Chenhui Building, Chinese website on the eighth floor.
"OK!"
Zhang Wenyang touched his chin and thought for a while, then said: "Let's report it first and see what the young master means and whether there are any instructions."
…
"Director Zhang, according to statistics, Fengyun Chinese Network's daily IP has exceeded the 2.4 million mark, and it is still rising sharply." The secretary stood in front of the supervisor Zhang Wenyang with sweat on his face, and said carefully: "And that Bian has updated more than 3,500 books in three days, and is about to catch up with us. Director Zhang, look at this... "
"That's it..." Hong Dali thought for a moment and took out his mobile phone: "I'll ask!"
Reader 3: "It should be downplayed. It is estimated that everyone will completely forget this book in a few days. Not many people read it in the first place. It's just the behavior of the website that makes people feel cold, ugh... "
"The writer died suddenly?" Zhang Wenyang touched his chin: "This is indeed quite tragic. Ask the young master. He should have some ideas. Our young master is very kind-hearted and I believe he will take action. Let’s not interfere yet.”
Just when the battle between the Dingmin Chinese website and Fengyun Chinese website was going on, in an inconspicuous corner of the online literary world, something that was not a big deal happened.
The secretary shook his head and said: "The contact information is only available on the Fengyun Chinese website, and we can't get in touch at the moment."
In the center of Tianjing, on the sixth floor of Pailun Office Building, Fengyun Chinese Network Headquarters.
"This Fengyun Chinese Network must have expert help." Zhang Wenyang tapped his fingers on the desktop of the writing desk and said slowly: "Those six strategies obviously captured key parts. We didn't think of this before. It seems The enemy is very strong this time."
Author 3: "Oh, this is not done properly..."
"Okay... ok..."
"Yes, Director Zhang, what should we do then? Should we find a way to fight back?" The secretary said anxiously: "Sitting and waiting like this is not an option! How about we ask the young master?"
Reader 3: "It should be downplayed. It is estimated that everyone will completely forget this book in a few days. Not many people read it in the first place. It's just the behavior of the website that makes people feel cold, ugh... "
…
"Well, does the young master know about this now?" Zhang Wenyang asked.
Author 3: "What a pity. My family must be very sad, right? Is there any response from the website?"
"Huh..." Zhang Wenyang took a deep breath and said: "It seems that this time is really difficult to handle! Well, let's do this. You inform the Finance Department to make the latest welfare policy. Since the other party is like this If we are willing to spend money, then we naturally have to keep up. We will increase the benefits for authors and give readers a discount for reading books.”
General Manager Liu of Fengyun Chinese Network stood in front of the two men fearfully and asked cautiously: "What do you two mean about this matter..."
"I probably don't know yet, Director Zhang, what do you mean..." the secretary asked.
The secretary shook his head and said: "The contact information is only available on the Fengyun Chinese website, and we can't get in touch at the moment."
Tang Muxin was dejected: "Forget it, I'll tell them to find a way on their own. I'm really defeated by you, you loser!"
As a result, Hong Dali nodded directly without thinking: "Okay!"
Terminal Chinese website.
"OK!"
"This Fengyun Chinese Network must have expert help." Zhang Wenyang tapped his fingers on the desktop of the writing desk and said slowly: "Those six strategies obviously captured key parts. We didn't think of this before. It seems The enemy is very strong this time."
Zhang Wenyang touched his chin and thought for a while, then said: "Let's report it first and see what the young master means and whether there are any instructions."
"OK."
"Director Zhang, I heard that a writer named Luo Xue died suddenly at Fengyun Chinese Network in the past two days. Do you think we should take any action?" the secretary asked Zhang Wenyang.
Reader: "Do you know what's going on with Wu Po? Why is it down the list of recommendations and can't even be found on the bookshelf? What happened?"
"Ahhh!" Tang Muxin said frantically, "You don't care at all!"
"Okay." The secretary thought for a while and then asked: "What about the mobile reading client?"
The novel "Martial Soul" that was being recommended in the category was quietly replaced by another book. The entire process was done without any notice and without attracting anyone's attention.
Reader 2: "Yes, it's pitiful. I wanted to subscribe to his book as a sign of gratitude, but now I can't even search for it."
The title of the single chapter is "A fantasy dream came to an abrupt end when the author Luoxue died suddenly." 》
"OK!"
Author 4: "Not yet. I don't know what the website can do. Let's wait for news."
Then soon, he discovered that "Martial Soul" could not be found on the bookshelf.
…
"Ahhh!" Tang Muxin said frantically, "You don't care at all!"
As a result, Hong Dali nodded directly without thinking: "Okay!"
"OK."
"Dali, the news just came from the bookstore. The number of novels updated on the Fengyun Chinese website has skyrocketed in recent days." Tang Muxin looked at Hong Dali, who was lying on Li Nianwei's lap about to take a nap, and said anxiously: "Now within three days The number of updated novels has exceeded 3,000, and our Destination Chinese website now only has about 4,000 novels. If this continues, we will lose!"
"Well, a useless abandoned son." Shiraishi and Ma nodded: "I can only express my regrets."
Within the author group—
Author 2: "I heard about it, oh, who would have thought that this person would disappear after saying no, he is so fragile."
"Oh... That's not a big problem, it's okay..." Hong Dali said listlessly, "What do I think is a big deal? It doesn't matter..."
"OK."
…
"You are really..." Tang Muxin wanted to kick him hard: "Can you stop being so heartless!"
"Oh? Master Dali, do you have any ideas?" Wu Benguang sneered: "I do have your contact information."
"Add a few recommendation positions for mobile reading." Zhang Wenyang thought for a while and said: "For now, let's adopt a safe policy first. Don't worry about whether the other party's data is good or bad. In short, they can burn money, and we can also burn it. Money. But we can’t completely learn from each other. In this way, you first go to the finance department to apply for some funds, advertise more, gain popularity, and at the same time go to the online forum to expose the income of the mobile reading client. For the author For me, income is the most real thing, so go!”
…
Reader: "Do you know what's going on with Wu Po? Why is it down the list of recommendations and can't even be found on the bookshelf? What happened?"
Gomoto Hikari, Shiraishi Kazuma and others were sitting on the sofa at the headquarters of Fengyun Chinese Network, looking at the documents in their hands.
Hong Dali didn't hesitate at all: "No!"
