The waiting process is the most difficult, not everyone is as confident as Huo Wenjun.

Chen Jiaju couldn't help but approach Uncle Piao and whispered: "Uncle Piao, why do I always feel that this matter is a bit mysterious... It's not that I'm saying despicable words, a salty and wet magazine dares to price ten yuan, breaking the Hong Kong magazine record. It's sharp enough, but what if I can't sell it?

Is Ajun too confident?”

Uncle Piao also felt the same way. To be honest, he was a little unsure about the price of ten yuan. After all, for a salty and wet magazine, the price is indeed a bit high.

He was not afraid of losing money. Now he has nearly 20 million in his hands and doesn't take it seriously by just tens of thousands of dollars at all. He is just worried that if the sales fail, it will undermine Huo Wenjun's self-confidence.

Although he had read the magazine sample magazine, Hun'er was almost hooked away, and for this, he was beaten by Aunt Piao's "Tathagata's Divine Palm", but he himself could not represent the public's aesthetics. What if he didn't succeed in his career?

Thinking of this, Uncle Piao carefully glanced at Huo Wenjun, and then quietly came to Huang Zhan's side. Whether the magazine could work, was the editor-in-chief who had the most say.

"Editor Huang, do you think it's OK?"

Huang Zhan hesitated for a moment. He couldn't guarantee this matter, and he was also very nervous.

Uncle Piao frowned when he saw this, and he whispered in a low tone: "I said, Editor Huang, A Jun is an outsider after all, you are an insider after all. A Jun set a price of ten yuan at that time, why didn't you stop him?"

I have to be able to stop it, Huang Zhan feels a little wronged, and the boss Huo Wenjun is determined to do whatever he wants.

He smiled bitterly and said, "Uncle Piao, this is what you misunderstood me. When Jun Shao set a price of ten yuan, I said everything, and my expectation was seven yuan.

Also, the first issue was released, and I didn’t want to be that big. The original plan was only 50,000 copies, but Jun Jun didn’t listen, so I couldn’t do anything about it!”

Uncle Piao knew that it was impossible to blame Huang Zhan. It was too late to say anything.

There was no need to say much about Huo Wenjun's "young impulse", and he couldn't help but complain: "This Ah Jun is too radical. If you fail... Forget it, just treat it as spending money to learn a lesson. Young people will only know what to do after suffering losses."

Huang Zhan comforted, "Uncle Piao, you don't have to worry too much. Mr. Jun is doing big things. In the first phase, it doesn't matter if he loses it. At worst, we will lower the price from the next phase."

"Although price adjustments are not very good in the industry, there are not many people who do it. There are precedents and there will be some profits in the future."

Uncle Piao sighed: "That's all. Alas, you still need to be steady and steady when doing things. You can't be too ambitious. You hope to make one million a month at the beginning. How is that possible?"

The two of them thought they were talking in a low voice, but in fact they were all heard by the clever and eye-catching Huo Wenjun. He just smiled and said nothing about their concerns.

Now everything is empty, but reality will tell them later that earning one million a month is not a fantasy.

Dingling!

At this moment, the urgent phone ringing suddenly rang in the office.

Swish!

In an instant, everyone's eyes were cast.

With everyone's nervous and expectant eyes, Huang Zhan glanced at Huo Wenjun, walked to the desk at his signal, swallowed, and answered the phone with a little nervousness.

The entire magazine suddenly became quiet, and everyone's eyes fell on Huang Zhan's body.

The four women of Ma Qingxia clenched their fists tightly, even more nervous than Huo Wenjun, the person involved, and they widened their eyes and held their breath.

For a moment, the needle fell and could be heard.

It is the moment of life and death that determines destiny.

Huang Zhan, who was highly anticipated, answered the phone and shouted:

"Liu Yongfa, you are a flop. Do you know what time it is now? It's 7:30! You're two hours late. Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and talk about the situation of magazine sales..."

Before Huang Zhan could speak again, Liu Yongfa, the contact person of the distribution association on the other side of the phone, also exploded. He was not angry and criticized, but quickly reported the sales of "Fengqing" in the founding and publication.

Even through the phone, everyone could vaguely hear the excitement in his voice.

"Guru!!"

Huang Zhan suddenly glared at her eyes, full of incredibleness, and then her expression freezes, as if a movie is being played, and suddenly someone pressed the pause button.

It lasted for two minutes.

It was not until Liu Yong hung up the phone there that Huang Zhan woke up like a dream, wiped his forehead and sweated coldly, and murmured: "Have his mother taken away, are all men in Hong Kong so hungry? It's just a magazine. Do you want to be so crazy..."

Bang!!

Seeing that Huang Zhan was still stunned at this critical moment, Uncle Piao was so anxious that he couldn't help but slap the table and swear: "You are going to freak out to death? Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

"It's done!!"

Huang Zhan didn't care about this at all. He slapped the desk suddenly, stood up suddenly, his waist was straighter than before, and looked around everyone, and finally fell on Huo Wenjun with admiration and excitement, and said with great enthusiasm: "Your Madam Jun is really wise and magical, you have calculated it correctly!"

"Liu Yongfa just told me that as of 7:10,000 magazines in the first issue of "Fengqing" have been sold out!!"

"The wealthy areas of Central, West Ring Road, Mong Kok, and Tsim Sha Tsui have a total of 60,000 copies. They are sold out at 6 pm! The remaining 40,000 copies are distributed to other areas, and they are sold out a little slowly, but at 7:10, they are all sold out!!"

"One hundred thousand volumes were first published, and it was sold on the first day of its sale. We did it!!"

Huang Zhan is not just full of energy at this moment. As soon as "Celestiality" is released, Huang Zhan's position in the entire industry will be greatly improved.

Not only in the world, but also in any industry, newspapers, magazines and magazines are the same.

Salty.wet magazine?

Grass!

What I do is salty and wet magazines, so what!

If I can achieve such results, I want to see if there is anything else to say!

Who else?!

At this moment, Huang Zhan looked down on her eyes and completely proudly.

Others don’t know Huang Zhan’s psychological dynamics, don’t understand, don’t want to understand, and don’t have time to understand, because what Huang Zhan said at this moment was like throwing a bomb in their minds.

Explode with a bang!

Their brains were so blank that they could no longer think.

Bang!!

At this moment, a crisp slap sounded, and Liu Jianming, who was so excited that his whole body trembled, looked at Zhanmi with a confused look on his face.

Zhanmi glared: "Doesn't it hurt? Why don't you scream?"

He slapped again with a backhand, and this time Liu Jianming shouted.

"It's not a dream!" Zhanmi murmured to himself.

Liu Jianming was almost crying: "Big Boss, I want to know if it's a dream. Are you hitting yourself? Why are you hitting me?"

But he was not interested in calculating, so why was Liu Jianming himself like a dream?

Not only him, but everyone else is the same.

Sold out in one day?

This news shocked everyone completely.

A full hundred thousand copies... they were sold out in one day?

Even the four women He Min, who know nothing about magazine sales, can understand the meaning of this.

"Clothing" magazine—

It's hot!

Even saying that popularity is not enough to describe it, it should be popular all over Hong Kong!

Uncle Piao, Zhanmi, Liu Jianming, Chen Jiaju and others finally came back to their senses. While they were happy, they couldn't help but have the same thoughts as Huang Zhan...

Are men in Hong Kong really so hungry?

But after thinking about the book "Fengqing" magazine that made them feel itchy, it seems that I can understand...

Hehehehe!
Chapter completed!