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Chapter 117 Fang Yun: I don't know how to shoot the fairy sword. (seeking subscription)
"Sword" is a good novel?
Do not!
should say:
In Huaxing, are there any other novels that can spread love, thoughts, and Tao to such an extent?
Gone!

Although I feel very scolding in my heart, everyone knows that "Sword of Heaven" is unique!

Recalling that Xiaoyao hugged Ling'er as if ashamed, wanting her to close her eyes and stop the pain.
And, in order not to leave him, Linger gritted her teeth and insisted on
The hearts of countless people trembled!
Choking!

Distressed!

autistic!

Ever since Ling'er, who was still like a fairy, suddenly fell on a pool of blood, related topics have gone crazy!

Under the unprecedented shock, the mentality of the whole network exploded!
Although Fang Yun had expected that he didn't know, the impact would be so great, because he had already added Jiang Qianru's trumpet, so...
Fang Yun just fell asleep, and there were a bunch of small red dots on the trumpet where there were not many people:
"Cub, go to hell!"

"Don't let me see it! I saw it and chopped you up!"

"I apologize to you! The Queen's wife is going to write too, what do you want from me? Kneeling and calling your father?"

"Come on, old lady shouting! Tell me your address, I'll come here by myself, if I don't beat you to your knees, I'll call you dad!"

"Really, as long as you dare to report your address, I won't be afraid of any gossip, and I will dare to come!"

"I'm here even if I'm not afraid of being exposed! If you don't come, you're a puppy!"

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After Fang Yun finished reading sentence by sentence, what exposure?What gossip?

Smacking his mouth, he replied this time.

Wo Ge: "Calm down, this female writer, please calm down, I am indeed wrong, but online disputes, transfer offline will not be unreasonable, well, I am home everywhere, and I have no address."

Cosmopolitan?

Dog things, as expected of you!

Jiang Qianru, who stayed up all night with her phone, replied in seconds: "Dog, are you online? You finally dare to go online! Let's meet! Let's have a fight!"

Wo Ge: "Um, I don't hit women."

Jiang Qianru: "But I hit a man! Cub, report your address!"

Fang Yun conceded defeat, "I apologize, I apologize, this time I did cause you trouble, I'm sorry."

This sister Jiang Qianru is very angry now, my apology is useless, but your apology will be useful?My sister refuses!
Her author account was scolded all night, and her mentality was numb. This time, she has never been wronged so much, but she has a big relationship with the dog author of Xianjian.
Jiang Qianru: "If I don't listen, if I don't listen, if I don't listen, you will be beaten!"

Fang Yun apologized several times, but I didn’t listen, I didn’t listen, I didn’t listen.
Why do you suddenly feel like coaxing dolls?

So, he didn't apologize anymore, the apology was useless, and he started again: "Then why should I let you hit me, you are not my mother."

Jiang Qianru's reply was quick: "It's okay, I can recognize you as a godson, or if you want, I can even be your father, and then... domestic violence against you!"

Fang Yun: ".You female writer, you are so scary, it's almost degrading, I still don't want to talk to you."

Jiang Qianru was so angry that she hurt her son: "I'm afraid you are a big-headed ghost! Are you human! Are you still human! If you write about the heroine, you will write about the heroine. Why do you mention me! You are still not human."

Fang Yun has always liked to strike hard on the Internet, and after communicating with Qianqianyi, a female author, he does not intend to be a good person: "Well, after all, you are the beacon of inspiration for me to write novels. Without you, there is no future Such a wonderful plot, thank you, this is what I should do."

Jiang Qianru was almost laughed angrily: "You mean, I have to thank you for your gratitude?"

Wo Ge: "No, no, I should do it."

Jiang Qianru: "I'll be your ****!"

Fang Yun: "You lesbian, why are you swearing? I still don't want to talk to you, goodbye!"

Jiang Qianru: "*****!"

Jiang Qianru: "You wait, you wait for my old lady, you must not let me know who you are! Otherwise."

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Fang Yun looked at the last sentence and inadvertently chilled his lower body, and then opened the author's group chat he had mixed into yesterday,

Group chat has an effect of 99+ minutes.

"I hate Woge. @土歌"

"Hehe, what a coincidence that I am too! @土歌"

"Come out and get beaten! @土歌"

"plus one!"

"Plus two!"

"Plus three!"

The team of writers is very united at the moment.

Fang Yun curled his lips and typed a series of ellipsis to forcibly destroy the formation. He felt that these people were too targeted, and then he was relieved——

The whole internet, including Qianmeizi, is scolding the author of Immortal Sword.

What everyone hates is Woge.

What does it have to do with Fang Yun?
Early the next morning.

Fang Yun arrived at the company.

The settlement of the blue and white porcelain finally arrived today.

3000 million sold in the first month.

That is to say, 1000 million people paid for blue and white porcelain this month.

Terrible result.

After deducting the 2% operating expenses deducted to the platform, and deducting half of the remaining income of the singer, himself and the company, the company actually only accounted for 3000% of the 4 million.

That is to say, 800 million funds were withdrawn.

This is only the first month. The benefits that a good song can bring are too long-lasting and have a long history.

And the follow-up funds have not arrived, and they cannot be used, so let's not mention it for now, but this month's share has already arrived.
"Old Fu, Sister Qianru mentioned before that we want our company to build a stage that can shoot film and television dramas. Let's not pay dividends for the income that will be credited to the account this month. We will set up the stage from now on. What do you think? ?”

Fang Yun is not the only shareholder of Xingyue.

After asking Fu Sheng, Fang Yun had to ask Yi Ren of course.

Qin Yiren: "You can arrange it however you want haha, by the way, be careful not to provoke Qianru recently, she, you have been crazy recently, follow her in the company."

Fang Yun hummed, he said that seeing Sister Qianru in the past few days, she didn't look very well.

He also knew the reason, the fairy sword, it's not a day or two since Qianru's sister likes watching the fairy sword

As soon as I thought of Qianru, Qianru arrived at the company.

At present, apart from feeling haggard as if he didn't sleep well, there is nothing abnormal.

She came today to discuss the establishment of the company's film and television department.

"Other things are easy to deal with. With money, you can find a lot of crew members, including me. I know a lot of them. As long as you have money, these are easy to handle. The only difficult thing in the film and television industry now is the content, the script, and what to shoot. The key." Jiang Qianru sat on the sofa and said.

Fang Yun thought for a while, "Then I would like to trouble Sister Qianru to contact some teams, so that we can spend some money in the past two months to initially set up the film and television department, and then shoot our first drama."

"Well, contact is a trivial matter." Jiang Qianru picked up the cup, "I just don't know what to shoot, let's say it first, I don't know how to shoot if it's not a high-quality drama, and there are some in the previous contract."

Fang Yun coughed twice, "I know, what, I don't know if it's okay to shoot the fairy sword?"

Qianru was drinking water, so she should drink more water when she is angry.

As a result, the small mouth just took a sip of water, and before it could be swallowed, it spewed out in one gulp.

Fairy sword? ? ?

　The thesis was typed back today, and there are two updates for the time being, and the transition is over.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)