his popularity, Wang Yongren thought that after returning, he should log in to his account and support him in the reply thread.

These days, the Internet speed on mobile phones is a bit slow, and browsing the web is already the limit.

"Aren, have you had lunch?"

After more than an hour of bumpy ride, Wang Yongren received a call from Sister Han as soon as he got off the bus.

"It's only ten o'clock now, lunch is still a bit early."

After looking at the time on his phone, Wang Yongren replied with a smile.

"Ah Cheng should have told you, when will your book be finished?"

Han Xiaozhu, who was sitting in the office drinking coffee, asked bluntly.

"Probably October."

"It's pretty much what I expected. I'm going to ask a well-known blogger to publish some story content in advance. What do you think?"

"Xu Cainv?"

After hearing what Sister Han said, Wang Yongren asked subconsciously.

These days, Weibo is still in the womb and blogs are very popular. The most famous one is naturally Xu Cainü, who has tens of millions of fans and ranks first in blog traffic.

Xu, a talented woman who spans the entertainment industry and is also a director, publishes a lot of blogs and has a lot of traffic. Even Han Han, who has millions of young fans, has to look up to her.

"Good idea, I'll contact them later."

His eyes lit up, and Han Xiaozhu thought this was a good idea.

"It's not cheap to ask talented lady Xu to advertise, isn't it?"

Unexpectedly, the other party agreed with his casual remarks. Wang Yongren immediately thought of the most critical issue of price.

With Xu Cainv's traffic, the asking price will not be low.

If all the 5 million promotion quota was spent here, it would be a waste rather than gain.

After all, youth literature works are mainly aimed at those beautiful girls who are willing to pay for 'love'. Promotion should focus more on young groups, such as various niche forums and QQ advertisements, such as the song "The Me Behind the Time"

It reached the top three on the new song chart.

"Don't worry, she and I are considered acquaintances, so there's no need to worry about money. However, you have wasted such a favor on me, so you must remember to treat me to a meal!"

Hearing the other party's concerns, Han Xiaozhu smiled and said, "The professional temperament of wearing a women's suit is a bit more unspeakably charming, but it's a pity that no one appreciates it."

Sometimes, I feel that the other person is very mature and a bit sophisticated;

Sometimes, when you see the other person’s appearance, it’s so handsome that your heart flutters;

Sometimes, seeing the childishness and youthfulness of the other person makes one's heart go crazy.

"No problem, Sister Han can choose any place."

Unexpectedly, there was such a good thing, so Wang Yongren agreed without hesitation.

Even if the other party asks him to recommend himself as a pillow, Wang Yongren, who has no choice, feels that he will "helplessly" succumb to reality.

"Hehehe..."

After chatting for a few more words, Wang Yongren hung up the phone and got into a taxi outside the station.

After checking the operation status of the two online stores as a routine, Wang Yongren returned to his room and turned on his computer and logged into the Tianya Forum using the trumpet account "I Want to Chengxian".

Entering the pinned post on the history section of cooking wine, Wang Yongren started typing: "I think this old man is right. Young people don't know shit about history...Young people should listen more to the old people.
Chapter completed!