NovelsAlex Chapter 663 No one in the world knows you! (4 character chapter)
Chapter 663 No one in the world knows you! (4 character chapter)
Chapter 663 No one in the world knows you! ([-]-character chapter)
China, the imperial capital, a park.
As usual, the old Zhangtou runs in the park not far from his own community in the morning. The old Zhangtou's full name is Zhang Wuzhen, and he is 53 years old this year.
Although the old Zhangtou is over half a hundred years old, his body is still in good shape because of regular exercise.
"Hey, why are there so many people here today?" When Lao Zhangtou ran to the newsstand he often visited, he found that the newsstand was full today, and the queue was 50 meters away.
You know, usually, this newsstand is empty, not to mention the 50-meter line, even the five-meter line, no, the three-meter line, that is already very rare.
With curiosity, Old Zhangtou stopped. Curiosity is the nature of human beings, and herd mentality is the nature of Chinese people. Seeing so many people queuing here, Old Zhangtou will not give up until he understands the facts!
Therefore, Lao Zhangtou was at the end of the line with curiosity.
"Hey, Lao Fang, why are you here?" When Lao Zhang came to the end of the line, he found an acquaintance of his own, Lao Fang.
"Old Zhang, you're here too?" Lao Fang said in surprise when he saw Lao Zhang.
"Well, what is such a long line for?" Lao Zhang pointed to the long line and asked, "Could it be that this newsstand has a promotion?"
"What promotional event? This is a newsstand, not a supermarket. Where did the promotion come from?" Lao Fang curled his lips, with a strange look in his eyes, and continued, "Come here to line up, of course to buy newspapers."
Hearing what Lao Fang said, Lao Zhangtou was embarrassed, he touched his head and didn't say anything, this is his habit, once Lao Zhangtou was embarrassed, he would touch his head.
Meanwhile, the newsstand owner is both happy and miserable.
Today is definitely a big day for Lao Kong (the owner of the newsstand). Without him, the newsstand, which was originally a deserted place, suddenly became crowded today, and the long queue is a proof.
At first, Lao Kong was really happy, but after a while, he became sad.
No one else, because these people are all here to buy the world edition of "World Weekly".
This embarrasses Lao Kong, because he doesn’t have many reservations for the world edition of “World Weekly”. Normally, he only preorders fifty copies of the world edition of “World Weekly”. The influence of the inside is very great, but at his small newsstand, it only takes a short time, fifty cents, and it is often not sold out. However, because of Hu Yu, Lao Kong ordered 150 more copies, which is also In other words, he ordered a full two hundred copies of "World Weekly"!
It took Lao Kong a lot of determination to order this. You must know that although these newspapers can be returned, this is not a full refund. He also needs to pay some money himself. He can’t let people not even get back the cost. Bar.
Therefore, Lao Kong thought for a full hour before ordering [-] copies.
But now, Lao Kong knows that he has fewer reservations. Looking at the situation in front of him, let alone two hundred copies, even two thousand copies can be sold.
"Boss, bring me a copy of the world edition of "World Weekly". Hurry up, I'll wait and see!" A young girl said to Kong.
"Okay, a copy of World Weekly!" Old Kong said.
Then he stretched out his hand, ready to take a copy of "World Weekly", but the little book in his memory didn't feel it.
Old Kong's face changed, he lowered his head, and looked at the place where he put the world edition of "World Weekly", it was already empty, that is to say, it took him less than a quarter of an hour to sell out the two hundred copies of the newspaper .
This is awkward.
At this time, Lao Kong caught a glimpse of the previous "World Weekly", and his face was immediately filled with a smile.
"Girl, this issue of "World Weekly" is gone, but I have the last issue of "World Weekly", do you want it?"
"What, the "World Weekly" is gone? You said it earlier, wasting my time!" The girl said loudly.
The girl's voice was so loud that almost everyone behind her could hear it.
"What, there is no "World Weekly" anymore, so what kind of team should we send, let's go!"
"Hey, waste of my time, this is already the third newsstand, all of them are gone, if I knew I would have woken up early this morning, 5 minutes, that's 5 minutes, I would have bought the World Weekly downstairs in our house gone."
"Go away, waste my expression!"
In the crowd, everyone said.