"OK!"
"Okay." The secretary thought for a while and then asked: "What about the mobile reading client?"
Gomoto Hikari, Shiraishi Kazuma and others were sitting on the sofa at the headquarters of Fengyun Chinese Network, looking at the documents in their hands.
"This book station was originally meant to be used by prodigal people..." Hong Dali muttered, "I don't care whether I make money or not?"
"Huh..." Zhang Wenyang took a deep breath and said: "It seems that this time is really difficult to handle! Well, let's do this. You inform the Finance Department to make the latest welfare policy. Since the other party is like this If we are willing to spend money, then we naturally have to keep up. We will increase the benefits for authors and give readers a discount for reading books.”
"Okay, let's do this. I'll buy the copyright of his book, and you set a price." Hong Dali said.
Tang Muxin said angrily: "If you lose, it's 50 million, 50 million! It's not a small number, you will lose everything you won before!"
"Young Master Dali wants to buy the copyright of his book?" Wu Benguang was delighted. Hong Dali, a prodigal son, actually came to his door. At this time, he didn't wait until he said, "One million."
As a result, Hong Dali nodded directly without thinking: "Okay!"
"I know." Hong Dali turned over and continued to prepare for bed: "Just ask them to figure it out."
"I probably don't know yet, Director Zhang, what do you mean..." the secretary asked.
Chenhui Building, Caiwei Film and Television on the ninth floor.
Reader: "What does the website mean? It doesn't express anything at all?"
Author 3: "Speaking of which, I have some friendship with Luoxue. He is a very nice person. When I asked him for a chapter recommendation for my book, which did not do well, he gave it to me without saying anything. Oh, what a pity. Oh, such a good person..."
"You are really..." Tang Muxin wanted to kick him hard: "Can you stop being so heartless!"
Tang Muxin was dejected: "Forget it, I'll tell them to find a way on their own. I'm really defeated by you, you loser!"
"OK!"
"Wrong." Hong Dali stretched out a finger: "He is a super prodigal!"
"Ahhh!" Tang Muxin said frantically, "You don't care at all!"
"It's just an author. He's dead when he dies. His buyout price is not low." Wu Benguang put the document aside casually: "His subscription is not high. We offered him such a high buyout price before. The price is just to take care of his qualifications. He is not a member of our Japanese empire, so he will die if he dies. I don't plan to waste any more money on him."
As a result, Hong Dali nodded directly without thinking: "Okay!"
Within the readership—
"Add a few recommendation positions for mobile reading." Zhang Wenyang thought for a while and said: "For now, let's adopt a safe policy first. Don't worry about whether the other party's data is good or bad. In short, they can burn money, and we can also burn it. Money. But we can’t completely learn from each other. In this way, you first go to the finance department to apply for some funds, advertise more, gain popularity, and at the same time go to the online forum to expose the income of the mobile reading client. For the author For me, income is the most real thing, so go!”
"I know." Hong Dali turned over and continued to prepare for bed: "Just ask them to figure it out."
Author 2: "I heard about it, oh, who would have thought that this person would disappear after saying no, he is so fragile."
"Wrong." Hong Dali stretched out a finger: "He is a super prodigal!"
Author 4: "The latest news is out, do you want to listen to it?"
"This book station was originally meant to be used by prodigal people..." Hong Dali muttered, "I don't care whether I make money or not?"
Author 1: "Have you discovered it? "Martial Soul" is gone and can't be found."
Fengyun Chinese website author group—
"Director Zhang, the young master, the young master said..." The secretary swallowed hard: "The young master said that we should take care of it."
Chenhui Building, Chinese website on the eighth floor.
…
Tang Muxin was dejected: "Forget it, I'll tell them to find a way on their own. I'm really defeated by you, you loser!"
"Okay... ok..."
Author 3: "Speaking of which, I have some friendship with Luoxue. He is a very nice person. When I asked him for a chapter recommendation for my book, which did not do well, he gave it to me without saying anything. Oh, what a pity. Oh, such a good person..."
"OK!"
…
"Okay." The secretary thought for a while and then asked: "What about the mobile reading client?"
Zhang Wenyang touched his chin and thought for a while, then said: "Let's report it first and see what the young master means and whether there are any instructions."
…
"Wrong." Hong Dali stretched out a finger: "He is a super prodigal!"
"Downplay it." Shiraishi Kazuma said slowly: "Cancel all subsequent recommendations for his book. I believe this matter will be forgotten soon. Remember, we will make profits in the future, and now we have invested We have invested a lot of money and we cannot continue like this.”
"I probably don't know yet, Director Zhang, what do you mean..." the secretary asked.
Reader 2: "Yes, it's pitiful. I wanted to subscribe to his book as a sign of gratitude, but now I can't even search for it."
"Oh? Master Dali, do you have any ideas?" Wu Benguang sneered: "I do have your contact information."
…
"Oh... That's not a big problem, it's okay..." Hong Dali said listlessly, "What do I think is a big deal? It doesn't matter..."
Reader 3: "It should be downplayed. It is estimated that everyone will completely forget this book in a few days. Not many people read it in the first place. It's just the behavior of the website that makes people feel cold, ugh... "
Author 4: "Luoxue's buyout price is one hundred words per thousand words, but he is a speed writer and has to type more than 20,000 words every day. His sudden death was due to sheer exhaustion. What a pity."
On the eighth floor, the terminal Chinese website.
Reader 1: "Wu Po? It seems that the author is dead. It's a pity. It is said that he died suddenly on the keyboard due to overwork. Alas."
Chenhui Building, Caiwei Film and Television on the ninth floor.
On the eighth floor, the terminal Chinese website.
"Director Zhang, the young master, the young master said..." The secretary swallowed hard: "The young master said that we should take care of it."
"Oh? Master Dali, do you have any ideas?" Wu Benguang sneered: "I do have your contact information."
…
"Huh..." Zhang Wenyang took a deep breath and said: "It seems that this time is really difficult to handle! Well, let's do this. You inform the Finance Department to make the latest welfare policy. Since the other party is like this If we are willing to spend money, then we naturally have to keep up. We will increase the benefits for authors and give readers a discount for reading books.”
Reader: "Do you know what's going on with Wu Po? Why is it down the list of recommendations and can't even be found on the bookshelf? What happened?"
