After the new year, Qin Guanglin got into the gym again.

Originally, it was absolutely impossible to go. As a result, I gained a few pounds in the next year, which has already begun to affect piling. I can't bear it. No matter how happy I am, I must lose it.

The coach was the same coach before, but he didn't recognize his old student. When he and Qin Guanglin added wechat to each other, he was surprised.

"Is it possible for me to reduce it to one hundred and three?"

Qin Guanglin felt the meat on his stomach and was a little sad. Teacher he hadn't cried for a long time.

Time does not spare people.

"It's hard enough. I think it's a hundred and fifty-six. Theoretically, it's just a theory. Most people can't stick to it." The coach sweated secretly.

“…… OK. Let's start first. Don't pity me. "

For his own happiness, Qin began to wheeze hard. The first thing he did when he came home every day was to use a scale.

does not bother to go to work and work. The traces left by her age do not show much in her body, but she also starts making mask to prevent her from getting too old.

Life is a process of tossing itself, always idle.

"Did anyone hook you up at the gym?"

why do you look up at the sofa and put your feet on your face? Why do you hear the door ring, look up and ask Qin Guanglin when he comes back from the sports.

"I used to be so handsome, but now my daughter can look up to me..."

"Sweating all over, take a bath quickly. Don't hold her as soon as you come back."

"I had a shower when I came back."

Qin Guanglin holds his daughter to one side, leans on the sofa and holds her daughter to watch TV. He hums and goes to him.

"Don't make trouble. I'm tired now..."

"It's all right."

……

The night scene of Los Angeles is prosperous and lively, with lights and neon lights, which radiate the vitality of the city.

In the other corner of the city, on the 27th floor of the high-rise building, the living room is empty. There is only a kitten lying lazily on the sofa. The light is bright. Chen Rui stands alone by the window and looks far away. He feels lonely for no reason.

Entrepreneurship faces not only customers, but also peers - especially in a mature industry, with a cavity of blood is not far away.

A faint sigh came from his mouth. After a long time, Chen Rui went back to the computer and continued to be busy.

May.

The weather has begun to be a little dry. On a sunny weekend, Chen Rui asked Qin Guanglin out to discuss the company.

Although he has left the company for two years, Qin Guanglin is still one of the main painters in the company. The popularity of the two comics has always been high. Chen Rui will consult him about any comics.

"Why do you want to invite me out for tea?"

"Something, something important."

Chen Rui is worried and doesn't joke with him. If it's not really difficult, he won't go out of his way to find Qin Guanglin.

"The previous cooperation channels will not be renewed when the contract expires next month."

"Well?" Qin Guanglin was puzzled, "why not continue?"

"They don't want to continue."

“…… And then what? "

"And then..." Chen Rui looked at him and said, "don't you know what it means?"

"What does it mean?" Asked Qin Guanglin.

He really didn't think of the impact for a while. If he doesn't continue, he won't

"Your income is down."

Chen Rui looked at him and said, "more than 20% of your previous income came from various channels. Now the cooperation with them is terminated. Not only the channel income is reduced, but also the exposure is reduced accordingly..."

"Well Quite a lot. " Qin Guanglin scratched his head and didn't know what to say.

"Why did it stop all of a sudden?"

"Didn't I remind you long ago..." Chen Rui sighed, "now we are alone. It's just the beginning. I don't know what's waiting behind us."

Although the platform itself has a certain popularity, it's still not enough. It's just in the process of development. Once the income plummets, it's hard for him to dig the top-level painters. When the bottom-level painters he cultivated become famous, they are easy to be poached by others.

This is the difficulty of small companies. Even if all the resources are tilted to one person, it can't match the casual exposure of large companies. It's hard for people to gather together, let alone the income.

"The company is going out of business?" Qin Guanglin asked, why don't you really open your mouth?

“……”

Chen Rui choked for a while, and waved his hand, "can you hope for something better? At the beginning, I was thinking about my bankruptcy Forget it, you don't understand. "

He sighed and said, "to ask you to come out is to let me know in advance. Don't be short of money at that time - but you should earn enough money, right? That's enough to be happy, and your wife, the great writer Tut tut. "In the past, it was a small studio, and no one cared how it operated. Now the platform has become a microclimate, and some people can't sit still No one would allow him to divide the meat among the painters.

It's just in the process of development. At this time, the virtuous circle is abruptly cut off. It may not show much in a short time, but it's hard to get ahead in the long run. What's more, we don't know what will happen in the future - it's not impossible to be scattered.

Chen Rui just realized his dilemma a while ago: immediate interests are small things. When his platform really grows up, he will be digging the corner of the whole industry, which is terrible.

There are only two options in front of him: to become a big God nursing home, to shrink in a corner and make some soup from the comic book market, or you will have to wait to be suppressed or acquired.

After telling Qin Guanglin all this again, Qin Guanglin is silent. This is not something he can do as a painter. Even if his fame is twice as big, it's useless. The only possible help is to help Chen Rui relax when he collapses.

"Your company has no future." Qin Guanglin smacked his mouth and shook his head.

"It's too late. If it was estimated that it could be killed in the early years, now it's almost monopolized It's too hard to change dynasties. "

Chen Rui sighed that he could not have been born 20 years earlier.

"Anyway, you still have a good conscience. The one who contacted me last time later offered me conditions. I asked someone I knew. Guess what?"

"Well?"

"There's a clause like this. They have the right to change my comics. When I don't want to draw, I'll find someone to help me draw under my name..." Qin Guanglin a pair of speechless appearance, "too fresh."

"That's what happened a long time ago. You still don't know much about it." Chen Rui laughs, pauses, and says, "are you going to ask?"

"Ah Ha ha, I just want to know about it. Don't worry. I will stay with you. " Qin Guanglin laughs.

If it's over here, he'll have to live. No matter how unhappy he is, he'll have to find a place to eat.

"Don't worry, as long as you can hold on, I'll stay with you. My daughter grows up day by day, and the sequel hasn't been painted yet."

"I'm relieved to have you."

Chen Rui nodded, clenched his fist and waved, "fuck them!"

"Are you confident?" Asked Qin Guanglin.

"Of course not. It's like pinching a grasshopper for the size of people."

"What else are you doing?"

"I have to jump twice. I can't recognize it that easily."

Chen Rui turns his head and looks out of the window. The sun shines on his face through the bars, forming a clear light and shadow.

"I don't have to be successful. As long as I start, there will always be people like me behind me."

"Like Yu Le?" Qin Guanglin's eyes suddenly flashed with Yu Le's fanatical eyes.

"Yes, like him, and more people like him."