Chapter 151

The next day.

Chaoyang media, President's office.

Xu Yuan sat behind his desk, looking at a report from his secretary in his hand. His face was overcast.

His Mediterranean hairstyle, which was once ridiculed by Su Chen, is now covered with a well groomed wig, which seems to be a lot of spirit.

Last time in the elevator by Su Chen pointed out in public that too much sex, body deficit caused hair loss after the fact, he felt all face lost.

However, he did feel increasingly weak, so he took time to go to the hospital to look for a familiar doctor. Who knows that the doctor's diagnosis is really no different from what Su Chen said.

Xu Yuan also realized that he couldn't go on like this, so he insisted on tonifying his body with the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by his doctor. On hot days, he also insisted on soaking wolfberry in the thermos cup.

Nearly a month later, the appearance is really much better.

And the wig on his head is a high-grade product that he specially brought back from abroad with his friends, which is enough to confuse the fake with the real.

As for Chen Tian culture, an old opponent, he has been paying close attention to it. He also expects the Zhao family and Shen family to let it go bankrupt.

However, not long ago, the precarious chentian culture actually came back to life, and Changkong film and television with the Qin family as the background actually increased investment.

He also inquired through some channels. It seems that chentian culture has found a new script called "Liangjian", which has been strongly supported by Changkong film and television.

Later, the Zhao family suddenly collapsed, and the Shen family did not have any movement. Instead, chentian culture climbed the big tree of the Qin family and flourished.

Although I don't know why the general manager Qin of Changkong film and television would support chentian culture in this way, Xu Yuan also noticed a great sense of crisis and kept people staring at the actions of chentian culture.

This is not true. Yesterday, the novel "Liangjian" was sold all over the city, so he asked people to keep an eye on the first day's sales data of Liangjian. After the statistical results came out, the secretary brought it to him at the first time.

However, after seeing the result, he was not calm.

How could that be possible? It's not scientific!

Just on the first day, Liangjian sold more than 50000 copies.

You know, he spent a lot of money to dig up soldiers to attack. It's been nearly a month, and the sales volume is only less than 20000 more than this.

What's more, the author of the soldier attack is already a well-known old writer of war themes, and has a lot of fans.

And what "Sulin" came out of the alley? He never heard of it!

"Xiao Li, is this report wrong?" Xu Yuan frowned and asked the secretary.

Secretary Miao Li is a woman about 30 years old. She is not very beautiful, but she has a good figure. Her mature amorous feelings are well displayed in her decent professional clothes.

"Mr. Xu, this report is correct. I have asked people to verify it several times. This book is really selling well. Many bookstores were out of stock yesterday." Miao Li looks at Xu Yuan with a little teasing in her eyes.

She didn't know what was going on. No matter how she hinted at this period of time, the old lecher pretended to be stupid for her. She had been staring at a bag for a long time recently and was reluctant to buy it with her salary of several months.

"How can the sales volume of this bright sword be so large?" Xu Yuan ignored her bitter eyes and asked calmly.

"Then I don't know." Miao Li shakes her head helplessly, and her charming eyes continue to make eyes.

"All right, you go out and have someone investigate the origin of Sulin!" Xu Yuan waved his hand without changing his face.

Miao Li was unwilling to leave the office. After taking the door of the office, she couldn't help murmuring: "this old guy can't be that one anymore."

"This fox seducer almost let me not hold back."

In the office, Xu Yuan wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, picked up the thermos cup on the table, and slowly drank the tea made by medlar. A pair of small eyes narrowed slightly, thinking about the current situation.

Similar to chentian culture, soldiers' attack is the most important project of their Chaoyang Culture at present. They have invested a lot of manpower and financial resources. If this battle is lost, Chaoyang media may always be subordinate to chentian culture.

This is absolutely not allowed to happen.

For a long time, he put down the thermos cup, picked up the mobile phone on the side and dialed the phone of he Bing, the author of the soldier's attack.

"Mr. Xu? What can I do for you? "

After the phone was connected, a middle-aged man's voice came.

"Mr. He, Chen Tian culture sold the novel of Liangjian yesterday, do you know?" Xu Yuan asked..

"Is it? I didn't pay much attention to that. " He Bing replied.

"Mr. He, do you know how many copies of this sword were sold yesterday? That's 50000 copies Xu Yuan's voice improved a few points.

"It's impossible. How can war novels sell so much on the first day, unless they pay for the sales and want to build momentum for the later TV series?" He Bing resolutely said."I don't believe it, but our people have checked it carefully. It is true that many people are buying this book. It is said that some bookstores in Mordor were out of stock yesterday."

"Who wrote the book?" After he Bing was silent for a moment, he asked in a cold voice.

"What's the pen name? Su Lin, Mr. He, have you heard of it?"

"Sulin? I haven't heard of it. It's impossible that I haven't heard of a famous writer about military war. "

"So, Mr. He, my secretary has already bought two copies of this bright sword. I'll send you one. Let's read the book first. We'll have a dinner together in the evening and talk about how to deal with it."

"Yes

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Su Chen drove back to school in the morning. Before he could go back to his dorm to have a rest, Professor Zhang Wenbo called and asked him to gather up for the math contest.

No way, Su Chen can only turn around to gather at the school gate.

There is a school bus at the school gate.

"Su Chen, hurry up. I'll be waiting for you." Zhang Wenbo stood at the door and waved to him.

Su Chen quickened his pace and walked past.

"Why are you empty handed, student ID cards and test tools?" Zhang Wenbo frowned and asked.

"Professor Zhang, you didn't say you would go so early. I've just arrived at the school, and I've just arrived. I haven't prepared yet. But the student ID card and ID card are in my wallet. I'll buy pens and pens when I get there." Su Chen explains in a hurry.

"That's the only way. You don't care about the competition at all!" Professor Zhang gave him a reproachful look, took out a card and handed it to him: "this is your entry card."

Su Chen takes over the competition card and gets on the car with Zhang Wenbo.

In addition to the driver, there are more than ten students sitting on the bus, both boys and girls. Some of them are holding file bags, and some are carrying bags directly. They are all well prepared, but he is empty handed.

See Su Chen get on the car, several girls are eyes bright up.

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