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Chapter 2 Signing Meeting

An Shaoyang advised Zhang Junsheng to have many times for his romantic problem.

The effect is very little!

What else do you say? Of course, you should play more adult games when you are reborn, otherwise you will be punished by God!

Well, although I don’t know what he is talking about, Zhang Junsheng is his money tree, and he is not particularly presumptuous. He published three novels a year last year, exceeding the indicators. The publishing house paid more than 80 million yuan in a year!

After thinking about it, An Shaoyang asked, "Junsheng, the signing of the sale is over today. Do you have any arrangements?"

“…Isn’t the signing party going to more than 20 cities across the country?”

Zhang Junsheng took off his headphones and asked him back: "You want me to write a new book again? Can you rest for a few months? I'm very tired too!"

"...No, Huayang, Tianyi, Dongyang, Songjiang several major film and television companies want to get our film and television adaptation rights..."

"If you don't sell it, you can see it yourself. What did they make of "Sanched Door"? I won't say about the actors. After all, Dong Qian is an actress I like very much, but the composition and editing of the picture do not show the essence of "Sanched Door". My book fans have left messages to me on the blog, telling me not to sell copyright casually!"

Zhang Junsheng answered directly without thinking.

“…Yes, they didn’t do a good job, but their offer was pretty good!”

"Uncle An, money is of course a good thing, but I think it's enough, there's no need to lose the big picture because of small things!"

After looking at An Shaoyang carefully, Zhang Junsheng spoke from the heart.

"hehe…"

An Shaoyang shut up.

Of course, he complained in his heart, nonsense, of course you don’t care about money. The royalties of several books you made together have earned nine figures. That’s all, the chain supermarket under your father’s name has been opened in Yangcheng. There are at least forty supermarkets in your family nationwide, with a net worth of hundreds of millions. Last year’s rich list was announced, and your father ranked 78th. Who dares to talk about money with him?

Zhang Junsheng put on his headphones again and closed his eyes...

...

Zhang Junsheng was reborn, and he was a professional black fan in the original time and space.

The so-called professional black fans mean black people with money. In fact, it is very simple to criticize a celebrity or a celebrity. Simply put, first attack her professional level. If her professional level meets the standards, then attack her moral level. No one can tell whether she is a moral person. No matter how good the image is, just take a few pictures and put them in "heart words", and you can find examples of disrespectful seniors or being too selfish...

One catch is accurate!

This rice for professional black fans is actually delicious, just find the right way.

First of all, you have to have a public account and have a little fame!

Secondly, the writing style cannot be too bad, otherwise it will not make people remember it deeply if they become shady!

Of course, the most important thing is that you have to hide yourself. Never let others know your address and appearance...

Original time and space are so many stars to choose from. Of course, if you don’t receive a job in a short period of time, you will be criticized by Big Mi. Anyway, she has many black spots, earns some clicks, and rewards.

How did Zhang Junsheng die?

I took an order that day and asked him to Hei Liu Yifei. Although he was not very willing, he could make money. So I checked the information for several hours and wrote an article of more than 5,000 words. The other party generously gave more than 20,000 yuan of hard work!

After getting the money, the first thing is of course to be happy!

Then he was arrested by the police uncle and died of shame...

It's already three years ago.

Rebirth in this world is probably not much different from the world that has been around for about two thousand years, except for the place name...

Of course, many celebrities are gone either.

It's a bit like the parallel space and time written in the novel...

It took Zhang Junsheng half a year to get used to this world and then began to ‘create’…

Then, he became what he is now, and accidentally became the most popular writer on the world!

Today is the global release day of "The Legend of Wukong". In order to cooperate with the publisher, Zhang Junsheng needs to sign on the spot...

There is no global situation. Zhang Junsheng never thought that novels like "The Legend of Wukong" could become popular abroad...

...

The car parked in the underground garage of the building, and Zhang Junsheng followed the staff of the Book Building into the building.

This is not the first time Xu Mingcheng, the general manager of Huaxia Book Building, has dealt with Zhang Junsheng. The first sentence he met was: "Thank you for your hard work, Writer Zhang!"

"…Uncle Xu, don't scare me, how many people are there?"

Zhang Junsheng asked the key points directly.

"Haha, at least five thousand people!"

“…Five thousand people…When will I sign in…”

Zhang Junsheng took a breath...

What does at least five thousand people represent?

At the average speed of completing a signature every five seconds, he has to sign for seven hours, which does not include readers who come after hearing the news...

An Shaoyang looked sympathetic: "Junsheng, what do you want to eat for lunch?"

“… Let’s start now!”

Zhang Junsheng was too lazy to pay attention to him, rolled up his sleeves, he was ready.

Besides, he signed 5,000 people at a time, and he had nothing to be afraid of. At most, the middle finger of his right hand had been swollen for two weeks...

Mr. Lu said, "A real warrior dares to face the bleak life and dares to face the blood!"

At the same time, the security personnel were in place, the door opened, Zhang Junsheng walked out, faced the queue that had already been lined up, and smiled and waved: "Hi, good morning!"

"Ahhhh!"

A group of fans were so excited that they had a few exaggerated ones and cried out directly...

Do I look so much like your dead relative? Why are you crying?

The general manager of security, Chen Guangsheng, who has worked with Zhang Junsheng for a long time, held the microphone and spoke: "Don't worry, Zhang Junsheng is here. Please rest assured. Everyone, everyone who bought the genuine "The Legend of Wukong" will have a signature, and there will be a certain number!"

After looking at Xu Mingcheng, it was best to nod. Chen Guangsheng continued: "Okay, the signing party will begin!"

Zhang Junsheng sat down with his fate, picked up the mineral water, took a sip, and then put on a smile...

Just like... just like the young lady who welcomes guests in the club...

...

Zhang Junsheng kept lowering his head to sign, and he asked one, and by the way, 'Thank you for your support!'

There is no chance to look up at all.

Occasionally, someone said, "I like your book so much!"

He will also reply: Thank you...

Most book fans feel sorry for him. Of course, those who are at the end of the line may feel a little anxious because they are worried that they will not have the turn of their hand. At this time, Xu Mingcheng needs to take action.

He would say, ‘Don’t worry, this time our bookstore has purchased a sufficient number of new books to ensure that everyone can get the signature!’

Yes, you guarantee that everyone will get the signature, the premise is that Zhang Junsheng is about to die...

At twelve o'clock noon, Zhang Junsheng finally looked up: "Do you want to go back and have something to eat first?"

"We're not hungry!!"

“…”

But I'm hungry!

There is no way, so I can only ask the assistant to feed the meal, and sign while eating...

The sun goes from east to west, and it is already three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Thank you for your support!"

The three words "Zhang Junsheng" were written on Shuibiao, but the man did not take away his book, but looked at Zhang Junsheng with interest.

"Can you leave? You have a lot of people queuing behind you!"
Chapter completed!
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