In the two chapters uploaded by Lu Buxin, the portable grandfather in the coiling dragon ring began to exert his power, and Lin Lei learned to refine the forging body fluid, and his strength began to improve rapidly.

"Enjoyable!"

At this time, in a villa not far from Xu Chao, a black man was staring at the screen, reading the two newly updated chapters of "Fighting the Broken Panlong" in one go, and couldn't help shouting.

After shouting, he covered his mouth nervously and looked around, but fortunately no one came in his study.

"It's so dangerous, if it is known that labor and management read online novels, they will not be laughed at to death, but this novel is also too good-looking, the author actually did not sign a contract, or labor and management have to reward a league leader. ”

This black man's name is Wang Ming, he is Xu Chao's hair young, and Xu Chao was born in a scholarly family, his family conditions are not good, he has not read any books, he came out to do business very early, and now he is as successful as Xu Chao. But it may be that he has low self-esteem, he pretends to be a cultural person to the outside world, and he always holds a copy of "Legend" or something when he goes out.

But Wang Ming can see those stories such as serving the country with loyalty, in fact, he likes to read this kind of open-minded online text in private, but unfortunately the status of online literature in this world is too low, he is embarrassed to tell others, even his old friend Xu Chao doesn't know his hobby.

Xu Chao also finished reading two chapters, and he didn't speak for a long time, he couldn't look down on his doctor's degree and writing that was so white, but for some reason he was attracted.

After a long time, he sighed: "It is the entanglement that I will be attracted by a book that is not very good, which is unprecedented." ”

He didn't know that there was another person who was as entangled as him, and that person was in insomnia at this time, and this person was the editor-in-chief of Fengyun Novel Network.

said that he was the editor-in-chief, but in fact, he was the editor in charge of the artist.

Fengyun Novel Network is under the oppression of traditional media, it can only be said that he is barely alive, there are only three people in the whole station who edit him together, and there are no more than ten staff members, who makes the online article have a bad reputation now, and even he, the editor-in-chief, only dares to use his online name to meet people.

Ming Jian actually noticed "Fighting the Broken Coiled Dragon" this morning, and there were only four hundred and thirty-two books in the entire Fengyun novel, how could he not see the new book released.

But this book, the writing is too white, and it's not a routine at all with the current popular online articles, and the whole setting has never been seen at all, but he was just attracted to look down, especially after reading the latest two chapters, this feeling is even stronger.

reminded him of quitting smoking for a few years, which felt the same as when he was addicted to smoking, but he still couldn't make up his mind to sign a contract, which means that the website has to bear an extra full attendance, which is five hundred.

Now they are all white-collar workers with a monthly salary of just over 1,000 years, so in fact, Fengyun's full attendance is still quite considerable, so the signing standard is unusually high, of course, if it is not so, it will not attract people to engage in the unseemly online literature industry.

Fengyun is at a critical moment of financing, and now the website has been hovering on the verge of loss, and every time an additional author is signed, there may be a deficit immediately, and if the financial statements are lost, then the next step of financing will be more difficult.

Thinking of the famous sword here, he sighed: "Forget it, let's take a look at it again, if this book can still maintain this rhythm, I will sign it." ”

Mingjian slammed the computer shut and went to bed, but where could he sleep, tossing and turning until the sky was bright before he fell asleep in a daze.

"Chatter, I'm hungry!"

Lu Bu was once again woken up by Yingying in the dream of praising spring, which was a foodie.

"Yingying, didn't I say don't call me chatter, call me godfather. Lu Bu tried to save Ying Ying from the path of the pit father.

Ying Ying asked strangely, "Porter, isn't this a coolie?"

Lu Bu taught little Lori earnestly: "It's the godfather, that's what the godfather means." ”

Ying Ying didn't take it to heart at all: "Don't, it's not good to listen to or good to chatter." ”

"Don't call it, you're not allowed to eat breakfast. Lu Bu pretended to be angry and sacrificed a killer move to deal with foodies.

Not to mention that this trick is really effective, Ying Ying suddenly stopped talking, and sacrificed the stunt of one crying, two troubles and three hangings that only adult women can do, and tears kept rolling in her eyes.

Lu Bu lost his temper now, so he had to say patiently: "Ying Ying, as long as you shout the chatter godfather, I will take you to eat Kengde chicken today." ”

Ying Ying twitched and said: "Tofu, I, I don't want to eat chicken, I want to drink millet porridge and eat dumplings." ”

"It's not tofu it's rot, it's not rotten, it's not rotten, although you can call me old beans, but I haven't ground tofu yet. ”

"That's old tofu, it's not delicious, it's delicious in the morning, and the tofu brain is delicious. ”

After tossing for a long time, Lu Bu was knocked unconscious, so he had to give up, and still let Ying Ying shout to himself, but there were more old words in front, so he was upgraded to an old chatter.

"Sister Shilan, this little monster will be handed over to you. ”

Lu Bu once again handed over this difficult task to Zhao Shilan.

"What a little monster, Yingying is well-behaved, and will help me clean the room. ”

Zhao Shilan happily picked up Yingying, not taking it as a burden at all.

"And cleaning? Are we talking about a thing?"

Lu Bu saw the murderous gaze cast by the two beauties, one big and one small, and quickly changed his words: "Oh, Yingying, it's not a thing." ”

Seeing that the gaze projected was about to cut him with a thousand knives, Lu Bu was about to find a way to slip away quickly, when suddenly there was a vibration in his pocket, and he escaped downstairs with his mobile phone.

"Is this Mr. Lu?"

It was a very polite female voice on the phone, but Lu Bu was sure that he didn't know him, so he also asked politely, "It's me, who are you?"

"I'm the editor of Jianghu Magazine, would you like to meet today? Let's talk about the copyright of "Sword and Sea Eagle Yang". ”

"Of course it's convenient, then I'll come to the magazine now, why don't I come, meet at the Yuxuan Cafe near my house, okay, I'll see you in an hour." ”

Lu Bu hung up the phone, and he was secretly strange, this editor of "Jianghu" was very caring, and he actually arranged to meet in a café, which did not conform to the style of a big magazine at all.

But he only thought that the magazine was thirsty for talent, so he went back to the house and changed into decent clothes and walked to the café, no matter how he said that he was half a master near his home, there was no reason to let the guests wait, don't look at Lu Bu's big grin, after so many years of being a dragon, this bit of sophistication still understands.

Although it was near Lu Bu's house, there were also a few kilometers away, and he didn't have a car to travel, so he trotted all the way.

At this time, facing an old man from Gulai, Lu Bu was about to dodge and avoid it, but he didn't expect the old man to suddenly fall down against him.

Lu Bu didn't even face the old man, but the old man fell towards him, and at this time he suspected that he had cultivated internal strength and could hurt people in the air.

"Damn, it's not good to meet the porcelain. ”

Lu Bu immediately sweated down.