"Since Old Yao has spoken, it seems that Lin Mo will have to leave the company when the sales statistics are out.”Many people stared at Lin Mo with gloating expressions.
"Hmph, what are you so proud of?" Sister Shen said as she watched Old Yao leave.
"Lin Mo, it's okay. The editor-in-chief won't let you leave. Moreover, the sales volume in the afternoon might be amazing.”Yu Mengmeng comforted him.
"Mengmeng, do you know the sales volume of Sports Weekly these few days?”Lin Mo asked.
Looking at the unusually calm young man, Yu Mengmeng was also stunned. She said,""The average daily sales volume is 210,000 copies.”
"Yes!" Lin Mo nodded and left.
"Why is he asking this? Does he really want to surpass Sports Weekly? How could that be possible? Unless they could sell 90,000 copies in the afternoon.‘Wuxia Tale had not been very popular. Even if the sales in the afternoon were only 30,000, this result was already very good.”Sister Shen said.
However, Yu Mengmeng did not think much of it. Lin Mo's expression seemed to really want to overwhelm Sports Weekly.
5 PM, 13th floor, editing team.
He opened his Weibo and saw a group of people scolding him.
However, what made Lin Mo excited was that the number of his fans had increased to 1000.
Moreover, his fans actually started scolding the Nine Provinces fans.
"Hmph, bullying Lin Mo just because he's an old writer in the martial arts world. I can't stand it.”
"I've also read Nine Provinces 'books, but I think Lin Mo's is better. You wrote badly, yet you say that other people's books are ugly and have no sales? What a joke. Lin Mo was right. This kind of person just did not understand.”
"I haven't read Legend of the Condor Heroes, but I admire Lin Mo's talent. Knowing is knowing, and not knowing is not knowing. This sentence is too true. I'm a primary school teacher. I'll take this sentence away. In the future, I'll use this sentence to educate students.”A blogger with the nickname 'Teacher Tao'.
"Pfft, Teacher Tao said that the nine provinces are primary school students?”
"Hahaha!"
Looking at these comments, Lin Mo was very gratified.
This bro can be considered a celebrity now, right?
"Hmph, the sales volume will be announced in the afternoon. Let's see if you guys can still be smug.”
Most of the fans in Nine Regions retorted.
"Xiao Lin, it seems like you've gotten into big trouble this time.”Uncle Wang said," Have you seen Weibo? Even the people from the Writers 'Association spoke up, sigh.”
Lin Mo looked at Weibo. Sure enough, Ding Qiu, a verified member of the Beijing Writers 'Association, had posted on Weibo.
"Nine Provinces is a member of the Beijing Writers 'Association. Not only has his book been recognized by the readers, but it has also been recognized by our Writers' Association. "He's even more professional than us in evaluating martial arts novels. I agree with Nine Provinces.”
Not only him, but a group of martial arts novelists also opened their mouths to help the nine provinces.
Lin Mo smiled bitterly. Nine Regions seemed to have a good relationship with the martial arts novel world in this world. Many verified users were helping him.
Not only the Beijing Writers 'Association, the martial arts novel world, but even some verified users in other industries were criticizing Lin Mo.
This also made Lin Mo realize that there were many readers in the nine provinces and that they had a wide range.
"Xiao Lin, I think you should apologize. After all, Nine Provinces is an old writer. As long as you apologize, he won't lower himself to your level.”Uncle Wang said.
The other members of the Wuxia Tale editorial team also advised.
"Yes!" Lin Mo nodded.
"That's right!" Uncle Wang also nodded in relief. After all, Lin Mo was part of his editorial team, and he did not want this matter to blow up.
Opening Weibo, Lin Mo looked at the computer screen and smiled.
Apologize?
If Lin Mo had done something wrong, it was fine to apologize, but was he wrong?
What apology?
F * ck, so what if you guys posted on Weibo? Do you really think I'm afraid of you guys?
Then, Lin Mo sent a poem.
"Flying to the Qianxun Tower on the mountain, I heard the rooster crow and saw the sun rise. He was not afraid of the clouds blocking his eyes, because he was at the highest level!”
Just as he finished posting, Yu Mengmeng ran up and said,""Uncle Wang, Lin Mo, the sales statistics for today's journal are out. The editor-in-chief wants you to leave!”
"Are you finally out?" Lin Mo smiled slightly. He was extremely confident in sales.
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