"Master Liang, where is the secret base on the roof of this shed?"
"I'm blocked. I live in this room now. I really don't like the decoration style with clothes on top of my head."
"What about those vests that were produced? Won't they all be blocked?"
"That's right! Gong Ningqi, do you want to wear it?"
"I used to think about it, but now I just think about it. You made it so much, so much cement, I turned into a terracotta warrior immediately after wearing it."
"hehe."
Liang Jia rolled his eyes, it seemed that Gong Ningqi could really put gold on his face.
"Master Liang, I know you are rich now, and you have a lot of money, but can you not participate in today's event? It's a way of giving me face. You can go out for a stroll, and make a scene. It's like being in the audience, playing around Familiar face. Even if you are famous and profitable now, you have to be responsible for the readers."
"Readers? How can I have real readers? Either selling clothes under my book reviews, or selling fruit links."
"Master Liang, don't you have a true fan? I even paid you 50,000 yuan."
"That's Yuchi Luming's repayment of my manuscript fee, and I'm still 50 short."
Liang Jia stared at Gong Ningqi's chest, while he hid back.
"You agreed to give it to me, Mr. Liang, but you can't ask for it back. You are now a household of ten thousand yuan, and you can become a household of one hundred million yuan in the future. Don't count this little money, and look forward."
"Look more at money?"
Liang Jia stood up, and she had been chatting with Yuchi Luming for many days, and was played around by her. When she thought of this, she wanted to vent her anger on Gong Ningqi.
Gong Ningqi seemed to have seen the clues, and immediately flattered Liang Jia fearlessly, speaking ill of Yuchi Luming.
"Yuchi Luming is also a real writer. With such a big wrist, how can you compete with a young author like you? I only earn 50 by chatting with you on social platforms for several days. Is it too little? 50, less ah!"
Gong Ningqi patted his chest, as if asking Liang Jia to turn his 50 yuan into 100 yuan.
"You think it's too little? Okay, take it out, I'll turn it into 100 yuan, and I'll show you."
"Master Liang, I don't study much, so don't lie to me, eh? Why are you pocketing it yourself? 100 yuan? Is it really just for me to see it? Just let it go to me? Women have deep routines, and iron rods are ground into pieces. Needle."
"Gong Ningqi, I write a chapter for 5 yuan, and 50 yuan is the price for writing ten chapters without eating or drinking. Can I give it to you easily?"
"Master Liang, you know how to pick on me, if you have the ability to improve your literary skills, and what kind of writing style, why does Yuchi Luming write 1,000 words for 6,000 yuan?"
"Why!"
Liang Jia sat down on the stool, motionless.
"Master Liang, you were so happy yesterday that your nose was crooked. It doesn't mean that you don't need to make money in this life, and you still have to play big names. When you are a great writer, you must be the object of complaints! You have to practice, you can't Look on the deck now, the male fairy writer Yuan Huixing is already lucky. The program crew made a lot of dry ice, the kind that smokes, it feels quite like a heavenly palace, and Yuan Huixing changed his look today Now, the hair is not half full, half bald, it is said that Yuchi Luming donated his long curly hair to make him a real-life wig, because the hair is too strong, and it sticks to the beard, like a too black Venus. But Yuchi However, Lu Ming has short hair that reaches the ears. Anyway, she has an online face, and she seems to be a little more chic than before, and besides" (Remember this site's website: www.hlnovel.com