Chapter 185

As a behind the scenes investor, Wu Tao is not sure about the market response of comic magazines for a reason.

First of all, he is not a professional in the comic industry. He can't personally experience the preparation of the magazine. Naturally, he will have no bottom in his heart.

Second, the king of painting and calligraphy, which once sold 600000 copies in a single issue, has just been blocked. Soon, domestic comic publications are in the cold winter.

In such an environment, it is too difficult for a comic magazine to survive. Not to mention being famous and becoming popular.

At the same time, in the office building of Jinling and Ninghai building.

The office of the new comic magazine is located here, in the same building as Yuankang company.

Late at night, Wang Yongsheng was still in his office with the sample magazine just published in front of him.

In another two hours, 60000 comic magazines printed in advance will begin to be packed and shipped out, and targeted distribution will be carried out in six provinces and one city in East China.

Whether the once extinguished fire of hope can be rekindled is in one fell swoop.

Pick up the magazine, the cover is impressively printed with the four characters of violent cool manke, the name of the owner Wu Taoqi, hoping to touch the boy's luck.

Open the front page, this is a mainstream magazine in China.

Yan Kai, Chen Xiang and Zheng Xusheng, who once emerged as the king of painting and calligraphy, lingered for some time, brought their new works and returned to the embrace of the comic industry.

They were all under the banner of Wang Yongsheng. Now the old lord has rallied, and they naturally want to come and run.

Moreover, in this cold winter of the comic industry, they simply have no more choice.

Of course, if you pay attention, you will find that in addition to the works of these famous cartoonists, there is an unknown new work - "star soul", which also occupies a lot of space.

This is the work recommended by Wu Tao. It's really good, so I recorded it.

After roughly turning, Wang Yongsheng felt that there was no more omission, so he left the sample magazine and rubbed his eyebrows.

When you get older, you feel less.

Although Wu Tao arranged his residence in the beautiful Huating across the road, he still did not mean to go back.

Because just now, his old friends called and advised him not to hold too much hope.

After all, the environment is so, so many comic magazines with good sales have fallen.

Some people even advised him to print less and test the water, so as not to lose too much and can't take it back.

But 60000 copies is only one tenth of the once brilliant king of painting books. If the market can't digest such a little circulation, it can't be successful anyway.

Fortunately, his former bookseller relationship is still there, and the other party still recognizes his signboard. Therefore, he did not spend much effort in laying out 60000 magazines.

Next, there is only one word - wait! Wait for tomorrow's market feedback!

Sunday, March 24.

In Jinling, just after dawn, the newsstand posts in the streets opened one after another.

Lao sun is the boss of a newsstand at the intersection of Sanpailou. He has worked diligently for more than ten years. From a tabloid stand on the ground, he has made today's sentry box scale.

In Lao sun's opinion, today is no different from usual.

Early in the morning, he was carrying tofu brain fried dough sticks, humming a minor tune, opening a small window, turning on the light, putting out the phone, and the business of the day began again.

Not long after, a postman on a motorcycle passed by, put a bag full of newspapers on his stall, and then took out a pile of ink smelling magazines.

Plug the fried dough sticks quickly and get pregnant with bean curd. Because he knew that the regular customers who bought newspapers would come soon.

Just then, a tricycle crunched over and shouted, "boss, do you want some new magazines?"

"New? What type of magazine? " Lao sun frowned. He was always cautious about new magazines.

Although some magazines sell very well, they are the result of the tide washing sand.

Behind those popular magazines are thousands of new magazines with less than three or two issues.

Die in the light!

However, over the years, Lao sun has long had his own experience in what magazines are easy to sell and what magazines are difficult to sell.

That's why there's the above conversation.

The visitor was also unambiguous, and the answer was clear, "the new magazine made by the chief editor of the painting king is very cool!"

As soon as I heard that it was the chief editor of the painting king, Lao sun suddenly became interested. Put down the bean curd dough sticks, wipe your hands on the towel, stretch out from the small window and say, "let me have a look."

"OK!"

Lao sun looked quickly. Five seconds later, he clapped his hands and said, "I'm going!"

"Well, how many copies do you want, 50?"

"100 first!" Lao sun is full of pride.

The delivery bookseller looked up and said, "you have to get more back to school."

He moved down two piles at one fell swoop, wrote down the numbers, asked Lao sun to sign, and left when he was finished.

However, the morning passed, and only 100 copies could sell 10 copies. Lao sun suddenly sat on the wax. Did he look out of sight?

When my mother-in-law came to deliver dinner at noon, she also saw the new magazine in the open. After knowing that it didn't sell much, she immediately began to complain.

Lao sun was so annoyed that he said, "do you understand or do I understand?", Blocked his wife's mouth.

After lunch, more students passed by.

The violent and cool guests on the bright side finally attracted the attention of many students.

"Boss, a copy of this magazine!"

"Boss, the money is here..."

"This magazine looks cool. The boss wants one..."

Lao sun finally breathed a sigh and showed a confident smile on his face.

When his mother-in-law brought the meal again in the evening, Lao sun was completely elated, photographed the few remaining books and said, "see, I haven't missed the magazines I've read for so many years!"

"Virtue!" The mother-in-law tilted her mouth and suddenly shouted, "there are only so few books left. Don't you buy them quickly?"

"Oh, you're right, but I didn't leave the bookseller's phone!"

"Look what you did..." finally, Lao sun didn't escape his mother-in-law's scolding.

The same situation was staged in China shipping, West Hangzhou and other places.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Baoku manke magazine received feedback calls from booksellers everywhere.

Wang Yongsheng didn't rest well all night. Now he is lying in the office, not in good spirits.

Suddenly, the assistant burst in like a gust of wind and shouted excitedly, "editor in chief, editor in chief, booksellers everywhere have called! They want more goods. Our magazines are in short supply! "

"What, are you telling the truth?" Wang Yongsheng, over 60, jumped up from the sofa like a young man, trembling with excitement, and quickly digested the sudden good news.

The assistant repeated it clearly again.

After listening, Wang Yongsheng ran back and forth in the office.

"It's beyond my expectation to sell out so soon! Quickly, inform the printing factory to print 40000 more copies! "

The assistant hurried away. Wang Yongsheng stretched out, looked out the window at the sky and murmured, "is this the horn of spring in the cold winter of the comic industry?"