" Don't give me that useless nonsense. I'm the sales representative of White Thorn City, the general manager of Guest Bookstore. Tell your boss that if he doesn't send me 3,000 copies immediately, I'll rush to your headquarters and tear down your office.”
Before the female receptionist could reply, the other end of the phone had already hung up.
The female receptionist could imagine the general manager going crazy on the other end of the phone.
That was because the female receptionist knew the general manager. When she first came to the front desk, she had followed their boss to White Thorn to sign the contract. The general manager was wearing a black suit and sunglasses. He looked as arrogant as a peacock and ignored the people from Spring Breeze.、
But now, it was like this, roaring and urging for goods.
The female receptionist quickly made a record and then immediately began to answer the call. The record would be handed directly to the boss for him to handle.
It was extremely crazy. Initially, those bookstores had only bought a few dozen books symbolically and thought that they would not be able to sell them all in a week. Who knew that they would be sold out in a morning? If they saw such a huge business opportunity, why couldn't they quickly make a call? As for the other bookstores that had not bought any books, their business was bleak. They quickly contacted Spring Wind publishing firm.
They had even contacted four large printing companies urgently. The original printing company could not satisfy them for a long time, so they urgently printed them 24 hours a day.
At this time, Spring Breeze Press was already in a mess. All kinds of phones in the office kept ringing. It was already twelve o'clock, but no one left work. Even the cleaning lady was working overtime. Everyone was busy. It was like the end of the world. Everyone was jogging.
Qi Fei, the boss of Spring Breeze Press, was also in his office. He looked at the pile of documents on the table and kept hearing the phone ringing in his ears. He was in pain and happy.
He had the urge to cry. He probably couldn't go back today. He called home and told his wife that he wouldn't be going today because of something. He also promised that he would definitely work overtime. No one in the company would be there. After hanging up the phone, he touched the tip of his nose and took a deep breath. Then, he lowered his head and said one word.
The first day's data was the sales results of the dozens of bookstores that had originally sold out, including all the 50,000 copies that had been expected. Each copy was sold out at 25 yuan.
When the results were announced, it shocked the literary world.
There was also a hierarchy among writers.
They could be divided into new writers, third-rate writers, second-rate writers, first-rate writers, famous writers, great writers, and top writers.
One had to know that if a writer wanted to become a top writer, they would first have to become a third-rate writer. Such writers were usually new to the industry. They had published some literature in newspapers or some local magazines. Their influence in the newspapers was limited, or it could be said that they had no influence at all.
A second-rate author would have some influence, but if he wanted to influence people, it would be nonsense. Such an author would usually have written one or two books.
There were many first-rate authors, and they were considered the backbone of the authors 'community. Such a writer already had some influence, but it was limited to a local area. If he left the area, he would have little influence. However, it was only because of his influence that people rarely remembered his name.
Well-known authors were considered elites among the writers. Well-known authors had great influence. They had published many works and many people could remember their names. Their influence was no longer limited to a certain place or region. However, once one became a well-known author, their published works would not be published casually, and the number of published works would shrink greatly. This was because the works that were made up would only affect one's name. It could be said that writers cherished their feathers the most. However, there were still certain limitations. Generally, it was within the province. The influence outside the province would be much lower, but there was still a certain degree of popularity.
Of course, the top authors were only the highest in the country, but there were still three levels internationally.
The first level was the national author. Such a person could generally influence the entire country. In addition, through the spread of their works, their influence could already begin to cross the country and affect a certain region. Every country's author was like a postcard of their own country, and they were all part of the country's protected population.
The second level was international writers. Such a country already had a strong influence in the entire international community and had a certain international status. Generally, when such writers went to a country for activities, they would enjoy the treatment of an ambassador who received foreign guests. Such a country was an international front and had a lot of influence in the country's diplomacy and politics.
The third level was the top international authors. There were only seven such authors in the world, and all seven of them had won the Nobel Prize in Literature. They could already influence the citizens and future generations of a country. They could influence the direction of public opinion in the world. When such people arrived in any country, they would receive the treatment of a national envoy.
Silent Words had jumped from a newcomer to a first-rate author, causing the other authors to be angry and unhappy. They had worked hard for decades, but they were not even as good as a young man in his twenties. However, they were still taught a lesson. The sales on the second day shocked them.
On the second day, it sold 100,000 copies. On the third day, it sold 200,000 copies. On the third day, it sold 300,000 copies. On the fourth day, it sold 350,000 copies. On the fifth day, it sold 350,000 copies. On the seventh day, it sold 400,000 copies. The total weekly sales were 2,050,000 copies. It shocked the world, and Silent Word was promoted to a famous author.
In this way, Moyan could get 5.125 million yuan from it and become a millionaire. When he received the notice from Spring Breeze Press, Moyan couldn't believe it. This was what he got in a week. What if he sold it for a long time or wrote a second or third volume?
He directly took out a million yuan and injected it into the Pangu Summer Language Network, making the website complete and functional. Everything was ready except for the east wind.
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