After Yang Yi left, Jiang Nan stood silently in the yard. After a while, she returned to the room and then packed up the changed clothes without saying a word.

Jiang Jianmo didn't know what the two said outside, but seeing the change in his daughter's attitude, he knew in his heart that this change would probably come to the boy again.

I picked up the teacup and walked to the balcony. After thinking about it, I put it on the table, and then opened the screen window door leading to the balcony in the living room. There was a blurry figure at the door of the courtyard far away. I don’t know if it was Yang Yi, but Jiang Jianmo clearly felt that in this evening when the coolness suddenly became raging, he seemed to be a little old.

...

When Yang Yi stood up for his classmates and talked with the secretary of the municipal party committee, Rogo was running around like a dog, and was anxious to stimulate investment. As the boss of Siyue Culture, he also has elders in his family to serve as the leaders of the provincial department and department. His connections are wide, but similarly, because of the rapid rise of Siyue Culture, some people who were divided into cakes were jealous and jealous. This situation was not noticed when he was smooth sailing, but when he encountered a little adversity, it was inevitably magnified.

Since it is to attract investment, it is impossible to even hide specific projects. When many people heard that he was trying to open up their own book sales channels, they hesitated: "Little Luo, your Siyue culture is coming in full force. Many publishing and distribution agencies say that it is a wolf, and now they have to interfere in the sales terminal. I am afraid it will arouse public anger."

Some people even directly said: "Mr. Luo, it's not that I doubt your strength, but according to your plan, if you invest more than 40 million yuan, even if you take out most of your Siyue culture, the remaining investment is not a decimal point. I can't see where the profit points are. If you build this bookstore, it's a bit like losing money and gaining publicity! Do we still lack bookstores in China? Radical, radical!"

This is the disadvantage of gaze and viewpoint being limited by time and space. As for Yang Yi's cultural Moore plan itself, if it is obtained three years later, or even just one year later, no one would look at it with such disdain. But now, even many people with IQs far exceeding Yang Yi will not easily have a gaze that transcends tradition.

But this is Yang Yi’s biggest basis.

...

The efforts of Saturday were fruitless, but Rogo came to another quiet place in Yuezhou the next day on time. Here he made an appointment with several capable investors, including the boss of a large publishing group in the same industry as him, and the cultural companies a little higher. Rogo looked energetic at the date location, but as for his anxiety or really confident and calmness, it is unknown.

Baishi Jingshe is not in the traditional scenic and cultural realm of Yuezhou, Xiuhu, but at the foot of Juyun Mountain near the west suburbs of the city. It is simple and elegant inside, but there is a unique world in the winding paths. It was originally the place where a Zen master of the Song Dynasty was practiced, but now it was bought by a powerful group to build a first-class private club in Yuezhou, especially loved by some people in the upper cultural circle.

Rogo took Yang Yi and others in a pavilion in the monastery. When the two of them were in a breath last night, they learned that Yang Yi had voluntarily refused Jiang Jianmo's help and hint, Fat always complained about him on the phone. Until Yang Yi explained that he was worried that Jiang Jianmo's help would attract the attention of Mayor Cao Jianguo, he barely suppressed his impatient mentality: "Although Cao Jianguo is not willing to be suppressed by Uncle Jiang, he will not make any fuss about Uncle Jiang's intervention. Your concern is too much."

Yang Yi didn't agree. After reaching a certain position, people will pay attention to their sensibility when doing things, but they cannot rely too much on their opponents' kindness, especially for such a project that can drive many related links - publishing, warehousing, logistics, sales, employment of relevant personnel, and surrounding real estate, all of which are obvious political achievements. What's more, his original purpose was not to let Jiang Jianmo pay favors so quickly, so as not to create obstacles for himself and Jiang Nan.

However, this could not be said to Rogoming, so Yang Yi laughed twice on the phone and gave up. However, under Rogo's half-threatening and half-request, he agreed to meet the investor the next day.

There is a reason why he threw all the things in the early stage to Rogo. In the issue of bookstore investment, Rogo did pour out a lot of enthusiasm, but this enthusiasm is based on the benefits that everyone can share. If they fail, they don’t have to take too much risk. If the bookstore really loses because they can’t find a profit point, all the losses will be repaid by Yang Yi using his writing.

