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Li Haoyu was very happy to be back home.

It looks like the sales of "The Devotion of Suspect X" are guaranteed this time.

Although the novel's sales have already been proven once.

But no matter what it is, you have to see it for yourself to feel at ease.

Actually, the situation with just the printed copies isn't too bad, since there aren't many people in Northeast China who are used to buying magazines regularly. The capital city is the main battleground for the sales of "Literature and Art" magazine.

But the newsstand owners in Beijing aren't in a good mood right now. Because as word-of-mouth for "The Devotion of Suspect X" continues to spread, more and more people are asking about this issue of "Literature" magazine.

However, their magazine sold out in less than a morning. This frustrated them greatly; every customer who inquired felt like a knife to their heart.

Because in their eyes, these are all hard-earned cash slipping through their fingers.

This made them extremely upset, and all they could do was frantically call the literary magazine to order more stock. Only in this way could they vent their dissatisfaction and frustration.

After all, they don't make any money.

The literary publishing house should take the blame.

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the next morning.

Cha Zhenhan, the editor-in-chief of the literary magazine, was astonished as he held the statistical data in his hand.

He had orders for goods from various newsstands and Xinhua bookstores in the capital.

He was a man who had seen his share of storms, but now his face was filled with shock and astonishment.

He had only been at work for less than ten minutes.

The phone in the office never stopped ringing. The most outrageous thing was that the general manager of Xinhua Bookstore called personally to inquire when the new batch of magazines would arrive.

Leaders at this level, such as Cha Zhenhan, are usually difficult to contact.

Now the other party has called personally.

It's clear they were in a real hurry.

After hanging up the phone, Cha Zhenhan couldn't help but rub his temples.

He called Wu Jin, the deputy team leader, into his office.

Cha Zhenyu's tone was a mixture of surprise and astonishment.

"How much did we actually ship to Xinhua Bookstore before? It hasn't been that long, why would they want 30,000 magazines?"

"This is just too crazy!"

Cha Zhenhan asked in confusion, "Could it be that fewer copies of the first batch of magazines were published?"

Wu Xing shook his head and immediately said, "The first batch of more than 10,000 magazines were all shipped normally, with 9000 copies of the regular edition and 1000 copies of the deluxe edition."

"The manager said that all 11,000 orders were shipped normally without any problems."

Cha Zhenhan couldn't help but scratch his head.

"Does that mean all 10,000+ copies sold out in just one week? They even continued to restock, and the number of copies they ordered even tripled?"

He couldn't help but swallow hard; this data was indeed a bit too outrageous.

Wu Jin nodded and added. ✋👌 ➅➈รĤᑌ𝓧.¢ᗝм 🐟🎉

"Besides Xinhua Bookstore, there is a lot of demand. Although their quantity is not as large as Xinhua Bookstore's, the total is still a full 20,000 books."

Cha Zhenhan suddenly got up and went back to his office. He then found a folder and placed all the receipts for books requested over the past few days on his desk.

He muttered to himself as he did a calculation, "If we add everything up, then our current demand is over 63,000 books."

Wu Jin nodded in agreement.

"It should be about the same, but the actual number might be a little more."

"OK!"

Cha Zhenhan couldn't help but excitedly slap the table.

Because his tapping on the table was too sudden.

Wu Jin, who was standing to the side, was startled.

"That's over 60,000 copies of the magazine, which has already broken our magazine's sales record. And most importantly, this is just the beginning."

"The Devotion of Suspect X is a medium-length novel, and it can be released for at least three or four more installments. I don't even dare to think about the sales of the last installment."

"100,000... or even 200,000? Am I just fantasizing? You know, even the most popular authors right now don't achieve such exaggerated sales."

Wu Jin saw that the editor-in-chief was in such a bad mood.

He had wanted to say something more, but in the end he kept quiet.

In fact, not only Cha Zhenhan, but even when he himself learned about this issue's sales figures, his surprised expression didn't seem to be much better than the editor-in-chief's.

To be honest, this situation is indeed very rare.

The Devotion of Suspect X became a hit too suddenly.

It can even be described as incredible.

Even though "The Devotion of Suspect X" is indeed of high quality, this is a fact that all the editors at the Literature and Art Publishing House acknowledge.

But no one expected that a new writer's first novel could double the sales of the entire literary magazine.

It sold out completely in such a short time after its release!

