Landing slowly at the London Airport, Lin Han and Chen Jiaxuan were both a little tired. Although they slept on the plane for a while, when they dragged the box and saw the British uncle who picked up the plane, they all relaxed.

The British uncle wearing a down jacket held a conspicuous square sign in his hand, which was unique among the British, so it didn't cost too much.

"Good afternoon, Miss Chen, Mr. Lin. You can call me Mike. I will be responsible for your itinerary in the next two days. Let's go to the parking lot now. Today's arrangement is to go to the hotel first, then go to London, and go directly to the book fair to carry out activities tomorrow."

Lin Han reached out to shake Mike, and he said fluently: "Thank you very much, I can't wait to appreciate this beautiful city in London."

It was Mike's turn to be surprised. The young Chinese writer in front of him seemed to have a smoother English than himself. His accent was very authentic, and his Oxford accent was straight and straight.

Chen Jiaxuan smiled. She knew about the arrangements of Penguin Publishing Group in advance, so she asked Mike about the specific situation of the London Book Fair. This trip was done with serious work, rather than going out for a trip.

After putting the suitcase in the trunk of the car, Mike took Lin Han and the others to the Four Seasons Hotel, London is the headquarters of Penguin Publishing Group, so the reception is very generous.

The hotel is located on the bustling Boli Avenue. The overall design is low-key and elegant. It also comes with a Chinese handwritten welcome card when checking in, which is very considerate.

The wealthy Penguin Publishing Group booked them two next to each other. The room design was unique and perfectly balanced the British elegance and modern fashion style.

When Lin Han pushed the door open, the marble fireplace began to exude a unique elegance and luxury, and the furniture was very calm and restrained, and the overall environment was very good.

"Mike, we are a little tired today. We won't go out for a while. Can you pick us up tomorrow?"

Lin Han noticed the fatigue on Chen Jiaxuan's expression. Her steps on the plane were a little swollen. If she went out for a trip now, it would definitely increase the burden.

Mike spread his hands and said with a smile: "No problem, I wish you a happy night, you can call me anytime."

"See you tomorrow."

After Chen Jiaxuan sent Mike away, she couldn't help but yawn, "I'm so sleepy now. Go to have a nap and then have a spa. How do you arrange the next time?"

Lin Han turned his head and looked at the sleepy agent. He smiled and said, "I'll go out for a walk and ask you to get up and have dinner at night."

"Okay, don't get lost. If you have any questions, look for the police, they will send you back." Chen Jiaxuan knew she was going to take a plane, so she didn't put on makeup, which saved her worries about removing makeup.

After closing the door with a bang, Lin Han shrugged and walked towards the elevator with a small bag on his back. He had already remembered the map of London in his mind, and it was difficult to get lost.

It was still cold and the temperature was not high at this time. Lin Han did not think about going to visit the attractions, but it was enough to take a look from a distance. London Eye, the Tower Bridge in London was destroyed many times in the movie, but it still stood tall in reality.

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The London Olympia Exhibition Center, 25,000 people from 124 countries gathered to eat, sharing the annual book industry feast.

Founded in 1971, the London International Book Fair is the world's second largest book copyright fair after the Frankfurt Book Fair. During the exhibition, people exchanged and discussed with each other, negotiated and commercial cooperation on book printing, publishing, television, films and digital channels.

This is a global gathering and an international publishing center. It is not only a bridge for business exchanges among industry insiders, but also a place where readers and tourists gain knowledge.

Following Mike, Lin Han and Chen Jiaxuan were both startled by the lively situation in front of them. The neat booths mixed with the endless crowds. The reporters taking photos with their cameras kept catching up. Booths in different countries were different.

Lin Han found a booth from China with a sharp eye. The Chinese booth with an area of ​​up to 100 square meters has a white conspicuous background, Chinese seals, Chinese reds, and Chinese books are particularly eye-catching. Many people are flipping through the exhibition books.

"Mr. Lin, your Chinese books are all very good. In addition to the national booths here, there are also booths in China Publishing Group, China International Publishing Group, China Education Publishing and Media Group, Phoenix Publishing and Media Group and People's Publishing House."

Mike pointed to the most crowded place not far away and said with a smile: "Look, there is our Penguin Group booth. Today we have specially prepared 100 books about "i,rbt" in hopes of a good start."

"Wow, this looks so popular. Not only are books sold well, but those are all around books, right?" Lin Han said in surprise. He never expected that Penguin Publishing Group would sell peripherals, such as notebooks, mugs, passport holders, business card boxes, environmentally friendly bags, etc. The most amazing thing is that it also sells suitcases and backpacks, which are convenient for readers to take them home after buying books.

When Chen Jiaxuan saw this, her eyes lit up slightly. Perhaps there was a business opportunity to be developed around her. She would discuss with the studio members after she returned to China.

"If I'm willing to authorize, we can design a set of peripherals for your novels at the Frankfurt Book Fair."

Lin Han touched his chin. Because the surroundings were popular, the original novels had to be widely accepted. Could he make all the robots involved in "i,rbt" into figures? Or start with illustrations?

"We can talk about the surrounding things later, what are we going to do now?"

Mike looked at his watch and said, "We will hold your new book launch conference at 9:10, and the reporters will come to the scene at that time. We will also be angry with Chinese journalists, and we will have a public interview at that time."

Lin Han, wearing a suit, tidied up his shirt. He followed Mike to the exhibition hall. At this time, another elegant gentleman with gray hair was waiting aside.

"Welcome to London, my friend!"

The gentleman was not at all and just gave Lin Han a hug.

Without anyone else, Lin Han knew the other person's identity from this voice. He patted the gentleman on the back and quipped: "Alex, I'm very happy to be here. This is the first time I have participated in such a big book fair."

Alex was the one who contacted Lin Han directly and then threw out the 15% sky-high royalty. He said with some emotion: "After waiting for so long, I finally went public. What is your goal?"

"My goal? How much can I sell, it's the first step to be taken to participate in this book fair."

Lin Han just wants to move forward with a down-to-earth attitude and does not expect to be a god in one book. But every book is more powerful than the previous book, and progress is more important than standing still.

Today, Chinese female writer Hao Jingfang won the "Hugo Award Short and Short Stories Award" for "Beijing Folding", which is another improvement after "The Three-Body Problem".

The victory of domestic science fiction novels~~~

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Chapter completed!