When such a big thing happened in the outside world, the editor-in-chief of the second editorial group was sitting at his desk looking at the report.

"Well, yes, this quarter's indicator is up 1,300 percent! Although some of them have to be distributed to the international server, our results have also increased exponentially! Sure enough, it was a hen that laid golden eggs, and ...... tsk."

The editor-in-chief looked at the numbers on the report, his eyes were full of light, and he seemed to see the amount of the year-end bonus during the Chinese New Year this year!

However, within a few seconds, the editor-in-chief began to sigh.

"Hey, this year's performance is actually supported by these two works of West Lake Huang Ji, and in the case of KPI growth next year, I don't know what to use to plug this hole!" The editor-in-chief put down the report in his hand and was helpless.

The thought of the indicators that have been growing year after year makes his brain hurt a little.

"Harry Potter can be published until the end of next year, and 70 percent of the target depends on it, and as for the remaining 30 percent, I don't know if the remaining authors will be able to reach the goal!" The editor-in-chief tugged at his hair and said with a sad face: "If it really can't be filled, it can only make Xihu Huang Ji open a book, anyway, this "Harry Potter" has already been written......"

Just as the editor-in-chief was thinking about how to persuade Madoka Xihu Huang to prepare the next work, Madoka in a black tracksuit appeared in front of him with a serious expression.

"Madoka, has something happened? If there is any problem, you can just say. The editor-in-chief motioned for Xiaoyuan to sit down, and any problems could be discussed slowly, as long as he didn't tell himself that West Lake Huang didn't do anything.

"Editor-in-chief, this is the latest news released by the official bib of the West Lake Huang Ji Film and Television Entertainment Culture Communication Information Technology Studio."

Madoka handed her phone to the editor-in-chief.

"What's the situation? Did the other party sell the copyright to which group? Hey, that's a sky-high income! The editor-in-chief took the mobile phone handed by Xiaoyuan in a broken mind, and when he finished looking at the entire official micro, the whole person suddenly fell into a petrified state.

After being stunned for a long time, the editor-in-chief looked at Xiaoyuan and muttered to himself, "She can draw comics?" ”

Madoka naturally knew who she was referring to in the editor-in-chief's mouth.

So, Madoka shrugged his shoulders with a helpless expression.

"I really don't know about it, she never said it."

The editor-in-chief really wants to open his mouth and curse now.

I was still thinking about how to persuade the other party to open a new book just now, and in less than half a minute, I got this kind of exciting news, which is really ......

The editor-in-chief turned, his hands tapping quickly on the keyboard. Log in to Penguin Comics, enter the name of the work in the search bar, the page jumps, and the work published by Jiang Huo suddenly appeared in front of him.

The majestic and atmospheric cover gives people a sense of shock visually.

Just by a glance, the editor-in-chief was attracted by the string of words on the cover.

Click to read, turn the mouse wheel, nineteen pages and one sentence, and the flip time is only five minutes.

When the editor-in-chief found that the mouse wheel had been dragged to the end, there was a look of unfinished thinking on his face.

"The painting is really good, it completely presents the content described in the text in front of people, I thought it was just a ghostwriting work, but now it seems that it may really be painted by her."

The editor-in-chief sighed, pushed the report in his hand in front of Madoka, and said: "It's troublesome now, I originally hoped that the other party could open a new book next year, so I guess that "Harry Potter" will be all distributed, and this comic will not be finished. ”

Madoka glanced at the numbers on the report, and everything was clear in her heart.

Although all the chapters have been set to be sent on a regular basis, Madoka still logs in to the author's background every day to check the situation, and Jiang Huo's income has exceeded her expectations. Madoka has long been mentally prepared for next year's KPI indicator to be raised, and even if she gets all the data, she won't be surprised.

Placing the report on the editor-in-chief's desk, Madoka retrieved her phone and quietly returned to her seat.

This kind of thing, let's give the editor-in-chief a headache, there is only one thing she can do now.

That is to go to Jiang Huo to settle accounts!

Madoka, who returned to her seat, immediately opened the penguin, found Jiang Huo's avatar, and after clicking on the dialog box, her ten fingers were like the wind, sweeping the keyboard with the momentum of the wind sweeping the leaves, smashing a series of messages.

Madoka's body suddenly appeared with an inexplicable majesty.

It seems that with a single gesture, you can suppress the river fire on the other side of the network at will.

(ノ益)ノ彡┻━┻

It's a pity that Jiang Huo has already locked up the penguin, otherwise, she is afraid that she will be hit by this series of offensives.

After sitting there and knocking for more than ten minutes, Xiao Yuan reacted, how could this Jiang Huo's avatar be dark?

Could it be that the other party is still in class?

(O_O)?

Thinking of this, Madoka only felt that she had gathered all her strength, and a punch actually hit the cotton, and a sense of powerlessness arose.

=_=

Ben was still full of ambition, and she suddenly became a salted fish.

Forget it, it's better to accumulate strength and call Jiang Huo after work.

Jiang Huo, who was painting there, suddenly sneezed, and a series of sounds attracted the attention of the people around him.

Qian Lei, who was sitting there reading a book, raised her head, looked at Jiang Huo's back, and said, "What's wrong with you?" Got a cold? I didn't grab the quilt with you last night! ”

Sun Jing also put down the pen in his hand with concern, and asked Jiang Huo, "Do you need to take a look?" The school's infirmary is not far from our dormitory. ”

Jiang Huo took a few pieces of paper and wiped his nose, shook his head and said: "It's okay, it's okay, I don't have a cold, I guess someone is scolding me behind my back, if I let me know who this person is, I will definitely hang him up and beat him!" ”

"Hey, with your small body, it's okay not to be hung up and beaten by others!" Qian Lei didn't feel like a cold when she heard Jiang Huo's voice, so she sneered: "Hurry up and open a new book!" I don't have anything to spend when I'm free! ”

"What a new book, just read comics when you have nothing to do, I'm busy now!" Jiang Huo raised his left hand halfway and waved it casually.

Jiang Huo's drawing of comics was already known to the people in the entire 417 dormitory, but except for Sun Jing, the other two had not seen Jiang Huo's works, and they didn't know how powerful Jiang Huo's painting skills were.

In the eyes of Qian Lei and Zhao Xuan, Jiang Huo is at most an improvisational work, and he will give up painting after a few days.

Because they have not logged on to the scarf and other portals in the last few hours, it is not clear what is going on.