Liu Qing has already begun to calculate how much income she can earn from that five percent of the shares in a year.

Although the company is small now, its ability to make profits is still quite strong.

Only four months have passed in a year, and the net profit has already reached tens of millions.

Although the majority of this is owned by Fang Hao personally, the company can share millions of commissions.

If all those profits are used for dividends, he can get 50,000 for 1 million.

Millions, that's a six-figure income.

And it's only been a little bit of the year.

Who knows how much to gain in the future?

When you calculate it, you can't help but be happy.

- With such an income, it is already lv5 level in the online literature industry, and a little expansion can be called an online literature boss.

The average boutique author has not yet reached such heights.

Thinking that he can now be on an equal footing with those lv5-level bigwigs in the online literature industry in terms of income, I have a fluttering feeling.

It's such a cool feeling!

Those online bigwigs are not without the possibility of getting rich overnight, for example, if their works sell copyrights, then they may get millions.

But so what?

The shares he now owns in Haoran Culture Company are valued at five million.

He felt that Fang Hao was still in its infancy, and as long as he continued to operate well, the company's valuation would be able to reach a higher height.

After thanking Fang Hao fiercely, he shared the news with a group of authors composed of him and several other employees of the company.

- In fact, it is a work group in disguise, but there are no Fang Hao and Ye Wenwen in this group.

He also shared the news, and there was a burst of exclamations in the group:

"Liu Da, you are still awesome, and now you are already a shareholder of the company!"

"Our company is valued at over 100 million yuan, and Liu Da, you are also a millionaire now, so you have to give out red envelopes!"

"Liu Da, your decision to give up online literature was too correct, if you want to continue to mix there, where is the happiness you have now?"

"Envy, jealousy, hatred!"

"When will we be as good as Liu Da!"

"Sit back and wait for Liu Da's red envelope. ”

Liu Qing sent a big red envelope of 100 yuan in the group, and then told them:

"You don't need to envy me, you still have a chance. ”

"I tell you this, not to show off to you, but to let you know that our boss is quite generous. As long as you contribute to the company, you will be able to reap the corresponding rewards. ”

"We used to be the same on the streets, and what I can do, I'm sure you can do too. ”

"Our company is not big yet, but I believe that our company has a great future. Although you came later than me, in a few years, when our company grows and grows, you will be the company's veterans, and the company will definitely not forget your contributions. ”

"So, do your best, gentlemen!"

"My today is your tomorrow!"

Under his instigation, those former online writers who rushed to the street were enthusiastic.

Of course, they also wish they could have such a day.

In Haoran Culture Communication Company, what they can do is not just package the express.

They have all established their own public accounts, and they have also established their own accounts on several mainstream video platforms, and they have also begun to use Fang Hao's account on Weibo to attract traffic to themselves.

There is already a little foundation.

As long as it continues to operate well, it can produce some good content, and it can still make economic >> for the company

economic benefits.

It's just that I didn't have much passion to do such a thing before, but now that I was stimulated by Liu Qing's success, that passion came up.

Who knows if they will be rewarded with shares like Liu Qing in the future?

This possibility is much more likely than the possibility of them becoming gods in a single book.

They started coming up with all sorts of brain-opening ideas in this group of authors.

Online writers have never lacked brains.

The enthusiasm of the company's employees was immediately aroused.

Of course, these Fang Hao didn't know.

After chatting on WeChat for only half an hour, Guo Miaomiao, who had taken a bath, changed into pajamas and walked out and asked him, "Do you want to take a bath now?"

She wears pajamas made of thicker fabrics.

I wanted to seduce Fang Hao, but she was very self-aware of her figure, mediocre, and there was no temptation to show it.

It might as well be wrapped tightly.

However, she knew that her legs were longer and thinner, and her legs were quite good-looking, so her legs were still exposed.

To be exact, she was just wearing a relatively long pajamas.

Not the knee-length dressing gown.

There are more exposed legs, white and tender, and they are quite eye-catching.

I wore this pajamas.

- Of course, to put it mildly, I also wore a pair of slippers.

When he walked out, his face was red, and he didn't dare to meet Fang Hao's gaze.

Fang Hao glanced up at her, didn't see anything special, and said, "Okay, I'll go later." ”

Said in the work group and withdrew.

Then they each replied to Qu Wan'er and Chi Jiao, and got up to take a bath.

Qu Wan'er sent him a message: "Brother Hao, are you there?"

Fang Hao replied: "I'm going to take a bath." ”

The message sent by Chi Jiao was: "Xiaohao, congratulations on becoming the image spokesperson of the Rende Charity Foundation. ”

Fang Hao replied: "Hmm." ”

Very cold.

He got out of bed and threw his phone on the bed.

Guo Miaomiao looked at the mobile phone and scratched her heart.

I wanted to pick up my phone and see who Fang Hao was chatting with.

But the few times I put my hand there, it retracted.

I wanted to, but I didn't dare.

Her relationship with Fang Hao is very fragile, she hasn't even slept before, and now she is just pretending to be boyfriend and girlfriend.

Looking at people's mobile phones is a very taboo thing, she is afraid that after Fang Hao finds out, the two of them will be completely finished.

In the end, I endured it.

When I sat in front of the dresser and dried my hair, my eyes were always looking at the mobile phone thrown on the bed, but I didn't dare to touch it.

With her hair dry, she climbed onto the bed and sat down in the middle of it, pretending to watch TV.

There was a quilt on the bed, but she didn't cover it.

- If you put on the quilt, won't these legs be exposed?

Looking at the hem of that pajama, I felt that the hem was too long for a while, and it blocked the important content, so I pulled it up.

After a while, I felt that the hem was too short, and I couldn't cover anything, which seemed too deliberate.

Pull it down again.

Tossing and tossing, Fang Hao came out of the shower.

Fang Hao came out wearing a pair of slippers.

He came out wearing a pair of slippers.