Then, they were about to disperse, and now, Lao Kong was in a hurry.
"Everyone don't leave, I have "World Weekly". Everyone don't leave!" Old Kong said urgently.
At this moment, the crowd who were about to disperse just now stopped in their tracks.
"Boss, do you still have this issue of World Weekly?" one person asked.
"I don't have this issue, but I have the last issue, and the previous issue!" Old Kong replied.
"Tch, I came here just to buy Teacher Hu Yu's "World Weekly" collection, who the hell read the last issue of "World Weekly", let alone the previous issue!"
"Go away, waste time, waste expression, waste life!"
……
Looking at the dispersed crowd, Lao Kong wanted to cry, but at this moment, he really wanted to ask himself, "Why did I only order two hundred copies, two thousand copies are so good!"
……
Magic City, a bookstore.
Old Xu looked at his deserted bookstore, and then at the crowded bookstore opposite, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Old Xu's name is Xu Huo. Although there is a character for fire in his name, Xu Huo's life has not been prosperous, but he has lived better than ordinary people.
"Boss, do you have this issue of "World Weekly" here? The "World Weekly" with Mr. Hu Yu on the cover?" Several young people came to Xu Huo and asked.
Hearing the young man's words, Xu Huo shook his head, then stretched out his hand to the opposite side, and said, "I don't have it here, only the opposite side!"
Xu Huo has done this action many times today, so many times that he has forgotten how many times he has done it.
At first, Xu Huo would not say that there was a world edition of "World Weekly" on the opposite side, but people would ask, even if he didn't say it, the young men in front of him would go to the opposite side. Later, when someone came to ask the same question , if the person asking is polite, he will answer, if the person asking is in a normal tone, he will point to the opposite side, if the person asking is impolite, he is neither a bird nor a bird to those people.
"These are all money!" Xu Huo looked at the few people who left quickly, feeling annoyed.
Then, the line on the opposite side lengthened a bit.
This time, Xu Huo couldn't bear it anymore, he picked up the phone on the table again, and dialed a number skillfully.
After thirty or forty rings, the phone was connected.
"Hey, Mr. Zhao? It's me, Xiao Xu, Xu Huo!"
"Mr. Zhao, do you have any spare copies of the World Edition of World Weekly? I'm out of stock here. I want as many as you have!" Xu Huo said into the phone.
At the same time, a printing factory.
Mr. Zhao in Xu's mouth touched the sweat on his forehead, and said to the phone: "Old Xu, I really don't have any stock here!"
"I know that we have been friends for 20 years. Logically, I would not refuse to give you the goods, but I really don't have any here, and I don't have any stock!" Mr. Zhao replied.
To be reasonable, Mr. Zhao hasn't been this busy for a long, long time.
When was the last time he was so busy?
Ten years ago, or 20 years ago?Mr. Zhao no longer remembers.
Overnight, the newspaper industry seemed to have returned to its peak in the 90s, and countless people subscribed to him.
"Old Xu, there are newspapers, I will definitely save some for you, I promise!"
"Three hundred copies, how about three hundred copies? I already have a lot of sincerity." Mr. Zhao said into the phone.
"Mr. Zhao, [-] servings is too little, at least give me [-] servings, or [-] servings, I can eat it!" Xu Huo said.
"Old Xu, it's not that I won't give it to you, but that I really don't have any shares here. I'll give you three hundred shares, for the sake of our 20-year friendship. Okay, let's just say this first. , I have something else to do!" Mr. Zhao listened to the ringing of another phone on the desk, and put down the phone in his hand.
Today, he has been busy like a dog.
"Hey, Mr. Qian, I am, what [-] copies of "World Weekly", Mr. Qian, I don't have it here, it's true, how dare I lie to you?"
"Okay, I will definitely ship it to you as soon as possible!"
Mr. Zhao put down the phone and wiped off the sweat from his forehead again.
"Xiao Sun, come in for me!"
"Mr. Zhao, what's the matter?"
"Notify me of the factory building, give me full firepower, print this issue of "World Weekly", and let all the employees who are on leave come back and let them go to work. Our factory operates three shifts today!" Mr. Zhao said loudly.
"what?"
"Ah what? Do it quickly!" Mr. Zhao patted the table and said loudly.
"Yes, Mr. Zhao!"