Fengyun Chinese website author group—
"Okay." The secretary thought for a while and then asked: "What about the mobile reading client?"
The call was dialed soon, and Hong Dali asked: "Hello, Master Wuben, hehe, I want to ask, do you have Luoxue's contact number?"
…
"OK."
July 25, 2014 at 9pm.
…
Author 1: "Of course, tell me!"
The novel "Martial Soul" that was being recommended in the category was quietly replaced by another book. The entire process was done without any notice and without attracting anyone's attention.
"Add a few recommendation positions for mobile reading." Zhang Wenyang thought for a while and said: "For now, let's adopt a safe policy first. Don't worry about whether the other party's data is good or bad. In short, they can burn money, and we can also burn it. Money. But we can’t completely learn from each other. In this way, you first go to the finance department to apply for some funds, advertise more, gain popularity, and at the same time go to the online forum to expose the income of the mobile reading client. For the author For me, income is the most real thing, so go!”
…
Author 3: "Speaking of which, I have some friendship with Luoxue. He is a very nice person. When I asked him for a chapter recommendation for my book, which did not do well, he gave it to me without saying anything. Oh, what a pity. Oh, such a good person..."
"I know." Hong Dali turned over and continued to prepare for bed: "Just ask them to figure it out."
"OK!"
"Yes, Director Zhang, what should we do then? Should we find a way to fight back?" The secretary said anxiously: "Sitting and waiting like this is not an option! How about we ask the young master?"
"Young Master Dali wants to buy the copyright of his book?" Wu Benguang was delighted. Hong Dali, a prodigal son, actually came to his door. At this time, he didn't wait until he said, "One million."
Author 4: "Luoxue's buyout price is one hundred words per thousand words, but he is a speed writer and has to type more than 20,000 words every day. His sudden death was due to sheer exhaustion. What a pity."
…
Chenhui Building, Chinese website on the eighth floor.
…
Just when the battle between the Dingmin Chinese website and Fengyun Chinese website was going on, in an inconspicuous corner of the online literary world, something that was not a big deal happened.
The secretary shook his head and said: "The contact information is only available on the Fengyun Chinese website, and we can't get in touch at the moment."
Just when the battle between the Dingmin Chinese website and Fengyun Chinese website was going on, in an inconspicuous corner of the online literary world, something that was not a big deal happened.
"Master Wuben." After Shiraishi and Ma read all the documents, they asked Wubenguang: "The author of "Martial Soul" Luoxue died suddenly. What are your plans for this matter?"
"Director Zhang, I heard that a writer named Luo Xue died suddenly at Fengyun Chinese Network in the past two days. Do you think we should take any action?" the secretary asked Zhang Wenyang.
Chenhui Building, Chinese website on the eighth floor.
On July 24, 2014, a chapter of the fantasy novel "Martial Soul" serialized on Fengyun Chinese website was updated. More than ten hours later, the update stopped on July 25. Just as readers were anxiously waiting for the content of the next chapter, "Martial Soul" updated a single chapter.
The title of the single chapter is "A fantasy dream came to an abrupt end when the author Luoxue died suddenly." 》
The secretary shook his head and said: "The contact information is only available on the Fengyun Chinese website, and we can't get in touch at the moment."
"Add a few recommendation positions for mobile reading." Zhang Wenyang thought for a while and said: "For now, let's adopt a safe policy first. Don't worry about whether the other party's data is good or bad. In short, they can burn money, and we can also burn it. Money. But we can’t completely learn from each other. In this way, you first go to the finance department to apply for some funds, advertise more, gain popularity, and at the same time go to the online forum to expose the income of the mobile reading client. For the author For me, income is the most real thing, so go!”
"Add a few recommendation positions for mobile reading." Zhang Wenyang thought for a while and said: "For now, let's adopt a safe policy first. Don't worry about whether the other party's data is good or bad. In short, they can burn money, and we can also burn it. Money. But we can’t completely learn from each other. In this way, you first go to the finance department to apply for some funds, advertise more, gain popularity, and at the same time go to the online forum to expose the income of the mobile reading client. For the author For me, income is the most real thing, so go!”
"This book station was originally meant to be used by prodigal people..." Hong Dali muttered, "I don't care whether I make money or not?"
"Oh? You said a writer died suddenly? This is really a sad thing." Hong Dali touched his chin: "Can you contact the author's family?"
On the eighth floor, the terminal Chinese website.
The title of the single chapter is "A fantasy dream came to an abrupt end when the author Luoxue died suddenly." 》
"That's it..." Hong Dali thought for a moment and took out his mobile phone: "I'll ask!"
"Well, does the young master know about this now?" Zhang Wenyang asked.
Author 2: "I heard about it, oh, who would have thought that this person would disappear after saying no, he is so fragile."
There is only one sentence in the content: "On July 25, 2014, the author Luoxue died suddenly in front of the computer."
Tang Muxin was dejected: "Forget it, I'll tell them to find a way on their own. I'm really defeated by you, you loser!"
"I probably don't know yet, Director Zhang, what do you mean..." the secretary asked.
Within the readership—
Author 1: "Of course, tell me!"
Fengyun Chinese website author group—
Author 3: "What a pity. My family must be very sad, right? Is there any response from the website?"
Chenhui Building, Caiwei Film and Television on the ninth floor.
Within the author group—
"Huh..." Zhang Wenyang took a deep breath and said: "It seems that this time is really difficult to handle! Well, let's do this. You inform the Finance Department to make the latest welfare policy. Since the other party is like this If we are willing to spend money, then we naturally have to keep up. We will increase the benefits for authors and give readers a discount for reading books.”
The secretary shook his head and said: "The contact information is only available on the Fengyun Chinese website, and we can't get in touch at the moment."
Within the author group—
"OK."
"I know." Hong Dali turned over and continued to prepare for bed: "Just ask them to figure it out."
Author 1: "Have you all heard? Luo Xue, the bought-out writer for our website, died suddenly in front of the computer. How sad!"
Author 4: "The latest news is out, do you want to listen to it?"
Author 4: "The latest news is out, do you want to listen to it?"
Author 2: "I heard about it, oh, who would have thought that this person would disappear after saying no, he is so fragile."
"Dali, the news just came from the bookstore. The number of novels updated on the Fengyun Chinese website has skyrocketed in recent days." Tang Muxin looked at Hong Dali, who was lying on Li Nianwei's lap about to take a nap, and said anxiously: "Now within three days The number of updated novels has exceeded 3,000, and our Destination Chinese website now only has about 4,000 novels. If this continues, we will lose!"
