My Cartoonist Guide

　　 Shen Xin didn't hide it, and told Wang Wenhong all the resources he could use.

　　Wang Wenhong rubbed his chin, pondered for a moment, then looked at Shen Xin, "Nothing?"

　　 "It's gone." Shen Xin nodded.

　　 Yan Fei also nodded slightly, admitting that Shen Xin was right.

　　 "Wait, you mean, relying on radio dramas and 500,000 cash to PK with works of the level of "Crime" and "Hunting Abyss"?" The muscles on Wang Wenhong's face twitched twice.

　　 "That's right." Yan Fei nodded.

　　Wang Wenhong rubbed his face, the confidence on his face just disappeared, "Are there any other conditions?"

"Do you have."

　　 Shen Xin thought of the contract between the magazine and Ji Yinxuan, but the president has not planned to use it so far.

　　 "Is it there or not?" Wang Wenhong was crying, can you give me a quasi letter?

　　 Shen Xin rubbed his forehead and told Wang Wenhong about Ji Yinxuan.

　　Wang Wenhong was silent for three or four minutes, then raised his head again, "give me one day, wait until tomorrow to sign and sell the book, let's talk in detail."

　　 "If you really want to help, don't think about things that can't be on the table." Yan Fei exhorted.

　　Wang Wenhong smiled wryly, "Editor Yan, now that you have a method to use, it's good, you don't want to pick it up."

　　Shen Xin nodded, and the dead horse was treated as a living horse doctor. Tomorrow, he would listen to Wang Wenhong's advice before making his judgment.

　　 After eating the noodles, Shen Xin also recovered a lot of energy.

　　 The next day, Shen Xin got up early, and after breakfast, he was going to Jiman with Yan Fei.

　　 Before the door closed, the three assistants also ran out, Gao Hang took the lead and jumped into the car.

　　 "Don't you go to other shops in Nanjiatan?" Shen Xin asked in surprise.

　　 "There is still a chance in the future." Gao Hang smiled, he wanted to beware of Wang Wenhong.

　　 "I'm going to buy some books." Lu Ning said.

　　 Ji Man is the largest comic book store in Hongchuan, so there is nothing wrong with her going there to buy books.

　　 "I...I..." Zhou Yang scratched his head, "I'll go help."

　　 The three assistants have different goals, but their destinations are all Jiman Bookstores.

　　 Shen Xin didn't say anything, closed the door and motioned for the driver to drive.

When 　　 came to the bookstore, many readers were already queuing. Shen Xin followed Yan Fei into the bookstore from the back door, and after communicating with the store manager, the store manager arranged for the clerk to lead the readers who needed to buy books into the bookstore.

　　 Gao Hang wandered around the bookstore, but kept his eyes on the clerk. Finally, at the back door of the bookstore, he saw Wang Wenhong who was carrying books and walked over.

　　 "Wang Bian, I didn't expect you to work here." Gao Hang was quite gloating.

　　 "Huh?" Wang Wenhong glanced at Gao Hang, wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Isn't this Teacher Gao? Are you still following Teacher Shen?"

　　 "Yes." Gao Hang nodded, but he thought of how to warn Wang Wenhong so that he would not trouble Shen Xin.

　　 "It's just right, come... hurry up and move the book, the single "Y\'s" on the shelf is not enough." Wang Wenhong patted the cartoon on the cart.

"Eh?"

　　 "Eh what? Are you not Teacher Shen's assistant? Come over and help."

"Oh."

　　 Gao Hang hurried over and took the handle of the cart.

　　 Wait... It feels a bit wrong... Didn't he come to warn Wang Wenhong?

　　 Gao Hang just wanted to open his mouth, but he felt Wang Wenhong patted his shoulder.

　　 "Have you seen the female shopping guide wearing a white shirt? It's there... Push the car over and put the book on the shelf."

　　 "You...what are you going to do?" Gao Hang quickly asked as Wang Wenhong turned to leave.

　　 "Do you think that "Y\'s" has so many separate editions? Quickly push it over." Wang Wenhong wiped his sweat, turned and left through the back door.

　　 Gao Hang shook the handle, pushed forward hard, his face flushed-he was a bit heavy.

　　 At nine o'clock in the morning, the signing of the book officially began.