In fact, many editors at the Literature and Art Publishing House felt that this novel was a bit too innovative and might not be liked by fans of traditional mystery novels.

Because the mainstream of detective novels on the market still revolves around deduction and mystery-solving. They attract readers by allowing readers and detectives to have the same clues and to deduce the truth from the same perspective.

It's like a writer and a reader working on the same math problem, seeing who can solve it better. This is how readers can feel involved and experience a sense of accomplishment.

But at that time, Cha Zhenhan actually anticipated that Li Haoyu's novel would sell quite well.

Even he himself felt that although Li Haoyu's design was ingenious, the sales of "The Devotion of Suspect X" wouldn't be very high before the ending.

Even Cha Zhenhan hadn't expected this novel to give him such a big surprise. However, the office phone calls were still a bit too annoying; they'd given him almost tinnitus by the end of the morning. 🎉✌ 👻💲

But this is still a good thing overall.

Cha Zhenhan is, after all, Cha Zhenhan.

He is hailed as the man behind the famous writers in the capital region.

Although he had lost his composure just now, Cha Zhenhan quickly calmed down.

After all, he had personally built "Literature" into one of the top publishing journals. Now, after sitting down and drinking a few sips of tea, he instantly calmed down.

From any perspective, this is a great thing. Not only does the literary magazine have gained another outstanding writer, but with each additional copy of "Literature" sold, its influence will also expand further.

So what does 60,000 sales mean?

He wouldn't mind if sales reached 100,000.

Cha Zhenhan calculated the total amount of medicine delivered in the past few days. He glanced at the final figure and realized that quite a lot needed to be reprinted. This was going to be a huge project.

At this moment, Wu Jin, who was standing to the side, also spoke up.

"I also followed up on the sales situation over the past few days, and the publishers all said that the novel 'The Devotion of Suspect X' has received very good reviews from readers."

"Many people who have read this novel have recommended it to their friends. Once the supply catches up, there will be another surge in sales."

Cha Zhenhan nodded in agreement.

He told Wu Jin, "Immediately notify the printing plant to reprint. I need 60,000...80,000 copies of the magazine. The machines must run 24 hours a day. Our magazine will cover the workers' overtime pay."

Wu Jin nodded. "I'll go and notify the printing factory immediately. After all, they're our brother company, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

Cha Zhenhan said, "Thank you for your hard work. Let me know as soon as you have any news! I also need you to find someone to connect me to a temporary telephone line; we simply don't have enough right now."

The literary magazine has been established for so long, but this is the first time his office has been so lively.

However, Cha Chun-han no longer finds phone calls annoying.

A surge of heroic spirit welled up in his heart at that moment.

Cha Zhenhan had always wanted to make the "Literature and Art" magazine the number one in the industry. Now he knew that his opportunity, and that of the magazine, had finally arrived!

That is The Devotion of Suspect X.

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The protagonist of this incident is Li Haoyu.

He paid no attention to the magazine's sales, and instead went to Zhou Rong's house again.

It's almost time now.

Li Haoyu estimated that Zhou Rong would be home soon.

Sure enough, not long after, Zhou Rong, dressed in red and carrying a schoolbag, walked over from a distance.

Li Haoyu quietly slipped behind Zhou Rong and patted her on the shoulder.

Zhou Rong thought it was her younger brother Zhou Bingkun. She was about to get angry when she turned around and saw that it was Li Haoyu. Her angry expression instantly turned from gloomy to sunny.

Li Haoyu is also quite unserious.

Li Haoyu took Zhou Rong's hand directly and said, "We haven't seen each other for a long time. I felt that you must have missed me, so I came to find you."

Zhou Rong, however, became a little shy.

Although she was quite proactive, and had even decided that Li Haoyu was her man.

But she never expected that Li Haoyu would dare to hold her hand so boldly at her doorstep.

Zhou Rong, still blushing, said softly, "Could you please be more mindful of your image? What if my mom sees it?"

"I'm very serious, okay? These are my honest thoughts."

Li Haoyu took Zhou Rong's schoolbag, only to find it unusually heavy.

He couldn't help but ask, "What the hell is in that bag? It's so heavy!"

"You didn't hide something weird, did you?"

Zhou Rong turned her head away but didn't say anything.

Why aren't you answering my question?

Li Haoyu emphasized it again.

"If you want to know what's in the bag, just take a look and you'll find out."

Zhou Rong remained tight-lipped and refused to say it directly.

