Spending the Male Lead’s Money to Change Her Fate

Jiang Qiuyi watched Li Miao's news dumb, and for a while, he really didn't know what to say.

She thought her magazine was going to be popular, but she didn't expect to rely on her sisters.

For a while, both happy and a little sad.

Li Miao: [Need it? 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [Because of your big hand, it's sold out. Li Miao: [Ah...but I just bought two thousand copies, don't you limit it to thirty thousand copies? 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [Don't underestimate the appeal of Teacher Sheng. 】

Originally, colleagues in various departments of the magazine were thinking that 10,000 or 20,000 copies were enough. Although Sheng Ying was considered, they also had to consider whether the magazine was powerful.

Their magazine has just changed its name, and has just been attacked by Yu Hao’s fans crazy diss. Many people are worried about sales issues.

Jiang Qiuyi naturally thought about such a problem, but at the time she didn't know where to play and became confident, so she felt that 30,000 copies were no problem.

Therefore, a limit of 30,000 was set.

At first, everyone thought that they would not be embarrassed if they couldn't sell them, so they didn't stop Jiang Qiuyi.

But I didn't expect that not only was it sold out, but it was also sold so fast.

Although the sales of those magazines before Sheng Ying are incomparable, they have already exploded.

Suddenly, it was not only the employees of Jiang Qiuyi Magazine who were celebrating, but the people who were eating melon on the Internet were also in a daze.

This broken magazine really invited Sheng Ying? Still so good-looking? And the 30,000 quota is sold out in ten minutes?

Is this Sheng Ying's fans mad, or is there a mistake in their perception.

Except for some industry insiders, there are only true fans who buy magazines these days.

So this sales result really made everyone look at it with admiration.

Discussions are even hotter on Weibo, as well as related hot search topics such as #盛应万物之宜杂志#.

Jiang Qiuyi clicked in and found out that many people were in Tao-why this time an unknown small magazine could sell 30,000 copies.

As soon as this problem came up, the following were all passionate comments from passers-by and fans.

[Why can this be! Because that cover is Sheng Ying. 】

【Ah ah ah ah ah **** I didn't grab it. 】

[Although it is a small magazine, as long as Sheng Ying is there, which time is not out of stock? 】

[No...I just want to ask, is it strange that no one thinks, why Sheng Ying would go to the small magazine to shoot the cover? Please don't move the small magazine. 】

[I will answer upstairs because of the money. 】

[Sheng Ying is not a person short of money, and according to the timeline given by the source, when Sheng Ying went to shoot, it happened to be a hot search on the magazine and when he was scolded by Yu Hao fans. It was impossible to go to this level. It's just for money. 】

[...Oh my god! It's not that there is something tricky. 】

[I think it’s purely for money, and haven’t you seen the photos on the outer cover and inner cover of the exposed magazines? I'm absolutely fucking, the small magazine actually borrowed a few sets of blue blood super-season clothes for Sheng Ying, and some of them are still high-end first wear. Isn't it awesome? 】

[Suddenly want to ask Yu Hao and Yu Hao's fans, do you regret it? 】

...

Jiang Qiuyi wanted to laugh when he saw this comment.

She estimated that Yu Hao didn't regret it much. Of course, if Yu Hao knew that she was the magazine owner and Sun Xi was her sister, he might regret it.

People are mostly real.

The online discussion was in full swing, and Jiang Qiuyi also received a message of congratulations from Sheng Ying.

She smiled and responded politely: [Thanks to Mr. Sheng, if there is no forwarding from you and the studio, there should be no sales. 】

Sheng Ying: [The magazine was sold out when I forwarded it. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [That's also because of you. 】

Sheng Ying: [It looks really good, congratulations. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [Thank you. 】

Both of these two conversations are sincere.

Sheng Ying also hopes that his magazines will sell well, so that more magazine invitations and more resources can be obtained.

At the time when everyone discussed the hottest, the official blog of Yiwuzhiyi started to forward the lottery according to what Jiang Qiuyi said.

@万物之宜杂志官博V: To celebrate that the magazine is sold out, the boss specially arranged a small lucky draw for everyone. Forward this Weibo and draw five people to send the fashion items introduced on the inside cover of the magazine. The items are introduced in the picture below. Draw ten magazines signed by Mr. Sheng, and draw 100 red envelopes to buy your favorite magazines.

As soon as this Weibo came out, it aroused everyone's cheers.

【? My **** boss is a local tyrant, right? 】

[This boss is not only a local tyrant... This is a rich man. 】

[Only my attention is on the fashion items in the magazine? Isn't this a new spring product of a certain brand? 】

[Fuck! What is a thousand yuan red envelope, and what is teacher Sheng's signature! Each of this single product is worth tens of thousands, awesome! 】

[I took it, I took it. 】

[I just want to ask... Can I participate in the lottery if I haven't bought a magazine? I want good luck. 】

[Where can I find the boss of this anger? 】

[It's really an absolute son. 】

[Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh) 】

...

