the next day.
Chaoyang Media, President's Office.
Xu Yuan sat behind his desk and looked at a secretary's report in his hand, his face was uncertain.
His Mediterranean hairstyle, which Su Chen had ridiculed, has now been covered by a well-groomed wig, and he looks much more energetic.
Last time in the elevator, after Su Chen publicly pointed out the fact that he had too much sex and his body was short of hair loss, he felt ashamed.
However, he did feel that his body was getting weaker and weaker, so he took the time to go to the hospital to see a familiar doctor, who knew that the doctor's diagnosis was really not much different from what Su Chen said.
Xu Yuan also realized that he couldn't go on like this, so he insisted on nourishing his body with the traditional Chinese medicine prescribed by the doctor, made up his mind not to touch women, and insisted on soaking wolfberry in a thermos in hot weather.
Nearly a month has passed, and her complexion has really improved a lot.
And the wig on his head is a high-end product that he specially dragged his friends back from abroad, which is enough to distinguish the real one from the real one.
He has been paying attention to Chentian Culture, an old rival, and is also looking forward to the Zhao family and Shen family letting it go bankrupt.
However, not long ago, Chentian Culture, which was already in jeopardy, came back to life, and Changkong Film and Television, with the Qin family as its background, actually increased its investment.
He also inquired through some channels. Chentian Culture seems to have found a new script called "Bright Sword", which has received strong support from Changkong Film and Television.
Later, the Zhao family suddenly collapsed, and the Shen family didn't make any movement. On the contrary, Chentian culture climbed up the big tree of the Qin family, thriving.
Although I don't know why the president of Changkong Film and Television, Qin, supports Chentian Culture so much, but Xu Yuan also senses a huge sense of crisis, and makes people stare at Chentian Culture's actions.
No, the novel "Bright Sword" was released in the city yesterday, and he made people stare at the sales data of Bright Sword on the first day. After the statistical results came out, the secretary immediately brought them over for him.
However, after seeing this result, he was not calm at all.
How is this possible? Unscientific!
On the first day alone, Bright Sword sold more than 50,000 copies.
You know, it's been almost a month since he spent a lot of money to recruit soldiers to attack, and the sales volume is only less than 20,000 more than this.
Moreover, the author of Attack on Soldiers is already a well-known veteran author of war themes, and he already has a lot of fans.
And this "Su Lin" came out of which alley, he had never heard of it!
"Xiao Li, is there a mistake in this report?" Xu Yuan frowned and asked the secretary.
The secretary Miao Li is a woman in her thirties. She is not particularly beautiful, but she has a good figure. She is dressed in a decent business attire that well shows her mature style.
"Mr. Xu, this report is correct. I have had people check it several times. This book is indeed very popular. Many bookstores were out of stock yesterday." Miao Li looked at Xu Yuan with resentful eyes, With a little provocative meaning.
She doesn't know what's going on, no matter what she hints during this time, this old pervert is actually pretending to be stupid to her. She has been eyeing a bag for a long time recently, and she is reluctant to buy it with her salary of a few months.
"Then how come there are so many sales of Bright Sword?" Xu Yuan ignored her resentful eyes and asked with a serious face.
"Then I don't know." Miao Li shook her head helplessly, her charming eyes continued to flirt.
"Okay, you go out, let someone investigate who this Su Lin is from!" Xu Yuan waved his hand without changing his expression.
Miao Li looked unwilling to leave the office, and behind the door of the office, she couldn't help muttering: "This old guy is the one who can't do it!"
"This vixen, I almost couldn't hold back."
In the office, Xu Yuan wiped the cold sweat off his forehead, picked up the thermos cup on the table, opened it, and slowly drank the tea made with goji berries. His pair of small eyes narrowed slightly, thinking about the current situation.
Similar to Chentian Culture, Soldiers Attack is currently the most important project of their Chaoyang Culture, and they have invested a lot of human and financial resources. If they lose this battle, then their Chaoyang Media may always be subordinated to Chentian Culture.
This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to happen.
After a long time, he put down the thermos, picked up the mobile phone beside him and dialed the number of He Bing, the author of Attack on Soldiers.
"President Xu? What's the matter?"
After the call was connected, a middle-aged man's voice came.
"Mr. He, Chentian Culture released Liangjian's novel yesterday, did you know?" Xu Yuan asked. .
"Really? I didn't pay much attention to this." He Bing replied.
"Mr. He, do you know how many copies of this bright sword were sold yesterday? A total of 50,000 copies!" Xu Yuan's voice raised a little.
"It's impossible. War-themed novels, how could they sell so much on the first day, unless they paid for the sales themselves and wanted to create momentum for the next TV series!" He Bing said decisively.
"I don't really believe it either, but our people have checked it carefully. Indeed, many people are buying this book. It is said that some bookstores in Shanghai were out of stock yesterday."
"Who wrote this book?" He Bing asked in a cold voice after a moment of silence.
"What is the pen name Su Lin, Mr. He, have you heard of it?"
"Su Lin? I haven't heard of it. It's impossible for me not to have heard of any well-known writer on the subject of military warfare."
"Well, Mr. He, my secretary has already bought two copies of this bright sword. I'll send you one. Let's read this book first. Let's have dinner together in the evening and talk about how to deal with this matter."
"Row!"
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Su Chen drove back to school in the morning, and before he could go back to the dormitory to rest, Professor Zhang Wenbo called and asked him to gather for the math competition.
There was no other way, Su Chen could only turn around and gather at the school gate.
There is a school bus parked at the school gate.
"Su Chen, hurry up, I'll be waiting for you." Zhang Wenbo stood at the car door, waving at him and urging him.
Su Chen quickened his pace and walked over.
"Why are you empty-handed, what about your student ID card and exam tools?" Zhang Wenbo asked with a frown.
"Professor Zhang, you didn't say you would go so early. I just arrived at the school and rushed over when I received your call. I haven't prepared yet, but my student ID card and ID card are in my wallet, pens, etc. Buy it when you get there!" Su Chen hurriedly explained.
"It can only be like this, you bastard, why don't you take this competition seriously!" Professor Zhang gave him a reproachful look, took out a card and handed it to him: "This is your entry card."
Su Chen took the entry pass and got into the car with Zhang Wenbo.
In addition to the driver, there were more than a dozen students sitting on the bus, both boys and girls, some with file bags, and some with bags on their backs. They were all fully prepared, but he was the only one with empty hands.
Seeing Su Chen getting into the car, the pupils of the girls lit up.
(end of this chapter)