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MTL - Reborn, I Became a Male God-Chapter 103
The newspaper is a public institution. The editor-in-chief has been here for several years, and finally he is going to relocate. Although he has always been very stable here, he is careful not to make a big mistake, so he has been more stable recently. When he heard something wrong with his men, he felt a sudden rush in his heart, quickly retracted his feet from the desk, rushed outside after leaving the seat, and went straight to Lin Huanhuan's seat.
"What's wrong? What's going on?" He asked as he walked, feeling quite a bit fierce.
Before Lin Huanhuan came over, he pointed at the computer screen, "Here, editor-in-chief, look here!"
The editor-in-chief of this generation still has the concept. Although the Internet is popular, it uses only the most basic functions. For them, there is no major issue on the Internet, and many governments still have no control over public opinion on television or newspapers. So his mood was like a roller coaster, falling together. When Lin Huanhuan shouted something happened, her heart hung up, and as soon as she pointed at the computer screen, she immediately fell back into her stomach.
"Xiao Lin, you are not a newcomer, what are you doing at a shock!" The editor replied casually, looking at the computer screen, seeing a long list of numbers above, counting with his fingers, " One billion, one hundred thousand, ninety-six, five hundred and twenty-one, what is such a large number? "
Lin Huanhuan immediately wanted to help, and can't wait to growl. This is the statistics of the background subscription of the electronic version of your daily newspaper. You asked me this. What did you eat this year? !! But she didn't dare, she really said that she didn't want to do it, so she could only whisper and explained, "This is yesterday's daily electronic subscription."
"Oh, that, I know, what happened?" The editor didn't respond for a moment.
"Too much editor-in-chief. Only 5,000 the day before yesterday. It turned over two hundred times today. Although one copy costs only 50 cents, the quantity change will cause qualitative changes. This will cost more than 400,000 yuan and nearly 500,000 yuan. "Lin Huanhuan continued to explain.
The editor's attention was attracted by money. "What did you say, you sold 500,000 yuan a day yesterday?"
He had a loud voice, and his voice had risen a few degrees, and he had heard it almost throughout the office. Everyone cares about different things, but most people have one thing in common, and they are more concerned about money-related matters.
Suddenly, all of them temporarily put down their hands and surrounded them, including Jiang Heng.
"Editor, what is half a million?"
"Who made 500,000?"
"So much money!"
Different people have different understandings of the same sentence, but the emphasis is not on the money.
Jiang Heng's desk was in the corner. It was a little far away, and unlike other people, he pushed directly in, and naturally fell outside. A small place can't hold more than a few people, except for the innermost person who can see the situation, the outside can only listen.
Lin Huanhuan's voice came out, "Editor, when I was off work yesterday, didn't I report the crash of the website page. Later, the technician told me that it was because there were too many visitors and the server could not support it. He repaired it. It will be used when I say it. When someone called to ask about the situation, I paid attention to several people and said that the newspaper was bought because the whale was trapped, because a star was also present. "
The editor has a good memory, and it was yesterday. It didn't take long. Others were still guessing who had left this shit, and they heard the editor's voice saying, "Xiaojiang! Is Xiaojiang here?"
Jiang Heng was excited, and gave back a full voice, "Here it is!"
Most people find it unbelievable. Jiang Heng, who was dying out of the sky, took a big luck, and he himself thought the same way. It's been too long. Fortunately, suddenly, the first reaction is not joy, but can't believe it.
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Many people in the entertainment industry are watching the sales of newspapers, but because Pearl City is just a small fourth-tier downstream city and a public institution, everyone can't reach this long for a while. Although they are anxious to know the result, there is no way Can't wait.
And when waiting, time is always extraordinarily long. I couldn't wait to wait until the next day, and finally waited for the data. The source is Jiang Heng's Weibo. Under the guidance of the editor, he posted the latest Weibo.
Pearl City Daily reporter Jiang Heng: Thank you for your support. The electronic version of Pearl City Daily sold 960,000 copies yesterday. It is the highest data ever and a record that is hard to break in a short time!
As soon as the data came out, the circle was boiling.
Jiang Heng's Weibo is the first battlefield.
The bar was fat: lying down, underage fans are too good to sell, it is a million rounded, just one day!