Jiang Qiuyi saw that the feedback was good, and sent a message to Lu Mingcheng with a little triumph.

Jiang Qiuyi: [Mr. Lu, are you busy? 】

When receiving her news, Lu Mingcheng just quit Weibo.

There was a small smile in his eyes, and he probably knew what she was sending a message to himself.

Lu Mingcheng: [Fortunately, not very busy. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [The magazine is sold out! Thirty thousand copies, awesome. 】

Lu Mingcheng: [Awesome. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [You are a little perfunctory, do you look down on my sales of 30,000 copies? 】

Lu Mingcheng really felt that he was wronged, and he absolutely didn't mean to look down on Jiang Qiuyi.

He couldn't laugh or cry, bowed his head and replied: [I don't mean to look down, it's really amazing. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [I didn't expect it to sell so fast, you shouldn't buy it, right? 】

When Lu Mingcheng saw the news of her, he didn't know whether to tell the truth or lie.

If you lie, it should be considered a white lie. Jiang Qiuyi shouldn't be angry.

He thought for a while and looked at Xu Chen who came in: "How many copies of the magazine did you buy?"

Xu Chen was taken aback, and quickly said, "Mr. Lu, there are too many people robbed, and I only bought a thousand copies here."

Lu Mingcheng nodded and raised his eyes to look at him: "I know, go out."

Xu Chen handed him the document, then turned and left.

Jiang Qiuyi saw that Lu Mingcheng didn't reply for a long time, and was about to send him a question mark. Zhen Ping called her.

Inexplicably, Jiang Qiuyi had a bad premonition.

She vaguely felt... Zhen Ping was not here to tell her anything happy.

Jiang Qiuyi answered and yelled warmly: "Mom."

Zhen Ping said "Oh" and frowned, "Qiu Yi, how come your magazine's magazines are still limited? Can't you print more?"

Jiang Qiuyi was choked by her words, and his eyebrows jumped: "Mom...you won't buy a magazine too, do you?"

"I bought it." Zhen Ping replied frankly, "But Mom didn't buy much, only two thousand copies. If you want to buy it, you can't buy it."

Speaking of this, Zhen Ping complained: "Why do you limit the number of copies to so few, it won't let people buy it happy."

"..."

For ten seconds, Jiang Qiuyi was very autistic, very autistic.

She originally thought that if a good girlfriend bought two thousand copies, then 28,000 copies were sold to fans. This sales volume is really good.

As a result, I now tell her that her mother-in-law also bought two thousand copies.

For a time, Jiang Qiuyi's mental journey became more complicated.

Just a little happy, and a little headache.

She should say hello to them, just let them know what they want!

"Qiu Yi?" Zhen Ping did not hear her answer, and shouted anxiously: "What's the matter?"

"No." Jiang Qiuyi said with a strong smile, "Mom, it cost you money again."

"What's the cost of this." Zhen Ping didn't want to say: "This is the reason why the fertilizer does not flow into the outsiders' fields."

Jiang Qiuyi: "..."

This is not unreasonable.

She said "Um" for a while, and then said, "But what are you going to do with two thousand copies?"

Zhen Ping never thought about this issue.

The reason she went to buy it was purely because she was afraid that Jiang Qiuyi's sales would be too poor and she thought about it, and then returned to the way she used to be.

To be honest, the former Jiang Qiuyi Zhenping didn't like it. If she is the same now, she might not be able to communicate well with her.

Like is based on her change. Of course, Zhen Ping has also changed some of her perceptions and opinions.

Both sides are changing to get along with each other in harmony.

Zhen Ping thought for a while and asked in a low voice, "Do you have any good solutions?"

Jiang Qiuyi smiled and thought for a while and said, "Would you like to donate it?"

Zhen Ping raised her eyebrows: "Will it be too good to donate the magazine?"

"No." Jiang Qiuyi said: "Let's donate some useful books to let those children see the outside world more. It is not purely instilling a world view of drunkenness."

This is Jiang Qiuyi's idea.

People have a sense of inquiring about the outside world. If she is trapped in a small place, she will definitely find ways to understand the outside world in various ways.

At least, don't let yourself derail with the world.

The Lu family has a foundation as well as the Hope Primary School donated by itself.

In terms of public welfare, the Lu family has always done a good job. So there is no place to solve the magazine or something.

"Okay." Zhen Ping also felt that she said something reasonable: "Then handle it like this."

She thought for a while, and whispered: "Leave a hundred dollars for mom, mom wants to give it away."

Jiang Qiuyi was taken aback, unable to laugh or cry: "Okay, do you need Teacher Sheng's signature, mom?"

Zhen Ping's eyes lit up and she whispered: "Something is better. Your dad called me. If you can get a copy for mom, I'll go to your dad first."