Chenhui Building, Chinese website on the eighth floor.
Author 3: "Speaking of which, I have some friendship with Luoxue. He is a very nice person. When I asked him for a chapter recommendation for my book, which did not do well, he gave it to me without saying anything. Oh, what a pity. Oh, such a good person..."
"Downplay it." Shiraishi Kazuma said slowly: "Cancel all subsequent recommendations for his book. I believe this matter will be forgotten soon. Remember, we will make profits in the future, and now we have invested We have invested a lot of money and we cannot continue like this.”
July 26th.
…
Tang Muxin said angrily: "If you lose, it's 50 million, 50 million! It's not a small number, you will lose everything you won before!"
July 25, 2014 at 9pm.
Terminal Chinese website.
"Downplay it." Shiraishi Kazuma said slowly: "Cancel all subsequent recommendations for his book. I believe this matter will be forgotten soon. Remember, we will make profits in the future, and now we have invested We have invested a lot of money and we cannot continue like this.”
"Oh? Master Dali, do you have any ideas?" Wu Benguang sneered: "I do have your contact information."
Author 4: "The latest news is out, do you want to listen to it?"
"It's just an author. He's dead when he dies. His buyout price is not low." Wu Benguang put the document aside casually: "His subscription is not high. We offered him such a high buyout price before. The price is just to take care of his qualifications. He is not a member of our Japanese empire, so he will die if he dies. I don't plan to waste any more money on him."
Terminal Chinese website.
"This book station was originally meant to be used by prodigal people..." Hong Dali muttered, "I don't care whether I make money or not?"
Author 1: "Have you discovered it? "Martial Soul" is gone and can't be found."
…
"Master Wuben." After Shiraishi and Ma read all the documents, they asked Wubenguang: "The author of "Martial Soul" Luoxue died suddenly. What are your plans for this matter?"
Author 1: "Of course, tell me!"
On the eighth floor, the terminal Chinese website.
There is only one sentence in the content: "On July 25, 2014, the author Luoxue died suddenly in front of the computer."
"Okay, let's do this. I'll buy the copyright of his book, and you set a price." Hong Dali said.
Author 3: "Oh, this is not done properly..."
…
"You are really..." Tang Muxin wanted to kick him hard: "Can you stop being so heartless!"
Author 2: "That's right, but the buyout price of 100 words per thousand words is not low. Why is he so desperate?"
"Director Zhang, according to statistics, Fengyun Chinese Network's daily IP has exceeded the 2.4 million mark, and it is still rising sharply." The secretary stood in front of the supervisor Zhang Wenyang with sweat on his face, and said carefully: "And that Bian has updated more than 3,500 books in three days, and is about to catch up with us. Director Zhang, look at this... "
Author 4: "Luoxue's buyout price is one hundred words per thousand words, but he is a speed writer and has to type more than 20,000 words every day. His sudden death was due to sheer exhaustion. What a pity."
…
Chenhui Building, Chinese website on the eighth floor.
Author 2: "That's right, but the buyout price of 100 words per thousand words is not low. Why is he so desperate?"
A loyal reader of "Martial Soul" wanted to read the book through the recommended position as always, but found that the book originally on the recommended position was actually replaced by another one. After searching for a while, this reader determined that he could not find it, so he could only go to the bookshelf to read - not all readers will read updates on the bookshelf, and obviously, this reader is one of them.
Author 4: "The latest news is out, do you want to listen to it?"
"Dali, the news just came from the bookstore. The number of novels updated on the Fengyun Chinese website has skyrocketed in recent days." Tang Muxin looked at Hong Dali, who was lying on Li Nianwei's lap about to take a nap, and said anxiously: "Now within three days The number of updated novels has exceeded 3,000, and our Destination Chinese website now only has about 4,000 novels. If this continues, we will lose!"
Author 3: "What a pity. My family must be very sad, right? Is there any response from the website?"
"Okay, let's do this. I'll buy the copyright of his book, and you set a price." Hong Dali said.
"Director Zhang, the young master, the young master said..." The secretary swallowed hard: "The young master said that we should take care of it."
Within the author group—
Within the author group—
Author 4: "Speaking of which, he has taken over all of our website. Originally, according to his performance, about 20 words per thousand words is about the same. However, his qualifications are senior. When the merger was first carried out, the boss above wanted to retain people. , and offered him a price of one hundred words for one thousand words. I heard that he has a disabled father at home, his mother has no income, and he has a younger sister who wants to study, so he works hard to make money by coding! What do you think, One thousand words, 20,000 words a day, 60,000 yuan a month, which is a lot. But this is not enough. He has to treat his father's illness and prepare money for the house for the wedding. He originally spent all this time working hard. Who knew this would happen, what a pity, alas..."
…
Author 1: "Have you all heard? Luo Xue, the bought-out writer for our website, died suddenly in front of the computer. How sad!"
…
Author 1: "Have you discovered it? "Martial Soul" is gone and can't be found."
Reader 3: "It should be downplayed. It is estimated that everyone will completely forget this book in a few days. Not many people read it in the first place. It's just the behavior of the website that makes people feel cold, ugh... "
…
"You are really..." Tang Muxin wanted to kick him hard: "Can you stop being so heartless!"
Author 3: "What a pity. My family must be very sad, right? Is there any response from the website?"
"Okay, let's do this. I'll buy the copyright of his book, and you set a price." Hong Dali said.
Author 3: "Speaking of which, I have some friendship with Luoxue. He is a very nice person. When I asked him for a chapter recommendation for my book, which did not do well, he gave it to me without saying anything. Oh, what a pity. Oh, such a good person..."
"Oh? Master Dali, do you have any ideas?" Wu Benguang sneered: "I do have your contact information."
Author 4: "Not yet. I don't know what the website can do. Let's wait for news."
"OK."
Within the author group—
Author 2: "I heard about it, oh, who would have thought that this person would disappear after saying no, he is so fragile."
Author 4: "Not yet. I don't know what the website can do. Let's wait for news."
Reader 2: "Yes, it's pitiful. I wanted to subscribe to his book as a sign of gratitude, but now I can't even search for it."
