Ladies and gentlemen, I'm going to show you...... This one!

The black doorknob, which looked inconspicuous, slowly opened with a soft click, revealing a strange scene hidden behind the door.

In the bright light of the magic of illumination, an oval-shaped silver-white hall was completely presented to everyone, and two huge curtains hung down from above, with large bright red characters written on them, the one on the left reading "Time is money, renewal is king", and the one on the right read "We don't create books, we are the porters of books".

Well, the ghost only knew what these two curtains meant, and a large group of booksellers standing at the door looked at each other with strange faces, until Lin Taiping made an invitation gesture with a smile on his face, and they walked into the hall blankly, looking around curiously and surprised, and let out strange exclamations from time to time.

The silver-white hall can probably accommodate hundreds of people, but it is divided into dense small grids by wooden boards, and fifty or sixty pig-headed monsters have a small grid in their hands, panting while wiping their sweaty heads, and occasionally stopping out of breath, grabbing the steaming cream cake next to them, and stuffing them into their mouths in two bites.

After each page, they would scream and throw the manuscript into the air, and then a servant standing next to them would rush over and carefully put the page away and bind it with the previous content...... Incredibly, the process is shockingly fast, and any pig-headed monster can write thousands of words in an hour.

And in the middle of a large crowd of pig-headed monsters flying like a pen, Instein the pig wears the high golden hat. Walking around triumphantly, stopping from time to time, waving a heavy alchemy book. Expressing one's opinion on a work, its high-spirited screams can be heard throughout the hall.

"Hurry up, hurry up, this book "Is the Golden Scale a Thing in the Pool", it was named by Speaker Federer and those councillors, they have been waiting for the update for three whole days, and they must finish writing a new chapter before sunset today. This is related to the income of five hundred gold coins. ”

"Stupid, who told you to abuse the master, it's strange that someone will be willing to buy this kind of thing when it is written. I re-wrote it.,As the protagonist, if you don't soak in a dozen girls.,How can I'm sorry for those readers who spend money.,And.。 The title of the book is also not attractive enough. There is no love at all in the Water Margin, so I changed it to "The Story of One Hundred and Five Men and Three Women". ”

"What? "Love is Deep and Rainy" has been written, very good, to give you a new outline, this time the title is called "Meteorite Garden", don't ask me, how do I know why there are such strange place names, anyway, remember to write the four male protagonists handsomely. It's better to be handsome enough to make those female readers drool together and become nymphomaniacs. ”

Dumbfounded, the booksellers who walked in to visit were dumbfounded. They swore they had never seen such a way of creating, and this kind of collective horror creation did not look like writing a book at all, but more like producing wine.

What's even more speechless is that these guys who are working on the assembly line are all stupid pig-headed monsters, they seem to be collectively possessed by great writers, and they don't even need to make any drafts, even if they are casually written, they can take them out and make a lot of money.

So, looking at the large stack of manuscripts that had been bound into volumes, a large group of booksellers trembled with excitement, and immediately surrounded Lin Taiping: "The gods are above, dear Mr. Lin, please be sure to hand over the copyright of these books to us, such as the "Falling Star Garden", I can swear to you that this book will definitely sell for ......"

"Of course, you can go to Instein. Lin Taiping stretched out his hand very irresponsibly, "By the way, this guy is now the vice president of our publishing house, no matter what type of book you want, you can find it." ”

Before he could speak, the booksellers who couldn't wait turned around and rushed over, directly surrounding Pig Instein, and Mr. Dess, who took the lead, took out a large stack of golden tickets and stuffed them directly into Pig Instein's arms: "Dear Mr. Pig Instein, are we here to talk about cooperation, I really want a few works similar to "The Lord of the Rings", you see......"

"No problem, nothing is wrong in front of me, the smartest brain in the world. Instein waved his hooves indifferently and pulled out a large stack of dense outline lists of titles from his arms, "Oh roar, you just said what you want, by the way, it's a best-selling novel, so look here, you can choose whatever you like." ”

Very good and powerful, Mr. Des trembled and took the list of titles and outlines, and after just one glance, he fainted with happiness, and a dozen pages of lists came up, with the names of hundreds of works written - "20,000 Leagues Under the Sea", "Robinson Crusoe", "Dragonlance Chronicles", "Harry Potter", "Sherlock Holmes", "Rhode Island Wars", ......

At this moment, Mr. Des woke up with tears streaming down his face, but he soon fainted again, because only a few seconds later, Instein took out another list and handed it to the booksellers next to him: "What? Do you want the kind of "Golden Scales in the Pool"...... Oh roar, humans are shameless, but I have a lot of them here. ”

Well, this time it was the turn of the booksellers to faint together, and then a large group of people immediately swarmed up and snatched all of Pig Instein's list, and looked at it for a long time, and they finally turned their heads together with trembling: "Mr. Pig Instein, we only have one question, how long will it take for you and your people to complete a set of works?"

