Chapter 573 Weekly Sales

The young man returned to his residence, threw his shoulder bag on the sofa, and went back to the study by himself—it was said to be a study, and there were only computer desks, tables and chairs—pull out the chair and sit down.

"Hee hee, Tamagawa Haruka...didn't expect to meet him...fate?"

The young man was leaning on the pillow of the computer chair, staring at the photo on the phone. After looking at it for two or three minutes, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

He turned on the computer, imported the photo he had just taken into the computer, and used the software to cut out the Chinese textbook that Haruka Yuchuan was holding in the photo, and then sent the photo of the textbook to a forum he often visited inside.

This forum can be said to be his biggest achievement in the past six months in District 11.

In this forum, he met a lot of interesting people, some of them were not good at drawing, but they were good at doing it, and some of them just made up their mind to do it for themselves because they were bored, or felt that the comics they read were boring. Started, made a setting or outline.

Since they usually have jobs, it is impossible for them to draw these ideas into comics-the probability of using comics to support themselves is really too small, and not everyone dares to take risks.

Thus, there is a transaction.

He bought these with money, and these people, in addition to getting paid a lot of money, can also see their ideas become comics.

As for the shortcomings, it is not without, there is no authorship.

"You see, a piece of software needs a lot of programmers, but when the finished product comes out, does anyone know who these programmers are? No. So, as long as I don't owe you money, it's ok, what do you think?"

The words of the young people made these people feel strange, but when they thought about it carefully, it seemed to make a little sense, but it was not the same as their intuitive feelings, but these people didn't think about what went wrong.

After all, the money is here.

In this way, there was "Chaos Dancer".

Another reason he likes this forum is that there are people here who can speak Chinese.

In the words of these people, the animation market in District 11 is saturated, and we must think of a way out.

"Excuse me, which school's textbook is this book?" The young man forwarded the cropped picture to the forum.

"Master Mo, do you want to learn Chinese as well?"

"No, I met a cute girl, and this is the textbook in her hand." The young man said.

"I don't know, there are quite a lot of training classes for teaching Huaxia."

"Yeah, every teaching material and the books used are similar. How can you tell the difference?"

"That is……"

It really isn't that simple...

The young man sighed and swiped the webpage. If no one answered, he was really going to close the webpage.

At this time, another person replied and uploaded a picture.

Compared with the young man's cover, this picture has the same style, but the background color is different.

The young man took a closer look. The newly uploaded cover was a picture in English, while the one he uploaded was a textbook for teaching Chinese.

"That... which institution's textbook is this?"

"Oh, this school is called '', and it is the best training institution in Tokyo."

"?" The young man's eyes lit up, and he licked his lips with his tongue, showing a chuckle.

...

In the first week of November, the comics market was almost dominated by "Steel Refined". After the 14th volume broke 400,000 on the first day, Wang Wenhong had an exaggerated idea-whether the 14th volume of "Steel Refined" will be the first week Break a million?

"impossible."

Wang Wenhong shook his head, thinking it was too dreamy.

Millions in the first week...

Even "ComicFuture" is a number that hasn't appeared for a long time.

Can "Smelting Steel" really achieve it?

In this regard, Wang Wenhong expressed deep doubts, but then he thought, how could he know if he didn't fight hard?

With such determination, after get off work, Wang Wenhong immediately went to various bookstores in Hongchuan to understand the situation, and it is precisely because of this that Wang Wenhong was able to know the sales volume of "Steel Refining"-one volume, one week A million copies is not out of the question.

Please be sure to break through one million!

This is almost Wang Wenhong's greatest wish during this period of time.

"Jingle Bell……"

Shang Haozhi's landline rang, and he immediately picked up the phone, saying "hmm" twice, but his expression was extremely serious.

Wang Wenhong's heart immediately rose to his throat, and he stared at Shang Haozhi intently.

After Shang Haozhi hung up the phone, he sighed, and the editors in the editorial department felt tense, not knowing what happened.

Especially Wang Wenhong, he was even more nervous.

It shouldn't be... As far as I know, this week's sales should be very good.

Shang Haozhi glanced around, and finally landed on Wang Wenhong.

"Just now, the sales department called and told me the weekly sales volume of "Steel Refining"..." Shang Haozhi paused for a moment, and then continued, "The sales volume of volume 14 is 1.002 million copies, and the total sales volume in a single week is 1.438 million copies. Congratulations to Mr. Shen, other authors should also work hard..."

Shang Haozhi only spoke half of what he said, and the editorial department immediately burst into applause.

"Old Wang, treat!" Xu Jie immediately put his arms around Wang Wenhong.

"Ah, I thought "Smelting Steel" would be a hit, but I didn't expect it to break through one million copies." Jian Xiaomei looked surprised.

This achievement, "Hunting Abyss" is impossible to achieve.

"The point is, besides the 14th volume, there are also other comics that have sold more than 400,000 copies." Zhou Xiaoming also showed horror.

Wang Wenhong clutched his heart and took a few breaths.

The pressure before was really great. Now that I know the result, I suddenly feel a lot lighter.

"Old Wang, don't forget to inform Teacher Shen..." Yan Fei reminded.

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot!" Wang Wenhong quickly put away his smile, picked up the landline, and dialed Shen Xin's number.

As soon as the phone was connected, Wang Wenhong couldn't wait to say: "Mr. Shen, congratulations!"

"ah?"

Congratulations on what?

The moment Shen Xin connected the phone, she was at a loss and didn't know why.

"Ahem, I mean, congratulations, the 14th volume of "Steel Refining" broke through one million volumes in a single week."

A million copies?

Shen Xin raised his brows. Of course he had thought about this number, but when it really appeared, it really felt like a dream.

"Brother Wang."

"Um?"

"Thank you for taking care of me for so long..." Shen Xin took a deep breath and said something from her heart.

"Mr. Shen, what are you talking to me? The two of us are both prosperous." Wang Wenhong laughed.

"Brother Wang, wait a minute, let's have dinner together. If Sister Yan has time, call her too."

"Okay. Wait for me!"

Shen Xin hung up the phone, let out a long breath, and looked at the ceiling dully.

One million copies per week... I didn't expect it to come true.

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