Chapter 1043

In fact, if you really regard writing novels as your career, there are still many things you can write to ensure that this book is in full swing.

For example, write a tomb robbing novel, get the ghost blowing the lamp, and make sure to detonate the online world again!

Another example is to write a novel about the return of special forces to the city, so as to make a sensation in the online world!

For another example, write a history through, like "gourmet housekeeper", to ensure that the fire can also be!

All in all, in short, rebirth back to this era, writing online text is absolutely a super God!

However, it's impossible for Fang Tian to do this. There are still many areas of the Internet that need layout, such as games, music, e-commerce, which have not yet been done.

Can an author of creative content make more money than a platform owner? To create content, it's better to create a platform for millions of people to create wealth for you. Even if you can only get 100 yuan from each person, you are also developed!

Turn off the notebook, rub your eyes and look around at the office workers in the subway cars.

At this time, it is the rush hour, there are many people in the carriage, many white-collar workers have a notebook on their legs.

What do they like best? The sky scanned, in addition to chatting on YY, is to brush the soft cloud micro blog.

It can be seen how strong the omni channel of soft cloud is.

Of course, there are many people who listen to songs and play games on the platform of the waves.

Next to Fang Tian, there is a fat man in a white T-shirt. He also has an HP laptop on his leg. At this moment, he is staring at the laptop screen. The page shows Jinyu novel.

Fang Tian looks sideways, but what fat man looks at is the legend of the swordsman.

This book is so hot, it's not blowing.

"What are you looking at, friend?" Asked the sky casually.

The fat man looked over and said with a smile, "the book of Xianjian is very popular, don't you know?"

"I don't know."

"You are too out." "Fat man despised:" just now, the author who read this book said, after finishing this book, he will not write it. Alas, what a pity! "

Fang Tian said with a smile, "he won't write. You can read something else."

"What do you know? I don't read anything but his books. " Said the fat man.

This fat man is also very persistent. Fang Tian smiles.

"Laugh what laugh." Fat man does not like to say: "have ability you also write a, write a novel of super high popularity come out."

The sky laughs and doesn't speak. When the shutdown menu is called up, it needs to be shut down.

Fat man looked over and found that the notebook was also logged into Jinyu novel network, and it was also the author's backstage.

This man was also an author. What's his pseudonym? What's his unfinished eunuch book?

The fat man looked at it and was shocked by his eyes. The notebook fell from his hand.

He, he is Mr. king!

God!

The God is by my side!

The moment when the notebook is about to fall to the ground, he reaches for it and returns it to the fat man.

Then he got up and left the subway car.

"God, give me a signature!" Fat man returns to God and chases out, but the God has disappeared in the sea of people

Back home, Fang Tian immediately turned on the computer, sat on the chair, opened word code writing books.

If you really want to go on writing novels, your daily life will be like this. When you come back from work, turn on the computer code word to the early morning, get up early in the morning, strive for more code chapter, and then rush to work.

Therefore, it's impossible for us to do this work. We can finish the remaining several hundred thousand words and seal the pen.

"Jingling bell..." The mobile phone on the desk rings. It's connected immediately. It's called by Xiaomei, the editor.

"Excuse me, is that Mr. king?" Xiaomei's voice came.

As soon as Fang Tian smiled, his voice changed tone: "yes, you are?"

"I'm the editor of Jinyu fiction. Com, your editor Xiaomei." Xiaomei said with a smile.

"Oh? It's Xiaomei the editor! " Fang Tian's voice seems very excited.

"It's not easy to get in touch with you."

"I'm sorry. I'm too busy. Plus, I don't want to answer the phone because I don't have money to recharge the phone. "

These days, calling is a two-way charge, and it costs money to answer.

"Well." Xiaomei's editor said, "take it back to me and charge you."

Are the editors so good now? Can I still charge the author?

The author was moved to tears and said, "thank you for editing. I'll call you if I don't have any money. No, I'll call you if I open a new book later."

