The next day.
Morning.
Zhang Ye washed his face and ate breakfast before returning to his study.
As soon as the door closed, he opened the inventory of the game ring, took out the Lucky Medal, and put it on. Instantly, the Lucky Medal burst forth with a white light, and the medal shattered, creating ripples that spread out in all directions and floated around the world.
Lucky Medal activated.
Countdown:
57 hours.
Then, Zhang Ye sat in front of the computer and waited!
Sales!
Give me more sales!
This was the only thing he wanted right now!
…
Meanwhile.
Crosstalk performance artist Tang Dazhang's house.
Today, his wife and children were at home.
His wife asked, "Old Tang, are you performing today?"
Tang Dazhang looked at the computer and smiled absent-mindedly. "No, hur hur."
"Why are you so happy?" His wife wondered.
Tang Dazhang chuckled and said, "Gone with the Wind can't sell anymore. Several of the world's literary giants have come out to compete with it and snatch away a lot of market share. There's no chance of him winning the Nobel Prize anymore."
His wife was speechless. "How many years has it been since the conflict between the two of you?"
Tang Dazhang rolled his eyes. "He and I will never be able to coexist, hmph!"
His wife advised, "He still brought glory to the country, and I heard that the novel is very good. A few of my friends and colleagues are reading it."
Tang Dazhang said anxiously, "You're not allowed to buy it. I'll fight whoever buys it!"
His wife said, "I know, I won't buy it."
Tang Dazhang grunted, "We can't even increase the sales of a single book for him!"
Ding dong, the doorbell rang. It was the delivery man.
His wife smiled. "The professional books that our son ordered have arrived."
A big box of books, dead heavy.
But when they opened the box, they were dumbfounded!
Gone with the Wind!
Gone with the Wind!
Gone with the Wind!
There were a total of fifty-three books, all of which were Gone with the Wind!
Tang Dazhang vomited blood!
The son was stunned. "I, I didn't buy this!"
His wife was dumbfounded. "They sent it to the wrong address?"
His son hurriedly went online to contact the seller. In the end, it turned out to be a black-hearted seller. After arguing for a long time, the seller still refused to give a refund!
Tang Dazhang nearly went mad with anger!
No refund?
Over fifty copies of Gone with the Wind?
You want me to open a bookstore!?
Tang Dazhang's angry roar came from the house, "Zhang! Why are you still haunting me! "
…
Japan.
In a bookstore.
Kyoko Seto was hanging out with a few friends.
"Wow, Kyoko."
"Isn't this the English version of Gone with the Wind?"
"Weren't you the editor of One Piece?"
"Do you want to buy one?"
Kyoko trembled when she heard that name. She said angrily, "Don't mention him to me. I swore that I would never read that great eunuch's works even if I died! Let's go! " While she was distracted, someone in front of her bumped into her. Kyoko was knocked into the bookshelf of Gone with the Wind. The bookshelf shook slightly, and a copy of Gone with the Wind coincidentally fell into the bag in Kyoko's hand. She did not notice it.
Payment.
Back to the company.
When she arrived at the publishing house and opened the bag, Seto Kyoko found the book.
"What?"
"When did I buy it?"
"Heavens, what's going on?"
Feeling like she had seen a ghost, she threw the book into a corner.
But when she thought about it, since she had already bought it, she couldn't waste the money.
Kyoko clenched her teeth. Her English was pretty good, so she picked it up and flipped through a few pages. Once she started reading, she did not stop. The more she read, the more engrossed she became.
It was time to work. The editors gradually arrived.
"Ah, Kyoko, what are you doing?"
"N-Nothing."
"Why are you still reading Zhang Ye's books!"
Kyoko was nearly in tears. "I don't know why I bought it."
Many of the editors gave her a contemptuous look before putting down the things in their hands. Some of them were buying lunchboxes, while others were buying comics and magazines. But suddenly, a lot of people exclaimed in surprise!
A female editor said, "Ah, why is there a copy of Gone with the Wind in my bag?"
A male editor said, "Damn, why do I have a copy of it too?"
Another female editor said, "I'm gonna faint. I clearly bought a new book from Bangalore. Isn't the staff too unprofessional? How could they get the wrong book?"
Everyone was dumbfounded!
They felt like they had seen a ghost!
…
America.
At a publishing company. The editors were having a meeting.
The chief editor said, "Let me say this. We don't need to promote Gone with the Wind anymore. This book's momentum has already weakened. Besides, it's a book written by a Chinese person, so we'll still focus on selling our local books. Isn't that American author trying to win the Nobel Prize in Literature? There's no reason for our publishing house not to support him. That's why we should focus our marketing efforts on the American author. We can also sell more of the Japanese and Indian authors' books. "
"Alright."
"Understood."
"We'll start the preparations right away."
Everyone responded.
Suddenly, a staff member ran in anxiously. "This is bad!"
The chief editor pulled a long face. "What happened, Will?"
The staff member named Will said in a panic, "The people downstairs made a mistake in the printing!"
The chief editor was startled. "What mistake?"
That staff member said while crying, "The books that were pre-ordered have all been misprinted as Gone with the Wind!"
"What?" The chief editor stood up in shock. His voice was trembling. "How many copies were misprinted?"
That staff member did not dare to say. "This, this —"
The chief editor roared, "Speak!"
That staff member wiped his sweat. "A million copies!"
Instantly, the editors in the conference room nearly fell off their chairs!
The chief editor nearly vomited blood!
A million copies?
A million copies were misprinted?
How many years would it take to sell that book?!
A female editor hurriedly asked, "Chief Editor, are we going to follow the direction of the marketing that you mentioned earlier? If there's nothing else, we'll go back first? "
In the end, the chief editor said something astonishing. "Follow, my ass! Promote Gone with the Wind through all the channels! Sales! Promotions! Discounts! Bonded sales! "
"Ah?"
Everyone vomited blood!
…
On this day.
The entire world was in chaos!
Some people returned home to find an extra copy of Gone with the Wind in their backpacks.
Some people placed an order and realized that they had placed the wrong order. They ended up buying Gone with the Wind instead.
Some publishing houses printed the wrong book and tried to find a publishing house that they had a good relationship with to help share the burden so as to minimize their losses. In the end, many of the responses they received were even more shocked than they were: Eh, you guys also printed the wrong book?
Also?
You also printed the wrong book?
What the fuck is going on!
What the hell is going on!
On this night, the entire world thought that they had encountered a supernatural incident!
…
On the same day.
The sales of Gone with the Wind broke new records once again!
Previously, the sales of this novel had nearly come to a halt due to the pursuit of several Nobel Prize nominees. 7.3 million. 7.4 million. The growth was extremely slow and it no longer had the momentum it had at the beginning. But on this day, Gone with the Wind broke out once again. It broke out in such a way that everyone in the world was terrified!
8 million copies!
9 million copies!
10 million copies!
It actually broke past 10 million!
At this moment, the entire world was shocked!
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