Tang Feng's words are more useful than anyone else.

Even if everyone thinks he's crazy, as long as Ling Shuang doesn't come forward, who in the company dares to stop him?

Yang Xin's reason told her that Ling Shuang must be told about this matter, and Tang Feng must not be allowed to come. But for a long time, she didn't move.

"No, if Mr. Ling knows, he will definitely blame Tang Feng. ”

As soon as this thought popped up, Yang Xin was stunned.

She, what the hell is going on?

As for the group of people in the project department, how could they have the power to care what Tang Feng wanted to do and what he didn't want to do, with questions and surprises, he naturally went to work.

It is not a trivial matter to set up a cultural film and television company, but those things naturally do not need Tang Feng to worry about.

Tang Feng's office.

Yang Xin finally said the question in his heart, "Tang Feng, are you serious?"

"You think I'm kidding?"

Looking at the nervous eyes of his little secretary, Tang Feng touched his nose and subconsciously patted his thigh. Then I saw Yang Xinqiao's face turn red as soon as she brushed it, and glared at him fiercely, "What do you mean? Tang Feng! Don't think that if I have changed my opinion of you a little bit in the past few days, you will be able to gain an inch!"

"Huh?"

"I, I'm not that kind of person!"

After speaking, Yang Xin ran out directly in shame, leaving Tang Feng stunned.

What did he say? What does it mean not to be that kind of person?

After thinking about it for a long time, I looked at my posture again.

Ge You was lying on the boss's chair, his legs were spread apart, and one hand subconsciously patted his right leg just now, how does this look like a ......

The little story that the boss and the secretary's office have to tell avi?

Bite!

Tang Feng remembered the pleasant voice of the system in his mind.

Yang Xin's good impression of him has improved again!

"System, you're going to spoil me like this, I'm actually a very upright person. ”

…

"Wait, you let me slow down first, what did you just say?"

Tang Feng didn't have many friends, especially after he returned to Huaxia a few years ago, everything that had been related to him, or everything related to 'madness', had completely disappeared.

But in the past few years, he still has a few friends who can barely talk.

For example, the middle-aged man in front of him who is fat and has a standard greasy uncle.

"I asked, is the copyright of the book you wrote still in your hands?"

Gang Damu, a man who writes novels online to support his family. Tang Feng didn't know what his name was, and the other party didn't know what Tang Feng's real name was.

The two met because they also wrote books, and they have had a good relationship for several years, but they never asked each other about their real identity and background.

As for why Tang Feng could talk to each other, it has to be said that it is fate.

Because of the pseudonyms of the two on the Internet, they collided!

Tang Feng called 'Da Mu Lao Wet', and the other party called 'Gang Da Mu'.

"Nonsense, you and I are those top writers, writing a work and selling the copyright at will, and even having a book title, many companies will come to the door to buy it. ”

There is another similarity between the two, that is, the novels they write are rarely cared for, in the words of their industry, they are a hit on the street.

"Yes, as always. ”

", you also have the face to say me, your book...... No, have you been lucky with shit lately, or have you hugged the lap of the local tyrant and the financier? Why are there so many crazy tips all of a sudden? Let me see, there are at least one or two million tips, right?"

"Envy?"

Tang Feng smiled strangely, and only then did he remember those feats of Ling Shuang before.

Although to Ling Shuang, it was like a small amount of money in hand, but for ordinary people, it was a big deal.

"Changed you, don't envy? No, now you're different. ”

"Okay, just ask, is the copyright still in my hands?"

"Yes, if it weren't for me, I would have been wandering around with my wife and children, why are you asking this?"

"What is the name of your book? I want to think about it, the copyright of "Bloodline of the Martial God"? I am ready to buy it, including all film and television adaptations, games, audio, simplified and traditional Chinese publishing, etc. ”

Tang Feng said in one breath that the establishment of a cultural film and television company is only the first step, since it is going to burn money, it will bloom in an all-round way.

In a word, he is not short of money!

Well, it's his wife who is not short of money, he is only responsible for how to spend it.

"You, didn't you take medicine when you went out, or did you win the lottery?"

"In a word, sell or not. ”

"Sell, of course, sell! Not much, you really want to buy the copyright of my book, 100,000 ...... No, it's all 350,000!"

Tang Feng really wants to kick him away, can't you have a little interest?

100,000 or 350,000? What are you doing as a cabbage?

Seeing Tang Feng rolling his eyes, Gang Damu smiled, "Actually, it can be adapted by copyright, and it will be given to you for free." ”

"If I hadn't known you for a few years, I would have wanted to kick you away. ”

Tang Feng rubbed his forehead, but Gang Damu misunderstood, "I'll just say that, in fact, although the copyright is mine, I also had a contract with the platform at the beginning, and if I really want to sell the copyright, I have to start from the platform, but I heard that the asking price is ...... Not low. ”

Tang Feng then remembered that the platform company where they wrote the book did have this regulation. nodded, "I'll deal with this matter, you wait to collect the money then." ”

"Alas, the illness is not light. ”

Watching Tang Feng leave, a certain online writer sighed, turned on the computer and hurried to write a chapter, it was rare to have the opportunity to drink coffee and pretend to be forced in a place like Daddy Xing, but it couldn't be wasted.

He didn't even think about it.

…

Return to the Tianhai Building.

Tang Feng asked Xu Hong to call over.

This charming woman is very good at dressing herself, wearing a short skirt that is decent and not too enchanting, with a pair of black silk legs and stiletto heels, she does have a little bit of beauty.

It's a pity that Tang Feng just glanced at her and didn't care.

A trace of disappointment flashed on Xu Hong's face, but he still restrained his thoughts, "Mr. Tang, are you looking for me?"

"There's a copyright to a novel, you take charge of it, and buy it directly. ”

"Novel copyright?"

Although Xu Hong was puzzled, she still nodded, she naturally coped with this kind of trivial matter. Then she looked at the information Tang Feng gave her, and couldn't help frowning, "Mr. Tang, this book doesn't seem to be very popular, right?"

She had never heard of the Martial God bloodline.

"No need to ask, just buy it. ”

Although I don't understand why Tang Feng likes this book, Xu Hong didn't ask much, "Okay Mr. Tang, I will contact this platform and the author." ”

Tang Feng personally ordered the matter, Xu Hong naturally did not dare to be sloppy.

In the afternoon of the same day, I personally contacted the website platform and also proposed that I was very interested in the copyright of a novel.

At the same time, the platform company was also confused by this phone call.

"Which book?"

"A fantasy, called the bloodline of the Martial God. ”

The person in charge of this matter couldn't even remember it for a while, and then checked it and found that it was indeed their platform.

It's just that this book is a bit too bleak, isn't it? There is actually a rich man who is blind and looks at it?