"That's good."

After hearing this data, Wang Yongren, who was involved in science fiction for the first time, felt relieved.

As long as domestic book fans like it, whether foreign book fans like it or not... is also somewhat important. After all, making extra money is a good young man in the new century who will bring glory to the country.

The most important thing is that if foreign book fans are willing to buy it, a well-known film and television company will be willing to participate in the production of a movie of the same name.

Compared with the domestic film market, Hollywood giants are quite generous in purchasing film copyright fees.

As for participating in investment and production, Wang Yongren, who remembers that the same movie in his previous life was not so prominent at the box office, has no such intention.

Since it is written, it is enough to earn a steady royalty and then sell the adaptation rights.

To be a human being, you must know how to be content.

"The feedback data collected by Hachette showed that 1,000 readers gave a favorable rating of 68%, of which 350 female readers gave a favorable rating of 98%. Among the remaining readers, 25% believe that Chinese women are the saviors who can save the earth.

It does not conform to the main theme of the white world.”

Being able to guess what the handsome younger brother was thinking, Han Xiaozhu did not hide it and directly talked about foreign statistics.

"These are very white people. They are all blue abyss mechas with the best combat power in Double Standard D. Aren't they piloted by the white male protagonist's brother? They haven't seen it. However, there are several new models including the abyss mechas.

Magnetic pulse-powered mechas are affected by the unique magnetic field of the earth's core creatures and cannot participate in the battle. Because the nuclear power drive of China's old-fashioned mechas is not affected by the magnetic field of the earth's core creatures, it has become the final savior."

After hearing Sister Han's announcement, Wang Yongren, whose right hand was being cared for by a professional physiotherapist, couldn't help but retort.

In order to echo the tastes of foreign readers, Wang Yongren specially strengthened the combat effectiveness of the new mechas named after the other major states, but he did not expect that some people would still find fault.

It can only be said that those guys are not the audience of "Pacific Rim".

"It's okay. This data is beyond Hachette's expectations. After all, you are a handsome Chinese writer. It is inevitable that some people will deliberately set the pace. Based on the sales in the first two days, they will increase the promotion budget by 500,000 euros.

, placing advertisements for new books on the big screens in some subway stations and supermarkets.”

Seeing the handsome brother's unconvinced look, Han Xiaozhu smiled and comforted him.

The sales volume of 170,000 copies in two days is considered a relatively good result among Chinese authors. Hachette Books is still optimistic about the prospects of "Pacific Rim".

Of course, several domestic film and television companies are secretly contributing, which is also a relatively important factor.

"Um."

Wang Yongren nodded and said nothing more.

After the hand physical therapy, he had dinner with Sister Han, a big bookseller in Beijing. As soon as Wang Yongren returned to the hotel room, he received a "condolence call" from a certain eldest lady.

After talking to Sister Han across the door, Wang Yongren came to the lobby on the first floor of the hotel and saw Miss Feng in the lounge area, wearing a purple sweater dress and black Balenciaga stockings. Her beautiful curves sitting on the sofa made the men around her look at her.

"Miss Feng, good evening."

Arriving opposite Miss Feng, Wang Yongren smiled and greeted her.

"Good evening, Writer Wang."

Feng Qingxi smiled slightly, closed the sci-fi book in his hand, and took the initiative to say: "Let's go, I'll treat you to a drink."

"Can you stop drinking?"

Facing this young lady with an extremely prominent figure, Wang Yongren made a suggestion.

"Okay, I'll take you to drink milk."

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and Feng Qingxi changed his arrangement obediently, but there was an inexplicable charm in his eyes, especially the emphasis on the word "milk".

"..."

Wang Yongren, who felt that the milk was not serious, took the initiative to make a suggestion: "I heard that there are many freshly squeezed juice shops in Xidan, can you take me to try them?"

"Hey, this is the first time a great writer has made a request. I will definitely not refuse."

After joking, Feng Qingxi readily agreed to the other party's request.

The red Ferrari, with its dazzling roar and beautiful silhouette, has attracted the attention of many car owners on the roads in Beijing.

"In this season, which juice is more delicious?"

Getting off the passenger seat of the Ferrari, Wang Yongren seemed to be able to feel the envy and jealousy in the eyes of the young men passing by.

After all, the girl who got out of the driver's seat was really outstanding.

Not only does she have a stunning figure, but she also has great looks, and she even has the special skill of driving a Ferrari with one hand.

No normal man can resist such a beautiful girl.

"Watermelon juice, I heard it's good for men's health."

Hearing the handsome writer's question, Feng Qingxi, who didn't know much about freshly squeezed juice, answered naturally, adding: "By the way, I'll take you to have a barbecue. There's a barbecue stall next door.

Grilled oysters taste quite good.”

"..."

After drinking freshly squeezed watermelon juice and eating some barbecue with the non-vegetarian Miss Feng, Wang Yongren checked his phone when he was sent back to the hotel. It was already 10:30 in the evening.

Although he had previously bought Longines couple watches for himself and Senior Sister Su, and his girlfriend also gave him a Patek Philippe to show her gratitude, and Sister Han and Sister Dong also gave him brand-name watches, Wang Yongren did not even

Wear a watch.

Firstly, it is a bit cumbersome, and secondly, it seems low-key.

"It's so late, Miss Feng is still sending you back?"

