amaotonovel Chapter 409 Earned the First Ten Thousand
Chapter 409 Earned the First Ten Thousand
At this point, Fu Huaiyi asked curiously, "Yaoyao, how much money have you made?"
They've already collected money for five installments, so it's certainly a considerable amount.
Lin Yuyao gestured a number.
"Twenty thousand? That's so little?"
Lin Yuyao glared at him.
Fu Huaiyi then asked, "Two hundred thousand?"
Lin Yuyao: “…”
"Can you make a bold guess?"
Fu Huaiyi exclaimed in surprise, "Two million?"
Lin Yuyao nodded, "Not quite two hundred yet, but it'll be soon."
Fu Huaiyi gasped.
Even though he had seen a lot of money before, he was stunned.
"How can there be so much money? Are you sure you're not mistaken?"
"What's wrong? We've already recovered the money from five installments."
"Well, then what?"
"The first batch of 200,000 copies sold out, and then another 100,000 copies were ordered. The second batch, including the additional orders, totaled 400,000 copies. The third, fourth, and fifth batches each had an initial batch of 500,000 copies, with an additional 100,000 copies ordered. In total, we sold approximately 2.5 million copies."
"Two yuan and fifty cents a copy, the printing cost is fifty cents, and then we give it to the bookseller at a 30% discount. The other costs are wages and taxes. We only have about ten people, how much can we possibly earn in wages? Subtract Sister Song's share, and you can see for yourself, isn't it almost two hundred yuan in my pocket?"
He's very good at math, and he quickly calculated a rough estimate.
After deducting all the miscellaneous costs, it seems like I actually made a profit of a hundred or two.
"Is it really that profitable?"
Lin Yuyao said modestly, "It's alright, it's just money I earned in half a year."
Fu Huaiyi: "..."
"Have you reached the top level?"
"How could that be? The best-selling magazines aren't even from inland China; their monthly sales exceed one million copies. Compared to them, we still have a lot of room for improvement."
"You've only been open for six months. Once your reputation grows, monthly sales of one million won't be a dream."
"That's true, but we still have to work hard. It's the 1990s now, times are changing rapidly, and competitors are emerging one after another. If we're not careful, we can be overtaken."
"Why are you so insecure? I think you are the strongest competitor of this era."
Lin Yuyao was happy inside, but she remained humble on the surface.
"Don't be too sure of yourself. You have to know that there are always people better than you and there are always higher levels to reach. With so many opportunities, all kinds of geniuses will emerge like bamboo shoots after a spring rain."
"Regardless of others, I've struck gold!"
"The fortune teller said I have a good life. My parents will support me at home, my wife will support me after I get married, and my children and grandchildren will support me in my old age. He said that even if I do nothing in my life, I will not have to worry about food and clothing. It seems that this is true."
Lin Yuyao gave him a disgruntled look. "If you just lie there and do nothing, I won't give you any food."
"Yes, yes, I can't just lie around doing nothing, otherwise where will my children and grandchildren come from to feed me, right!"
……
After winter began, another heavy snow fell, lasting for a whole day.
Today they're having their annual meeting, and the weather is actually sunny.
The sun was shining brightly, and much of the snow had melted, but it was even colder.
There are far too few of them. Including the cooks and cleaners, there are only eleven people, enough to fill one table. How can that possibly work?
To make things more impressive, Lin Yuyao specifically told them that they could bring their families.
Their family members work during the week and are only free on weekends.
So they specifically chose a weekend to hold this annual meeting.
It was a rare day when Fu Huaiyi and his friends also had a day off, so he invited a few friends over to support her.
Lin Yuyao invited Lin Ping along as well. Lin Ping had applied for leave in advance, and he also brought two classmates with him.
In addition, Fu Leyi also came, accompanied by two assistants and several people from the bookstore.
She said that if the three of them joined her company's annual party, she wouldn't have to treat them to a meal separately.
Good.
Fu Leyi is very famous. She is a well-known second-generation rich heir in the industry. Many people recognize her and started chatting with her as soon as she arrived.
The minor celebrities he had worked with, along with their agents, newspaper staff, publishing house employees, reporters… a total of about a hundred people came, almost all of whom were invited by Chen Bingzhi.
Fu Huaiyi said that it was right to hand the event over to Chen Bingzhi, and that made sense.
Otherwise, if you asked someone with social anxiety to handle it, she really wouldn't be able to.
She's perfect for being a mysterious, low-profile behind-the-scenes boss.
After a series of social engagements, her palms were sweaty.
Fu Huaiyi: "Is it that hot?"
"If it's not because of the heat, why did he invite people from the Ministry of Culture?"
Fu Huaiyi glanced at it and said, "Oh, that's his aunt."
Lin Yuyao remembered that Chen Bingzhi had complained that his aunt and his mother didn't get along and were always arguing.
"They do work at the Ministry of Culture and hold an important position. If you want to enter the film and television industry in the future, you'll need their approval."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yuyao picked up her wine glass and said, "I'll go have another drink with her."
Fu Huaiyi pulled her along, "With Chen Bingzhi here, are you still worried about not passing the censorship?"
This……
Okay, even if Chen Bingzhi doesn't do any work from now on, she'll still have to treat him like a lucky charm.
While everyone was eating and drinking downstairs, Chen Bingzhi, holding Song Qin's hand, hosted the event on stage, managing the situation with ease.
What did Song Qin say again? She said that the host was for Children's Day, and couldn't handle adults.
See, they did a pretty good job.
"Sis, I didn't expect you to go this far."
Lin Yuyao's smile froze. "What are you talking about, kid? What do you mean by 'play'?"
Lin Ping patted his mouth. "I misspoke. I meant I didn't expect your magazine to be so successful, selling three million copies in six months. Just thinking about it is an astronomical figure. Is it true? You're not just making this up to make the annual report look better, are you?"
Lin Yuyao: “…”
You're wrong, you think you're wrong enough.
"If you say it's nonsense, then it's nonsense."
Fu Huaiyi tapped him, "What nonsense are you talking about? You can't just report these kinds of numbers randomly. It's more likely to be an understatement."
Lin Ping swallowed hard and remained silent.
That's about it. On stage, Chen Bingzhi invited Lin Yuyao to come up and speak.
She had already written the manuscript, and memorized it perfectly last night.
First, let's summarize the work done, and then look to the future and discuss the direction of future development.
Finally, there are various expressions of gratitude and thanks.
I am grateful for the opportunities provided by the times, for the help of my partners, and for the hard work of my employees.
I thanked the booksellers' representatives for their trust, which is essential for achieving a win-win situation.
Of course, I am most grateful for the trust of the leaders of the Ministry of Culture's Publishing Bureau and the love of my fellow book lovers.
Finally, special thanks to Chen Bingzhi for hosting this annual meeting and giving everyone a chance to get together.
Although she has some social anxiety and isn't good at improvisation, her mind is quick when it's late at night.
The prepared speech won a standing ovation.
The annual meeting proceeded smoothly and concluded perfectly.
After seeing off the guests one by one, only our own people remained.