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In the restaurant, Han Zidong pressed his eyebrows helplessly, dumbfounded.

Li Qidun is indeed still a little black guy!

Jin Zhaijing, who was sitting opposite, saw this and asked in a pretentious manner: "What happened?"

Han Zidong raised his head and put on a smile: "What can happen? The situation is very good now. As the posters are being shipped one after another, the fan base has responded enthusiastically."

"Is that so?"

"Of course."

Han Zidong replied while typing a reply quickly.

Han Zidong: That’s just a brochure, not a single volume. Why do you want that?

Li Qidun: I don’t care. Anyway, they all have it, and I must have it too. You can’t favor one over the other. If you don’t give it to me, I will climb the wall and step back.

Han Zidong:......

Li Qidun: I have counted the earliest sponsors of posters in the group. There are 92 of them including me. If you don’t reissue the brochure to us, we will be your black fans from now on. Threat.jpg.
Ah...this.

When Xingyou printed the first batch of posters, only 500 copies were printed, divided into single posters and eight-person posters.

These posters have a total of four destinations: they are given to the five sponsors who came to visit, rewarded to netizens who post high-definition pictures and texts on Instagram to analyze the plot, rewarded to Li Qidun’s anti-Fundu keyboard warriors, and distributed to people who fulfilled the contract.

Star your sponsor.

If the brochure is to be reissued, there will definitely be more than just these 92 people, and at least the first batch of sponsors who received the posters must be covered.

A rough estimate shows that there are about 300 people in this group. Based on the prices previously negotiated with the printing factory and the express delivery company, the cost will be about 136,500 won.

It may not seem like much, but the quantity of this order is too small. Both the printing cost and the express shipping cost will definitely be increased, which is not cost-effective.

But how can a mere brochure be so attractive?

Han Zidong: Why do you have to ask for this brochure? After you successfully publish it, I will send you a signed version of the brochure, okay?

Li Qidun: Don’t try to lie to me. I want the single volume and the brochure.

Damn it, I’ll pay for it!

Han Zidong: Please explain to me why you want this booklet, and I’ll think about it.

Li Qidun: There is only this batch of this album, right? Then it is a limited edition and has great collection value.

Han Zidong: I printed 500,000 copies, limited to only one hammer.

Li Qidun: You printed 500,000 copies and didn’t even send us one, bad guy!

Ah...this.

Han Zidong was defeated by Li Qidun's strong logic, but he didn't want to bear this seemingly meaningless expenditure right away. After all, he had spent a lot of money recently, and unreasonable expenditures should be reduced as much as possible.<

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Then we can only drag it.

Han Zidong looked at Jin Zaijing opposite: "You said that if we publish a promotional issue for each issue... No, it is a wonderful collection of comic booklets. Have you started?"

Jin Zaijing squinted his eyes and thought for a while: "But, you still have a few 200 million to spend, and the freight alone will give you a headache."

"We can ask people who subscribe to this brochure to pay for it."

"But why should people spend money to subscribe to your booklet?"

"We can add a selling point to this brochure."

An idea flashed in Han Zidong's mind, and a piece of news from later generations broke into his mind.

Jin Zaijing looked at Han Zidong's face with that confident look again, and asked with a smile: "For example?"

"For example, we can add a window to this booklet that can redeem votes. Whether it is a QR code or a redemption code, as long as they subscribe to this booklet, the audience can get an additional vote. Do you have a pen?"
Jin Zaijing rummaged through his bag and took out an eyebrow pencil.

Han Zidong took the eyebrow pencil, took out a tissue, and wrote: "Each registered user has only one voting right, but if he subscribes to our commemorative booklet, he will get an additional voting right."

Jin Zaijing held her chin with one hand and fell into thinking. After about ten seconds, she asked: "First, how do you ensure that the audience will have the desire to vote extra?"

Han Zidong drew a triangle on the picture and wrote "subscription power". He thought seriously for a few seconds.

"We can formulate the voting process in multiple aspects. For example, the original audience voting can only determine the C position of the singing and dancing stage, direct shots, and share the ultimate prize.

But now we can improve the model and increase the influence of voting rights on the recording direction of the program.

During the official recording, all the regular guests participated in the recording as members of the same limited group, and the songs they recorded each time were randomly selected at the end of the previous program, but now we can leave it to the audience to decide.<

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For another example, in addition to fixed guests, we can invite other teams to appear as opening guests, participate in the recording of singing and dancing sessions, and even play PK.

Many links such as this can be customized by the audience one by one. Even the slogan of our program can be set as 'Producer for All: What you love is what you see' to increase the audience's motivation to participate."

Han Zidong talked about Yi Da Tong eloquently, and suddenly felt a little thirsty.

He picked up the water glass and was about to take a sip, but suddenly found that the water in his glass was all gone, so he had to put it down casually.

"What do you think? Have you done anything?"

A smile spread across Jin Zaijing's bright face: "I think it's very interesting."

"Have a vision."

Han Zidong lowered his head to write and draw on a tissue. After a while, a tissue was filled with his mind map.

Jin Zaijing stood up and left her seat with Han Zidong's water glass. When she came back, she had a glass of hot water and a glass of ice water in her hand. She mixed the two glasses of water several times, and the temperature of both glasses became suitable for drinking.

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"Here you go, the temperature is just right."

Han Zidong was inspired. Without raising his head, he just stretched out a hand and touched it left and right.

Jin Zaijing grabbed Han Zidong's hand in a funny way and held the water glass.

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Han Zidong took back his left hand and took a sip of water, his thirst greatly reduced.

"What questions do you have just now?"

"Let me think about it...are there any risks in doing this? For example, I heard from Zhishu and Minxiu that there are quite a few middle school students among your sponsors. If they buy these brochures in large quantities, will our program be affected?

Arouse the disgust of parents."

"Indeed, according to the user addresses at the time of delivery, almost all middle schools in Seoul City have a lot of delivery volume.

But this is a difficult and complicated disease. We can only try our best to improve it, but it is impossible to eradicate it. Besides, if it really reaches that level, our online TV series will become a hit."

"That's right, let's drink to your hot idea."

"It's our idea."

……

In Dongdaemun District, a beautiful woman threw her mobile phone on the bed, looked at the ceiling and said angrily: "You won't reply to my message, right? Just wait for me."

"Aah."

She rolled over and picked up her phone.

The next moment her expression froze, it was actually a make-up notice from the teacher of the weekend cram school.

Hammering the bed hard, she said bitterly: "Wait for me, Han Zidong."

"Aah."

"Aah."

"Aah."

When she heard three consecutive message notifications, she looked at her phone but didn't want to turn it over.

"Aah."

Forget it, I’ll trust you again.

She reached for her phone with her eyes closed and pressed the screen. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Han Zidong's reply.

That was enough. She happily lay down on the bed, holding up her phone and scrolling through Han Zidong's messages.

"After my deep reflection, I decided to send you a batch of commemorative brochures."

"There are only a few hundred copies of this batch of commemorative albums, and they adopt a brand-new production idea, which is quite precious."

"However, since this booklet is closely related to the subsequent online variety show and has a certain degree of privacy, I can only ship it to you one after another after the online variety show is officially broadcast."

"It takes about 3-5 days, and it may take 5-7 days in more remote places."

That's pretty much it.

She got out of bed, sat in front of the computer, entered Instagram, and continued to broadcast data to Xingyou.