When I returned to the rental house in Weizhuang Town, Zejun, it was half past nine in the evening.

The rental house is only a dozen square meters, with a bathroom and a kitchen.

Due to the limited space, the kitchen and bathroom are both less than two square meters.

Not counting water and electricity, the rent is 322 per month.

The house was built by a local farmer, the landlord's family lived on the third floor, and the first and second floors for rent combined had 16 rooms, each with a bathroom and kitchen.

Huang Liang took a bath and lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

At eight o'clock in the morning, after a simple wash, I quickly got dressed and went straight to the Bright Crystal Internet Cafe.

I wanted to stand on the pile, but in order to earn some money for medicine, he decided to go to the Internet café first.

Alone at home on the Internet, lonely and bored, he didn't buy a computer.

It's not the same when you go online in an Internet café, the network manager of the Liangjing Internet café is a young and beautiful beauty, who looks very eye-catching, and whenever you are hungry, it is also very convenient to buy food.

The internet café has drinks and instant noodles, a restaurant on the left, and a barbecue stand on the right.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.

With the assistance of medicinal baths and medicinal soups, practicing martial arts can get twice the result with half the effort.

Yes, Huang Liang planned to make some money first, and he set a small goal of 10 million for himself.

I walked into the Internet café, swiped my ID card, turned on my commonly used computer, and logged in to Penguin Music.

After calling up music software, editing eleven Chinese songs, and uploading them, he searched for targets on the Internet.

The same thing, sold to different people, get different profits.

"Chen Jianhua is a king-level singer, and he is not short of money in his hands, but he has no good songs, so he has been silent for a few years."

It took more than half an hour to select a few rich singers, and Huang Liang once again made a music copyright website.

"The review has passed, the copyright is in hand, and from now on, these eleven songs are all my originals."

The system certifies copyrights, and as long as there are no duplicates, the review only takes a few minutes.

Huang Liang logged in to the Penguin communication software and passed ten songs to the five singers' agents.

If there is only one buyer, it is inevitable that the price will be lowered, so finding a few more buyers saves time and trouble.

took out a cigarette and lit it, took a few leisurely puffs, and extinguished the cigarette butt casually, Huang Liang began to type.

Crackling on the keyboard, paragraphs of text appeared on the screen.

"The speed is more than 20,000 words per hour, and today I will fry 200,000 words."

Three hours later, he had lunch at an Internet café and resumed typing.

"More than 100 chapters and more than 200,000 words, enough for a while."

opened the origin novel network and applied to become the author, Huang Liang directly uploaded ten chapters, and set the remaining ninety or so chapters to be automatically updated at the rate of uploading three chapters a day.

"The work of the earth as a god, even if you can't be a god here, you can make a small profit."

After the unfinished self-checkout, Huang Liang turned around and left the Internet café.

"Today is the sixth day of the first lunar month, the day after tomorrow will start construction, and tomorrow I will go to see the house."

At the restaurant next to the Internet café, Huang Liang rode back to the rental house on a battery car.

took out his mobile phone, looked at the information of the house and car on the Internet, and he stood on a mixed yuan pile.

When he was on the island in his dream, he fused various pile methods and turned them into mixed piles.

After a few minutes, his legs became heavy and sore, and Huang Liang gritted his teeth and persevered for a few minutes.

"The physical fitness has been beaten back to its original shape."

Due to his poor physical fitness, he was unable to perform many powerful moves.

In the dream, his realm of strength has reached the peak of his strength, and now his physical fitness is too poor, and he is also weak, of course, when his physical fitness improves, his realm of strength can soar.

After standing for a while, Huang Liang played Xingyi Five Elements Boxing, Tai Chi, Baguazhang, Wing Chun, Baji Boxing, and practiced Yijin Jing, Xingyi Qigong, Longyin Golden Bell Jar, and Tiger Roar Iron Cloth Shirt for a while.

Feeling a lot of pain all over his body, he took a hot bath and lay down on the bed for a while.

I don't know how long it took, but the phone rang.