Han Xiaozhu, who knocked on the door and walked in, asked teasingly.

"I can't help it. As long as Sister Xiaozhu is here, no other fairies can seduce me."

Holding the waist of Sister Han's silky pajamas after taking off her coat, Wang Yongren answered righteously.

It is true that Miss Feng's figure and family background are very attractive, but Wang Yongren, who has his little girlfriend as his ultimate goal, never has too many ideas.

At most, on days like this, when communicating with Sister Han, a few images of Miss Feng will flash through my mind.

Really, that's all.

During this autograph session, Wang Yongren did not stay in the capital for too long. After having breakfast at the hotel's buffet restaurant on Sunday morning, he flew back to Hangzhou.

"Where are you taking me?"

Su Qiuyi and her junior classmate had just finished lunch. Sitting in the passenger seat of the Porsche, Su Qiuyi curiously asked her boyfriend, who suddenly seemed a little mysterious.

"Senior sister will know soon."

Smiling slightly, Wang Yongren didn't say much and looked seriously at the road ahead.

Su Qiuyi, who was sitting next to her, no longer asked any more questions, her eyes were full of expectation.

More than ten minutes later, the Porsche parked on Yugu Road at the main gate of Jiangnan University's Yuquan Campus. Wang Yongren took Senior Sister Su to the glass door of the third store at the intersection with a red cloth covering its sign.

"Boss, you are here!"

Seeing the boss coming, two female clerks in blue uniforms were notified and rushed over to greet him. One of the older female clerks had a nameplate on her heart that read 'Store Manager'.

"This is your boss lady, Su Qiuyi."

After introducing Senior Su's identity to the two of them, Wang Yongren turned to his girlfriend and said, "This milk tea shop is not open yet. Senior, please help lift the sign."

"...Well, let's go together."

Su Qiuyi, who quickly figured out the secret preparations made by her junior, her eyes filled with emotion, pulled down the red cloth covering the signboard with her junior.

The three golden signboards of "Dense Autumn" reflect the dazzling light under the sunlight at noon.

There were no firecrackers or flower baskets. The first new tea shop at the entrance of Jiangnan University's Yuquan Campus opened on this very ordinary day.

"Boss, boss lady, these are the first and second cups of milk tea that our store officially opens. Please try them."

After the two bosses lifted off the red cloth, store manager Liang Ying brought two cups of warm milk tea.

The ingredients used are fresh milk produced two days ago and heated black tea, as well as syrup ingredients imported from abroad.

The cup is a relatively high-quality plastic cup with a well-designed mouth that can be turned upside down. You can choose to drink directly or drink with a tube.

"tastes good."

After taking a sip of milk tea, Su Qiuyi narrowed her peach blossom eyes and nodded in approval of the taste.

The most important thing is not the taste of milk tea, but what makes her like it more is the feelings of her juniors.

She didn't expect that what was just a joke at the beginning would actually open a milk tea shop for her.

"If you like, you can come over and drink at any time, or you can ask Store Manager Liang to deliver it to you."

Seeing that Senior Sister Su was satisfied, Wang Yongren said with a smile.

Now he earns 4 to 5 million per month, and he spends 10,000 to 20,000 to maintain the milk tea shop, which only amounts to more than 100,000 to 200,000 a year, which is not a big deal at all.

What's more, although this milk tea shop does not have many styles, the concept of new tea drinks has a slightly higher price, which should be acceptable to Jiangsu University graduate students who have more pocket money than ordinary college students.

Maybe this ‘Autumn Feeling’ milk tea shop can even be responsible for its own profits and losses!

"Madam Boss, the flavors of the milk tea in our store are all prepared by the boss himself."

As a competent store manager, Liang Ying helped talk about the boss's hard work.

Last weekend, when the young and handsome boss was mixing milk tea in private, Liang Ying watched from the sidelines, filled with envy of the boss's wife.

If a boy could treat her like this in this life, the rest of his life would be worth it.

"Thanks!"

After listening to Manager Liang's words, Su Qiuyi held her junior's hand, her eyes full of tenderness.

"There is no need to say these two words between us."

Sensing Senior Sister Su's mood, Wang Yongren replied with a smile.

"Let's go back and take a lunch break first. Before dinner, we'll bring a few cups of milk tea over and ask Chu Nan and the others to try it."

Signing to the milk tea in her hand, Su Qiuyi smiled and talked about her afternoon arrangements.

If there are good things, she must let other female students try them so that they can feel her happiness.

In addition, the junior student rushed back from the capital early in the morning. He must be tired and needs to take a good rest in the afternoon.

"good."

After letting the two female clerks continue their business for the next half day, Wang Yongren took Sister Su back to Jinsha Apartment.

"You should take a rest on the sofa first."

When she got home, Su Qiuyi, who was not very enthusiastic, asked her junior to rest on the sofa in the living room while she walked into the bedroom.

After a while, Su Qiuyi, who had changed into loose home clothes, went to the kitchen, returned to the living room with two glasses of water, placed them on the coffee table, and then closed the curtain in front of the balcony window.

The light in the room dimmed, some dim side lights were turned on, and the sound of the central air conditioner could be heard in the quiet environment.

Wang Yongren, who was sitting on the sofa, was speechless. When he saw Senior Sister Su taking off her loose coat, revealing the black suspender lace pajamas underneath, her eyes couldn't help but light up.
Chapter completed!