In this way, even though Yang Yi could understand Rogo's conservatism and selfishness in investing in the bookstore, he was still a little resentful in private. Even the Bank of China platinum card that Rogo gave him to repair his relationship was barely accepted after several times of refusal.

Therefore, before Rogo's promised investment was in place, he seemed to have some time off his busy schedule.

However, from another perspective, Yang Yi believed that he could grasp the key points in the general direction and rely on his foresight to scare a group of people. However, for example, the intertwined exchanges of interests in the shopping mall are not his strengths, so he has always stayed away from him.

"Xiaoyi, have you prepared all the things you have prepared?" Rogo sat in the monastery, and the invited guests did not come, so he simply served a pot of tea. Mr. Pang poured Yang Yi a cup and pushed him over and asked.

"The first volume and outline of "Shennong Code"?" Yang Yi shook his head and smiled: "No."

Rogo's eyes widened in an instant: "You..."

Yang Yi looked at Rogo's angry look almost choked by a mouthful of tea, grinned and pointed his head: "Everyone is pretending to be here."

"Not that..." Before Rogo finished speaking, a polite knock came from outside the door: "Sir, your guest is here."

The fat president had to stop talking and stood up. Three men in their fifties came in, two of whom were shirts and trousers, with younger faces. The leader was wearing a plain white double-breasted jacket, black pants, and a thousand-soled cloth shoes that were not common at this time. After seeing Rogo, he smiled and said, "Little Robbery, have you been waiting here so early?"

Rogo stood up to meet him, smiling kindly: "I have invited a busy person like Mr. Xiao, how dare I not go early?"

Yang Yi also stood up naturally, but just followed Rogo without saying a word. According to the agreement between the two, Rogo did not identify Yang Yi's identity. Several people glanced at him casually, not sure what the boy did, but their imagination could only support them to think that Yang Yi was Rogo's son and nephew.

The business gatherings also brought younger generations, which made the two bosses look at each other disapprovingly.

Several people sat down, and the waiter also came to tea and refreshments at the right time, because the beauties here were dressed up as Han maids. Yang Yi couldn't help but pay attention, but found that the waiters he saw in the Zhou family villa yesterday, whether it was personal conditions or the workmanship of his clothes, were no less than this club with a deep background.

It seems that even if the Zhou family is a nouveau riche, it is not an ordinary nouveau riche. Is this considered to be an act of indignation and causing big trouble? But even if time goes back, Yang Yi guessed that he would still take action.

Several men on the side lit a cigarette and began to talk about some interesting stories in their circles. After talking for a while, the man called Mr. Xiao then smiled and said, "Little Luo, you said that some projects are to be done together. Should you introduce them to you first?"

Rogo knew that this was the main topic, so he didn't refuse now. He said again how many times he repeated these days, roughly introduced his idea of ​​the bookstore, and focused on the investment methods, including shareholding ratio, budget plan, cost control, and profit.

"Wait a minute, Luo!" When he heard Rogo introduce the profit returns, as the president of several large publishing groups in Yuezhou, President Xiao smiled and knocked on the table of Hualimu: "Your idea is quite interesting. Doing publishing and sales together will solve the problem of cash flow to the greatest extent, especially the cash flow of some best-selling books, but..."

But after this, Yang Yi knew that the focus was the next one. Sure enough, Mr. Xiao took a sip of tea and showed the master's calm attitude: "I haven't heard that the publishing house lived on bestsellers! You encountered one or two books, that was your luck, but luck would always work out! And the most profitable teaching aids in the book market now, the right to publish and publish private enterprises cannot get involved! So, what does your Siyue culture use to support the subsequent investment of the book city? Even if this book city was successfully established, it is limited to Yuezhou, and it can still compare with the Xinhua channels all over the country? It can also compare with the various two channels that have gradually become a spark? People are all downstream capital squeezing upstream, but you do the opposite. Is this a bit like a drifting with the flow?"

As expected, the boss-level figure who had been immersed in the industry for many years immediately grasped the problem. After hearing his question, the remaining two looked at Rogo with interest. If he could not give a convincing answer, today's meeting would probably end here, and he would not even waste lunch.