After Xiao Sun left, Mr. Zhao said with emotion: "Mr. Hu Yu is indeed Mr. Hu Yu, so popular, but this is too popular!"
Of course, generally speaking, Mr. Zhao is quite happy, because Hu Yu has brought him benefits.
"Dingling, dingling!" At this moment, the phone on Mr. Zhao's desk rang again.
Hearing the ringing of the phone, Mr. Zhao's face suddenly turned into a bitter face. He knew that another call to remind him came.
"Hey, why am I so miserable, I don't even have a rest."
At the same time, in Xu Huo's bookstore in Shanghai.
Xu Huo put down the phone in his hand and shook his head bitterly.
"What the hell, after seven or eight phone calls, I got [-] copies of "World Weekly"!" Xu Huo said unhappily.
At this moment, Xu Huo finally knew how powerful Hu Yu's influence was, and he was able to sell newspapers out of stock!
Unlike Xu Huo who was depressed, Shan Xin on the opposite side was extremely happy.
Looking at the long line in front of him, Shan Xin's eyes have become like money holes, these people are all money!
"Boss, two copies of World Weekly."
"Okay, two copies of "World Weekly", you put it away!" Shan Xin skillfully took out two copies of "World Weekly" newspapers, and handed them to consumers.
The man glanced at the cover of "World Weekly", and immediately paid the money happily.
Shan Xin took the money skillfully.
"Ozawa, bring another box of World Weekly!" Shan Xin said to his son.
"Here we come, here we come." Shan Xin's son, Shan Ze, responded, and brought a box of "World Weekly" over.
Looking at his son, Shan Xin was very satisfied.
In fact, Shan Xin has no reason to be dissatisfied. You must know that the reason why he can make a lot of money is entirely due to Shan Ze.
His mind went back to the day before.
"Dad, how many copies of this issue of World Weekly have you ordered?"
"Five hundred copies, what's the matter?"
"Few, too few, at least [-] copies, no, [-] copies!" Shan Ze said very seriously.
Shan Xin was stunned, he opened his mouth wide, and didn't know what to say for a moment.
After a while, Shan Xin put his hand on Shan Ze's forehead, and said, "You don't have a fever, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"Dad, I'm not talking nonsense, I'm serious, do you know who is on the cover of tomorrow's "World Weekly"? It's Teacher Hu Yu, our Chinese super idol!"
"I'm sure that many, many people will come to buy "World Weekly" tomorrow, so the more we order, the better!" Shan Ze himself is a fan of Hu Yu, and he will collect a copy of "World Weekly" World Weekly, and he is not a fan of Hu Yu, if he is a fan of those brains, it will be even more terrifying.
Under Shan Ze's persuasion, Shan Xin finally ordered [-] copies of "World Weekly"!
At this moment, Shan Ze is very grateful to his son, and also very glad that he obeyed his son's words!
You know, by selling a copy of "World Weekly" newspaper, he can make a net profit of [-] Huayuan, and if he sells [-] copies, that is [-] Huayuan!
This is already two months' wages for a white-collar worker.
Looking at today's situation, it is basically safe to sell [-] copies of "World Weekly".
Even, these [-] copies are not enough!
"Ozawa, call me, and then ask Mr. Zhao to urge some World Weekly!" Shan Xin said loudly.
He had a hunch that not to mention [-] copies of "World Weekly", even [-] copies of "World Weekly" could be sold today.
At this moment, there was a sudden commotion among the queued crowd.
"It's the reporter, the reporter is here!" After a while, voices came from the crowd.
Hearing everyone's words, Shan Xin was immediately confused.
It turned out that the reporter came, and it was his small shop!
"I'm posting it, I'm really going to post it!" At this moment, Shan Xin only had this sentence in his mind!
Sure enough, after interviewing a few passers-by, the reporter rushed to Shan Xin's shop.
10 minute later.
There was a silly smile on Shan Xin's face, and he kept saying, "My bookstore is on TV!"
Seeing this scene, Xu Huo called Mr. Zhao again!
On this day, the world edition of "World Weekly" is out of stock!
On this day, Hu Yu's name spread throughout the world!
On this day, who in the world does not know Hu?
ps: [-] words, [-] words short! ! !
(End of this chapter)