The fat brother can ignore this old thing, but the readers and fans of the ghost blowing the lamp are not so easy to talk to.

"Master Tang, I want to know how much your book has sold, and you can even say the word "book". ”

"Who of you knows where this guy came from? Decades of old writers, and then this is the first book?"

"Didn't you find that his personal introduction was all from this master and that master, and he didn't have a diploma to take a shot?"

"Being a liar is reluctant to spend some money, at least spend money to buy a fake diploma!"

"Have any of you read this book?"

"78 volumes, a total of three volumes, who wants to pay this kind of IQ tax?"

Master Tang couldn't help but be overjoyed when he saw that someone had finally taken care of him, and immediately had a hot fight with the fans of the ghost blowing the lamp.

Master Tang: "Traditional literature is the main road and the mainstream, I advise you not to go further and further on the road of not learning and not knowing......"

Fan: "Do you still represent traditional literature?

Master Tang: "I know that you people are all water army, you actually agree with what I said in your hearts, but you just received this money and did this job, I understand, I understand!"

Fans: "I understand your sister, I understand! Are you embarrassed to say that others are looking for a water army? Where did this strange thing come from!"

Master Tang: "It's useless for me to tell you this, you'll know if you've read my books." ”

The fat brother was happy when he saw it, and he showed his stuffing!

Immediately, he made up a Weibo with a wicked smile on his face: "How can you say that about Master Tang? Do you know how hard he works? Have you read his book? Tell you, I have read it! After reading it, I just want to say one thing - what kind of J Ba thing is written here? So I advise you, don't buy it!"

After the fat brother posted this Weibo, he happily put his mobile phone in his pocket, hummed a little song and went to Lao Huang's recording studio.

"How's it going?"

The fat brother stood outside the studio and looked at Feng Qiu, who was practicing inside, and looked at Dai Zhiyang on the side and asked.

"It's good, the quality of these songs you gave her is very good, and every one of them can be used as the title song. ”

Dai Zhiyang clasped his hands in front of his chest and said lightly.

"By the way, there is one more thing, Feng Qiu's contract will expire next month, do you talk to her or do I talk to her?"

"Was it so short?"

The fat brother turned his head to look at Dai Zhiyang suspiciously.

"I asked you about this, and you agreed. ”

"Well, then you can talk to her, and the proportion of sharing can also be mentioned. ”

The fat brother didn't bother to think about it anymore, and he didn't bother to bother with this kind of process.

"Why didn't you see Lao Huang?"

The fat brother came in for a while only to find that the boss was not there.

"He said something a bit urgent, and we still opened the door with a spare key. ”

Dai Zhiyang replied casually, his eyes kept staring at Feng Qiu, who was practicing singing inside.

The fat brother nodded when he heard this, and didn't say anything more.

When I got home at night, I opened Weibo and found that Master Tang was still tirelessly hurting himself, and a bunch of Master Tang's apprentices and classmates popped up inexplicably, and the fat brother shook his head with a disgusting face, what kind of thing is this, and he is still addicted, isn't it?

The fat brother couldn't help but think of what Chen Li, the head of the Galaxy Film and Television Artist Department, warned him before: The entertainment industry is a vanity fair, if you are too weak, everyone will want to tear off a piece of your meat!

The fat brother was staring at the mobile phone in a daze, and the cold phone rang, it was Dai Zhiyang.

"Hey, old Dai. ”

"Mmmm, I want to tell you about this too, you've already found a good person over there, right?"

"Okay, before you send it, uh, just show me. ”

After hanging up the phone, the fat brother exhaled a long breath, and a thought flashed in an instant, in fact, he built a house in the deep mountains and old forests, raised flowers, fished and planted vegetables every day, and then lived with billions of deposits in the bank card, it should be very good......

Dai Zhiyang's efficiency was faster than he expected, and the studio's announcement was issued early the next morning: for the various untruths and attacks on Mr. Zhou Ran's literary work "Ghost Blowing the Lamp" that have been circulating on the Internet recently, it has caused huge reputation and economic losses to the person concerned, Mr. Zhou Otherwise, for this reason...... Entrusted by the parties...... Lawyer has been hired...... Safeguard the lawful rights and interests of the parties in accordance with the law.

Master Tang was happily counting how many books he had sold in the last few years, and excluding the money for inviting the navy, this money was more than he earned in the previous year before he retired!

After counting the money, Master Tang put on presbyopia, frowned and squinted to see if the gang of sailors on Weibo were lazy, but this brush brushed to the statement of the studio, and suddenly Master Tang felt a little cold in his hands and feet, is this ready to sue me?

"Ringing ringing!"

"Mr. Tang, my publishing house here, our channel bookstore needs to take your books off the shelves for a while, don't worry, there will still be a chance to put them on the shelves after the limelight." ”

Those who do business want to make money in harmony, and no one wants to get involved in this kind of bad luck.

"We said yes...... Hey, hey, hey?!"

A bunch of cowards, who want to make money and are afraid of things, a hairy boy casually said something to scare you away, this little battle is like scaring me away?

Master Tang muttered disdainfully, not realizing that his hands were trembling slightly.

At this moment, Master Tang's daughter came home from work and handed over an envelope: "Dad, your courier has just been picked up for you downstairs, who is it?"

Sting!

"I don't know. ”

Master Tang replied casually while opening the envelope.

As soon as he pulled out the thin piece of paper inside the envelope and saw the three big characters on the header, Master Tang suddenly felt a dazed ......

"Dad, what's wrong with you!"

"Dad, don't scare me!

"Come on, my dad passed out!"

It has been more than half a month since Master Tang was admitted to the hospital, and the new songs of Fat Brother and Feng Qiu have been recorded and will be released on the website, and the plan of the mobile phone business department has finally come out.

However, what makes the fat brother a little puzzled is that he seems to have never heard Dai Zhiyang mention Feng Qiu's renewal recently, could it be that the price has not been negotiated? After thinking about it, the fat brother still decided to call and ask, so as to show the boss's care for the employees.

"Old Dai, has Feng Qiu's contract been completed?"

"I gave it to her half a month ago, she should have signed it, there have been a lot of things recently, and I forgot about this stubble. ”

Dai Zhiyang has a lot of sincerity, and he even feels that he is busier than when he took three or four artists under his hands at the same time and was still in charge of the artist department, mainly because there are too many things for the fat brother to do shit.

"It's okay, you're busy first, I'll ask her. ”

After speaking, the fat brother drove directly to the studio, if nothing else, Feng Qiu should be preparing for the release of a new song tomorrow in the studio.

But when he hurried to the company, he was surprised to find that Feng Qiu was not there, and Gu Pan didn't know where she went, saying that she didn't come at all today, and Gu Pan thought it was a new album announcement.

The fat brother reluctantly took out the phone and dialed Feng Qiu, but the prompt was to turn off the phone.

Is it turned off?

A not-so-good thought rose in the fat brother's heart.

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