Hong Kong Island, West Ring, Talang Literature Press.

Pei Wencong sat on the brand new boss chair, crossing his legs, shaking his brand new leather shoes, shaking out, showing a look of pride and comfort.

However, if a psychologist with a keen observational ability sees Pei Wencong's appearance, he can find that there is still a hidden anxiety in his movements.

Within ten minutes, Pei Wencong's boss turned his chair seven times, and unconsciously touched his left wrist four times with his right hand.

Pei Wencong wore a newly bought Rolex on his left wrist.

It is a real Rolex of 60,000 Hong Kong dollars, not a fake that can be broken if it is big and powerful.

As the saying goes, money can solve 99% of the things, which includes a "face".

A few months ago, Pei Wencong spent fifteen minutes every day to clean himself up. His suit was straight, his leather shoes were shiny, and he wiped a broken flower crown, which forced his face to deal with people.

But the other party's hypocritical smile and Pei Wencong's own uneasiness made him understand that the face that was forced to hold on was not considered real face.

Money is a man's courage, and this sentence is definitely extreme, but it has some reason for him.

A wise man with a strong heart can ignore the illusion of money, but in this world, are there more ordinary people?

So when Pei Wencong immediately changed his appearance and verified that this sentence was correct.

As it turns out, it's basically correct.

First of all, Pei Wencong himself has the confidence, and those partners are obviously much more enthusiastic about him. Even if Pei Wencong despises the other party's snobbery, he still does not deny his benefit.

For a moment, Pei Wencong was proud and fluttered, feeling that he was only one step away from the elite class in Hong Kong.

But just a month ago, there was a sudden change in the Hong Kong market. Several "famous works" with the same theme as "Flying the Wind" were suddenly launched and followed the trend.

Pei Wencong was somewhat mentally prepared before, because Hong Kong Island's literature is very commercialized. Once a certain subject is popular, there are many followers, which is not unusual or shabby.

However, several long-famous writers published their works at the same time, which was far beyond Pei Wencong's expectations, and made him feel strong pressure.

Not to mention how famous those writers are, even the strength of the publishing houses behind them is also under great pressure from Pei Wencong.

Booklink sales were very sensitive to the market and immediately notified Pei Wencong to respond.

As for how to deal with it, Pei Wencong asked him to think about it himself.

Therefore, Pei Wencong issued an emergency notice to the seven-inch blade in the north, asking him to pay attention to this situation and it is best to write the subsequent plot more excitingly.

This is almost as embarrassing as saying, "I am a small person and can't withstand the storm."

But seeing that the wealth and honor that is about to be obtained and encounter an uncertain crisis, how can Pei Wencong still care about his face?

[It would be nice to give me another three months! Even if it is two months]

Pei Wencong was very helpless. As long as there were two months of expansion and development, the account of the Talang Literature Society would have a surplus of hundreds of thousands or even millions of Hong Kong dollars. He could use some market competition methods to fight against those competitors.

But now, he is really powerless.

It started raining outside the window again. On the cramped gray building exterior wall ten meters away, the winding and cracking trace was so annoying.

"Amin, hasn't Shulian Sales' report been sent this month yet?"

Pei Wencong turned around and shouted at clerk Amin.

Today is the day when BookLian sells reports to partners. All merchants who work with them will receive the sales of goods from last month.

If the sales were good last month, the publicity efforts this month would be increased. If the sales were bad, the consequences would naturally be unnecessary.

The reason why Pei Wencong was so anxious today was also related to this statement. After all, within a few days after the statement, the account distribution funds of the Book League sales would be transferred to the account of Talang Literature Society.

That's real money!

"Not yet, boss, you asked me three times in the morning," Amin looked at Pei Wencong and smiled: "According to the results of our market research, this month should be OK! Boss, don't be too anxious."

"Where am I anxious? I'm just bored!"

Pei Wencong naturally would not admit his nervousness, and his stubborn mouth was stubborn and stubborn.

When the boss is in front of the employees, he must not show his timidity. Even if his legs are trembling, he must press down on the top without changing color.

"Boss, you are bored, why don't you write a comment and scold the Nan Bang man named Park? Are you a graduate of the Chinese Language Department of the University of Hong Kong? Are you a false reputation?"

A Qiang, who was lowering his head to sort out the page, whispered Pei Wencong.

A few days ago, an immigrant from the South Baseball Club plagiarized "The Flying of the North" and published it in a small publication.

He just changed the protagonist and the supporting characters' names. Not to mention the plot, he was too lazy to change the sentences and paragraphs.

But it was this almost identical thing that he actually said was from the historical data of the Nanban people, which was really awesome.

Aqiang was also a young editor with a temper and immediately wrote a comment to curse people. Unfortunately, the other party's pen was harder than him. After scolding him, Aqiang was turned off.

So he kept encouraging Pei Wencong to start a verbal battle with the other party. Pei Wencong's writing style is very good, but he has been busy with business in recent years and has been abandoned and shelved.

