The Richest Man Yang Fei - Chapter 1038
Chapter 1036 Poor me, rich me
Yang Fei was honored as the king of the land by these militants, and led them to a market town.
Many women and children live here.
Judging from their clothes and houses, this group of people is not living well.
The big man is named Du Gu, because he has the greatest strength and the most accurate marksmanship. For a long time, the people of the tribe have obeyed his orders.
Now Yang Fei has become their land king, and since Du Gu, he has listened to Yang Fei’s orders.
Du Gula brought two young women over and forced them to him, saying that they were honoring the Tuwang.
The earth king has supreme power. Even the local president has to consult with the earth kings of various tribes when he wants to implement any major policies. As for women, let alone, as long as the earth king thinks, dozens or hundreds Both are okay.
Moreover, the woman of the Tuwang is also part of the property and can be inherited by future generations.
There is a young chief in Africa who is very distressed, because his father left him more than 70 wives to let him inherit.
Yang Fei looked at the two black girls, they were not particularly dark, they were beautiful, slim and dazzling white teeth.
However, Yang Fei was really not interested in black girls, so he politely refused.
Yang Fei just wanted to get away, and said to Du Gu, “You are too hard here. Why don’t you follow me to enter the world, and I will lead you to a good life.”
Tugu certainly has no objection.
Yang Fei told him the address of his oil company and asked them all to go there.
Petroleum companies need labor. These strong African men can come in handy.
At the same time, with this group of armed forces that often fight and kill, Yang Fei’s oil company is safer.
This group of people are soldiers who have actually been on the battlefield and have seen blood and flesh flying across the scene!
When doing business in a country with complex situations, Yang Fei feels that no one is reliable. The most reliable one is that he has to have his own armed forces!
Du Gu gave Yang Fei and the others a few cars he had robbed before, and sent them away.
When the car drove far, Chen Ruoling sighed and stroked her chest and said: “Oh my God! I finally left safely! I really thought I was dead just now.”
Yang Fei smiled and said, “You really are Zhenlie, you would rather die than follow.”
“Think about it, it’s better to die than to fall into the hands of those people!” Chen Ruoling chuckled, “By the way, why don’t you accept those two black girls? I think it’s pretty good-looking.”
“Hehe, don’t make fun of you. I don’t want it, I can’t talk about it!”
“I know, you don’t want it, you think it’s dark! If it’s whiter, you will definitely want it.”
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Morocco is the turbulent Atlantic to the west, the gentle Mediterranean to the north, and Spain is separated by the famous Strait of Gibraltar.
As an Arab country, many Moroccans speak French. The streets are full of European atmosphere, and the buildings are in European style.
Morocco’s economy is at an upper-middle level and the climate is suitable. There are no blacks and there are still beautiful women. Some people call this a “fake African country.”
It can be said that this is a fantasy country, the sea, the Gobi, the desert, the snow-capped mountains, the ancient city has everything, and it has the reputation of “the back garden of Africa”.
Yang Fei and his party, originally only planned to play for one day and left, but because of the beautiful scenery, they stayed here for three days before leaving.
When going to the airport to wait for the flight, Yang Fei went to the airport bookstore to buy books as usual.
Chen Ruoling followed him into the bookstore, and she saw the poster posted by the bookstore at a glance.
She pulled Yang Fei’s arm and said, “Look at it! Your book!”
Yang Fei looked up in shock and saw the propaganda book on the poster, which was his book “The Poor Me, the Rich Me”!
At the time of the final naming, Quan Xiuxian called Yang Fei for instructions. After Yang Fei thought twice, he decided to use the current title of the book.
“The Poor Me and the Rich Me” is more in line with Yang Fei’s mood when writing this book.
This is more empathetic than poor father or rich father.
Chen Ruoling smiled and said: “Yang Fei, your book is hot! You can buy it in Africa! You are so awesome!”
Yang Fei smiled and touched his nose.
There is also a best-selling book, which is the autobiography written by Jun Xiuxian for Yang Fei.
‘S autobiography was finally named “Da Guo Daily Chemical”.
The cover designs of the two books are all made by Li Yanan.
The concise style of painting has profound meaning, exquisitely like a work of art.
Chen Ruoling bought a copy, and smiled: “Your book, I have to support it. After returning to China, I will promote your book to people around me.”
Ning Xin also bought a set, and after paying the money, she held it in her hand and read it.
“Yang Fei, why don’t you print your avatar on the book?” Ning Xin said, “Many books are not well written, and the author is not very good, but they all like to print their own avatar for fear that others will not recognize it. he comes.”
Chen Ruoling giggled and said: “Yes, I have seen many books with heads printed on them, and some even have a full page printed on them! It’s not about thinking deeply about life in the universe, or pretending to fly in the sea of ​​books.
Yang Fei said: “I know myself well, so I didn’t post my own profile picture.”
Chen Ruoling said: “Oh? You are afraid that the writing is not good, the reader will recognize you on the street and beat you?”
Yang Fei said: “I’m afraid that I’m too handsome and will fascinate thousands of young girls. Female readers are unwilling to marry in order to pursue me. They have created too many bachelors in society, and then I became the target of collective attacks by bachelors.”
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On the plane, Yang Fei found that almost everyone in the first class was watching “The Poor Me and the Rich Me”.
The speed at which Jeon Soo Hyun published a book amazed Yang Fei.
And this book is so popular?
Yang Fei never expected this.
I don’t know how Jeon Soo Hyun promotes it?
Yang Fei’s two books are priced relatively high because they are commercial propaganda, and the royalties he takes are also considered high, reaching 15%.
In other words, 15% of the price of a book sold is owned by Yang Fei.
The royalty ratio is not always certain. Generally speaking, the value is 8% to 15%, but Yang Fei and the publishing house agreed to 15%, which is a very high ratio.
A book is priced at 20 yuan. For every book sold, Yang Fei can get 3 yuan of course, the yuan is not much.
Therefore, the books written by the writers rely entirely on sales to make money.
10,000 copies, you can earn 30,000 yuan.
If you can sell 100 million copies, you can make 300 million.
However, ordinary books, of course, are extremely difficult to sell so many.
Selling books like The Lord of the Rings and Harry Potter are likely to sell more than 100 million.
Most books have a print volume of only 10,000 or tens of thousands, and some even have only a few thousand copies, and they have to be sold on their own.
Yang Fei wrote the book, but only wanted to increase his influence, and he never thought about how much money he would make from this.
However, as the saying goes, plant flowers intentionally but not bloom, unintentionally plant willows and willow trees.
Yang Fei wrote “The Poor Me and the Rich Me”. As soon as it went on the market, it was widely praised by readers. No matter Asians, Europeans, Americans, or Africans, they all liked this book without exception.
One hundred thousand copies, printed one by one, were robbed and emptied.
The millions of printed copies have also been ordered by booksellers!
Publishing houses from all over the world are vying to buy the copyright of this book, and the translation is published in Chinese.
“The Poor Me, the Rich Me” has been translated into more than 20 languages ​​and sold all over the world, with sales of more than 50 million copies!
And this number is constantly being refreshed!
Yang Fei, it’s on fire!
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