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Chapter 390 The pit she dug

His own newspapers did not reduce production like the previous period, and Manager Xie was worried.

The result was not disappointed. Although the sales time was slower, the sales were still over.

"Madam, you are still expecting things like a god." Manager Xie wiped the sweat from his forehead, thinking that the rest was all silver.

This thing is time-efficient and cannot be sold for three to five months.

The Yangtze River is pushing the old waves, and the old waves die on the beach. The early newspapers cannot be sold and cannot be used as antiques, so his worries are normal.

"It's okay, there are always profits and losses in business. Even if the rest is left, it doesn't matter. The profits are always big." Ma Ruyue pursed her lips. The newspapers she published every month have become her own money tree. No wonder some people in the capital can't sit still.

It is not only the Wang family who wants to get a share of the pie, but there will be many more in the future.

However, those who survive depend on their luck.

Ma Ruyue felt that it was never the opponent who could survive or kill them, but themselves.

Ma Ruyue said before that culture requires hundreds of schools of thought to make a hundred flowers bloom, but she was very careful about the Wang family, and she had to work hard to pinch this flower.

The forces in Jiang Zhirong's hands can protect himself well, and it is quite convenient to do things.

The circulation of Ma Ruyue's newspaper is jealous. Lord Wang squinted his eyes and thought about it, asking whether the counselors around him would also increase.

"Sir, students think they should move forward steadily." The adviser said: "You must always be more down-to-earth when you take one step at a time."

"No, I want to take a risk." Lord Wang felt that wealth and honor were in danger. He could not defeat a Ma Ruyue for many years. What's more, the previous 20,000 copies were quickly snatched away. With the right time, place and people, what else is he afraid of: "Print 100,000 copies in the second period!"

Half of the capital was left, and the rest was also transported to various prefectures and counties.

He has many disciples and many officials of all sizes, and no matter how hard he tries to help him sell it.

Therefore, next month, you can earn 100,000 taels of money, and you can still get a lot of money off of all kinds of expenses, making more money than any industry under your name.

Hearing this data, Ma Ruyue's mouth slightly raised.

"Madam, in this way, we really need to reduce the amount." Manager Xie didn't know if Ma Ruyue was too excited, and she could still laugh at this moment: "This time is not as good as the previous issue."

"According to the original plan, how much should be issued," Ma Ruyue said lightly: "If any readers want to buy what they don't see us, wouldn't they turn around and buy theirs? Am I giving money to the Wang family?"

But, but?

Manager Xie felt something was wrong when he heard this. This was not giving money to the Wang family, but the Wang family was robbing money from their own family!

Could it be that the lady is so angry that she hasn't seen it yet?

However, the most important thing to be a servant is to obey orders, which is what Ma Ruyue calls repeatedly.

Since she has decided, she will not change it even if she persuades her. Please print it.

The Wang family’s newspapers are printed in large quantities. When they finish printing, they are almost exhausted and have to print their own newspapers non-stop.

Manager Xie and the workers who were on duty were also very tired.

No matter how tired you are, you have to persevere, and no one dares to miss Ma Ruyue's affairs.

"Remember, this task is that simple, it's just talking." Jiang Zhirong instructed his disciples: "Do it well, only in the pot and the bowl. Moreover, you all signed the contract, don't forget our rules."

This group of people is the group of guards raised by Ma Ruyue.

From the junior class to the intermediate class, they have completely transformed themselves.

He didn't know a single word, and became a young man who could be literary and martial. Ma Ruyue's conditions were better and he even gave him a set of clothes every season. This made other students envious when they saw it, and they wished they could sell themselves.

But Ma Ruyue’s rules will never be changed easily for anyone.

Just have these more than a dozen teenagers.

On the first day of junior high school, a large number of newspapers from the Wang family were listed, and he also learned to sell them in a fixed place.

"Oh, the story I've been waiting for so long has finally come. Let's get one." A young man squeezed in from the crowd: "I saw Sun Wukong was so powerful last issue, but I couldn't find the palm of Tathagata Buddha. Today I should see what he should do."

"Yes, yes, I want to watch it very well, too!"

"This newspaper is good at everything, but it's so annoying every time I feel."

While fighting against each other, they were willing to pay.

The person responsible for collecting the money was a little busy, but he was a little nervous when he heard them.

"No!" The boy who was the first to pay suddenly shouted loudly: "Why is there no serialization?"

"Yes, look, it says serialized on it." The stall owner was a little panicked, and pointed to the same page and said, "You guy, take a look, is the story wonderful?"

"No, you are cheating money." The young man grabbed the person: "Last time, please listen to the next breakdown. When I heard about it, I came to buy it immediately. As a result, Sun Wukong had no change. Why, was it that he changed the newspaper to 72 changes? If you don't tell me clearly today, I will never finish it with you."

