Rebirth of the Godly Prodigal - Chapter 411

[Chapter 370: The Battle of the Young Master (6)]

Chenhui Building, end point on the eighth floor.

“Director Zhang, according to statistics, Fengyun’s daily IP has exceeded the 2.4 million mark and is still rising sharply.” The secretary stood in front of supervisor Zhang Wenyang with sweat on his face and said carefully: “And now There have been more than 3,500 books updated in three days, and they are about to catch up with us. Director Zhang, look at this…”

“There must be help from experts in this situation.” Zhang Wenyang tapped his fingers on the writing table. On the table, he slowly said: “The six major strategies have obviously captured the key parts. We never thought of this before. It seems that the enemy is very powerful this time.”

“Yes, Director Zhang, what should we do? Do you want to find a way to fight back? “The secretary said anxiously: “It’s not possible to just sit and wait! How about we ask the young master?”

“Well, does the young master know about this now?” road.

“I probably don’t know yet, Director Zhang, what do you mean…” the secretary asked.

Zhang Wenyang rubbed his chin and thought for a while, then said: “Let me report first to see what the young master means and if there are any instructions.”

“Okay!”

…

“Dali, the news just came from the book station. “The number of novels updated in Fengyun has skyrocketed in recent days.” Tang Muxin looked at Hong Dali, who was lying on Li Nianwei’s lap about to take a nap, and said anxiously: “Now the number of novels updated in three days has exceeded 3,000. Let’s The end point is now only 4,000 yuan. If we continue like this, we will lose!”

“Oh… That’s not a big problem. It’s okay…” Hong Dali said listlessly, “What does it matter to me? It doesn’t matter! La…”

“You are really…” Tang Muxin wanted to kick him hard: “Can you stop being so heartless!”

Hong Dali didn’t hesitate at all: “No!”

Tang Muxin said angrily: “I lost. Fifty million, fifty million! It’s not a small number. All those who won before will be lost!”

“I know,” Hong Dali turned over and continued to prepare for bed: “You tell them to do whatever they want.

“Ahhhh!” Tang Muxin said frantically: “You don’t care at all!”

“This book station was originally intended for wasteful people…” Hong Dali muttered: “I don’t care whether it makes money or not!

“

?”

Tang Muxin said dejectedly: “Forget it, I asked them to find a way, you are really defeated, you prodigal!”

“Wrong,” Hong Dali pointed out a finger: “It’s a super prodigal!”

…

Eighth floor. end.

“Director Zhang. The young master, the young master said…” The secretary swallowed hard: “The young master said that we should take care of it.”

“Huh…” Zhang Wenyang took a deep breath, Said: “It seems that this time is really difficult to handle! Well, that’s it. You inform the Finance Department to make the latest welfare policy. Since the other party is so willing to burn money, then naturally we have to keep up. Put the author The benefits will be increased, and readers will be given discounts for reading. “

Okay.” The secretary thought for a while and asked, “What about the mobile reading client?”

“Add some recommendations to the mobile reading client. “

“Zhang Wenyang thought for a while and said: “For now, let’s take a safe approach and ignore whether the other party’s data is good or not. In short, they can burn money, and we can also burn money, but we can’t completely imitate the other party. , in this way, you first go to the finance department to apply for some funds, advertise more, gain popularity, and at the same time go to the article forum to expose the income from the mobile reading client. For the author, income is the most real thing. , Go!”

“Okay!”

…

Just as the battle between the terminal and Fengyun began, in an inconspicuous corner of the literary world, something that was not a big deal happened.

On July 24, 2014, a chapter of the fantasy novel “Martial Soul” serialized in Fengyun was updated. More than ten hours later, the update stopped on July 25. Just as readers were anxiously waiting for the content of the next chapter, “Martial Soul” updated a single chapter.

The title of the single chapter is “A fantasy dream came to an abrupt end when the author Luoxue died suddenly.” “

The content only has one sentence: “On July 25, 2014, the author Luo Xue died suddenly in front of the computer.”

In the Fengyun Writers Group –

Author 1: “Have you all heard? Our website’s bought-out writer Luo Xue died suddenly. In front of the computer, it’s so sad!”

Author 2: “I heard that, oh, who would have thought that this person would disappear after saying he was gone?”

Author 3: “Speaking of which, Luoxue and I are a little bit different .

As for friendship, he is a very good person. When I asked him to recommend chapters of my book when the results were not very good, he gave it to me without saying anything. What a pity, he is such a good person…”

Author 4 : “The latest news is out, do you want to hear it?”

Author 1: “Of course, tell me quickly!”

Author 4: “The buyout price for Luoxue is one hundred words per thousand words, but he is a speed writer, writing every day He had to code more than 20,000 words. His sudden death was due to exhaustion. What a pity.”

Author 2: “I see, but the buyout price of 100 words is not low. Why did he work so hard?”

