'Hello Yuegui, Xiangshi Group has a deal that it wants to discuss with you'
Xiang Fengyu immediately understood the meaning behind the other party.
The commercial value of 'Yuegui', an unintentional and inexplicably popular account, is quite high. If Xiang wants to pay less, as long as he can get a large amount of money, it will be enough for ordinary people to spend a lifetime.
In the final analysis, the author behind it is the core, and you can write it in another way.
If Xiang Fengyu was really a newbie author, he would definitely not be able to resist such a huge temptation.
But sorry.
She is talking to the wind.
This world is different from the one in her previous life. The privacy of netizens is well protected. She created this vest using a virtual identity and card number. It is difficult to make a backstory. It is no wonder that they did not find out that the real owner of this account is her. .
Jiang Zhi watched helplessly as Xiang Fengyu, who was staring at his phone without moving, suddenly raised his head and smiled.
"It's true that good things don't happen to Xiang Shilan, but bad things happen to Xiang Shilan."
Jiang Zhi: "..."
Although your words are rough but your reasoning is not rough...but you are too rough.
Xiang Fengyu patted Jiang Zhi on the shoulder: "Let me think about what happened just now. It's useless for you to think about it now. First think about how to survive under our Yueyue hands."
Jiang Zhi really never thought about this.
What he was thinking about now was how to serve it at meal time.
Instead of sitting under the table like a puppy.
After locking Jiang Zhi in the nanny's room, Xiang Fengyu went to see Mrs. Yan on the third floor.
Since Jiang Zhi, the hostage, came, Mrs. Yan has never shown up again. Xiang Fengyu always brings her portion to her every time it's time to eat, and then goes down to eat.
"Aunt?"
Looking at Mrs. Yan, who was sitting on her knees in front of the window with a doll in her arms and looking out, she walked over to Feng Yu and sat behind her. She took out a comb from a pile of gadgets scattered next to her and combed her hair.
"Auntie, Yueyue is making chicken feed down there. Has he been so... curious since he was a child?"
"I injured my arm some time ago, so I didn't tell you to worry you. It's been much better these days. I can see that his movements are smooth. He just covered it up tightly and refused to show me whether he was alive or dead."
"I just want to see his arms, not to pick off his balls. He's just like guarding me against thieves."
After chatting for a long time and combing his hair neatly, Xiang Fengyu stood up.
"I'll bring dinner over later."
The woman held the doll in her arms and maintained that position, motionless.
After leaving Mrs. Yan, Xiang Fengyu stood on the corridor on the third floor and replied to the message after a while.
Laurel:? How do I know if you are a liar?
It seemed that they had been waiting there, and they came back soon.
SXX: Are you in S city? If so, you can come to Xiangshi for an interview.
Xiang Fengyu said that he was not from S city.
She did not reject the other party directly, but thought about countermeasures while hanging on to the other party.
Xiang Shilan's plan to prove her 'talent' by using the vest she bought was completely useless when faced with Xiang Fengyu.
"You must repay a hundredfold for the public opinion that Xiang Fengyu suffered."
Xiang Fengyu recorded all the conversations with the person opposite.
In order to prevent the other party from being a liar, Xiang Fengyu even hired a hacker brother to help him identify the authenticity.
Feeling distressed to see that a large amount of money was missing from his small treasury, Xiang Fengyu took a deep breath and told himself that it all had to be spent.
If old money doesn’t go, new money won’t come.
"Yueyue, Jiang Zhi wants to buy the copyright of one of my books."
"But I'm going to turn him down."
In order to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings with Xiao Bingyangzi, Xiang Fengyu told him about it after confirming that he had finished feeding the chickens.
Very magnanimous.
Just kidding, ten Jiang Zhi can't beat one Yan Xingyue, okay?
Xiang Fengyu sticks to his character and tightly hugs this thigh that will survive until the end.
Yan Xingyue looked down at Xiang Fengyu, who was holding his legs and touching his pants... on the top of his head.
"What are you doing……"
As for Jiang Zhi, Yan Xingyue didn't take it seriously at all.
Xiang Fengyu looked up at him, with a dimple looming on his right cheek: "If you like someone, just touch the ball for him."
"Don't grab the little balls you found out from me. I want to keep them."
Yan Xingyue selectively listened to only the first five words.
Pulling the person up from the ground, he lifted her hair and glanced at her neck.
The marks on it had long since completely disappeared, but Yan Xingyue still looked at her neck from time to time.
Xiang Fengyu raised his head in cooperation and stretched it out in front of him: "Look, your ointment is super easy to use. It really doesn't leave any traces at all."
The nursing home never called Xiang Fengyu since the last time, and she didn't know about the strange incident of Tian Tian losing all her nails overnight.
It's like she has completely forgotten about the 'original owner's biological mother' that she was still thinking about, and doesn't think about it anymore.
Yan Xingyue curled his fingers and rubbed his knuckles on her smooth neck.
"Why not sell it?"
Xiang Fengyu looked into his dark and deep eyes, and it took him a while to realize that he had brought the topic back to the beginning of 'Jiang Zhi'.
"The wooden fish will definitely become popular once you've filmed it, so why give him the money?"
Xiang Fengyu is confident in his work.
Even if she wanted to sell the copyright, there was no way she could cooperate with Jiang Zhi without any grudges after hearing about Yan Xingyue's past.
"Besides, to put it another way, isn't my instructor right?"
Yan Xingyue: "......"
If you withdraw too much, come back.
"I won't sell him anyway."
Xiang Fengyu reached out and hugged his good arm and began to rub it, trying to ball up Yan Xingyue's sleeve.
Yan Xingyue's body swayed slightly with her movements.
"Jiang Zhi Wuxin Jiang Zhiying's 'foundation'."
The word "foundation" sounded sarcastic in his tone.
"For now, if you want to go further, Jiang Zhi is indeed the right choice."
Besides, he no longer wanted Jiang Zhi to die.
Jiang Zhi's death would indeed cause a huge blow to Jiang Zhiying.
But not enough.
On the contrary, as long as Jiang Zhi was alive, the despair of betrayal and separation could continue to spread, biting Jiang Zhiying's heart from time to time like a poisonous snake.
If you want to blame, Jiang Zhiying can only blame himself.
A woman with a rotten heart actually raised a child who didn't look like her.
Pulling the person off his arm and holding it back, Yan Xingyue said word by word: "If you want to become strong quickly, there's no harm in using someone you don't like."
"Once you squeeze out all the value, just throw it away."
The grip on her hand was a little tight. When Xiang Fengyu heard these words, his eyes changed.
These words really don't sound like the words of a sick man who has been living in a dark abandoned house all year round.
She had wanted to ask for a long time.
"I can kill people, I can build such a powerful underground base, and I may have some skills that I don't know about..."
"Yueyue, where did you learn this?"
Xiang Fengyu couldn't hold it in any longer.
Although she has many secrets of her own, she always feels that Xiaoyingyangzi hides them much deeper than she does.
Yan Xingyue rubbed her wrist bones with his fingertips, caressing her inch by inch, and said in a casual tone: "Want to know?"
Xiang Fengyu nodded repeatedly: "I think so."
Before he could say the following words, Xiang Fengyu answered positively: "I want to please you, right?"
"Okay, here we go!!"
