Parental Love: Jiang Weimin's Life of Lying Down

In the spacious and bright office, Song Wenqing, president of Qingdao Publishing House, was listening attentively to Yunzhou's report on this month's orders.

"President, we have now printed a total of 150 million copies of the comic book "Police Dog Attacks - See Through the True Body", and Shandong Publishing House has helped print 50 copies, so a total of 200 million copies have been printed." Yun Zhou said as he handed the data table in his hand to Song Wenqing.

However, Yun Zhou frowned and said, "But President, I feel like Shandong Publishing House printed more than 50 copies. They printed at least 30 more copies."

Hearing this, Song Wenqing's face became a little solemn, but soon he regained his composure. He sighed helplessly, "There's nothing we can do about it. We don't have enough production capacity. In order to print out all the orders quickly during the period when the popularity of the report "The Secret of the Night Owl Agent's True Identity" is fermenting, the more the first volume is sold, the more we can sell the second volume."

In fact, Song Wenqing was also very distressed! Due to the policy support, the cost of printing a best-selling comic book only accounted for 40% of the selling price, and the profit of 80 copies was 4.8 yuan. Although half of the profit of 50 copies still belonged to Qingdao Publishing House, the original 4.8 yuan of profit belonged to Qingdao Publishing House.

Yun Zhou nodded to show his understanding. He knew that in order to meet market demand, the publishing house had to take some special measures.

Song Wenqing nodded slightly, and then asked, "How is the inventory preparation for "Police Dog Attack: Wind Chaser 2" going?"

Yunzhou quickly replied: "President, we have already printed 80 copies in stock."

Song Wenqing nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, then let's start selling it! Go back and call Zhang Jian over and ask him to print "Police Dog Attack - Wind Chase Part 2" with all his strength."

"Okay president."

Following Song Wenqing's order, the staff of Qingdao Publishing House quickly took action and shipped the second volume to various sales channels."

In Jinan Shandong Publishing House, President Wang Changfeng sat in his office, listening carefully to the reports from his distributors.

"President, the 50 copies of "Police Dog Attack - See Through the True Identity" that Qingdao Publishing House asked us to print have all been printed and sent out, and an additional 30 copies have also been printed through our sales channels. Printing is still ongoing, and it is expected that another 10 copies can be printed."

“The Qingdao Publishing House probably doesn’t know about this yet, right?”

“They probably don’t know, but even if they do, there’s nothing they can do about it. After all, their production capacity is limited.”

"Their publishing house has already coordinated the equipment, so they may not need our help for the second volume. Have you tried to contact the author?"

“I can’t get in touch with him. They are very protective of the painter’s information and are unwilling to reveal anything. And it seems that this is a new writer.”

"This painter is really a versatile person! He can do the work of six people. Think of a way to contact him."

"Okay, President. I'll do my best."

As the release plan of the comic book "Police Dog Attack - Chasing the Wind Part 2" was confirmed, Liu Shuo couldn't wait to call An Jie.

"Hello? Is this Comrade Anjie? Hello, Police Dog Attack: Wind Chase 10 is now on sale! The release plan is going smoothly this time. By the way, just like last time, we have also mailed you sample books, please check them."

"Wow, really? That's great, thank you Editor Liu."

"Oh, don't be so polite, Comrade Anjie. Um...how is the latest painting of Da Jiang Dong Qu completed?"

"Well, I just asked him yesterday, and he said he has already started finishing it. If he is given another half month, he will be able to finish the manuscript."

"Great! Comrade An Jie, I have some good news for you. Our president has decided to upgrade the level of Da Jiang Dong Qu's manuscript fee from level 2 to level 3. This way, the fee per piece will be 13 yuan."

"What? Really? Thank you so much! My son's comic book was able to be published thanks to the support and help of President Song!"

"Haha, we also achieve mutual success. Besides, our Qingdao Publishing House has become the focus of attention among all major publishing houses because of your son's work!"

"When will Editor Liu come to visit Songshan Island? We will definitely treat you well."

“You’re so welcome. I’ll definitely visit you sometime.”

After hanging up the phone, Liu Shuo thought about the visit to Songshan Island that he had just mentioned, and felt that he should go there in person. So he stood up and walked towards Song Wenqing's office.

When Liu Shuo entered the office, Song Wenqing was concentrating on processing documents. Seeing Liu Shuo coming in, Song Wenqing put down the work in his hands and greeted him with a smile.

"President, I just spoke to Da Jiangdong at home on the phone. He told me that his new work is about to be completed." Liu Shuo said excitedly.

"A new work so soon?" Song Wenqing asked in surprise, with a hint of confusion on his face.

"President, actually, nearly half a year has passed. This is mainly because the works of Da Jiang Dong Qu are very popular, and our printing volume cannot keep up with the demand. So, although his third volume is almost completed, our second volume has not yet been officially released." Liu Shuo explained.

“That’s true. This is also a problem we are facing now. However, I have applied to and coordinated with the higher authorities, and the new printing equipment will be delivered soon.”

“That’s great! Once the new equipment is in place, we can print quickly and in large quantities to meet market demand.” Liu Shuo looked excited.

"That's right. If we had enough equipment, we wouldn't have let Shandong Publishing House take away our profits."

"President, I have one more thing to ask. I plan to wait for Da Jiangdong to finish the manuscript and then visit him to improve our relationship."

Hearing this, Song Wenqing's eyes lit up: "Yes, yes, it is indeed time to pay a visit. I will notify the purchasing department to prepare some gifts. Lao Liu, you can also ask your old friend Lao Ding to see if they need anything."

Liu Shuo nodded quickly and said, "Okay, President, leave it to me. I'll do it now." After saying that, he was about to walk out.

At this moment, Song Wenqing suddenly seemed to remember something and hurriedly called Liu Shuo: "By the way, Lao Liu, the information about the Great River Going East must be kept secret and no one can tell it."

Liu Shuo replied seriously: "Don't worry! President, I promise not to leak a single word."

Song Wenqing nodded and said, "I'm glad you understand. Da Jiang Dong Qu is the hope of our publishing house now."

After Liu Shuo left Song Wenqing's office, he first called An Jie and told him not to mail the comic strip after it was finished. He would go pick it up in person and visit him at the same time.

Then he called Ding Jiqun to ask what he should get.