Author 4 : “Speaking of which, he has taken up all of our standing. Originally, according to his performance, about 20 per thousand words is about the same. But his qualifications are senior. During the merger, in order to retain people, the boss above gave him He quoted a price of 100 words for 1000 words. I heard that he has a disabled father at home, his mother has no income, and he has a younger sister who wants to go to school, so he works hard to make money by coding for 1000 words! One hundred, 20,000 words a day, 60,000 yuan a month, which is a lot, but this is not enough. He has to treat his father’s illness and prepare money for the house for the wedding. He originally spent this period of time working hard, but who knows. It’s such a pity that this happened, oh…”

Author 3: “It’s such a pity. My family must be very sad. Is there anything you can say to me?”

Author 4: “Not yet, I don’t know what the station can do. Waiting for news.”

…

In the center of Tianjing, the Pilun Office Building, sixth floor, Fengyun Headquarters.

Gomoto Hikari, Shiraishi Kazuma and others were sitting on the sofa at Fengyun Headquarters, looking at the documents in their hands.

“Master Wuben,” Shiraishi and Ma asked Wubenguang after reading all the documents: “The author of “Martial Soul” Luoxue died suddenly. What are your plans for this matter?”

“It’s just an author. If he dies, he will die. “His buyout price is not low.” Wu Benguang put the document aside: “His subscription price is not high, just to take care of him.” It’s just his qualifications. He’s not from my own empire, so he’s dead. I don’t want to waste any more money on him.”

“Well, he’s a useless abandoner,” Shiraishi Kazuma said. “I can only express my regrets.”

Fengyun General Manager Liu stood in front of the two people with fear. Cautiously asked: “What about this matter? What do you two mean…”

“Downplay it.” Shiraishi and Ma slowly said: “Cancel all subsequent recommendations for his book. I believe this matter will be resolved soon.” It will be forgotten. Remember, we have to make a profit in the future. We have invested a lot of money and cannot continue like this.”

“Okay… Okay…”

9pm on July 25, 2014

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The novel “Martial Soul” that was being recommended in the category was quietly replaced by another book. The entire process was done without any notice and without attracting anyone’s attention.

…

July 26th.

A loyal reader of “Martial Soul” wanted to read the book through the recommended position as always, but found that the book originally on the recommended position was actually replaced by another one. After searching for a while, this reader determined that he could not find it, and then he could only go to the bookshelf to read – not all readers would read updates on the bookshelf, and obviously, this reader was one of them.

Then soon, he discovered that “Martial Soul” could not be found on the bookshelf.

Within the reader group –

Reader: “Do you know what happened to Wu Po? Why is it that the recommendation position is down and can’t even be found on the bookshelf? What happened?”

Reader 1: “Wu Po? It seems that the author is dead. “It

‘s a pity. It is said that he died suddenly on the keyboard due to overwork.”

Reader 2: “Yes, it’s pitiful. I wanted to subscribe to his book as a token of appreciation, but now I can’t even search for it.”

Reader. : “What does standing mean? There is no expression at all?”

Reader 3: “It should be downplayed. It is estimated that everyone will completely forget this book in a few days. There are not many people reading it. It is just the behavior of standing It’s so heart-wrenching, ugh…”

In the group of authors –

Author 1: “Did you notice that “Martial Soul” is gone? I can’t find it.”

Author 2: “If you don’t tell me, I really didn’t pay attention. I didn’t. “

Author 3: “Oh, this is not done properly…”

…

the end.

“Director Zhang, I heard that a writer named Luoxue from Fengyun died suddenly in the past two days. Do you think we should take any action?” the secretary asked Zhang Wenyang.

“The writer died suddenly?” Zhang Wenyang touched his chin: “This is really tragic. Ask the young master. He should have some ideas. Our young master is very kind-hearted. I believe he will take action. We Just don’t interfere yet.”

“Okay.”

…

Caiwei Film and Television, Ninth Floor, Chenhui Building.

“Oh? You said a writer died suddenly? This is really a sad thing.” Hong Dali touched his chin: “Can you contact the author’s family?”

The secretary shook his head and said: “The contact information is only Fengyun It’s only available over there. We can’t contact him at the moment.”

“Is that so…” Hong Dali thought for a while and took out his cell phone: “Let me ask!”

The call was quickly dialed and Hong Dali asked, “Master Wuben. Ah, hello, hey, I want to ask, do you have the contact number of Luoxue?

“Oh? What do you think, Master Dali?” Wu Benguang sneered: “I do have the contact number.

” Okay, then, I’ll buy the copyright of his book, and you can set a price,” Hong Dali said.

“Young Master Dali wants to buy the copyright of his book?” Wu Benguang was delighted. Hong Dali, a prodigal son, actually came to his door. At this time, he didn’t wait until he said, “One million.”

The result. Hong Dali nodded directly without thinking: “Okay!”. )