"Well, if it's 300,000 words, it's about two days. Instein thought about it very seriously, and pushed the golden top hat a little ashamedly, "What, wouldn't it be too slow?"

A large group of booksellers were about to spew blood en masse, and at this moment, they had never thought that a pig would be so cute and handsome, and Mr. Des even wanted to rush up and kiss the pig's head heavily.

Then, just a few seconds later, Instein was overwhelmed by a frantic crowd of all sorts of golden tickets and all sorts of contracts flying everywhere. Instein didn't even have to do anything, just snap his hooves on those contracts and staggered with a bunch of golden tickets.

There is no reason, there is no reason. Mr. Cohen finally squeezed in, and was kicked out by the crowd, so he could only hold Lin Taiping pitifully and said with tears in his eyes: "Lin, dear Lin, don't you plan to leave some for me, even if it's just a few copies." ”

"Well...... Lin Taiping lit a cigar. gave a very ruthless answer, "To be honest, I really didn't intend for you to publish on your behalf." ”

It's like being viciously trampled to the ground by a dragon. Mr. Cohen's face suddenly turned pale, trembled and stretched out his fingers, he suddenly turned around and hugged his three daughters, beat his chest and burst into tears: "Woo woo." Forest. I didn't think you were this kind of person, after you cheated on my daughter, you immediately turned your face and didn't recognize people, and you abandoned it from the beginning to the beginning, and you abandoned it from the beginning. ”

"When did I cheat them?" Lin Taiping was speechless and desperately rolled his eyes, and grabbed Mr. Cohen, who was about to hit the table, "Calm down, calm down." At least listen to me first, I mean -- I'm going to leave the publishing house in your hands!"

What? in an instant. The audience was silent, and the large group of booksellers who were besieging Instein there suddenly turned their heads neatly, and stared at Mr. Cohen with the red eyes of envy and jealousy.

Unbelievable, Mr. Cohen almost suspected that something was wrong with his ears, and it wasn't until a long, long time later that he turned his head blankly and looked at the little daughter beside him: "Jenny, can you pinch me, why do I think I'm dreaming?"

"You're not dreaming, it's true. Lin Taiping poured a cup of coffee and handed it over, and said with a smile on his face, "In fact, not only the publishing house, but also my evening newspaper and the magazine "Men's Wear", I plan to hand it over to you to take care of, of course, the profit share you get will not be very high, about only half of it." ”

The booksellers next to him are all red-eyed and thick-necked, the gods are above, these industries are simply bottomless gold coin bags, not to mention half-finished, even if there is only one thousandth of the profit, it is enough for the dead fat man to get rich overnight.

In fact, Mr. Cohen was about to have a high blood pressure attack at the thought of being able to lie down in the pile of gold coins every night, but he never understood why Lin would leave the evening newspaper and the publishing house to someone else.

"Because, I'm probably going to go far away. Lin Taiping touched something in his arms and said with a smile, "To be more precise, I will probably have to leave the Horn Sea for a while and go to other sea areas to see, after I leave, I need a business-minded person to help take care of it, so the question now is, Cohen, are you interested in helping me ......"

Yes The booksellers in the back immediately raised their heads and chests, eager to stand on their tiptoes, woo woo, dear Mr. Lin, we are also very business-minded, at least much smarter than that dead fat man, why do you only choose him and not us?

That's right, Mr. Cohen has the same problem, whether it is when it comes to assets or business acumen, he is not an excellent kind, and the only thing that is outstanding about him is that he has three very beautiful and lovely daughters......

"Can you change the subject?" Lin Taiping was really completely speechless, and simply reached out to put his hand on Mr. Cohen's shoulder, and explained very seriously, "Yes, there are indeed many people who are better than you, but the reason why I chose you is very simple, because- you are the first human friend I have met since I came to Contens...... Uh, Christine's guy is definitely not human!"

At this moment, Mr. Cohen suddenly fell silent, his fat face trembled slightly, and his little eyes became moist, he suddenly felt that some of his previous practices seemed to be too shameless, it turned out that in Lin's heart, he was not a profiteer who could be abandoned at any time, but a real friend...... Hmm, friend, how long has it been since I've heard that word?

"Of course, we've always been friends. Lin Taiping took out a cigar and handed it over with a smile, "Anla, don't be so bloody, you just need to tell me if you are interested in helping me." ”

Unexpectedly, Mr. Cohen did not nod desperately, and in the strange silence, he bowed his head in silence, and it was not until a long, long time later that he suddenly looked up as if he had made up his mind, and his face was flushed with shame.

"Lin, I want to apologize to you, there's something I've been lying to you about. ”

"Uh, what's it, did you embezzle our money before?"

"Of course not, but didn't I always say that I want to marry all my daughters to you?"

"So?"

"Actually, in addition to Jenny, I also have a very beautiful illegitimate daughter......"

".................." (To be continued......