Hearing Zhou Rong say this, Li Haoyu opened her schoolbag. What he found inside left him both amused and exasperated.

It turned out to be a whole bag of "Literature and Art" magazines.

Li Haoyu scratched his head and said helplessly, "So that's why there were only a few magazines left at the newsstand this morning. It turns out you were the one who did it."

Zhou Rong looked at Li Haoyu and said, "I thought your writing was alright, so I bought it to give to a few friends. Don't get too cocky."

Li Haoyu smiled.

He just loved seeing Zhou Rong's stubborn, defiant attitude.

"But there are so many magazines here, where do you get so much money?"

Li Haoyu was puzzled by the question.

Zhou Rong looked at Li Haoyu and said, "This is my savings that I secretly saved up. I originally planned to use it for my travel expenses to Guizhou. Now that I don't need it anymore, I'm just helping you out."

Although this kind of thing is not cost-effective, it is indeed very heartwarming.

Li Haoyu was even somewhat moved.

He took the initiative to get closer to Zhou Rong, and the two grew closer and closer.

Zhou Rong was also startled.

Because at that moment she could even hear Li Haoyu's breathing.

She could only shrink back and whisper, "What do you want? This is my home."

Li Haoyu said casually, "What else could I possibly think? Of course, I'm very touched and want to thank you properly. How about I repay you with my body?"

Zhou Rong was forced to retreat repeatedly by Li Haoyu, and there was almost no room left for her to retreat.

Fortunately, the room was empty at that moment.

Suddenly, Zhou Bingkun's voice came through.

"Sister, is that you back?"

Zhou Rong felt as if she had found a savior.

"It's me. I'm just chatting with my classmates for a bit and then I'll head back."

Li Haoyu was somewhat annoyed with his brother-in-law Zhou Bingkun for causing trouble. If it weren't for him getting in the way, he would definitely have been able to get close to her today.

Zhou Rong saw that Li Haoyu had stopped.

She finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhou Rong gradually found her own rhythm.

"Alright, I'll chat with you for a bit more, then I need to hurry home. If my mom or brother sees you, it won't be so easy for us to see each other again."

She came up with a very reasonable reason, hoping to make Li Haoyu back down.

If it were an ordinary person, they might have been persuaded by Zhou Rong. But Li Haoyu wouldn't back down so easily; there's no reason to give up something you've already got your hands on.

"It's okay even if I find out, I just want to be with you."

"At worst, we can just confess now and get married tonight."

Li Haoyu said this in a very serious tone.

On the contrary, Zhou Rong didn't know what to say or write. She wanted to refuse Li Haoyu, but then she remembered that Li Haoyu had even entrusted her with the huge sum of royalties for safekeeping.

She found it hard to refuse; not to mention that Li Haoyu was such a talented person.

"Then keep your voice down, or you'll really be discovered."

Zhou Rong blushed and made a soft request.

However, at this moment, Li Haoyu also felt that he might have been a bit too hasty. If things continued like this, even Zhou Rong might not be able to accept it.

Therefore, Li Haoyu plans to slow down the pace a bit.

He released Zhou Rong's fair and delicate hand.

However, Zhou Rong didn't think that much about it; in fact, she felt a little secretly pleased. Because in Zhou Rong's mind, love should be passionate and intense.

It's getting late.

Li Haoyu looked at Zhou Rong's face; her straight nose and the contours of her lips were prominent, and the way she glanced at him unintentionally was also very alluring.

Li Haoyu then thought of Zhou Rong's bag full of magazines.

He couldn't help but want to laugh. Zhou Rong usually seemed quite shrewd, but when it came to Li Haoyu, she quickly lost her temper.

It's quite normal for a boyfriend to buy basic magazines. But buying one or two is enough. Zhou Rong buying a whole backpack full of them is a bit outrageous.

I guess her secret stash of money has been completely emptied.

He really is a hopeless romantic!

Fortunately, he arrived in time; otherwise, a naive girl like Zhou Rong would have been tricked into giving birth in a cave. Li Haoyu couldn't help but chuckle at Zhou Rong in his heart.

At this moment, Zhou Rong also noticed Li Haoyu's gaze.

Li Haoyu said to Zhou Rong, "Let's go over there and chat. Hurry up, you still have to go home later."

Zhou Rong didn't dare to refuse Li Haoyu.

She was genuinely afraid her mother would find out.

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