Chapter 107 (1/2)
After leaving Jiangchuan TV station, Meng Lang has just returned to the company, and Ma Teng is in a hurry to find him.
”Mr. Meng! We have been scolded
Have you been scolded?
Meng Lang touched his skull and replied, ”isn't that common? Is it strange that no one scolds? ”
”It's not like this...”
After Ma Teng explained, Meng Lang realized that he was really scolded this time, and he was also written into a Book
Oh, no! It's a fairy tale!
A well-known children's book writer, in his new book bedtime stories, wrote an ironic fairy tale article to criticize Meng Lang and Pengda group.
Scold him for pocketing money?
No, no, no! This writer was widowed in his early years. He didn't have a son and a half girl under his knee. He didn't spend money on toys. Naturally, he would not scold menglangkeng for money.
He scolded Pengda toys for harming people!
Ma Teng bought a ”bedtime story” and handed it to Meng Lang.
Meng Lang took over and turned to page 28 according to Ma Teng's instructions. He saw a fairy tale named Mr. rabbit.
This story is about Mr. rabbit, who is industrious and capable, picked up a piece of bright mirror while working. Strange pictures are constantly emerging in the mirror. Some people are playing with a strange looking ball. It's fun to hang it with a rope.
Mr. rabbit made the same ball and played it every day. He didn't pull the grass out of the field. Weeds grew up in the field
Later, a spinning top appeared in the mirror!
Mr. rabbit made a top again, and it was launched and rotated according to the method in the mirror. The hot sun was scorching, and the radish seedlings that could not be watered gradually withered
It's winter!
Mr. rabbit is addicted to play, but he forgot to take care of the turnip in the field. This winter, he has no food to eat.
Just as he was starving to death, the squirrel came to visit him with dried fruit.
After learning all the reasons, the squirrel smashed the mirror and taught Mr. rabbit: ”skilled in hard work, but poor in play! You deserve to be addicted to play and forget to fill your stomach
Meng Lang is stupid to see a perfect man.
The pen of literati, the knife of killing!
It is said that the heart of selling toys is dirty, but those who write books are also dirty!
”Can we sue him?”
”I don't think so!”
Ma Teng said helplessly: ”this guy is a chicken thief. Although we all know that he wrote about top and yo yo, we can't give any concrete evidence. He wrote too general...”
Too much! That's too much!
Meng Lang was so angry that he had so many toy makers that he could not be caught?
It is said by everyone that children are good at playing, but children are naturally playful. Can we throw the pot to toy dealers?
”How is it now?”
Ma Teng thought for a while and then replied, ”it's still very good. His book circulation is not high. I also thought of buying a book for my son and I saw it by accident.”
That's about it.
Meng Lang flipped the bedtime story in his hand and called the publishing house according to the information on the book cover.
A moment later, Meng Lang hung up and turned his worries into joy.
”Gaga! Dead on the street
The first printed 50000 copies, only a few hundred copies have been sold at present! How can you scold him?
As for why the publishing house would tell him this kind of confidential information, it is naturally Meng Zai's unique charm of ”relying on hundreds of millions of people”.
Meng Lang contacted the behind the scenes boss of the publishing house and bought the half dead small publishing house at a 20% premium.
The other party is very happy!
Entering the Internet age, the publishing industry has suffered heavy losses. It's better to buy a house and wait for appreciation than to publish.
The boss wanted to sell the publishing house for a long time, but no one was willing to accept the offer. It is natural that Meng Zi, who has finally emerged, is overjoyed.