Author 4: "Not yet. I don't know what the website can do. Let's wait for news."
…
"Director Zhang, the young master, the young master said..." The secretary swallowed hard: "The young master said that we should take care of it."
"Dali, the news just came from the bookstore. The number of novels updated on the Fengyun Chinese website has skyrocketed in recent days." Tang Muxin looked at Hong Dali, who was lying on Li Nianwei's lap about to take a nap, and said anxiously: "Now within three days The number of updated novels has exceeded 3,000, and our Destination Chinese website now only has about 4,000 novels. If this continues, we will lose!"
…
In the center of Tianjing, on the sixth floor of Pailun Office Building, Fengyun Chinese Network Headquarters.
July 26th.
"I know." Hong Dali turned over and continued to prepare for bed: "Just ask them to figure it out."
"Ahhh!" Tang Muxin said frantically, "You don't care at all!"
"This Fengyun Chinese Network must have expert help." Zhang Wenyang tapped his fingers on the desktop of the writing desk and said slowly: "Those six strategies obviously captured key parts. We didn't think of this before. It seems The enemy is very strong this time."
There is only one sentence in the content: "On July 25, 2014, the author Luoxue died suddenly in front of the computer."
"Director Zhang, I heard that a writer named Luo Xue died suddenly at Fengyun Chinese Network in the past two days. Do you think we should take any action?" the secretary asked Zhang Wenyang.
"Okay." The secretary thought for a while and then asked: "What about the mobile reading client?"
The title of the single chapter is "A fantasy dream came to an abrupt end when the author Luoxue died suddenly." 》
Gomoto Hikari, Shiraishi Kazuma and others were sitting on the sofa at the headquarters of Fengyun Chinese Network, looking at the documents in their hands.
"Director Zhang, I heard that a writer named Luo Xue died suddenly at Fengyun Chinese Network in the past two days. Do you think we should take any action?" the secretary asked Zhang Wenyang.
"OK!"
The novel "Martial Soul" that was being recommended in the category was quietly replaced by another book. The entire process was done without any notice and without attracting anyone's attention.
"Master Wuben." After Shiraishi and Ma read all the documents, they asked Wubenguang: "The author of "Martial Soul" Luoxue died suddenly. What are your plans for this matter?"
Reader: "Do you know what's going on with Wu Po? Why is it down the list of recommendations and can't even be found on the bookshelf? What happened?"
Terminal Chinese website.
"It's just an author. He's dead when he dies. His buyout price is not low." Wu Benguang put the document aside casually: "His subscription is not high. We offered him such a high buyout price before. The price is just to take care of his qualifications. He is not a member of our Japanese empire, so he will die if he dies. I don't plan to waste any more money on him."
"Director Zhang, I heard that a writer named Luo Xue died suddenly at Fengyun Chinese Network in the past two days. Do you think we should take any action?" the secretary asked Zhang Wenyang.
Author 3: "Oh, this is not done properly..."
"Well, a useless abandoned son." Shiraishi and Ma nodded: "I can only express my regrets."
The novel "Martial Soul" that was being recommended in the category was quietly replaced by another book. The entire process was done without any notice and without attracting anyone's attention.
"Well, does the young master know about this now?" Zhang Wenyang asked.
"Oh? You said a writer died suddenly? This is really a sad thing." Hong Dali touched his chin: "Can you contact the author's family?"
General Manager Liu of Fengyun Chinese Network stood in front of the two men fearfully and asked cautiously: "What do you two mean about this matter..."
"You are really..." Tang Muxin wanted to kick him hard: "Can you stop being so heartless!"
The novel "Martial Soul" that was being recommended in the category was quietly replaced by another book. The entire process was done without any notice and without attracting anyone's attention.
Chenhui Building, Chinese website on the eighth floor.
"Downplay it." Shiraishi Kazuma said slowly: "Cancel all subsequent recommendations for his book. I believe this matter will be forgotten soon. Remember, we will make profits in the future, and now we have invested We have invested a lot of money and we cannot continue like this.”
In the center of Tianjing, on the sixth floor of Pailun Office Building, Fengyun Chinese Network Headquarters.
"This book station was originally meant to be used by prodigal people..." Hong Dali muttered, "I don't care whether I make money or not?"
"Downplay it." Shiraishi Kazuma said slowly: "Cancel all subsequent recommendations for his book. I believe this matter will be forgotten soon. Remember, we will make profits in the future, and now we have invested We have invested a lot of money and we cannot continue like this.”
Zhang Wenyang touched his chin and thought for a while, then said: "Let's report it first and see what the young master means and whether there are any instructions."
…
"Okay... ok..."
General Manager Liu of Fengyun Chinese Network stood in front of the two men fearfully and asked cautiously: "What do you two mean about this matter..."
Gomoto Hikari, Shiraishi Kazuma and others were sitting on the sofa at the headquarters of Fengyun Chinese Network, looking at the documents in their hands.
Author 1: "Have you discovered it? "Martial Soul" is gone and can't be found."
Within the readership—
Author 3: "What a pity. My family must be very sad, right? Is there any response from the website?"
There is only one sentence in the content: "On July 25, 2014, the author Luoxue died suddenly in front of the computer."
"Oh... That's not a big problem, it's okay..." Hong Dali said listlessly, "What do I think is a big deal? It doesn't matter..."
Reader 3: "It should be downplayed. It is estimated that everyone will completely forget this book in a few days. Not many people read it in the first place. It's just the behavior of the website that makes people feel cold, ugh... "
…
A loyal reader of "Martial Soul" wanted to read the book through the recommended position as always, but found that the book originally on the recommended position was actually replaced by another one. After searching for a while, this reader determined that he could not find it, so he could only go to the bookshelf to read - not all readers will read updates on the bookshelf, and obviously, this reader is one of them.
Author 2: "If you don't tell me, I really didn't pay attention. It's gone."
Then soon, he discovered that "Martial Soul" could not be found on the bookshelf.
…
Within the author group—
July 25, 2014 at 9pm.
"Yes, Director Zhang, what should we do then? Should we find a way to fight back?" The secretary said anxiously: "Sitting and waiting like this is not an option! How about we ask the young master?"
The novel "Martial Soul" that was being recommended in the category was quietly replaced by another book. The entire process was done without any notice and without attracting anyone's attention.
