Restart the Flying Age

Today's Bumku Manke Magazine is no longer the little jokes of a few months ago.

There were a lot more people in the whole community, and the phone was ringing non-stop as we walked all the way. In addition to the original editorial department and distribution department, a new animation peripheral management department and an expanded financial department have been added.

Now it seems that it is no longer a "little sparrow" with all its internal organs, but a "dapeng" with its wings spreading out in an all-round way.

Many people greeted Wenhui along the way.

Wen Hui also wanted to introduce Wu Tao's identity to everyone, but Wu Tao stopped her with her eyes.

So she could only hold the slightest gratification, and respectfully and decently introduced the recent development of the magazine.

"Boss, since the scope of distribution has expanded to the whole country, the magazine's sales volume has quickly exceeded the 1 million mark, and the work "Little Volleyball Girl" has played a breakthrough role!"

"...In the area around the animation, Star Soul's first batch of figures and props are selling well in Tokyo..."

"...At present, it seems that the scale of Star Soul Manfan in Dongying has reached the same order of magnitude as that in China. Therefore, Wang Lao plans to separate a department from the animation peripheral management department that specializes in handling foreign fandom groups..."

"...In addition to Star Soul, two works by Yan Kai and Zheng Xusheng have been reprinted by Sunday, and the current response is also good..."

Before they finished speaking, the three people had arrived at the door of the editor-in-chief's room.

Wang Yongsheng's voice came from inside, and he seemed to be making a call.

After knocking on the door, there was a rush of Wang Lao coming in, and the three people pushed in.

"Editor-in-chief, the boss is here." Wen Hui pushed the door in, just as Wang Yongsheng hung up the phone.

Seeing Wu Tao appearing, the elder Wang didn't know what was wrong with the tendons. He blew his beard and stared: "You still know how to come and have a look? I'm tired of it!"

Wen Hui took a look at this posture, it is not suitable to stay here for a long time. At the moment it was also cleverly said: "Boss, this lady, what do you drink?"

"Coffee, a sugar cube."

"Me too."

Wenhui hurried away as soon as she was on the verge of amnesty, and by the way, she closed the door tightly.

Seeing that there was no one else, Wu Tao walked to Wang Yongsheng with a smile, and said with a younger generation's attitude and tone: "Old Wang, I know that the magazine shop is now too big, regardless of the size of the shop, and many things have to be taken care of. You are older. I can’t keep up with my energy."

These words went directly to Wang Yongsheng's heart.

After all, people in their sixties, even though they are full of enthusiasm, can't stand the spread of the stalls, and their affairs are going up and down exponentially.

As for the ideal of pursuing one peak after another in the animation industry, since the magazine’s sales volume exceeded the 600,000 record of the picture book king, it continued to break through 700,000, 800,000, and 900,000 until it stood firmly at 1 million. , He has been numbed by the breakthrough.

So only tiredness and powerlessness are left.

That's why it's not a complaint or a slap in the face.

Wu Tao saw that the other party calmed down a little, and the conversation turned again, "But you have built this magazine with your own hands. Where can you be separated from you?"

"...As long as there is a young man who can do better than you, I won't make you so tired."

"...There is a treasure in the family, and you are the treasure of our magazine, the treasure of the town!"

This medicine was filled, and Rena Fujiwara next to her gave her a thumbs up.

After Wang Yong recovered from his life, he interrupted angrily: "Okay, don't take me into the ditch! Let me tell you, the magazine has grown to the present, and the business has grown more and more. I can't be the editor-in-chief at all. No, I just called again to talk about Star Soul’s animation production rights."

"Animation production?" Wu Tao felt for a while, "This is a big breakthrough!"

At the moment, Beijue raised his breath and waved his big hand: "Wang Lao, please tell me. If you want money or someone, I will find a way for you!"

Wang Yongsheng waved his hand, "Our magazine is not short of money, I want someone! You hire me a president to help me share the burden."

"Then Mr. Wang, do you have any recommended candidates?" Wu Tao approached, "For example, the younger generation you want to support..."

Wang Yongsheng was also surprised and surprised: "You told me to be nepotism, you are not afraid that I will ruin your family?"

"That can't be!" Wu Tao said with certainty, in a tone that I absolutely trust you: "Old Wang, you are a person of principle, it is impossible to do such a thing..."

"Stop talking to me!" Wang Yongsheng said to himself, "I don't have anyone to recommend, but you, do you want to send someone to manage it?"

Speaking of this, Wu Tao can be considered to understand the meaning of the old man.

Dare to love is an aggressive method. I want to test myself whether I will cross the river and demolish the bridge to take back my power.

After all, the magazine has grown bigger and the fruit of victory has matured. It is time to pick peaches and grab the fruit of victory.

In the history of many family businesses, there is no shortage of such shit.

Right now, Wu Tao declared solemnly, "Wang, I don't understand this business at all. I can't do this by putting people in your one-acre one-third of the land. If you feel really tired, let's open it to the outside world."

"Okay, then recruit publicly."

Once the matter was settled, Wang Yongsheng became a kind grandfather in seconds.

Wenhui listened to the movement, knocked on the door just right, and brought in two cups of coffee by the way.

Wu Tao took a sip of coffee and suddenly mentioned: "By the way, how are the procedures for our trip to Dongying?"

Wang Yongsheng obviously didn't care about such trivial matters, so he immediately picked up the phone and asked the assistant to come in.

Wen Hui preemptively said: "This matter, I heard from Assistant Liao, most of it went smoothly. An Rong encountered a problem with her visa, and she is now thinking about getting her an internal identity for the magazine and signing it again."

Wu Tao nodded, this matter is also reasonable. After all, An Rong is not a member of the magazine. This time the group signing was selected and treated separately, which was unexpected and reasonable.

However, Rena Fujiwara, who has not spoken, frowned and said, "If this is the case, I am afraid it will be too late in time."

"...According to Wu Sang, you plan to depart on August 9th, and the time is very tight. Now the visa is re-applied, and the time is very tight."

After being said like this ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Wenhui was immediately embarrassed; "How can this be done?"

Wang Yongsheng also called Assistant Liao in immediately. When he asked about the situation, he said it was almost the same as Wen Hui. It was a scolding that made Assistant Liao a dog-blood and couldn't lift his head.

Wu Tao was also shocked, the temper of Mr. Wang was rising!

I was shocked, but also wanted not to give up An Rong's visa this time. At this moment, Rena Fujiwara said lively: "I'll try it."

Wang Yongsheng, Assistant Liao, and Wenhui three people were at a loss for Rena Fujiwara's initiative.

We can't do it in the name of a magazine, so why can you do it?

Wu Tao heard this, but he suddenly understood, "She is the Fujiwara chief of the Toshiba Group. She might have a way of doing this."

Wang Yongsheng met Rena Fujiwara, and he understood it.

Wenhui and Wenhui secretly admired them after they figured it out. It's not easy for the boss to know such a foreigner with such a background even though his boss is so young!