　　 Seeing the first reader, Shen Xin knew that today’s autograph session was not easy—this reader put the fourth volume of 20 copies of "Y\'s" on the table in one breath.

　　 "Can you finish watching so much?" Shen Xin asked surprised.

　　 "Some of them are mine, and some are bought for friends." The reader explained.

　　 "……"

　　 Shen Xin followed the manager’s suggestion and only signed the word "Shen Zheng" on the book.

　　 signed the book sales from the first time, it was in a relatively hot state.

　　 Yan Fei looked at Shen Xin, who was constantly signing signatures, and was also a little worried.

Zhou Yang was next to Shen Xin, serving tea and pouring water. After the busy schedule, afterwards, even Lu Ning came to help maintain order. As for Gao Hang, he was sitting on the ground, gasping for breath, with the collar button open, one side Wang Wenhong of Wang Wenhong pushed a stack of books and continued to stuff the books into the bookshelf.

　　 I didn't expect Wang Wenhong to be able to do these physical tasks.

　　 Yan Fei felt incredible.

　　 "Shhh, Teacher Jumping is here."

　　 "Who?" Yan Fei was taken aback.

　　 "The cartoonist of "Crime"," the store manager explained.

　　 "He?"

　　 Yan Fei quickly looked at the front row of the crowd. A young man with a thin body and long hair stood in front of Shen Xin.

　　 Shen Xin didn't know Han Ye. After signing the name, he handed the cartoon to him.

　　 "Thank you." Shen Xin nodded slightly.

　　 Han Ye took the book, whispered "Um", turned and left, just hitting Zhou Yang.

　　 "I'm sorry." Zhou Yang apologized quickly.

　　 "It's okay... it doesn't matter." Han Ye glanced at Zhou Yang and opened his mouth slightly.

so cute?

　　 Han Ye's heart seemed to be alive again.

　　 Zhou Yang didn't stay in front of him for long. After apologizing, he continued to organize the queue of readers.

　　 looks cute, but the figure is too thin.

　　 After watching for a long time, Han Ye walked out of the bookstore unwillingly.

　　 It wasn't until eight o'clock in the evening that the last reader was sent away, and Shen Xin was lying on the table, not wanting to move.

　　 Today, he is more tired than the autograph book sales event he participated in before. When he wrote the last dozens of books, he even couldn't hold the pen's track and wrote a little crookedly.

　　 Fortunately, I finally persevered~www.NovelMTL.com~ Teacher Shen, hard work. "Yan Fei brought a cup of tea and put it on the table.

　　Shen Xin sat down again and shook his head slightly, "Let’s take a break...how many copies did you sign?"

　　 "I don't know, I only know that Gaohang is a little weak, and Wang Wenhong and other shop assistants are also very tired. Therefore, today's sales are quite impressive, definitely more than 2,000 copies."

　　 Shen Xin smiled slightly and looked around. Gao Hang lay on the floor in the corner, panting, the mineral water in Lu Ning and Zhou Yang's hands had also bottomed out.

　　 At this time, the store manager ran over cheerfully, "Mr. Shen, today's results are very good."

　　 "How many volumes?" Shen Xin asked curiously.

　　 "4800 copies were signed." The store manager said.

　　 "Huh?" Shen Xin was taken aback, unexpectedly there were so many.

　　 "It should be that some people bought a lot of copies, so the sales volume is more than the number of readers in line." Yan Fei speculated.

　　 Shen Xin nodded slightly, thinking this way, it is indeed possible.

　　 "Mr. Shen, I hope we have a chance to cooperate in the future." The store manager said with a smile.

　　 "Well, we have a chance to come again." Shen Xin also stood up and shook hands with the store manager.

　　 Yan Fei and the store manager simply handed over, while Shen Xin gathered the three assistants together.

　　 "Thanks to everyone today, I have dinner."

　　 "Then I'll hurry up and order food..." Gao Hang sat up from the ground, and was about to ask someone to ask, he was stopped by Shen Xin.

　　 "Let Wang Bian lead the way? Wang Bian stayed here for a few months. I should know which restaurant is good."

　　Wang Wenhong wiped his sweat and nodded slightly, knowing that Shen Xin must have asked him about yesterday.

　　 "Okay, I will show you to the best restaurant nearby."