Within the author group—
The novel "Martial Soul" that was being recommended in the category was quietly replaced by another book. The entire process was done without any notice and without attracting anyone's attention.
…
"Oh? Master Dali, do you have any ideas?" Wu Benguang sneered: "I do have your contact information."
Fengyun Chinese website author group—
Author 1: "Have you all heard? Luo Xue, the bought-out writer for our website, died suddenly in front of the computer. How sad!"
…
Just when the battle between the Dingmin Chinese website and Fengyun Chinese website was going on, in an inconspicuous corner of the online literary world, something that was not a big deal happened.
Author 4: "Not yet. I don't know what the website can do. Let's wait for news."
July 26th.
Hong Dali didn't hesitate at all: "No!"
There is only one sentence in the content: "On July 25, 2014, the author Luoxue died suddenly in front of the computer."
Reader 3: "It should be downplayed. It is estimated that everyone will completely forget this book in a few days. Not many people read it in the first place. It's just the behavior of the website that makes people feel cold, ugh... "
"It's just an author. He's dead when he dies. His buyout price is not low." Wu Benguang put the document aside casually: "His subscription is not high. We offered him such a high buyout price before. The price is just to take care of his qualifications. He is not a member of our Japanese empire, so he will die if he dies. I don't plan to waste any more money on him."
On the eighth floor, the terminal Chinese website.
"Ahhh!" Tang Muxin said frantically, "You don't care at all!"
"OK."
A loyal reader of "Martial Soul" wanted to read the book through the recommended position as always, but found that the book originally on the recommended position was actually replaced by another one. After searching for a while, this reader determined that he could not find it, so he could only go to the bookshelf to read - not all readers will read updates on the bookshelf, and obviously, this reader is one of them.
"Well, a useless abandoned son." Shiraishi and Ma nodded: "I can only express my regrets."
"OK!"
"The writer died suddenly?" Zhang Wenyang touched his chin: "This is indeed quite tragic. Ask the young master. He should have some ideas. Our young master is very kind-hearted and I believe he will take action. Let’s not interfere yet.”
"You are really..." Tang Muxin wanted to kick him hard: "Can you stop being so heartless!"
Tang Muxin was dejected: "Forget it, I'll tell them to find a way on their own. I'm really defeated by you, you loser!"
Then soon, he discovered that "Martial Soul" could not be found on the bookshelf.
"Ahhh!" Tang Muxin said frantically, "You don't care at all!"
"I probably don't know yet, Director Zhang, what do you mean..." the secretary asked.
"Wrong." Hong Dali stretched out a finger: "He is a super prodigal!"
In the center of Tianjing, on the sixth floor of Pailun Office Building, Fengyun Chinese Network Headquarters.
"I know." Hong Dali turned over and continued to prepare for bed: "Just ask them to figure it out."
Within the readership—
Author 4: "The latest news is out, do you want to listen to it?"
"OK!"
"Director Zhang, the young master, the young master said..." The secretary swallowed hard: "The young master said that we should take care of it."
Reader 3: "It should be downplayed. It is estimated that everyone will completely forget this book in a few days. Not many people read it in the first place. It's just the behavior of the website that makes people feel cold, ugh... "
Reader: "Do you know what's going on with Wu Po? Why is it down the list of recommendations and can't even be found on the bookshelf? What happened?"
Author 2: "That's right, but the buyout price of 100 words per thousand words is not low. Why is he so desperate?"
…
…
Author 4: "Speaking of which, he has taken over all of our website. Originally, according to his performance, about 20 words per thousand words is about the same. However, his qualifications are senior. When the merger was first carried out, the boss above wanted to retain people. , and offered him a price of one hundred words for one thousand words. I heard that he has a disabled father at home, his mother has no income, and he has a younger sister who wants to study, so he works hard to make money by coding! What do you think, One thousand words, 20,000 words a day, 60,000 yuan a month, which is a lot. But this is not enough. He has to treat his father's illness and prepare money for the house for the wedding. He originally spent all this time working hard. Who knew this would happen, what a pity, alas..."
The secretary shook his head and said: "The contact information is only available on the Fengyun Chinese website, and we can't get in touch at the moment."
Reader: "What does the website mean? It doesn't express anything at all?"
"Young Master Dali wants to buy the copyright of his book?" Wu Benguang was delighted. Hong Dali, a prodigal son, actually came to his door. At this time, he didn't wait until he said, "One million."
"I probably don't know yet, Director Zhang, what do you mean..." the secretary asked.
Reader 1: "Wu Po? It seems that the author is dead. It's a pity. It is said that he died suddenly on the keyboard due to overwork. Alas."
…
"Add a few recommendation positions for mobile reading." Zhang Wenyang thought for a while and said: "For now, let's adopt a safe policy first. Don't worry about whether the other party's data is good or bad. In short, they can burn money, and we can also burn it. Money. But we can’t completely learn from each other. In this way, you first go to the finance department to apply for some funds, advertise more, gain popularity, and at the same time go to the online forum to expose the income of the mobile reading client. For the author For me, income is the most real thing, so go!”
Author 4: "The latest news is out, do you want to listen to it?"
Reader 2: "Yes, it's pitiful. I wanted to subscribe to his book as a sign of gratitude, but now I can't even search for it."
Just when the battle between the Dingmin Chinese website and Fengyun Chinese website was going on, in an inconspicuous corner of the online literary world, something that was not a big deal happened.
Author 3: "Oh, this is not done properly..."
Author 1: "Have you all heard? Luo Xue, the bought-out writer for our website, died suddenly in front of the computer. How sad!"
Hong Dali didn't hesitate at all: "No!"
Reader: "What does the website mean? It doesn't express anything at all?"
As a result, Hong Dali nodded directly without thinking: "Okay!"
"Oh? You said a writer died suddenly? This is really a sad thing." Hong Dali touched his chin: "Can you contact the author's family?"
"Master Wuben." After Shiraishi and Ma read all the documents, they asked Wubenguang: "The author of "Martial Soul" Luoxue died suddenly. What are your plans for this matter?"
"Okay... ok..."
Author 4: "Not yet. I don't know what the website can do. Let's wait for news."
There is only one sentence in the content: "On July 25, 2014, the author Luoxue died suddenly in front of the computer."
"Well, does the young master know about this now?" Zhang Wenyang asked.
"Okay, let's do this. I'll buy the copyright of his book, and you set a price." Hong Dali said.
