Lin Han was already scared of signing the sale. Although he only signed 100 books at the London Book Fair, all of them had left a huge shadow in his heart.

Signing sales in five cities is definitely a fatal existence, so Lin Han will never let go and cause trouble for himself.

Chen Jiaxuan held her hair behind her ear and said, "I have already refused for you, but because the contract we signed has cooperated with the promotion, you need to sign 500 books at home. Tomorrow I will have the staff of the big publishing house send it to your home."

"Five hundred copies? If there are too many signature books, it is not worth it. It is better to sign 50 copies!" In order to reduce the workload, Lin Han bargained himself.

"It's not that you can sign it in one day, just finish it before I come back. One hundred of them are gifts for your readers, and the remaining four hundred are given to Renmin University Press, which can be said to be enough face for others."

Lin Han is not short of money to buy these 100 books, and Renmin University Press is also willing to show his gratitude. Usually, one author only has a few sample books to publish.

Since it was a gift to readers, Lin Han suddenly became full of energy. He immediately said, "Let them send it tomorrow, I will try my best to sign it. When will you not blow your hair now? Have you just gotten up?"

"Yes, I'm going to Chanel at 10 o'clock in the morning. Although I don't go in to watch the show, I have to handle the media and public relations staff well and take a few more beautiful photos."

"Then I won't bother you anymore. Work is so hard. Come back later and have a big meal to reward you. You can eat whatever you want. I'm rich!"

Chen Jiaxuan also knew that according to Lin Han's global royalty ratio, he could get a lot of money, so he did not refuse at all, "Then you are ready to be slaughtered, you have a good rest."

After the two of them hung up the video call, they each started to work on their own.

After not cleaning the room for more than a week, Lin Han has turned into a housework expert and started sweeping, mopping, cleaning furniture, and taking out the things in his suitcase.

He has no habit of bringing souvenirs when going out. He can only put two photos on his mobile phone, which is more of a spiritual experience.

He was too lazy to turn on the computer. After finding a restaurant outside the community for dinner, Lin Han returned home and fell asleep.

...

Chunmian didn't realize the morning, so he slept until ten o'clock the next morning. If the doorbell hadn't sounded, Lin Han wouldn't have gotten up at all.

The sleepy Lin Han yawned and opened the door. Outside the door were two large cartons and several staff members of the Renmin University Press.

"Teacher Lin, your book has been delivered. Can we come and get it in a few days? I'm sorry to disturb you to sleep, I'm sorry."

The staff member didn't expect Lin Han to come out in his pajamas. Could it be that the masters are unkempt?

Lin Han nodded, he made an invitation gesture, and said with a smile: "It's okay, you can move the box in, do you want to drink some water?"

"No, we have to rush back to work."

"Thank you all, sit down and rest for a while. If you are late for work, I will say that I have not gotten up and let you wait." Lin Han said as he took out the mineral water and handed it to these staff. Everyone was born by his parents, so it would be better to have a good rest for a while.

One of them had a little shy expression. He took out a book from behind like a magic trick. "Teacher Lin, I especially like your book "Martian Rescue". It is written so well. Can you sign an autograph for me?"

As publishing staff, it is normal to get a book before it goes public, but they are usually immune to books. People who read books every day, even if they are treasures, are just that, and it is difficult to really like them.

Although Lin Han had seen photos of physical books before, he was now really flipping through them. From the cover, printing and paper, he turned around to the desk and picked up a signature brush and signed his name, and then handed it to the staff member.

"Teacher Lin, you are busy, so we leave first. I wish you a big sale of the new book."

"After your auspicious words, the new book will definitely be a big seller."

After closing the door, Lin Han started to get into trouble with the two boxes of physical books. Five hundred signature books are not a small project, but he has to accept his fate and sign it.

As a mild patient with cleanliness, Lin Han actually has a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He doesn't like to drag today's things until tomorrow. So after washing up, he opens the tape on the box, and then opens the title page and starts signing.

When Li Wenyuan called, he actually signed more than 100 books, and his work efficiency was very high, so he couldn't delay it.

"I read your Weibo yesterday and knew that you had returned to China. How about it? Are you interested in coming to our magazine? Now that I have started working, as a shareholder, I always have to care about when my magazine will be republished."

"Isn't this you? I obey your command in everything. But now I'm still busy signing books at home, and I'm exhausted from five hundred books."

Li Wenyuan laughed quickly on the other end of the phone: "It's only 500 copies, your agent is so kind to you. I just attend a signing party and have to go for massage and acupuncture on my wrists. I must not sign 81,000 copies before the new book is released?"

Lin Han put the pen aside, and he sighed and said, "Mosquito, are you showing off your fans more than me?"

"How dare I compare fans with you? You are a world-wide best-selling writer. I am just a small science fiction writer in China. We officially released the new version of "Fantasy Age" in mid-May. Now we have received a lot of manuscripts. You can also come and help review the manuscripts and make guest appearances as editors."

It is impossible for magazines to ask for all the most well-known authors for their application. They also have to give new people and ordinary authors hope. This will quickly generate blood and give readers more choices.

Of course, the output of authors at the level of masters is very limited, and they also like to postpone the manuscript and postpone the votes. If you want to support the entire magazine, you must not relax the author's pyramid.

As soon as he heard that he was going to review the manuscript, Lin Han's eyes lit up instantly. He had never seen how the editor worked. Now he had the opportunity to try it, which was much better than signing at home.

So he nodded quickly and agreed: "Then it's okay, I'll come over right away. But now it's almost time to have lunch? Otherwise, I'll invite your editorial staff to have lunch together, and you can order a Chinese restaurant nearby."

As one of the bosses, Lin Han wants to leave a good impression on the employees, establish a good relationship, and prove that he really cares about this magazine.

It doesn’t cost much money to eat a meal, but it can win people’s hearts. Why not do it?

"A big eater, I think the people in the editorial department will definitely cheer. I'll tell them later. After you take a taxi to the editorial department office building, we will come down."

"Okay, up to 30 minutes."

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Chapter completed!