"Yes, it's different from before!"

"I won't buy that wonderful story without that wonderful series."

The crowd started to stir up.

"Listen to me, listen to me." What should come is always coming: "This newspaper was published on the first day of the New Year, and you have seen it. There is no serialization of the stories you want to read, but our stories are as wonderful. If you buy this one today, will it be the same if you buy another day to read it?"

"I understand. Isn't your newspaper from the family who I read last time?" The boy suddenly realized and angrily threw the newspaper on the table: "What I want to buy is a newspaper with Sun Wukong. If you can't change it, you will refund your money."

You just realized now that it was too late.

Can you retreat if you want to? Do you think the Wang family is a vegetarian?

"Sorry, the newspaper is for reading it. You have finished reading it just now, which means that it has been sold. Now you have to refund the money that there is no book sold in the world."

You won't retreat?

"Of course I won't refund it. Go and ask who can get a refund after buying the newspaper after reading it?" The stall owner snorted coldly. There were only two newspapers in Beijing, so Ma Shi might return it because she did not have a strong backstage.

"I want to go to court to sue you." The young man was not willing to be weak: "You are obviously deceiving!"

"It is written in black and white. It is obvious that you have bad eyes and want to be slapped, but you don't open your eyes wide to see if you can let you do whatever you want." The stall owner smiled contemptuously and said, "I advise you to leave earlier and not to ask for trouble."

"You all saw it. This is called bullying people with power. I will never buy this newspaper again. I advise you not to spend money in vain. If you see it clearly, you will pay for it." The boy spat: "Young master can admit it for one tael of silver, but the most unbearable thing is deception."

What can I do?

You dare not sue the official.

"It's okay, I'll tell them one. You can see clearly with your eyes wide, so as to avoid being deceived." The boy simply sat next to him, and really reminded him: "If you buy something for Sun Wukong, don't pay, this one is not the same as the previous one."

...

The stall owner became popular and immediately sent his family to find a manager.

In the management, there were more than ten same problems.

The difference is that the reasons for those who buy newspapers are so consistent, which really makes people wonder who is instructing them behind the scenes.

"How much has it been sold?" the manager asked people from all over the country.

"I sold ten copies and encountered this."

“I only sold two.”

"I'm even more unlucky, I met the first one."

"Now I won't buy it all, everyone says I'll look at Sun Wukong."

What should I do?

"Next time, you must let them see next time." Isn't it just to make up the same story? Just change the name and answer the manager takes it for granted.

"Then this time?" The stall owners didn't know how to sell it: "Why don't you clean up those troublemakers once?"

"No, there is no need to make trouble for such trivial matters." The Wang family is a family of aristocratic families in the capital and needs shame. How could they do such things?

Just do it in private, but it is absolutely kind on the surface.

"If they make trouble today, they can't make trouble tomorrow." The manager said: "It's a big deal to become a small deal. This is the temper that people who do business should have."

The stall owners had to go back and simply closed the stall and set it up for sale tomorrow.

As a result, the next day, I couldn't sell a single portion.

All people are the same.

No one even asked.

"Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles away. If you don't know, you won't do it unless you don't do it." Ma Ruyue smiled faintly when she heard the news: "This time they will suffer."

Sure enough, whether it was from the capital or distributed to various prefectures and counties, the sales volume was less than 10,000 yuan per copy. Until the release of Ma Ruyue's newspaper on the fifth day of the lunar month, they completely failed.

"Has the 100,000 taels of silver been wasted like this?" What Mr. Wang himself didn't know was that his tone of speech changed.

One hundred thousand taels are not small!

"Yes, Master, I can't sell it. When people buy it, they will read the serial stories first. If they see there is no, they won't pay the money." The manager was trembling and cautious: "Master, do you think about this?"

"Go out!" Lord Wang needs to be quiet.

He was wrong, he was ridiculously wrong!

He didn't listen to his husband and came to the scene with a steady approach. He was so wrong!

"Sister-in-law, you are so awesome." Jiang Zhirong has never flattered, but this time he really admired Ma Ruyue and was full of admiration: "After this time, the Wang family dared not publish newspapers again."

"Not necessarily. Isn't there any good quality of not being afraid of difficulties, not being afraid of hardships and failures, and fighting to the end? Maybe the Wang family is talking about." Ma Ruyue smiled faintly: "If you want to make money with me, you must pay a little tuition first."

This is not a tuition fee problem at all, this is a pit dug by my sister-in-law.

In fact, Ma Ruyue set up a plan since the first issue of Wang's newspaper.

Jiang Zhirong received an order from his sister-in-law to buy the Wang family's newspaper in a short time, creating the illusion of a prosperous sale.

Sure enough, the old fox couldn't calm down and jumped into this pit in the second period.

If you have the ability, Ma Ruyue will recognize the second place, no one will recognize the first place.
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