"I also know that it is generally difficult to support a publishing house with one or two bestsellers, but what if it is a one-million-level bestseller?" Rogo knew that this was inevitably showing off, which would make several people in the publishing industry unhappy, so he turned the topic away: "Everyone also knows that big bestsellers are generally divided into three types, one is the books of popular writers at home and abroad, and the second is the books built up with marketing expenses. These two categories are not profitable, but if they are real bestsellers and the authors are willing to share the profits?"

"Will the author share the profits?" Several people looked at each other in disbelief, including Mr. Xiao: "There are still such people now?"

Rogo glanced at Yang Yi beside him. He had been introducing him for more than an hour and almost finished the two pots of tea he brought with him alone. In normal times, he could be considered a cow drink. However, in this way, he did not let several old foxes express their opinions. Instead, he was caught in the vital position of the army.

Until now, as agreed with Yang Yi, he had to show his trump card in his hand, and he regained some confidence in his sense of frustration.

"Is this?" Mr. Xiao became a little surprised. Originally, he thought Yang Yi was Rogo's junior, and the child had to come out to play with him. Although he did not have the same thoughts as the other two, he was mostly unwilling to care. But now he saw the constant eye contact between the two, and he couldn't figure out the connection.

"Yang Yi, let's talk to several bosses about the books we're going to operate soon, and also express our opinions on copyright fees so that they won't worry." Rogo smiled and had a very dispute at first about whether to expose Yang Yi's identity. However, after a long discussion, it was finally decided that the identity of the bookstore investor should be concealed for the time being, and the identity of another best-selling author can be used to make a fuss when the investor does not see the rabbit or show off his eagle.

"I will introduce myself first, Yang Yi, the author of "What Things in the Song Dynasty"," the first sentence stunned the three men, including Mr. Xiao, who had always been blessed with his own identity. Then, in the unbelievable eyes of several people who were in a state of unbelievable mood, Yang Yi first told the story about "Shennong Code".

"This book is also a long article, and the outline has been basically conceived. You can comment on the opening story..." When Yang first told it, Mr. Xiao could not concentrate, but he unknowingly immersed in the story.

One of the old men started a business in the printing business and was not very interested in the books themselves, so he sneered: "The mountain dog who guards the ancient tomb? This gimmick was not very good at the beginning!"

Another boss was a qualified publisher. When he heard it, he frowned with dissatisfaction, thinking that the person around him was still a rough person in this circle after all, and he hadn't noticed it at the beginning.

After more than half an hour of reading, no one interrupted the road. When Yang Yi came to an abrupt end, it was already the sun was at its peak.

At the door of the monastery, two delicate waiters who were also fascinated by the ears were still tilted, and suddenly there was no text. One of them quickly looked at his companion: "Why don't you recite it?"

Her companion was about to say "How did I know?" but unexpectedly, her feet numb and she fell on the door.

...

"How is it?" Rogo took everyone's faces and couldn't help but feel a little proud. Thanks to his keen eyes at that time, he actually grabbed such a Wenqu star in his hands. However, thinking about Yang Yi's insistence on bookstores and solo, he was a little disappointed: "This book "Shennong Code" and "Song Dynasty" are all texts with more than 6 volumes, and everyone knows the circulation of the first volume of "Song Dynasty" alone. The codes of these two books alone will not be less than 80 million! With this as a guarantee, are you afraid that the investment money will be wasted?"

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Cui Yongyuan's "But That's the Cumulative Sales" are unclear, but when the sales volume of 700,000 in the first month (item, priced at 19 yuan), the code was 20 million, which can be checked. "Ming Dynasty" alone was updated in a meager public, and the manuscript fee was calculated by one million, Mingyue admitted it himself. The sales volume of "Tibet Code" was even more exaggerated. Therefore, there is no exaggeration in the data in this chapter.

I would like to thank the book friends who still support and care about it. It is clearly in the low point and there are still voting rewards, which makes me feel very warm. There are also friends in the group with very few people, but they are as active as the 500 people and keep giving very useful opinions. Thank you very much.
Chapter completed!