“Professor Lin, you’re just a small person, but you can’t do it on the stage!”
Sun Jian finished signing the last copybook and smiled.
hey-hey……
Chen Guangzhong and Li Yizhong both laughed.
"Sun Jian, this is the best fountain pen copybook the teacher has ever seen. You are famous!"
"Thank you Professor Lin for the compliment!"
"Sun Jian, is this copybook available at Xinhua Bookstore now? I will buy one for the girl then!"
"Professor Lin, there should be some for sale. I have a copy here and I will give it to you, girl!"
Sun Jian took out a copybook from his backpack and wrote, "Erudite and talented, with a bright future! Sun Jian, October 10, 1985."
Pass both hands to Teacher Lin.
"Thank you Sun Jian!"
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"Teacher Wong!"
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"Is Sun Jian famous again?"
At noon, Sun Jian, Chen Guangzhong, Li Yizhong and other classmates were eating in the school cafeteria. Wang Wei came over with the food. Li Yizhong stood up and gave way, and Teacher Wang sat down without politeness.
"What good news did Teacher Wang hear again?"
The students around me were holding their meals in their mouths, wanting to laugh but not daring to.
"Sun Jian, I heard that you published a book called "Sun's Fountain Pen Copybook"?"
"Teacher Wang, your skills are so small that they won't make it onto the stage!"
hey-hey……
"Sun Jian, do you have another book in your backpack? Is it just a little trick?"
hey-hey……
"Teacher Wang, there is another book!"
Sun Jian put down the spoon, wiped his hands with a napkin, took out a book from his backpack, and handed it to Teacher Wang with both hands.
In this era, there is only one cafeteria in Hua Medical University. Students all bring their rice bowls with them to class. After the fourth period, they rush to the cafeteria with their schoolbags on their backs and queue up to buy food. When they arrive late, there are only leftovers. After one o'clock, , the canteen will not serve meals.
In the fourth period, if the teacher interferes with the class, the students will protest with spoons and rice bowls. Most teachers go to the cafeteria to queue up to buy food at noon. Although there is a staff window, there is still a long queue.
Teacher Wang also wiped her hands with a napkin, took the copybook, and glanced back and forth. East China Normal University Press. East China Normal University is her alma mater. The first edition printed 300,000 copies for the first time. The price was sixty-five cents. Her eyes There was uncontrollable surprise in it!
Most students who buy books do not realize the mystery. East China Normal University Press is willing to print 300,000 copies, but they are optimistic about this copybook. All of them were sold for 5 cents a copy, and Sun Jian received a copyright fee of 10,000 yuan. With 5,000 yuan, Sun Jian would become the first 10,000-yuan household in his class, but instead of being overjoyed, he underestimated it.
Wang Wei flipped through regular script and running script, and her eyes were attracted by the powerful, elegant and graceful pen calligraphy. "The Thousand-Character Essay", "Lanting Preface", "Three Character Classic", and "One Hundred Tang Poems" are not only a copybook. , or a pen calligraphy work of art.
"Sun Jian, sign your name for me!"
"Teacher Wang, wait a moment!"
Sun Jian wiped his hands with paper, took out his Parker pen, and wrote "Teacher Wang Wei: The world is full of peaches and plums! Student Sun Jian, at noon on October 10, 1985, in the Chinese Medicine Cafeteria."
"Thank you very much!"
Wang Wei took a closer look and saw that this copybook was of great significance!
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When Sun Jian went to the teaching building for class in the afternoon, he immediately saw the dedicated Lu Huimin selling "Sun's Fountain Pen Copybooks" outside the entrance of the teaching building, and picked up a batch from Qiming Bookstore.
Twenty-nine students in the same class each had a copy. During and after class, more than a hundred students who bought "Sun's Fountain Pen Copybook" came to ask for the signatures of Monitor Sun and Classmate Sun. This was their recognition of him. Of course, Everyone who came was welcomed with a smile, and there were many inscriptions and signatures. Everyone left satisfied.
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"Mom, look?"
Wang Wei returned home early, cooking and choosing vegetables, and her mother Li Xiying came back with the vegetables.
