Although he always likes to talk serious nonsense, and likes to say idioms such as seeing the seams, falling in love over time, deep-rooted, and groundless, but once he talks about the right thing, he can be radiant and sonorous, and the whole person is glowing with a charm that he can't describe at all, which not only makes her intoxicated, but also makes her happy nose sour and her eyes hot......

Rubbing her nose, Tong Tiantian realized that she was unconsciously a nymphomaniac, glanced at the beautiful editor Zhang Yan, and found that this beautiful editor, who was used to being cold and elegant, seemed to be shining and shining, and her eyes were full of uncontrollable excitement and admiration, which made her feel a little jealous, and she had the courage to rub her toes on his legs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fu Zhengyi glanced at Tong Tiantian, seeing that her eyebrows were crooked and her smile was full, but her toes were still moving slowly under the table, and the itchy feeling made him feel a wave in his heart, thinking that maybe when he was done with business, he might as well bring her to justice on the spot in her office......

As a top student of the Literature Department of Yan University, Zhang Yan's attention has been completely concentrated, his analysis, his inference, and the future he described are as if a new world has opened up in front of her eyes, making her heart that has been completely dead come alive again. "So that is to say, in the future, it is really possible to publish novels on the Internet as a real career, if the writing is good and wonderful, then it is really possible to earn an annual salary of more than one million or more than ten million?"

"Uh...... Writing novels on the Internet as a profession, in the rapid development of the Internet is not difficult, it can even be said to be a very simple thing, sacrifice a little entertainment time, work hard every day to write out and publish it on the Internet for serialization, after a period of natural elimination, whether you can eat this bowl of rice is far simpler and clearer than slowly boiling in the workplace......"

Speaking of this, Fu Zhengyi paused to concentrate his attention a bit, and then continued. "In addition, the question you raised is very good, I can answer you clearly, writing online novels is definitely a way to make a living! A good one can not only have a reputation and gain the respect of the society, but also be able to take it as a lifelong career! Under the current social situation, if there is any means of making a living that allows practitioners to do 'everything without asking for anyone', presumably only this industry can give it! Now the website has just begun to develop, and the guaranteed income of a few hundred yuan a month is enough for those who are willing to develop in this industry to try it, and when there are online writers with an annual income of more than 10 million or 100 million in the future, the concept of big IP will also come into being and bloom with dazzling brilliance!"

"Great! Great!"

Zhang Yan stood up excitedly, so startled that Tong Tiantian hurriedly withdrew her foot, glanced at her weakly, and saw that she was happy and excited, but it didn't seem like she was aware of the small actions she was doing under the table, so she breathed a sigh of relief.

Fu Zhengyi pressed his hand down, and waited for Zhang Yan to sit down again, and then said seriously. "However, there is one thing that needs to be extra strict, that is, plagiarism is the mortal enemy of this industry, and it is absolutely intolerable! No matter how big the interests are involved, no matter how talented and talented authors are involved, the website must not be tolerated! This is the principle, and it is also the bottom line that is absolutely not allowed to be touched......

Before Fu Zhengyi's words were finished, people outside the office suddenly boiled.

"Who are you responsible here? Come out! Get out quickly! What is it if you don't come out......

"You can't go in, you can't go in......"

"You have the ability to call the police! See what the people from the police station can say! Go, go! Hurry up! Everyone look for it together! We must find their responsible person today and talk about it well, and say ......."

Bang Dang!

The door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside, and an old man with white hair and an angry face stretched out his head and glanced at it and then retreated, but after less than ten seconds, the old man broke in again, glanced at the three people in the conference room, and finally looked at Zhang Yan who was dressed in a suit and tube skirt.

"You're the person in charge here, aren't you? Okay, good! I'm arresting you! Do you know what literature is? Literature is an art that uses language and writing as a tool, an art that vividly reflects objective reality and expresses a writer's spiritual world, a tool that can express inner feelings, and a tool that can reproduce the social life of a certain period and a certain region, and is sacred, elegant, and cannot be desecrated......

was pointed at his nose and reprimanded, Zhang Yan was instantly stunned.

Tong Tiantian saw that there were a few others who followed the old man and also broke in, although they were all neatly dressed and did not look like the kind of people in society, they still stood up nervously and hid behind Fu Zhengyi, grabbing his shirt.

The staff who were blocked outside were also in a hurry. "Hey! You people are still unreasonable? This is the company, not your backyard! If you say you can break in, you can enter as soon as you say you're going in, you should come out quickly, the phone from the police station has already been called, and the security guards of the building will be ...... immediately."

An old lady with silver hair walked over, looked Zhang Yan up and down, and said with a regretful face. "Child, you can't waste sacred literature like this for that little money, you are very beautiful, even if you don't have a high education, you have to cherish and love yourself, you can't let your youth leave any stains......"

Zhang Yan finally came to her senses and stood up. "Hey, how do you talk to this old lady? Why do you want me to cherish myself? What am I doing? Who are you?"

The old lady was not angry, but looked at Zhang Yan with more and more pity and sighed. "Girl, the palace of literature really does not tolerate desecration, don't think that anyone can be called a writer, and not everyone can write......

Before the old lady finished speaking, several men wearing building security uniforms rushed in, and the security captain with a meaty face raised the rubber stick in his hand high, and when he saw clearly what kind of people in front of him and what age they were, he had a little headache, and put down the rubber stick that was raised high, and then said to the old man who spoke first. "Who are you? Who are you? Do you understand the reason, do you know that there is a royal law? Do you dare to break into any place? Seeing that you are not young, why don't you even understand the most basic truths? Come on, come on, don't bother to talk nonsense with you, hurry out......