Moonlight Moonlight: [doge] No thanks, the blogger was very good at taking photos. I shot all of Jingbao's small waist and long legs. One of them still faintly saw the outline of the abdominal muscles, and I was content to lick it all night! This is definitely the best value I've ever bought!
The man in the play v: I vaguely remember that some people said that the family had a lack of energy, although they didn't know it, they all felt pain for you ha ha ha ha ha ha!
Seeing the sea: For a thing of 50 cents, there are also sales of less than one million, and your circle is really depraved, haha.
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The forum is also discussing on the screen. Posts always float on the homepage, and I never see them falling.
[Gossip] Subject: After reading the information from the reporter of the Zhucheng Daily on Weibo, the sales volume of underage news reached nearly one million. What is the level? Can anyone talk about it?
0l: Like the question, would you like to know at what level?
1l: Great for my underage!
2l: Jing Bao is super loving, I'm a feather and I'm proud!
3l: It ’s hard to say, it looks a lot, but the unit price is also low. Only one cent is a dime. Even if you do n’t feel bad about it, it ’s considered a marketing expense.
99l: It has been expected that the quantity will be considerable, because when I watched yesterday, I saw fans complaining that the spicy chicken server crashed directly. I bought a newspaper and collapsed their website. It was the first time I saw it.
100l: By the way, the one who said that he was selling sales was either black or which red-eye disease guilty. As in yesterday's situation, there is nothing he can do to try to brush, the spam website ca n’t enter, and there are slightly more people Just kneel.
165l: I wanted to give Ermeng a few more sales, but that spicy chicken website was too tm to test people's patience. First it was slow to load and then it crashed. It was hard to fix it. Md added a verification code! Do you know how that verification code changes? !! Have you bought the Spring Festival train tickets? More metamorphosis than that! Actually let me find the same person in a bunch of net red photos, and after reading it, I suffered from face blindness! Huh!
166l: I watched it, and refreshed a few captcha images. Let's feel it [Picture] [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]
219l: blind
220l: I think this technical brother is a person with a story
221l: There are stories +1
Shen Ze was also scared by this data. He looked at Jing Ye like a monster. "Are you not excited at all?"
At this moment they went out to sea again. The fishing boat changed direction. After driving out, they found a suitable place to float. The morning sun is not drying, and the parasols are not stretched out. Jing Ye took a piece of wood and carved it. I can't see what I want to sculpt when I just start working. His expression was very focused, with long, good-looking fingers, deep-colored wood on the one hand, and silver-knife sharp knife on the other.
"Jing Ye, did you hear me?" It didn't matter to see him focus on his business. Shen Ze wondered if he didn't hear it.
"I heard it." Jing Jing stopped his movements and looked up at him.
"Then why don't you answer ?!" Shen Ze glared at him.
"Because I think you will scold me when you say it." Jing Yan shrugged, with an innocent expression on his face.
Although she knew this was true, Shen Ze couldn't help asking, "What do you want to say?"
"I look so beautiful and so powerful. Don't you take it for granted that you support me?"
"Get out, thank you!"
Although the photographer took this paragraph down, he knew very well that it was absolutely impossible to let it go, only to have a sprout in his heart.
Before we set off, we set up a marine rescue plan that lasted for a week. What we saved and how much we saved. So no matter how they discussed outside, Jing Yan still insisted on going out to sea every day.
In ancient times, there were stories of Maxima and Bole, saying that there was often Maxima and Bole did not. The society has developed to this day, although it still ca n’t do without burying any talents, but it is much better than before. The development of network technology has closely linked the entire world. Whenever a person has the true skill, the chance of being discovered High, the possibility of dust from the pearl is very low.
The entertainment industry is even more so as a capital-led circle. They spare no effort to excavate the value of each person, and they are even fanatical for the apparent value.
The daily sales of a daily newspaper, for the first time, showed the value of Jing Ye to this circle. Because it is the first time, everyone is watching, but there is always the first person to eat crabs in this world.
On the fourth day of rafting at sea, Shen Ze received a call. He restrained his inner excitement, communicated calmly with each other, and finally agreed to meet and talk in detail. After hanging up the phone, he suddenly turned to look at Jing Ye, and the expression of surprise on his face was undisguised.
"Jing Yan, your first cover is here, victor is single!"
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