Xiaomei smiled and said: "Mr. king, you are so humorous. Your novel has caught fire. The website intends to buy your copyright at a high price. This call is to invite you to come here and discuss the buyout. ""Well." It's a bit of a dilemma.

Don't go, isn't it silly to buy at a high price? Go ahead, your identity will be exposed.

"Any questions?" Xiaomei asked.

"Who's the person I've met?" he asked

Xiaomei said, "I and Mr. Fang, the owner of the website."

In other words, there is only Xiaomei's editor. Anyway, she will know sooner or later. After all, Xiaomei is her own editor, and it is impossible to keep it secret all the time.

Besides, it's nothing to let her know.

"OK. I'll be there tomorrow? " The sky promised.

Then, Xiaomei said the meeting place. I'll see you tomorrow and hang up.

Hang up the phone soon.

The SMS prompt of the mobile phone sounded twice. The sky looked at it and smiled. The editor of Xiaomei was really serious. He immediately charged the phone bill.

It's not much, it's only a few dozen yuan, but this editor is really good.

does not recharge in less than a minute. Fang Tian is surprised that there are no Alipay charges like APP in the year. Why so fast? I guess she just passed the recharge shop, right?

thought of Alipay and was always planning this thing. If there is no accident, he will do it this year.

With the Internet payment platform, the Internet economy can really flourish.

"Jingling bell..." Another mobile phone rings. There are two mobile phones in the sky, one for daily life and the other for business.

The other side called in a business cell phone, looked at the caller ID, it was Xiaomei.

Immediately connect, put in the ear, the day is serious way: "Xiaomei, what's the matter?"

Without the tone change just now, we will resume as usual.

Xiaomei said happily, "just now, I have contacted Mr. king. I have an appointment to meet at the Merrill Lynch coffee shop near the company tomorrow morning to discuss the buyout."

"Listen to your tone, is it exciting?" Fang Tian said with a smile

"Of course, is it not exciting to see such a powerful writer? Secretly tell you that I am not only his editor, but also his fan. " Xiaomei whispered.

Fang Tian chuckled and said, "what do you mean by seeing him?"

Xiaomei did not hesitate to smile: "first give him a big hug, then give him a kiss!"

The day ha ha a smile, way: "you say really?"

"Of course." Xiaomei said with a smile, thinking, it's just a talk. How can such a shy thing be done? Anyway, Mr. king didn't know, just told the heaven.

Guessed her mind, the day steals the music over the phone!

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The next morning, Merrill Lynch coffee shop.

The day before opened the glass door of the coffee shop and walked in.

"President Fang, this way." Xiaomei, dressed in a white business suit, waved. Her left hand was holding her mobile phone to her ear.

"Is Mr. king here?" he said

"Not yet." Xiaomei said. "President Fang, sit down and I'll contact him again."

Said, Xiaomei put her mobile phone in front of her eyes, looked at the number displayed on the screen, confirmed it, and called the past again.

After waiting for a while, the voice of the operator's voice lady came: "the phone you dialed has been turned off."

Xiaomei's editor was depressed about the local mobile phone, and said: "this Mr. king is too much. How dare he stand the editor's pigeon? Do you want to recommend it? Hum! "

The sky Snickers and doesn't talk.

Xiaomei inputs Mr. King's cell phone number again, dials it again and again. She tries it many times. It's all like this. She is so angry that she wants to drop her cell phone on the ground.

But she still did not give up, continue to dial the past.

The editor is very persistent.

Fang Tian stood behind her, stabbed her in the back with his finger, and said with a smile, "don't hit me, I'm Mr. king!"

"What? You, Mr. king? "

Xiaomei is shocked. She turns her head and looks at it. Her eyes are wide and her face is unbelievable.

Fang Tian takes out his mobile phone and presses the power button to start it. "Now give Mr. king a call."

Xiaomei was stunned. She called Mr. king again.

"Jingling bell..." The mobile phone in Fang Tian's hand rang, and immediately put it in his ear. He smiled and said, "Hello, it's Xiaomei, the editor? I have arrived! "

Xiaomei's mouth instantly becomes O-shaped, and can be stuffed with an egg!