"A Qiang, the verbal war also needs to be divided into levels. You Huo Renqiang and the verbal war with the surname Pu are comparable. I, Pei Wencong, are from Kaipingzhi. If you pay attention to him, you will be demoted by yourself."

Pei Wencong looked at Aqiang with contempt and raised his chin proudly.

Aqiang suddenly felt a little anxious and responded with contempt: "Why is your level higher than me? Are there any heights between people? Don't forget that your Heiji is or the second-hand one I bought for you, what's your pride?"

"Ping governance means peace governance, and second-hand peace governance is also peace governance."

Pei Wencong smiled contemptuously, not feeling embarrassed at all. Isn’t a second-hand Pingzhi a luxury car? Besides, I’m wearing a Rolex on my arm! You, Aqiang, are you lazy to care about your hair, and you are the same level as me?

"You are just stingy. You agreed to raise our salary. It has not increased for three months. You have bought the Rolex that has been in store.

Don't think I don't know that you saved money secretly. We work hard for you every day, but you treat us like this."

A Qiang threw away his job angrily and wanted to have a good fight with Pei Wencong.

He has been with Pei Wencong for many years, and no matter how hard or tired he is, he has no complaints. It is not the relationship between an ordinary boss and an employee, and there is no psychological pressure to argue.

"I am the boss. Do you need your consent to spend money and save money?"

Pei Wencong was also a little angry and embarrassed. He did save a sum of money but that was 20% of Li Ye's. He should be trustworthy.

Amin smiled and made a cup of coffee, standing aside to watch the fun, but after just taking a few sips, the old fax machine in the office started to squeak.

"Stop quarrel, don't quarrel, the fax from Shulian sales is here."

Whether it was the angry Aqiang or the proud and show-off Pei Wencong, they all ran to the fax machine, looking at the paper spitting out bit by bit from the fax machine, they were so nervous.

Everyone is an insider in the industry and understands the importance of this data too much.

Before the account split reconciliation table was finished, Aqiang was stunned when he looked at the numbers on it.

He couldn't help but say, "How come there are so many of these? Did the Shulian Sales financial matters get wrong?"

Amin said happily: "How could the financial department of Shulian Sales be wrong? They are at least graduated from the University of Hong Kong. This is the money our club deserves."

"But there shouldn't be so many, right? This is better than last month!"

Aqiang felt the back of his head suddenly hurt.

Looking back, Pei Wencong was holding a thick magazine in his hand. He was obviously so angry that he grabbed the thing at his hand and smashed it down.

"Can you please don't want a crow's mouth? I'll deduct your salary for three months and let you eat free meals all day."

In Hong Kong Island, superstition becomes a trend and pays attention to getting the best of everything. Aqiang subconsciously talks to himself, which violates Pei Wencong's taboo.

Aqiang knew the fault was wrong, so he simply let go of the position in front of the fax machine and drew his own comics in anger.

Amin and Pei Wencong looked at the fax machine silently, waiting for the report transmission to be completed.

But today's report is completely different from before. It has been creaking for a long time and has not been sent.

Looking at several dense data reports, Amin also looked at Pei Wencong in shock.

Pei Wencong closed his eyes, raised his head and faced his face toward the ceiling. After a long time, he said: "It should be that overseas sales have exploded. The sales situation in Malay, Lion City and the east side of the Strait have far exceeded our expectations."

Amin is a little unbelievable. After all, only a few well-known writers have a great reputation in the surrounding Chinese-speaking areas and can call on readers to pay for it.

Seven-inch Blade has just made its mark on Hong Kong Island, and he has never heard of his name in many places!

Finally, Amin couldn't help asking, "Why?"

"Because of identification, recognition of flower-planting civilization."

Amin seemed to see a strange halo on Pei Wencong's face.

"Although the places like Lion City, Malay, and Hong Kong Island are far away from the mainland, they are more prosperous, more advanced and more enlightened than them today.

But everyone cannot deny that we are of the same origin and have the same civilization ancestor.

No matter which flag you stand under, you swear and sing the national anthem, you agree with the special colors of your skin, eyes, and hair from the bottom of your heart.

Even if some people quibble, these characteristics are blood marks that can never be erased."

Amin frowned and thought for a long time, shook her head and asked, "But what does this have to do with the big sale of "The Stunning Wind"?"

Pei Wencong smiled and said, "Amin, do you know what Mu Qiang is?"

Amin smiled and said, "Muqiang, it is just women who envy men! As women, we all expect a strong man to protect us and shelter us from the wind and rain."

"Not only, Mu Qiang is all the weak, and his awe and envy of the strong."

Pei Wencong stretched out his finger to the north and said sincerely: "When I was in college, I came into contact with some things that were not in the textbooks."

For thousands of years, no matter how many dynasties the mainland has changed, it has always had strong dominance and influence on the land of East Asia.
To be continued...