amaotonovel Chapter 389 Monthly Magazine Sells Well
Chapter 389 Monthly Magazine Sells Well
But then again, if he were truly indecisive, he wouldn't have ended up like this.
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My sister-in-law called again today, saying she sent her manuscript back to China and also sent her some gifts.
Adhering to the principle of saving money, Lin Yuyao kept the conversation short and fast, much faster than usual, and then quickly hung up the phone.
Chen Bingzhi turned around and said with a smile, "Your sister-in-law is very good to you."
Song Qin said, "Of course, Miss Fu is a fan of Yu Yao's books."
"Wow, isn't this a perfect solution to the conflict between my sister-in-law and my mother-in-law? Unlike my mom and my aunt, they always end up fighting whenever they meet."
Everyone: "..."
Song Qin: "You say everything out loud, aren't you afraid your mother will beat you?"
"Hehe, it's too far away, she can't hear me anyway."
As the number of colleagues in the office gradually increased, the Nebula Society grew from two people at the beginning to ten people now.
Their monthly magazine is now running smoothly, and Lin Yuyao is no longer needed for content editing. She can now focus on managing the magazine and writing her novels.
Seeing each payment come in, I was grinning from ear to ear.
Ye Xiaotong had just answered a phone call, and then said to Lin Yuyao, "Yuyao, it's Boss Xu on the phone."
"turn around."
"Hey."
Lin Yuyao answered the phone. Boss Xu said, "Your second issue has sold out of 300,000 copies again. I suggest a supplement."
A supplement is certainly a good thing.
"Okay, then add another 100,000."
"Okay, good, as soon as possible. Also, how's the third issue coming along? There are only a few days left until our agreed release date."
"Don't worry, it will definitely be delivered on time."
How much have you prepared?
"Still 300,000 copies."
"Mr. Lin, given the magazine's current popularity, 300,000 copies isn't enough. Why don't you just get 700,000 or 800,000 copies?"
Lin Yuyao: "..." This won't do.
Song Qin, who was standing next to her, shook her head and gestured five to her.
Lin Yuyao thought so too.
This is a monthly magazine; if it's printed in large quantities, it won't be rare and will lose its value.
They had done their research and found that 500,000 copies was almost the consumption limit for this group, which was enough.
"That's too much. How about this: the first batch is 300,000 copies, and I'll urge the factory to print another 200,000 copies, for a total of 500,000 copies sold. What do you think?"
"Oh dear, fifty won't be enough. Are you worried you won't be able to sell them? Don't worry, we'll just deliver the goods; if they don't sell, it's on me."
Lin Yuyao smiled and said, "I naturally believe in Mr. Xu's sales ability, but 500,000 is really a lot. We are a monthly magazine, and it will be difficult to publish a new one after a month. Let's try selling it first."
"Oh dear, you young man are too timid. Alright, alright, let's try selling them first."
After hanging up the phone, Lin Yuyao shared the good news with everyone.
Everyone was happy to hear that sales were good.
After all, this is linked to their bonuses.
Lin Yuyao also asked Ye Xiaotong to buy a box of fruit to treat everyone.
She met an apple vendor downstairs and wanted all the apples in his basket. The fruit vendor brought them up to her door.
"Why did you buy so much? There are only a few of us, we can't finish it all."
"Take any leftovers home."
She felt that she could discuss renting the upstairs apartment with Fu Leyi during the Chinese New Year.
Writers are mentally exhausted and need physical relaxation.
Good companies provide fitness equipment, afternoon tea, and fruit.
She silently kept it in mind, waiting to rent the upstairs apartment next year and then make all the necessary arrangements.
The only problem is that we mentioned hiring a general laborer last time, but we haven't found a suitable one yet.
Because not only are they responsible for cleaning, they also have to go to the post office.
It's easy to find a cleaning lady, but it's not easy to find someone with some education who can help with sending and receiving emails.
Once the job was filled, Ye Xiaotong took charge of answering phones and running errands at the bank. She's doing all these odd jobs by herself now, working like a spinning top.
Ye Xiaotong said, "As long as you can help me, I'll even help you carry things to the post office."
"You need to be able to write, even if you don't know who to send the item to, you still need to be able to copy the address onto the shipping label."
Ye Xiaotong thought about it and agreed; just filling out the forms would take up a lot of time.
"That's true. Someone who can help copy down addresses would be fine, even someone with only an elementary school education. If you're looking for a young girl, she might not want to do cleaning."
This is also true.
There are still too few of them, so two people share one workstation, and Lin Yuyao herself has to take on multiple roles.
Song Qin wrote out a job posting and said, "Yuyao, how about this? Requirements: primary school education, obedience to management, main responsibility is cleaning, but must be able to write, and age not exceeding forty-five."
Lin Yuyao looked at it and said, "Okay, let's see if we can find a suitable one."
"Okay, then I'll post it downstairs."
Song Qin took the job postings downstairs, and Zhou Jing joked, "Sister Song, your magazine has really grown big; you're hiring again."
"Yes, last time I didn't write it clearly, and all the customers were elderly women who couldn't read a single character. This time I changed it; they have to be able to read and not too old."
"That's great. You're a magazine, so you should have some education. Oh, eighty-one months after the probation period? And meals are included. I'm tempted."
"What are you saying? Would Boss Fu ever let you down? You're the store manager now."
"Haha, I was just kidding."
Fu Leyi was very generous to them, saying she would give them a raise every year, and next year was fast approaching. With another raise coming, she definitely wouldn't switch jobs.
Song Qin and Zhou Jing had agreed that if anyone came to ask, they should call the upstairs neighbor and send someone up to the third floor for an interview.
Not long after, someone actually arrived and stared at the confession document.
Unfortunately, they weren't there for an interview; they were there to cause trouble.
"Jenny, Jenny, I'll get out for you."
Luo Yanni rushed out, "Mom, what brings you here?"
Pointing to the job posting, Luo's mother said, "It says that cleaners only get eighty-eighty-a-month jobs. How much did you tell me again?"
She was trying to secretly save some money, which is why she understated the amount.
"Mom, this isn't a job posting at our bookstore. Look, it says upstairs that the magazine publishing house on the third floor is hiring."
"Then you shouldn't work here anymore. What can you do with that little bit of money? Go apply for a cleaning job at the magazine office on the third floor."
"Oh? How can this be, Mom..."
Before she could finish speaking, the other person slapped her across the face.
"You've grown up, you've become independent, and you don't listen to your mother anymore, do you?"
At this moment, Zhou Jing came out and said, "You don't want to work here anymore? Fine, I can pay her her wages right now, and you can take her away."
She glanced at the job posting and said, "Let me be clear from the start, the magazine upstairs has very high requirements for its job openings. They've been recruiting for many days, and quite a few people have come, but not a single one has been hired. If your daughter doesn't get a job upstairs, I don't want her coming back."