Chapter 81: The Angry Fatty

scouting?

Yan Fei and Shen Xin thought of this word simultaneously in their minds, but Chen Zijiao really deserved a beating for making such an arrogant gesture.

Shen Xin secretly clenched his fists. If today wasn't his book signing day, he probably couldn't resist beating him up. Of course, as for whether he could beat him or not, that's another story.

"Is that enough for you?" Chen Zijiao grinned.

"You don't need to worry about it. I didn't expect you to still have the mind to run around now, don't you hurry up and find a way to increase the sales of the booklet?" Shen Xin smiled, but her fists never let go.

"Wang Wenhong will be responsible for those things. I came here just to see your mournful face." Chen Zijiao glanced at the long queue outside the bookstore, and shook his head with "regret".

"A good meal is not afraid of being late. We are not in a hurry about our affairs. What are you in a hurry for?"

Today was Shen Xin's book signing, Yan Fei was afraid that Shen Xin would cause a big incident, so she hurriedly pulled Shen Xin's clothes secretly, and took the conversation before he could speak.

"I'm afraid? It's funny. I don't know how many people came to my book signing? What's one or two hundred people for?" Chen Zijiao sneered.

"It's only half past seven, and it's normal that there are few people. Did you come so early when you were signing books?" Yan Fei asked rhetorically.

"I have three days of book signings, much more time than you, you only have one day, right?" Chen Zijiao didn't flinch.

"After so many days, are you going to suspend the next issue?" Yan Fei asked.

"Tsk tsk, this is the role of a good assistant. If it was the idiot before, I might not have so much time, but the efficiency of the new assistant is many times higher than him, so of course I can free up time." Chen Zijiao said at the end , the voice suddenly raised.

"Um?"

Sensing Chen Zijiao's abnormality, Shen Xin immediately became alert, and before she had time to turn around, she heard an angry roar from behind.

"Chen Zijiao, you bastard, you still have the guts to come here!"

It's Gao Hang!

Shen Xin hurriedly turned her head, but saw Gao Hang's eyes were bloodshot and his face was full of anger.

"Gao Hang, don't look for trouble today." Yan Fei reminded Gao Hang, pulling Gao Hang back from the brink of anger.

"Hmph, this is not your back garden. Why can't I come? I just want to see you in distress today." Chen Zijiao gave Gao Hang a thumbs up.

Not to be outdone, Gao Hang raised his middle fingers in response.

Chen Zijiao's face was slightly distorted, "You brat, are you not going to be an assistant in the future?"

"Put P, ​​you should take some time and think about how to finish the next few chapters?" Gao Hang replied.

Shen Xin couldn't help laughing, she didn't expect that such a domineering Chen Zijiao would have nothing to do with Gao Hang.

"What Gao Hang said is not very pleasant, but I agree with it. Isn't it good for cartoonists to focus on cartoons? They must be behind the scenes. In addition, I admit that Ruan Ying and Qiao Yu are very powerful, but Gao Hang The flight is also good, as for the evidence, it is the sales volume of the second volume of "Y's"." Shen Xin calmed down, and her tone returned to normal.

Chen Zijiao glanced at the bookstore, shrugged his shoulders, "I want to know why the sales of "Y's" are more than mine?"

Shen Xin sneered, not in the mood to talk to Chen Zijiao anymore, and entered the bookstore with Yan Fei.

When Gao Hang was about to turn around, he raised his middle finger at Chen Zijiao again, making Chen Zijiao so angry that he wanted to take out his wallet and smash the fat man to death.

There are not too many customers outside the bookstore, but inside the bookstore is another scene. Many customers are lined up together. From a distance, there is almost no end in sight. The cashier was in a hurry, scanning the barcode and giving the change to the customer.

Customers who paid the money went out of the bookstore and lined up with their books.

Lu Ning was standing by the aisle, helping to organize the order. She was already sweating profusely from exhaustion.

"What's the situation?" Shen Xin was a little puzzled looking at the long line of customers.

"The POS machine is broken, and the store manager has asked someone to buy a new one. Now you can only pay in cash, and the bookstore doesn't have so much change, so customers pay very slowly." Lu Ning wiped the sweat from her forehead.

So it's all stuck here, this... I'm too lucky, isn't it?

Shen Xin looked helpless, and Yan Fei was also a little dumbfounded.

The few customers who were queuing heard the voice and turned their heads. The readers who first saw Shen Xin didn't recognize it. After all, Shen Xin was wearing a black woolen hat and flat glasses, and she was nothing like ordinary young people. the difference.

But soon someone recognized him and hurriedly shouted: "Mr. Shen, why don't you sign your name first?"

"Eh? Teacher Shen? Him?" The readers who had never met Shen Xin were taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Shen Xin, "Mr. Shen, I'm your fan, can I sign it?"

"That's right, we'll definitely pay anyway! Last time I waited for a long time, but I didn't let you sign it." A reader raised three books and said loudly.

The people behind were also a little eager to move.

"Everyone, don't worry, the POS machine will be back soon, and the payment will be very fast by then." The store manager standing behind was a little anxious, but said hastily.

So many people haven't paid yet, if the plastic wrap is torn off, he will lose a lot. At that time, he won't even know who has paid.

However, there is still a tendency for other readers to flock forward.

"Everyone, if I sign here, it's inconvenient for me, and it's uncomfortable for everyone. I promise, everyone who queues up before six o'clock in the afternoon will have their signatures." Shen Xin said loudly when she saw the shop manager who was in a hurry.

With Shen Xin's assurance, many readers fell silent.

"Are you looking for death? Do you know how many people will come today?" Yan Fei pulled Shen Xin and said in a low voice.

"There should be only five or six hundred people, right?" Shen Xin glanced at the readers queuing up. There should be more than a hundred people in the bookstore, plus the readers queuing outside the bookstore, there should be less than 300 people. As far as readers are concerned, there may be five or six hundred people.

Today is not a weekend, and there will be a small increase in follow-up readers.

"Don't forget, the last book signing was not on a weekend." Yan Fei whispered.

"Last time, a lot of people were just looking fresh, but not this time." Shen Xin laughed.

"Not always."

Yan Fei and Shen Xin had similar thoughts at first, but when she saw so many people queuing up in the bookstore, she felt a little bit of expectation in her heart.

Perhaps, Shen Xin has been recognized by readers.

The store manager also came over at this time and apologized to the two people.

Shen Xin waved her hand slightly, "Shop Manager, shall we start signing now?"

"But it's not up yet..." The store manager glanced at his watch, it was still 10 minutes away.

"It's so cold, it's uncomfortable for everyone to stand outside, right?" Shen Xin said.

The store manager gave Shen Xin a thumbs up.

"That's right. The reason is simple, but many people can't figure it out. Two days ago, Mr. Long signed the signature, and he didn't arrive until nine o'clock. At that time, the customers had lined up for nearly an hour."

The store manager sighed, and then ordered the clerk to lead Shen Xin to the book signing point, and asked another clerk to inform the readers queuing outside to start signing immediately.

Chen Zijiao, who was standing on the side of the road, saw the readers outside the bookstore, walked slowly inside, and snorted coldly.

When there is no one else, just sit in the bookstore by yourself and see if you are embarrassed or not.