Text Volume 205 Crazy Selling ~ 1800 Evenly Fixed Plus Changes
"Boss, here's the morning paper, huh? Is there a new magazine? Then have another vogue."
"Boss, here's a magazine!"
15 yuan was hurriedly dropped on the change box, and the office worker who was about to be late took the last vogue and ran away without hesitation!
The elite white-collar worker who was reaching out to pick up a book in front of the bookshelf stared at the empty magazine shelf in a daze. His favorite magazine was caught off guard and snatched away from him.
"Boss, do you still have the magazine from just now?" She asked the stall owner unwillingly.
Lao Zhang's face was wrinkled with a smile, like a blooming chrysanthemum: "No hurry, no hurry, if you want to buy it, make an appointment with me, and I will keep it for you at night."
"Well, please write it down for me. I'll pick it up around six o'clock in the evening. It's the vogue with the black and white cover."
"Don't worry about you!" Old Zhang readily agreed.
He looked at his watch subconsciously. It was just 8:30. If the delivery was in time, he could still catch up with the morning rush hour.
He picked up the paid phone in the booth and called Wang Xiaoer.
"The number you dialed is busy, please try again later..."
"Beep... beep... click, hello, Boss Zhang?" Wang Xiaoer picked up the hot phone and said, "Do you want to add a magazine? Tell me, how many copies do you want?"
"Add 30 to today's quantity? Tomorrow's initial order is 50? It's ok, just wait for me!"
"No, I don't know how much the publisher has in stock. How can I lie to you about this? Who has trouble with money? Just wait for my news."
Wang Xiaoer hung up the phone, and the 5 newsstands he was in charge of were sold out at the same time. Today's new order is 100 copies. I didn't expect this first issue of the magazine to sell so well!
No way, other retail merchants must have encountered the situation on my side, so I have to hurry up and find Big Brother Smoker to grab the goods.
Vogue's publishing office was very quiet. The assistant looked at the big clock hanging on the wall. The pointer pointed to 8:40. In 1 hour and 20 minutes, the morning sales peak on the first day of release would pass.
The successful performance of the distribution department depends on the final data report.
'Dingling, Dingling' the phone on the table rang one after another.
"Hello? Hello, Vogue Publishing Department, um, you need to post order, um, the quantity is 12,000, um, ok!"
"Hello? 6,000 will be set today, and 15,000 will be set tomorrow, oh well!"
Several assistants frantically answered the phone calls one after another, but within two minutes, a beautiful updated data was placed on the desktop of the director of the distribution department. "
New orders in the capital on the day: 170,000
sh: 210,000
tj:8000
gz: 120,000
………
The data of the ten cities were counted before the sales peak, and the quota reached 80,000 copies on the first day.
Qu Xuemei made a few phone calls confidently, and the sound of the machines in the printing factory began to revive again. It took only one day to sell 70% of the inventory, so in this golden sales week, I am really looking forward to it.
This time, no department jumped out to obstruct the number of reprints of their editor-in-chief. They had already been convinced by the foresight of this keen-sighted leader.
Vogue magazine's first-day sales eventually stopped above the figure of 170,000.
This is already on par with the sales of elle clothing in China.
Qu Xuemei looked at the ELLE building across the street with flashing neon lights, and an imperceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. This was just the beginning, and whoever was more courageous would be the one who had the last laugh.
As the day progressed, the sales volume of each magazine gradually dropped, and after the golden 7-day sales period, the continuous sales volume in the remaining 20 days of this month was so small that it could be ignored.
Data reports on the first sales of vogue appeared on the desks of other competitors at the same time.
The total sales volume exceeded 17 times that of Elle clothing and 13 times that of Ruili clothing. Under the same ratio, it won the champion of this month's sales volume.
At least in China, this is the first time that such a situation has occurred. Yin Yan threw the final result into the paper shredder with a wry smile. Seeing the strips of white paper falling into the trash can from the outlet slot, her heart felt like drinking a cup of strong unsweetened coffee, which was extremely bitter. up.
Once there was an opportunity to sell a magazine in front of me, but I didn't cherish it. If the time could come again, I would definitely yell at Qu Xuemei: Let me go! Let go of that Qin Guan!
Watches, accessories, purses, shoes, and the tables of the advertising departments of some first-line brands are all placed with the data faxed by the market research department.
They looked at the string of amazing numbers behind vogue, and they made a perfect circle for the promotion plan for the next quarter.
At the Graceful Princess' wrap-up party, Fan Pingping flipped through the latest issue of Vogue absent-mindedly, and put Qin Guan's eye-catching black and white cover in front of her manager's eyes.
"I want to be the cover of Vogue!"
"Impossible, stop dreaming."
"Why? Even Qin Guan can go!"
"This is the Asian edition, not the main publication of Vogue."
"Then I also recognized the Asian version of vogue! Isn't Qin Guan the cover model of the first issue?"
The agent licked his lower lip in embarrassment, and replied: "Vogue has a very high style, and they like to invite some supermodels to do the cover. Red for that."
When Fan Pingping heard this, her eyebrows turned upside down angrily: "Then which film and television star is qualified now? Let me hear it!"
"Zhang Manyu!"
"Isn't it because I debuted early and became well-known? If I can receive good dramas, I will do well!"
Fan Pingping looked at such a beautiful magazine that took Qin Guan's photos unwillingly. If she could also be on the cover, the photos she took would be as glamorous as Qin Guan!
But the fact is so cruel, vogue cover is not something you can get on the cover if you want.
It's only been a week since the vogue's first sales data came out, and Qu Xuemei's desk was filled with invitations from major performing arts companies to recommend their own models to shoot cover photos.
Most people are willing to take pictures for the magazine for free even without paying. Qu Xuemei looked at the glass wall in the office with a certain satisfaction, and the cover photo of Qin Guan, which had been magnified by n times, put her hand on it. It pointed out his sexy and slightly raised chin in the photo.
This is the Maxima I discovered...
These gunpowder smoke filled the air, and the scramble did not affect Qin Guan's good mood at all, because he had already brought back two full boxes of beer from the nearest supermarket near his home.
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