Post-2000 boss: You can be late up to seven days a week!

Chapter 207 The mysterious middle-aged man

At this time, inside the Cuttlefish Bookstore.

Cao Che looked extremely pale and roughly calculated the profit from these 50,000 sets of Three Kingdoms and books.

This is another huge sum of money.

Although the profits of the book and Sanguosha board game are not as high as the online game version of Sanguosha,

But the average profit is about 30%, which means that the income is at least 750,000.

What's more, these are just the profits of the past few days. Due to the factory's production capacity problem, this batch is just an appetizer, and the real money will be made later.

Cao Che's face darkened again when he thought of this.

I was feeling a little bored and didn't know how to spend the more than 700,000 yuan.

As a result, the guests next to him gave him a heads up.

"Hey! Did your unit give out year-end bonuses during the Chinese New Year this year?"

"Haha! I did give out the money, but it turned out to be a pile of rice, flour, and oil. Can't I give out some money in a serious way?"

"That's right! Why not just give out the money!"

Listening to the complaints of the guests on the side, Cao Che suddenly raised his head and looked at the huge sea not far away. .

"The sea! How many days until the New Year?"

"How about half a month? What's wrong, Brother Che?"

Pang Panghai was a little confused and didn't know why Cao Che asked this.

Cao Che showed a satisfied smile on his face.

"I've decided! We're going to hold the company's annual meeting!"

"Eh?"

Pang Panghai couldn't help but be stunned when he heard Cao Che's words.

It hasn't been long since their last team building, but now the company's annual meeting is coming?

"Ahem! Get ready and use all the proceeds from this bookstore to provide benefits to our company's employees!"

Pang Panghai couldn't help being stunned when he heard this.

"What about the losses of our bookstore?"

If we don't have the money to support it, I'm afraid the bookstore won't be able to support it for a few months at the rate it's burning money.

When Cao Che heard this, he rolled his eyes at Pang Panghai.

"Why are you panicking! What I want is for the bookstore to lose money. Bookstores are long-term investments. Don't be afraid of losses!"

"If you are anxious to make money, things will easily go wrong!"

Pang Panghai's face was full of bitterness.

"Brother Ke Che, have you forgotten? Last time we purchased high-end computers and mobile phones for our employees, and even tablets and Bluetooth headsets. What else can we buy this time?"

Hearing this, Cao Che suddenly frowned.

"It's true! It seems like they really have nothing left to buy..."

"Besides, Guanshan and the others are still busy with projects. If we hold the annual party at this time, it might not be easy for them to enjoy the annual party?"

"Yeah! What you said makes sense. The annual meeting will be scheduled for the day after our product is released, right?"

Cao Che nodded in agreement and was about to leave.

He seemed to have remembered something, and turned towards Pang Panghai and said:

"Um, Dahai, don't forget to help me ask them what they want. We can purchase it easily then!"

After saying that, Cao Che rushed out of the bookstore door.

Although the bookstore is currently making a lot of money from the Three Kingdoms board game and Liu Guanshan's books.

However, after experiencing all kinds of storms, Cao Che's mentality became much calmer.

The company's current businesses include bookstores, printing plants, games, live streaming platforms, and even new projects.

Each of these is a money-burner, and the boss of any other company might have been so worried that he couldn't sleep.

Cao Che slept very peacefully here.

Now there are only more than ten days left before settlement.

Just put the money in the account and send out the final bonus of the year. If there is anything left, you can invest it in Xu Xiaotang and let her buy some printing equipment or other things.

So Cao Che is not too worried. Currently, the only thing he is worried about is the company's new project.

He wasn't worried at first, but unfortunately after seeing Liu Guanshan's book, which was placed in the Literary Prison in ancient times and allowed him to kill the nine tribes, he became a little worried again.

Even though he had played that game and even looked at that game from the perspective of a professional player, to put it bluntly, it was the game planner who stuffed a bunch of stuff into the player's mouth.

But he was still a little worried.

Cao Che walked into the studio and immediately saw Liu Guanshan sitting in the office.

At this moment, Liu Guanshan was sitting next to a middle-aged man wearing glasses and looking slovenly, even unkempt.

When Liu Guanshan saw Cao Che, he stood up hurriedly.

"Mr. Cao, why are you here?"

Cao Che looked at the unfamiliar faces not far away and couldn't help but frown.

"Um. Guanshan, this is..."

"This! This is the text teacher of our game script that I mentioned to you before. Our game script is adapted from his novel!"

Hearing Liu Guanshan's words, Cao Che seemed to be somewhat impressed.

He and Zhang Chen had a disagreement before about the plot text of the game.

Zhang Chen was extremely dissatisfied with Liu Guanshan for handing over such an important script to a plumber and spending a full two million.

Thinking of this, Cao Che's face suddenly became enthusiastic and he firmly held the hand of the middle-aged man in front of him.

"Hello, hello! I have long admired your name!"

"I'm lucky enough to have played your game. It can be said that a lot of effort has been put into the plot and it is very relevant to life!"

A person is dying at work, but in the game he is still dying at work.

He even suffered abuse from his boss who was more vicious than reality, experienced his girlfriend being snatched away by a pornographic man, and even had an affair with his husband.

What could be more heart-wrenching than this?

The male protagonist was confiscated by the city management when he set up a stall, and was even beaten. He even had no money to pay for his medical expenses.

I finally got my salary paid, but the landlord immediately took it away and used it to pay the rent.

It can be said that this is simply a mud life simulator.

Who would want to play a plot like this?

You can't be a pallu during the day and play games at night, right?

Thinking like this, Cao Che became even more enthusiastic towards the man in front of him.

"Teacher! I really like your plot so much, it's deep and realistic!"

"If you are willing, would you like to sign a long-term contract with our company, or come to work directly in our company?"

The middle-aged man opposite was startled by the enthusiasm of Cao Che in front of him.

He shook his head with some fear.

Liu Guanshan on the side looked at Cao Che's appearance and smiled slightly:

"Mr. Cao, Teacher Liu is here because he wants to publish his novel!"

"It's just that many publishing houses have rejected his manuscripts. Now our bookstore has channels, so I would like to ask our bookstore to help contact the publisher!"

"hiss!"

Hearing Liu Guanshan's words, Cao Che's eyes lit up.

If this kind of novel, which is bound to hit the street, is sold in your own bookstore, you might lose all the money you make in one go?

Cao Che nodded vigorously: "Just leave this matter to Dahai!"

Listening to Cao Che's words, the man looked a little embarrassed.

"My novel may not be a successful commercial novel, so the results will not be very good!"

Cao Che shook his head indifferently.

"What I want is... I mean, how can the success or failure of a book with depth and content be judged purely on its commercial value?"

"Teacher, don't worry, we will print your book to death. Others can't appreciate it, but we can appreciate it!"

(End of this chapter)