Reader 3: "It should be downplayed. It is estimated that everyone will completely forget this book in a few days. Not many people read it in the first place. It's just the behavior of the website that makes people feel cold, ugh... "
Reader: "What does the website mean? It doesn't express anything at all?"
…
"It's just an author. He's dead when he dies. His buyout price is not low." Wu Benguang put the document aside casually: "His subscription is not high. We offered him such a high buyout price before. The price is just to take care of his qualifications. He is not a member of our Japanese empire, so he will die if he dies. I don't plan to waste any more money on him."
Chenhui Building, Chinese website on the eighth floor.
July 25, 2014 at 9pm.
Gomoto Hikari, Shiraishi Kazuma and others were sitting on the sofa at the headquarters of Fengyun Chinese Network, looking at the documents in their hands.
"Well, does the young master know about this now?" Zhang Wenyang asked.
…
Within the author group—
"I probably don't know yet, Director Zhang, what do you mean..." the secretary asked.
General Manager Liu of Fengyun Chinese Network stood in front of the two men fearfully and asked cautiously: "What do you two mean about this matter..."
Terminal Chinese website.
Author 1: "Have you discovered it? "Martial Soul" is gone and can't be found."
Chenhui Building, Caiwei Film and Television on the ninth floor.
General Manager Liu of Fengyun Chinese Network stood in front of the two men fearfully and asked cautiously: "What do you two mean about this matter..."
…
In the center of Tianjing, on the sixth floor of Pailun Office Building, Fengyun Chinese Network Headquarters.
Author 2: "If you don't tell me, I really didn't pay attention. It's gone."
…
Author 1: "Of course, tell me!"
On July 24, 2014, a chapter of the fantasy novel "Martial Soul" serialized on Fengyun Chinese website was updated. More than ten hours later, the update stopped on July 25. Just as readers were anxiously waiting for the content of the next chapter, "Martial Soul" updated a single chapter.
Reader 3: "It should be downplayed. It is estimated that everyone will completely forget this book in a few days. Not many people read it in the first place. It's just the behavior of the website that makes people feel cold, ugh... "
"Downplay it." Shiraishi Kazuma said slowly: "Cancel all subsequent recommendations for his book. I believe this matter will be forgotten soon. Remember, we will make profits in the future, and now we have invested We have invested a lot of money and we cannot continue like this.”
Then soon, he discovered that "Martial Soul" could not be found on the bookshelf.
…
Author 3: "Oh, this is not done properly..."
Author 4: "Speaking of which, he has taken over all of our website. Originally, according to his performance, about 20 words per thousand words is about the same. However, his qualifications are senior. When the merger was first carried out, the boss above wanted to retain people. , and offered him a price of one hundred words for one thousand words. I heard that he has a disabled father at home, his mother has no income, and he has a younger sister who wants to study, so he works hard to make money by coding! What do you think, One thousand words, 20,000 words a day, 60,000 yuan a month, which is a lot. But this is not enough. He has to treat his father's illness and prepare money for the house for the wedding. He originally spent all this time working hard. Who knew this would happen, what a pity, alas..."
Author 2: "I heard about it, oh, who would have thought that this person would disappear after saying no, he is so fragile."
There is only one sentence in the content: "On July 25, 2014, the author Luoxue died suddenly in front of the computer."
Just when the battle between the Dingmin Chinese website and Fengyun Chinese website was going on, in an inconspicuous corner of the online literary world, something that was not a big deal happened.
On the eighth floor, the terminal Chinese website.
Author 4: "Luoxue's buyout price is one hundred words per thousand words, but he is a speed writer and has to type more than 20,000 words every day. His sudden death was due to sheer exhaustion. What a pity."
The secretary shook his head and said: "The contact information is only available on the Fengyun Chinese website, and we can't get in touch at the moment."
…
"Director Zhang, the young master, the young master said..." The secretary swallowed hard: "The young master said that we should take care of it."
…
"Okay." The secretary thought for a while and then asked: "What about the mobile reading client?"
Terminal Chinese website.
"This Fengyun Chinese Network must have expert help." Zhang Wenyang tapped his fingers on the desktop of the writing desk and said slowly: "Those six strategies obviously captured key parts. We didn't think of this before. It seems The enemy is very strong this time."
…
Just when the battle between the Dingmin Chinese website and Fengyun Chinese website was going on, in an inconspicuous corner of the online literary world, something that was not a big deal happened.
July 25, 2014 at 9pm.
"Director Zhang, I heard that a writer named Luo Xue died suddenly at Fengyun Chinese Network in the past two days. Do you think we should take any action?" the secretary asked Zhang Wenyang.
Tang Muxin was dejected: "Forget it, I'll tell them to find a way on their own. I'm really defeated by you, you loser!"
Author 1: "Have you discovered it? "Martial Soul" is gone and can't be found."
The secretary shook his head and said: "The contact information is only available on the Fengyun Chinese website, and we can't get in touch at the moment."
"The writer died suddenly?" Zhang Wenyang touched his chin: "This is indeed quite tragic. Ask the young master. He should have some ideas. Our young master is very kind-hearted and I believe he will take action. Let’s not interfere yet.”
"Oh? You said a writer died suddenly? This is really a sad thing." Hong Dali touched his chin: "Can you contact the author's family?"
Chenhui Building, Caiwei Film and Television on the ninth floor.
Author 4: "Not yet. I don't know what the website can do. Let's wait for news."
Author 3: "Speaking of which, I have some friendship with Luoxue. He is a very nice person. When I asked him for a chapter recommendation for my book, which did not do well, he gave it to me without saying anything. Oh, what a pity. Oh, such a good person..."
"OK."
"This Fengyun Chinese Network must have expert help." Zhang Wenyang tapped his fingers on the desktop of the writing desk and said slowly: "Those six strategies obviously captured key parts. We didn't think of this before. It seems The enemy is very strong this time."
…
Then soon, he discovered that "Martial Soul" could not be found on the bookshelf.
Zhang Wenyang touched his chin and thought for a while, then said: "Let's report it first and see what the young master means and whether there are any instructions."
…
"OK!"
"Young Master Dali wants to buy the copyright of his book?" Wu Benguang was delighted. Hong Dali, a prodigal son, actually came to his door. At this time, he didn't wait until he said, "One million."
