Leaving some police officers to carry the body, the readers' meeting continued, and the host Linda was frightened by the police earlier and had already slipped away.

Mars could only do it himself, in order to make up for the fright suffered by the readers on the spot, the fat man immediately decided that all readers could get autographs as long as they bought the hardcover version of "The Legend of the Anti-Japanese Heroes" on the spot.

This time, the reader was elated, completely unaffected by the police arrest just now.

In addition, the president of the country is a fan of this set of books, and he is also waiting for an autograph, so they all applauded in an uproar, and the audience applauded thunderously.

Mars was dumbfounded, he didn't expect him to come to this hand at all, because the hardcover version of "The Legend of Anti-Japanese Heroes" was not in stock at all, because Wang Yi had not written a complete set of books, and Mars just doubled the boutique packaging to sell, mainly for rich customers.

But there aren't many people who are really rich, they are all ordinary people.

More than 40,000 customers on the scene deducted the cost according to the price of the book, and unintentionally made a profit, just these more than 40,000 sets of hardcover editions, he calculated, nearly 4 million in savings.

The power of the dollar is infinite, there are difficulties to be up, and there are no difficulties to create difficulties.

Mars immediately organized the publisher's staff to register the names of the readers, collect the book in full, and promised that after a month, the readers would receive the signed hardcover edition with the receipt.

As a result, the readers' meeting became a promotional meeting to sell the hardcover version of "The Legend of the Anti-Japanese Heroes".

There was an endless stream of people who signed up to pay the money, and there were seven lines of line, and even Mars's bodyguards came to help.

Looking at the money received from the hand cramps, Mars's face smiled, or the fat man was smart, and a random trick turned no less than four million.

But...... Wait, 40,000 sets of signatures, so Wang Yihe is still tired?

"King. I have to tell you and Wang Yi, these 40,000 signatures are not easy! Mars pulled the fat man aside and whispered.

"Stupid, can you Americans read Chinese characters?" The fat man rolled his eyes and said to Mars with extreme disdain.

"I don't understand!" Mars hasn't recovered yet. Return.

"Wouldn't it be better for you to ask people to go to colleges and universities to find a few Chinese students who can imitate Wang Yi and the fat man's signatures, and ask them to sign Wang Yi's name and the fat man's name?" He looked at Mars like an idiot.

"That's fine, isn't that fake?" Mars was dumbfounded.

"Wrong, this is called an assembly line, understand?" He sighed, Americans are not enlightened, it is not easy to teach!

Mars shook his head blankly, and he patted Mars on the shoulder. smiled: "Master Fan, what you have to learn is quite good!" ”

Mars said in his heart, learn this from you, and sooner or later lead Lao Tzu to the evil path.

Wang Yi is also afraid of tired people, as soon as she heard the fat man's proposal, she directly hugged someone's face and took a bite, this Nima's is too perfunctory, but she likes it.

Mars is very efficient. That night, not only was the printing of 40,000 hardcover copies arranged, but four more Chinese students were recruited. The family is very knowledgeable, and imitating Wang Yi and the fat man's notes is simply pediatric.

Everyone is Chinese, especially this kind of publicly-funded students who study abroad alone, live a hard life, and often need to work while studying to subsidize living expenses.

Fat people are naturally cool, and a book is settled for them at one dollar. At the same time, they were allowed to come to work after the class, and they could slow down as much as they could, and he had already received the full amount of the book anyway.

This also made these international students ecstatic, 1,000 dollars is the expenses of these international students for two or three months, four international students. After completing this transaction, you don't have to go out to work for half a year to earn living expenses.

Wang Yi directly made the shopkeeper, anyway, Mars got it done, she only left her signature, and took Jiang Lai to go home to see her parents.

The fat man and Shinozaki Yumi returned to Liu's villa, Liu Bowen hurriedly asked him what happened during the day, and he told Liu Bowen about the day, and Liu Bowen was also surprised by his son's luck.

"I didn't expect the president to be a fan of this set of books, Yi'er did a good job!" The old gentleman was about to know, and at the same time instructed Liu Fu to bring out the liquor that Qingzhou had been reluctant to drink and celebrate.

"There is no fat master, Wang Yi wrote a story about Mao, why don't you say that your son is doing a good job?" He was a little apprehensive, the old gentleman is now doing everything to his daughter-in-law, how can this work, will he still have his status at home in the future?

"I don't know how many pounds and taels my son has?" The old gentleman looked at him with disdain, and said: "Without Yi'er's wonderful pen, even if you kid killed the Japanese emperor, you don't know you if you recognize the president of the United States!" ”

Yes, the son and Lao Tzu can't theorize, there is a generation gap, and it doesn't make sense.

But he really wanted to kill the little devil emperor, but unfortunately he couldn't log in to the little devil island country, if he couldn't do the little devil emperor in his life, his juniors would continue to do it, and he must the little devil emperor, so he felt comfortable.

Thinking of this, after having dinner with the old man, the thing hid in his house and began to tinker with his own things.

This is also his inspiration, his own methods, in the future to leave to his children and grandchildren to make little devils, so he began to write down his various methods.

From weapons to fighting, bare hands to weapons, climbing, rappelling, climbing over walls, picking locks, etc., he will do it anyway, and he will start to remember.

Of course, this project is huge, and it can't be completed overnight, and he is also going to ask Song Ming to also write down his stealing skills, Jiang Yi's surveying and mapping, and Yang Yun's hunting, anyway, it can't be wrong.

Early the next morning, the sun had just risen, and when they got together, they met Liu Fu and the driver Lao Wang, and a servant who was going out, he asked casually, but he didn't expect Liu Fu to say, "Young master, have you forgotten?" ”

"Forgot something?" He replied blankly, thinking, it's really okay, why did Liu Fu say this.

"Today is Chinese New Year's Eve, so you have to prepare some New Year's goods at home for the New Year!" Liu Fubai said with a glance.

"Oh, look at the fat man's memory!" The fat man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized.

It's been the third year since he came to this era, which makes him a little uncomfortable, thinking of his former comrades-in-arms and the captain who is full of Hunan accents, I really miss it!

"Young master, this time Wang's house is nearby, don't forget to take Wang Yi back to her parents' house in the second year of junior high school to meet your father-in-law and mother-in-law!" Maybe it's because of his old age, Liu Fu nagged again.

"Oh, got it." He hurriedly replied, which also reminded him of Qingzhou, which was thousands of miles away, and he didn't know what the situation of Hukou Mountain was now, and after thinking about it, he went straight to the bedroom where Yumi Shinozaki lived alone.

He was going to ask Yumi Shinozaki to send a telegram to ask about the situation in Hukou Mountain...... (To be continued.) )

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