In this era, in dual-income families, the eldest child in the family must learn to cook, wash clothes, and take care of younger siblings. Wang Wei, who was born in a Kochi family, is no exception. She can do all the housework and no one will praise her. This is what the eldest child in the family should do. obligations.
""Sun's Fountain Pen Copybook" was written by Sun Jian. Weiwei, is this Sun Jian in your class?"
Li Xiying put down the dishes on the kitchen cabinet, washed her hands, put down her backpack, took off her coat, and put on casual clothes. The girl handed over a book. She didn't pay attention at first, but suddenly her eyes lit up.
"Mom, I guarantee it's true!"
"Weiwei, these words are like works of art. They are vivid and enjoyable to look at. There is a huge market for this copybook. Did Sun Jian give it to you?"
"Mom, this guy is very low-key. If the salesman from Qiming Bookstore hadn't come to campus to sell this copybook, everyone would have been kept in the dark. I asked him for this copybook."
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"Manager Ma, let me report to you the sales situation of Chang H color TVs. Since the advertisement of 'Taobao Electrical Appliances, Everyday Affordable Prices' was broadcast, the company can sell more than 60 color TVs every day. So far, a total of 350 sets have been sold. Nineteen sets, the company ordered another thousand color TV sets, still the same model as last time!”
The sales at Jiangkou store and Jiangchang store have become routine. Liu Fang and Li Tao are in charge respectively. Sun Jian will not go back at noon. He will come back after class in the afternoon to have a free dinner to learn about the sales situation of the two stores. On Saturday afternoon, from After returning from exercise at Jiangcheng Gym, Liu Fang was ordered to transfer 625,000 yuan to the Hubei Province Sales Company of Chang H Electrical Appliance Factory (including the remaining 125,000 yuan payment for the 19th batch of color TVs), and then pay an advance payment of 500,000 yuan. , ordering the twentieth batch of one thousand Changhong color TV sets.
It will be shipped tomorrow and will arrive next Sunday. About 400 units can be sold next week, and there are only more than 300 units left in the three warehouses.
"Boss Sun, I'll call the main factory right away and we'll ship it out tomorrow morning!"
"Thank you, Manager Ma!"
Boss Sun's task was completed. He practiced calligraphy on his desk for more than an hour. He went home to dry the clothes in the washing machine and went home. Today is the weekend. Last Sunday, he made an appointment with Teacher Huang and the others to drink. A little drink.
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"Jianjian, you came back quite early today!"
Uncle Li takes care of Jingjing while she plays outside.
"uncle!"
The little guy was already very familiar with Sun Jian. When he saw him coming back, he ran over.
"Jingjing, eat a small sweet potato, don't boil it!"
Sun Jian bought a small roasted sweet potato specially for Jingjing. The little one already had six or seven deciduous teeth.
"Thank you, uncle!"
"Uncle Li, last Sunday, Jianjian signed books and sold books at Qiming Bookstore. Director Huang and the others came to support him. Let me show you tonight that you always have a roasted sweet potato. You just bought it outside the pier and it was still hot."
"Thank you very much. How are the sales of Jianjian's copybooks?"
"Uncle Li, I went to school for a week and I haven't come back. I don't know how Mr. Chen and the others are selling? We'll find out later!"
Sun Jian signed more than 50 names this morning. Twenty-nine classmates in his class would pay 65 cents to support him, but other students at Hua Medical University would not betray his account.
Sixty-five cents can last for a day in the school cafeteria, which is not a small sum.
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"Boss Sun!"
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Chen Xuemei, Wan Fuquan and Yang Huiqin were all busy in the store, and there were more than a dozen customers inside and outside the store.
"Boss Sun, the store's phone number is 661376. The salesperson hasn't come back yet. So far, a total of 5,237 copies have been sold."
At a glance, Sun Jian saw a landline phone installed in a wooden box on the counter. It was also equipped with a timer so that he could make calls to outsiders. The standard for making calls in this era was to charge 50 cents for one minute and two minutes for more than one minute. Charge, one yuan!