"Director Zhang, the young master, the young master said..." The secretary swallowed hard: "The young master said that we should take care of it."
The call was dialed soon, and Hong Dali asked: "Hello, Master Wuben, hehe, I want to ask, do you have Luoxue's contact number?"
…
Chenhui Building, Caiwei Film and Television on the ninth floor.
…
"Ahhh!" Tang Muxin said frantically, "You don't care at all!"
Reader: "Do you know what's going on with Wu Po? Why is it down the list of recommendations and can't even be found on the bookshelf? What happened?"
Author 3: "What a pity. My family must be very sad, right? Is there any response from the website?"
"This Fengyun Chinese Network must have expert help." Zhang Wenyang tapped his fingers on the desktop of the writing desk and said slowly: "Those six strategies obviously captured key parts. We didn't think of this before. It seems The enemy is very strong this time."
A loyal reader of "Martial Soul" wanted to read the book through the recommended position as always, but found that the book originally on the recommended position was actually replaced by another one. After searching for a while, this reader determined that he could not find it, so he could only go to the bookshelf to read - not all readers will read updates on the bookshelf, and obviously, this reader is one of them.
…
"OK."
"Oh? You said a writer died suddenly? This is really a sad thing." Hong Dali touched his chin: "Can you contact the author's family?"
In the center of Tianjing, on the sixth floor of Pailun Office Building, Fengyun Chinese Network Headquarters.
…
Author 2: "I heard about it, oh, who would have thought that this person would disappear after saying no, he is so fragile."
The title of the single chapter is "A fantasy dream came to an abrupt end when the author Luoxue died suddenly." 》
The secretary shook his head and said: "The contact information is only available on the Fengyun Chinese website, and we can't get in touch at the moment."
Author 3: "Oh, this is not done properly..."
Author 4: "Not yet. I don't know what the website can do. Let's wait for news."
The title of the single chapter is "A fantasy dream came to an abrupt end when the author Luoxue died suddenly." 》
"Oh? Master Dali, do you have any ideas?" Wu Benguang sneered: "I do have your contact information."
"Master Wuben." After Shiraishi and Ma read all the documents, they asked Wubenguang: "The author of "Martial Soul" Luoxue died suddenly. What are your plans for this matter?"
"That's it..." Hong Dali thought for a moment and took out his mobile phone: "I'll ask!"
"Add a few recommendation positions for mobile reading." Zhang Wenyang thought for a while and said: "For now, let's adopt a safe policy first. Don't worry about whether the other party's data is good or bad. In short, they can burn money, and we can also burn it. Money. But we can’t completely learn from each other. In this way, you first go to the finance department to apply for some funds, advertise more, gain popularity, and at the same time go to the online forum to expose the income of the mobile reading client. For the author For me, income is the most real thing, so go!”
"Well, does the young master know about this now?" Zhang Wenyang asked.
…
"This book station was originally meant to be used by prodigal people..." Hong Dali muttered, "I don't care whether I make money or not?"
July 26th.
Chenhui Building, Chinese website on the eighth floor.
The call was dialed soon, and Hong Dali asked: "Hello, Master Wuben, hehe, I want to ask, do you have Luoxue's contact number?"
There is only one sentence in the content: "On July 25, 2014, the author Luoxue died suddenly in front of the computer."
Author 2: "That's right, but the buyout price of 100 words per thousand words is not low. Why is he so desperate?"
The secretary shook his head and said: "The contact information is only available on the Fengyun Chinese website, and we can't get in touch at the moment."
"Okay... ok..."
Author 2: "If you don't tell me, I really didn't pay attention. It's gone."
The novel "Martial Soul" that was being recommended in the category was quietly replaced by another book. The entire process was done without any notice and without attracting anyone's attention.
Within the author group—
"Dali, the news just came from the bookstore. The number of novels updated on the Fengyun Chinese website has skyrocketed in recent days." Tang Muxin looked at Hong Dali, who was lying on Li Nianwei's lap about to take a nap, and said anxiously: "Now within three days The number of updated novels has exceeded 3,000, and our Destination Chinese website now only has about 4,000 novels. If this continues, we will lose!"
"Oh? Master Dali, do you have any ideas?" Wu Benguang sneered: "I do have your contact information."
"Wrong." Hong Dali stretched out a finger: "He is a super prodigal!"
"Oh? You said a writer died suddenly? This is really a sad thing." Hong Dali touched his chin: "Can you contact the author's family?"
Within the readership—
…
Author 2: "I heard about it, oh, who would have thought that this person would disappear after saying no, he is so fragile."
"Young Master Dali wants to buy the copyright of his book?" Wu Benguang was delighted. Hong Dali, a prodigal son, actually came to his door. At this time, he didn't wait until he said, "One million."
Author 4: "Luoxue's buyout price is one hundred words per thousand words, but he is a speed writer and has to type more than 20,000 words every day. His sudden death was due to sheer exhaustion. What a pity."
"Okay, let's do this. I'll buy the copyright of his book, and you set a price." Hong Dali said.
The call was dialed soon, and Hong Dali asked: "Hello, Master Wuben, hehe, I want to ask, do you have Luoxue's contact number?"
Author 1: "Have you discovered it? "Martial Soul" is gone and can't be found."
"Young Master Dali wants to buy the copyright of his book?" Wu Benguang was delighted. Hong Dali, a prodigal son, actually came to his door. At this time, he didn't wait until he said, "One million."
"Wrong." Hong Dali stretched out a finger: "He is a super prodigal!"
"That's it..." Hong Dali thought for a moment and took out his mobile phone: "I'll ask!"
"Okay, let's do this. I'll buy the copyright of his book, and you set a price." Hong Dali said.
…
As a result, Hong Dali nodded directly without thinking: "Okay!"
Chenhui Building, Chinese website on the eighth floor.
…
The call was dialed soon, and Hong Dali asked: "Hello, Master Wuben, hehe, I want to ask, do you have Luoxue's contact number?"
"Huh..." Zhang Wenyang took a deep breath and said: "It seems that this time is really difficult to handle! Well, let's do this. You inform the Finance Department to make the latest welfare policy. Since the other party is like this If we are willing to spend money, then we naturally have to keep up. We will increase the benefits for authors and give readers a discount for reading books.”
There is only one sentence in the content: "On July 25, 2014, the author Luoxue died suddenly in front of the computer."
…