My Cartoonist Strategy

Investigation?

Yan Fei and Shen Xin thought of the word in the same way, but Chen Zijiao made such an arrogant gesture, and it was really a hit.

Shen Xin clenched his fists secretly. If today is not his signature book-selling day, he would probably not be able to beat him. Of course, as for the fight, he said otherwise.

"You're just like this, is that enough?" Chen Zijiao grinned.

"You don't have to worry about it. I didn't expect that you still have your mind running around now, don't you have to find a way to increase the sales of the single book?" Xin Xin smiled, but his fists never let go.

"Those things, Wang Wenhong will be responsible. I came here just to see your mourning face." Chen Zijiao glanced at the long queue outside the bookstore and shook his head with regret.

"Good food is not afraid of being late. We are not in a hurry for our affairs. What are you in a hurry?"

Today is Shen Xin’s autographed book sale. Yan Fei was afraid that Shen Xin would make a big deal. He quickly pulled Shen Xin’s clothes and took the words before he spoke.

"I'm scared? It's really funny, I don't know how many people are here at my autograph book sale? What are there for one or two hundred people?" Chen Zijiao sneered.

"It's just half past seven, and it's normal to have few people. Did you come so early when you signed the book and sold it?" Yan Fei asked back.

"I have three days of signed book sales, much more time than you, you only have one day?" Chen Zijiao did not flinch.

"With so many days missing, are you going to suspend the next issue?" Yan Fei asked.

"Huh, this is the role of a good assistant. If it was the idiot before, I may not have so much time, but the new assistant is not efficient, I don't know how many times higher than him, of course, I can make time." Chen Zijiao said at the end , The voice suddenly raised.

"Ok?"

Sensing Chen Zijiao's abnormality, Shen Xin immediately became alert, and before he could turn around, he heard an angry roar coming behind him.

"Chen Zijiao, you bastard, you have a face!"

Gao Hang!

Shen Xin hurriedly turned his head around, but he saw Gao Hang's bloodshot eyes and his face was angry.

"Gao Hang, don't make trouble today." Yan Fei reminded Gao Hang to pull Gao Hang back from the edge of anger.

"Huh, this is not your back garden. Why can't I come? I just want to see your embarrassment today." Chen Zijiao gave Gao Hang a thumbs up.

Not to be outdone, Gao Hang raised his middle finger in response.

Chen Zijiao's face was slightly distorted, "You stinky boy, are you not going to be an assistant in the future?"

"Put P, ​​you still take the time, think about how to finish the next few words?" Gao Hang replied.

Shen Xin Renjun couldn't help but think that Chen Zijiao, who was so horizontal, couldn't help Gao Hang.

"Gao Hang said it's not very nice, but I agree with it. Is the cartoonist putting his mind on the comics, isn't it good? He must be behind the shady man. In addition, I admit that Ruan Ying and Qiao Yu are very powerful, but Gao Hang is also good, as for the evidence, that is, the sales volume of the second volume of "Y's"." Shen Xin calmed down and his tone returned to normal.

Chen Zijiao glanced at the bookstore and shrugged his shoulders, "I want to know the sales of "Y's", why is it more than me?"

With a sneer, Shen Xin no longer took care of Chen Zijiao and entered the bookstore with Yan Fei.

When Gao Hang was about to turn around, he raised his middle finger to Chen Zijiao again, causing Chen Zijiao to get angry. He wished to take out his wallet and kill this dead fat man.

There are not too many customers outside the bookstore, but there is another scene inside the bookstore. Many customers are lined up, looking from a distance, they can hardly see the end.The cashier was in a hurry, scanning the bar code while looking for the change.

After paying, the customer took the book out of the bookstore and lined up.

Lu Ning stood by the passage, helping to organize the order, and now she was too tired to sweat.

"What's the situation?" Shen Xin looked at the customers in a long line, a little puzzled.

"The POS machine is broken, and the store manager has asked people to buy new ones. Now they can only pay in cash, and there are not so many changes in the bookstore, so the rate of payment by customers is very slow." Lu Ning wiped his forehead with sweat.

It turned out that I was stuck here, this...I'm too lucky

Shen Xin was helpless and Yan Fei was dumbfounded.

Several customers who were waiting in line heard the speech and turned their heads back. The readers who initially saw Shen Xin did not recognize it. After all, Shen Xin wore a black woolen hat and flat glasses, which was nothing like the average young man the difference.

But soon someone recognized him and quickly shouted: "Mr. Shen, should you sign a name first?"

"Eh? Teacher Shen? He?" Readers who hadn't seen Shen Xin were taken aback, and then looked at Shen Xin, "Mr. Shen, I'm your fan, can I sign a name?"

"Yes, we must pay anyway! I spent a long time last time, but I didn't let you sign it." A reader raised three books and said aloud.

The people behind were also a little tempted.

"Don't worry, everyone will buy the POS machine immediately, and the payment speed will be fast." The store manager standing behind was anxious, but said quickly.

So many people haven't paid, and if the plastic seal is torn, he will lose money. By then, he doesn't even know who paid.

However, other readers still have a tendency to come forward.

"You, if you sign here, I'm inconvenient, and everyone is uncomfortable. I promise, before six o'clock in the afternoon, everyone who has queued up will have their signature." Shen Xin said loudly when he saw the busy manager.

With Shen Xin’s assurance, many readers were quiet.

"Are you looking for death? Do you know how many people will come today?" Yan Feila pulled Shen Xin and whispered.

"Should there be five or six hundred people?" Shen Xin glanced at the readers who lined up. There should be more than one hundred people in the bookstore, and the readers who lined up outside the bookstore should have less than three hundred people, plus the follow-up. To readers, there may be five or six hundred people.

Today is not a weekend, and subsequent readers will increase slightly.

"Don't forget, the last time you signed a book sale was not a weekend." Yan Fei whispered.

"Last time, many people were fresh, but this time it won't." Shen Xin smiled.

"Not always."

Yan Fei and Shen Xin had similar ideas at first, but when they saw that there were so many people lining up in the bookstore, there was a hint of anticipation in their hearts.

Perhaps, Xin Xin has been recognized by readers.

The manager also came over and apologized to the two.

Shen Xin waved his hand slightly, "Store manager, should I start signing now?"

"But the time hasn't come yet..." The store manager glanced at his watch and it was still 10 minutes away.

"It's so cold, it's uncomfortable for everyone to stand outside, right?" Shen Xin said.

The manager gave thumbs up to Shen Xin.

"Yes. This reason is simple, but many people don't understand it. The signature of Teacher Long two days ago did not arrive until nine o'clock. At that time, customers were queued for nearly an hour."

The store manager sighed, and then told the store clerk to lead Shen Xin to the book-selling point, and asked another store clerk to inform the readers outside the queue to start signing immediately.

Standing on the side of the road, Chen Zijiao saw the reader outside the bookstore, walked slowly inward, and snorted.

When no one is there, just sit in the bookstore alone and see if you are embarrassed or not.