Looking at the unfamiliar phone number on the screen, Huang Liang pressed the answer button and said, "Hey! ”

"Are you Mr. Huang?" A woman's voice rang in his ears.

"Hmm!" Huang Liang responded.

"Mr. Huang, I'm Chen Jianhua's agent Zhou Manli." The other party introduced himself.

"Oh." Huang Liang replied again.

"Mr. Huang, those ten songs are your original?" Zhou Manli asked.

"Hmm." Huang Liang responded.

"You're going to sell those songs?" Zhou Manli asked again, the other party spoke like gold, either oh or um, which made her cry and laugh.

"Hmm." Huang Liang replied again.

"How much?" Zhou Manli asked again.

"Ten million." Huang Liang said.

"Why don't you grab it?" Zhou Manli said angrily.

"The ten songs sent to you, I also sent them to a few other singers, ten songs are 10 million, if you don't buy them, someone will buy them, and I don't care who those songs are sold to." Huang Liang said disappreciatively.

"Brother Hua, the other party asked for 10 million ......," Zhou Manli turned around and said.

"Buy, buy right away." Chen Jianhua said anxiously, ten songs of good quality, the copyright is sold together, the price of 10 million is not expensive, if he is cut off by others, he can only cry.

"Mr. Huang, where are you?" Zhou Manli asked.

"I'm in Weizhuang Town, Xingfu Ze County, Zhejiang." Huang Liang said.

"Are you free today?" Zhou Manli asked again.

"What's the matter?" Huang Liang asked rhetorically.

"The price of 10 million, we agreed, if you are free today, I will come and sign the contract, I am currently here in Zhezhou." Zhou Manli said.

"Ten million after tax, the contract is ready, if it's okay, you can come over." Huang Liang said indifferently.

In the dream for more than 20 years, what big scene has he not seen? In the face of 10 million cash, he has been able to be indifferent.

"Brother Hua, he wants 10 million after tax." Zhou Manli said.

"Promise him." Chen Jianhua nodded.

"Mr. Huang, we'll come from Zhejiang right away." Zhou Manli said.

"Okay." Huang Liang responded.

From Zhejiang to Weizhuang Town, it only takes more than an hour if there is no traffic jam.

"Ten million in a hurry." Huang Liang secretly felt to himself.

With about 200 classic songs on the other side of the earth, if he sells all the songs at a price of 10 million for 10 songs, he can probably get 200 million in cash.

"The number of songs is limited, and it is not a long-term solution to fish after all, and the better the quality of the medicinal herbs with medicinal soups and medicinal baths, the more expensive the price, and I have to find a few other ways to make money."

A wild 100-year-old ginseng can be sold for millions, or even tens of millions, and there is no market for it.

Without the aid of medicine, the efficiency of martial arts training is minimal.

"Boxing and practicing medicine will be famous, people are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and once they are famous, there will be more trouble."

doesn't want to be surrounded by reporters and chased by fans, Huang Liang just wants to make money and practice martial arts, and doesn't want to be in the limelight.

"What you learn from Turners, Einstein, and those universities should be able to be converted into money."

Shaking his head, no longer thinking about making money, Huang Liang took out a cigarette and lit it, and took a hard puff.

After a while, the phone rang again.

Huang Liang connected and said, "Hey! ”

"Are you Huang Liang, Mr. Huang?" A woman's voice rang out.

"Who are you?" Huang Liang asked rhetorically.

"I'm Cai Pengpeng's agent Xu Zhenzhen." The other party said.

"What's the matter?" Huang Liang asked again.

"Mr. Huang, do you really want to sell those ten songs?" Xu Zhenzhen asked.

"Hmm." Huang Liang responded.

"Two million, how's that?" Xu Zhenzhen asked tentatively.

Huang Liang hung up the phone and pulled the other party into the blacklist.

In the music industry of the Qin Kingdom, it is true that he is a newcomer, but the quality of the song obviously has nothing to do with whether he is a newcomer or not.

Ten classic songs, the other party offered two million, on average, one is only 200,000, is he so stupid?

If the other party offers 10 million and he is in a good mood, he will sell ten songs to the other party from the remaining songs.