Jiang Qiuyi: "Okay, mom, are you busy."

After hanging up the phone, Jiang Qiuyi couldn't help but want to laugh.

She discovered that Zhen Ping was an elder who would make her like after in-depth understanding.

Although some of the things she did before made Jiang Qiuyi a little uncomfortable, it seemed to be understandable from her perspective.

Jiang Qiuyi rubbed his head and turned on the phone again.

This time, Lu Mingcheng's reply was received on the phone.

Lu Mingcheng: [To be honest. 】

Jiang Qiuyi's eyebrows are beating, and her premonition is even worse: [Don't tell me...you bought it too. 】

Lu Mingcheng: [I asked Xu Chen to buy a little bit, not much. 】

Seeing this news, Jiang Qiuyi almost died on the spot.

She was holding the phone and tapped with trembling fingers: [How much is a little bit. 】

Lu Mingcheng: [Xu Chen said I bought a thousand copies. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: 【……】

Very well, her husband, her mother-in-law, and her girlfriends added up and bought one-sixth of her periodical issue. Is this a little bit?

Jiang Qiuyi really wanted to shake their shoulders and ask.

Lu Mingcheng: [I bought too little? 】

Jiang Qiuyi glanced, and suddenly found that the three people asked the same questions.

Is she too young?

Jiang Qiuyi was angry and weak, propped his head and replied: [A lot, but I want to be quiet now. 】

Lu Mingcheng thought she was too sleepy to get up early, and didn't even want to reply: [Okay, you can sleep well. 】

Jiang Qiuyi: [. 】

All afternoon, Jiang Qiuyi shut himself up in the room.

She is not at all happy with good sales.

That point of happiness was crushed after the girlfriend, mother-in-law and husband told her the truth.

...

Lu Mingcheng was busy with things on Saturday, and it was only four o'clock in the afternoon when he went home after finishing his work.

The room was cold and cold, only Uncle Xu was resting in the living room.

Lu Mingcheng said hello to Uncle Xu, and said in surprise: "Where is the wife?"

Uncle Xu pointed: "Resting in the room."

Lu Mingcheng nodded: "Take a nap?"

Uncle Xu thought for a while, looked at him and said, "It doesn't look like you are going to take a nap."

Lu Mingcheng looked at him doubtfully.

Uncle Xu: "I think my wife is autistic. She didn't eat a few bites for lunch, so she was not in a good mood."

"..."

When Lu Mingcheng returned to the room, Jiang Qiuyi was lying halfway on the sofa watching an American drama.

This is an American drama in which the heroine struggles in the workplace. There is no one to help, and she has to deal with the difficulties of her colleagues from time to time, but she handles it very well and gradually gains the liking of colleagues and others.

She watched it with gusto, but didn't notice anyone coming in.

When the shadow fell to the side, Jiang Qiuyi only recovered a little.

She froze for a moment, raising her eyes to look at the person who suddenly appeared.

The two looked at each other, Lu Mingcheng looked at her, and said in a low voice, "I have been watching a show all afternoon?"

Jiang Qiuyi nodded: "Yeah."

Lu Mingcheng glanced at her and simply sat down beside her: "I heard Uncle Xu said that you didn't eat anything at noon?"

Jiang Qiuyi continued to nod his head, and said softly, "I'm not very hungry."

Lu Mingcheng said "um", stared at her for a moment and asked, "Uncle Xu also said that you look in a bad mood, what's wrong?"

"..."

Jiang Qiuyi was silent, shook his head and said, "It's not a bad mood."

Lu Mingcheng listened, raised his eyebrows, followed her words, and asked, "What's the reason for that."

Jiang Qiuyi thought for a while, and said a little hypocritically: "I feel quite a failure."

Lu Mingcheng: "..."

What is going on in this sudden life.

Jiang Qiuyi was caught off guard by such a thing, and Lu Mingcheng was really not very comforting and enlightening.

He was silent for a while, and asked in a low voice, "Why do you suddenly say that?"

Jiang Qiuyi turned to look at him, aggrieved and funny and said, "Do you know who else bought a magazine except you today?"

Lu Mingcheng: "Who?"

He bowed his head, took off his suit, and rolled up his shirt cuffs casually.

Jiang Qiuyi looked at his series of very ordinary gestures, a little distracted.

Obviously it is a very simple action and very common, but when Lu Mingcheng makes it, he has a sense of nobleness.

Every frame and scene has an indescribable beauty.

It may be that the other person is handsome, or it may be because of his good-looking hands. Anyway, Jiang Qiuyi...beautiful in the eyes of the lover.

Perceiving her gaze, Lu Mingcheng chuckled lightly: "Qiu Yi."

"Oh." Jiang Qiuyi returned to his senses and said quietly, "Mom and Miaomiao, each bought two thousand copies."

After that, she added: "Twice as much as you."

Lu Mingcheng: "..."