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Future Magazine, on the other hand, sold just over 100 copies on the first day, which is very few.

Last month compared to the first day of this month, that's a lot.

When the second uncle got this data, his face changed slightly.

I sighed a little helplessly, which was also expected to happen.

Then it was sent to Ding Feng, but unfortunately Ding Feng's mobile phone was turned off without power, so naturally he didn't receive this message.

"Meeting!"

The second uncle stood up suddenly, sorted out the documents, walked out of the editor-in-chief's room, slapped the table, and shouted loudly.

He knew in his heart that he couldn't go on like this.

Those editors were a little surprised for a moment, after all, the current "Future Magazine" has fallen to this extent, and the last meeting was a year ago.

However, the current "Future Magazine" is already on the verge of bankruptcy, to this extent, what is there to hold a meeting?

The people below were talking about it, and the second uncle's face turned dark, and he slapped the table continuously, and said loudly: "I said a meeting!" "Future Magazine" hasn't gone out of business yet! ”

At this time, a burst of sneering came in outside the door of the magazine, which made the second uncle feel disgusted, "Even if it doesn't go out of business, I think it's going to be fast, how long can you last?" ”

The second uncle's face became even more gloomy, looking at the fat man who walked in, dressed in a black suit, with a fat face and a smile piled up, which was disgusting.

"How long will it last? Hum! Maybe you can fight back! The second uncle snorted.

"Haha! Jedi Fight Back? It's the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life! Jedi Fight Back? Old man Ding, did you take the wrong medicine? The fat man's face was full of sneers, and there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.

"You still want to fight back? I admit it, the Luzhou month you dug up, it is indeed a very good article "One Day Prisoner", but you want the Jedi to fight back? Hahaha! Do you think he can kiss the wind! It's ridiculous! ”

In the fat man's tone, he did not hide his arrogance at all.

Under one sentence, all the editors' faces changed, and for a while, under the exchange of heads and ears, people were panicked, and the second uncle secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and shouted: "Quiet! ”

He knew that the fat man was disturbing the morale of the army, no matter how strong the fortress was, once the interior collapsed, the so-called iron wall was just a joke, not to mention the fact that the results of the first day were shocked by the impact of the first day.

I can't help it.

"Yan Kefan! I'm telling you, it's not until the last minute! I don't know if I lose or die! Don't get complacent too soon! Only Future Magazine, which died in battle! Future Magazine without surrender! Even in the end, "Future Magazine" is the only one left with me, Ding Dashan! I won't sell you "Science Fiction Planet" either! ”

The second uncle's face was firm, with an iron-blooded look, his tone was extremely thick, and a momentum on his body rose suddenly, making the fat man's face ugly, black as ink.

"Good! Very good! Ding Dashan! The fat man was a little angry, looked at the people behind the second uncle, and said loudly: "Do you think that "Future Magazine" still has a way to live!" Impossible! Those who are willing to come to our "Science Fiction Planet" now, all preferential treatment! Be self-aware! ”

Hearing the fat man's words, the second uncle was a little angry, but he didn't have anything to do.

Under the fat man's words, the remaining more than ten people were a little shaken, and their faces changed a little.

"I ...... Join "Science Fiction Planet", editor-in-chief, sorry, I still have a wife and children to support, sorry. ”

A middle-aged man stood up and said to the second uncle.

"He Wei, you ...... Huh! ”

The second uncle's face was a little ugly, but then he sighed, shook his head, and waved his hand, "Let's go!" Whoever else wants to go, let's go! ”

After finishing speaking, the second uncle closed his eyes and did not look at anyone.

With the first person taking the lead, soon, the people behind the second uncle said sorry one by one and left the second uncle's side.

In the end, standing behind the second uncle, there was no one left, all the editors, all left!

"Haha! Old man Ding, you are really sad, fourteen editors! None of them want to follow you! ”

The fat man smiled coldly, with mockery in his eyes, and said mercilessly.

"Even if that's the case, how can it be, if no one is following, then fight with you one by one!"

The second uncle looked at the fat man coldly, and a trace of ridicule was outlined at the corner of his mouth, but he didn't know whether he was mocking himself or Yan Kefan, and the cold tone made the fat man's body tremble, and a bad premonition rose to his heart.

"Good! Then I'll see how you fight with our "Science Fiction Planet" alone! ”

The fat man froze and thought to himself: "Is it possible that a huge "Science Fiction Planet" can't fight a small third-rate magazine?" ”

"Well said! Even if there is only one soldier left, even if the last drop of blood is shed, even if the last drop of sweat is shed, we will not flinch! Never surrender! ”

A voice of some vicissitudes came in outside the peeling mahogany door, and only saw a middle-aged man in a wheelchair, slowly pushed in by a young man, this is the editor-in-chief of "Future Magazine" who was once surprised, Editor-in-Chief Xue!

Whether it was standing behind the fat man, the former editor of "Future Magazine", or Ding Dashan, his body was shaken, especially those editors behind the fat man, who felt a little guilty and reluctant, but they were quickly washed away.

"Old Xue." The second uncle called out and nodded at him, and the two of them glanced at each other with a strong determination in their eyes.

"I don't blame you for leaving, but from now on, we don't have any relationship!" Editor-in-chief Xue pointed at those editors and said in a light tone.

Hearing this, those editors seemed to have something in their hearts, and they shattered in an instant.

The fat man bit his lip, "Good! Two old things! I'll let you die completely! ”

After finishing speaking, he turned around directly and walked outside, with a faint anger flashing in his eyes.

However, just after the fat man left "Future Magazine", the second uncle sat down on the chair next to him, as if he had aged a lot in an instant.

"Lao Ding......" Editor-in-Chief Xue said slowly.

The second uncle looked at Editor-in-Chief Xue, smiled far-fetchedly, and said, "Old Xue, there are only two of us left this time......

"Haha! Start all over again! More than a decade ago we could have been at the top, so we can do even better this time! ”

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