Well, it's a rich woman. Feng Wuling nodded in acknowledgment without concealment.

Qin is inexplicably rich, rich is rich, and he is very chicken. A very rich chicken woman, referred to as a rich woman!

He was right to say that, and it wasn't something that would be seen in the dark.

However, even if you are ugly, you still want to eat soft rice, and you don't pee to take care of yourself!

A bunch of stinky and shameless things!

"Your face is perfect if you cover two places! one is the right half of the face and the other is the left half of the face. The little prince couldn't bear it anymore and scolded him.

"Boss, you haven't gotten out of bed for the past two days, have you?" I can tell you, there are only tired cows, not bad land. The more the land is ploughed, the fatter it gets, and the thinner the cattle become. A word of advice to you: Good fire costs charcoal, good woman Fei Han, good car costs oil, good food costs food! You must take care of your health!" Wang Kang imparted his experience to him as a person who had come from the past and in a tone. As he spoke, he pointed at his dark circles shamelessly.

This guy shows off that he has a girlfriend in the red fruit fruit!

"That's it, Boss. The young man didn't know that bullets were expensive, and he cried when he looked at the target. ”

"Huiren Kidney Treasure, hello to her!"

"The obscenity of life is for the sake of the obscene life. ”

"Life is not a kind of filth, but a very heavy obscenity!"

It's all some kind of nonsense, and shit!

Feng Wuling resisted the urge to whip them with his slippers, climbed into his bed, and began to code. Thank me for not killing, animals!

I have to deliver the manuscript to Yang Fan the day after tomorrow, I don't have to sleep tonight, let's stay all night.

It is said that there are those who play games all night, but there are no homework that they do all night. It's good for him to copy the script all night, it's still a horror movie, especially in the middle of the night. No matter how you look at it, it reveals weirdness, and the back of the neck has straight hair.

Sooner or later, you have to go further and further down the road of snake spirit disease!

Coupled with those few animals, some snoring and farting, some grinding their teeth and babbling, and even those who talked in their dreams, almost didn't scare out a heart attack. He almost became the first big pig's trotter in history to be scared to death for copying the script. Fortunately, at three o'clock in the morning, before I met the snake spirit Bai Suzhen, it was finally done.

When I woke up in the morning, I even missed my morning exercise. According to the address given by the elder brother, I took a taxi to the agreed place.

(A pot of tea), a very strange name for a tea house.

Three cups of wine, a pot of tea?

The exterior is a wooden imitation building full of historical atmosphere, and when you open the carved wooden door, you can see the elegant ancient furnishings inside.

On each side of the window is a row of knee-high desks, which are bounded by various screens. There are two futons on both sides of each desk, and there are strange-shaped bonsai on the desk, and there are also four treasures of the study.

A young lady in Hanfu asked him about his purpose and led him straight to the second floor. Looking at the way the young lady turned around step by step, this is to find a remote and quiet room to rob me?

Do I agree, do I agree or do I agree?

However, he thought too much about this stinky and shameless person, and after the young lady took him, she blushed and left.

"Knock knock," "Please come in," he pushed open the wooden door and entered, and was greeted by a screen of ink and blue. Going around the screen, leaning against the south window, is a Chinese-style tatami mat with four small tables half a meter wide on it.

There were two people sitting on the ground behind their respective small tables, the one on the east side was the senior brother Nan Siyuan, and the one on the west side was a very rich middle-aged man, looking like a Maitreya Buddha. When they saw him come in, they both stood up.

"Ling Zi come and pull! Come on, let me introduce you. This is my little junior brother, Feng Wuling, the author of (Slam Dunk) and (Dragon Ball). This is You Yong, the president of our magazine. Nan Siyuan was in the center and introduced the two of them to each other.

Nan Siyuan did not introduce his cursive characters, because few people use them now, and he is only in the teacher's house that people call him cursive characters.

"Hello President You, just call me Ling Zi. Feng Wuling bowed very politely.

You Yong on the other side was stunned for a moment, this is the legendary famous comic supreme god, so young?

So handsome?

You're not going to be a star?

What a waste!

Hearing the other party's words, he quickly came back to his senses and hurriedly said, "Oh, hello, hello, hello." I'll have a relationship with your senior brother as an equal, I'll trust you to the big, you just call me Brother You. Sit, sit, sit, come and taste my golden altar tongue. ”

The three of them sat cross-legged behind their small tea tables. You Yong held the pot and poured him a cup of tea, and he hurriedly thanked him.

Pale cyan tea, clear and elegant. The tea leaves are like a bird's tongue, and the roots are erect, which makes people feel refreshed and happy, and some can't bear to put down their mouths.

You Yong is also a very straightforward person, and after saying a few polite words, he went straight to the point. "Brother Siyuan has already explained the matter to me, and we have discussed it for two more days and decided to talk to you. To be honest, no one can refuse such a big temptation. But I still have to make it clear to you, there are many difficulties. ”

Feng Wuling put down the teacup, looked directly into his gaze, and said, "It's a little difficult, but it's not as complicated as you think. It's a very simple thing, you just add a comic section, and you don't have to worry about publicity. ”

When Nan Siyuan and You Yong heard this, Qi frowned, very speechless.

This young man speaks, why is he so unreliable. No hair on the mouth, can't do things well?

"We only sell more than 2,000 copies per issue. How many copies of People's Animation Weekly are sold? Now each issue is about 400,000 copies! What kind of concept is this? We are not enough for a fraction of others!" You Yong looked at him like this, and he couldn't suppress his anger, and his voice became louder and louder.

This young man is very handsome on the outside, and being able to draw (Slam Dunk) proves that his strength is also very strong, could it be that he is a technical dog again?

I only know how to draw comics, but I don't know anything about business management and the like.

The gap between their Magician Weekly and Anime Weekly is almost like the gap between Earth and U Shield, almost incomparable.

Nan Siyuan nodded after listening, rubbed the teacup with his right hand, and said thoughtfully, "(Slam Dunk) can now become the hottest comic in China, and Animation Weekly has contributed a lot." After all, it was already one of the largest animation magazines in China before this, and now it is a step forward. And our magazine is too weak, and fame is the biggest flaw. ”

The biggest generation gap between Feng Wuling and the two of them is that compared to his identity as an anime boss, his other identities are more awesome and more famous. And the two of them are not very clear.

Although Xu Mingzhou mentioned it to Nan Siyuan, it was obvious that with his age thinking, he had never thought about this aspect at all.

It's no wonder that your magazine only sells more than 2,000 copies per issue, and if it doesn't go out of business, it's a big fate.

"Cough" "The third senior brother should have mentioned my other identities to you, and to put it bluntly, I am now a demigod in the entertainment industry." If I let the wind blow in the circle, it will be windy, and if I let it rain in the circle, it will rain. "Feng Wuling is very shameless and blowing, and he doesn't care if the cow can stand it, he can't stand it.

It's better to die than to brag!