The whole world thinks I depend on my looks

Chapter 997

Therefore, Xu Chen continued to provide Xu Chen with some ideas.Later, Xu Chen saw that Fu Chaoyan published articles one by one, but he never wrote novels.

She knew, oh, this scumbag turned around and fell into the arms of science.

Xu Chen, a liberal arts student, couldn't understand those papers, and could only shed hurt tears.

Thoughts were racing, Xu Chen said, "By the way, we want to print another hardcover edition of "Shang Dynasty" recently. Could you please write a preface for the latest edition?"

Writing a preface is much faster than writing a novel.

After all, it only takes a few hundred words to write a preface.

Fu Chao was also a little speechless, and asked: "How many times have you sold the hardcover version, are you still updating?"

Xu Chen said, "Then do you have a new novel for me?"

Fu Chaoyan immediately replied, "I'll give you the sequence tomorrow."

Only then did Xu Chen become happy.

Although Fu Chaoyan often perfunctory her, but if it is a definite reply, then Fu Chaoyan will definitely not give up.

As for why you are working on a hardcover version?
Isn't it because the publishing house wants to cheat money?
Oh no, isn't it because, the publishing house wants to make money?
Every time a new version is to be printed, you can ask Fu Chaoyan for another preface.

Each sequence can be regarded as a new part.

Although the content of the book has not changed, the packaging is different.

Moreover, there are some new insights from Fu Chaoyan.

Some people buy new books just for the preface.

Xu Chen himself has collected many versions of the Shang Dynasty.

Xu Chen clearly remembered that they didn't expect to sell multiple versions.

It was only in the second year after "Shang Dynasty" was published and sold that Fu Chaoyan contacted them suddenly, saying that there was a plot in the middle that he wanted to change.

Then they released a new version.

As a result, that version sold very well.

So the boss of the editorial agency saw that it was profitable, and then he remembered to make a plan.

The boss of the editing room also gave Xu Chen a task, as long as Fu Chaoyan could write a new book, he would give him a bonus.

Xu Chen wanted the bonus very much.

But she knew that she might never get it.

Xu Chen could only follow Fu Chaoyan's 99th follower, a fan who didn't want to eat salt.

You see, if you don’t want to eat salt and have Weibo, you are not the first to notify yourself.

Xu Chen shed tears of falling out of favor.

*
In the private room, after Fu Yingying finished singing a song, everyone was complimenting her.

After the compliments were over, the others took turns ordering and singing.

Only Pei Zhi and Fu Chaoyan were in the corner.

Fu Chaoyan played with his mobile phone for a while, thinking about when to go out.

Pei Zhi, on the other hand, was hesitant about how to add Fu Chaoyan's WeChat account.

Would it be a bit abrupt to ask directly?
But how to euphemistically add Fu Chaoyan's WeChat?
After thinking for a long time, Pei Zhi finally thought of a good way.

"By the way, Chaoyan, click a link for me." Pei Zhi praised his wit.

It was only when he was reading WeChat that someone begged for help to click on the link in the group, so he only thought of it.

In this way, if you ask Fu Chaoyan for help, you can add friends and chat smoothly.

Fu Chaoyan didn't think too much, and became friends with Pei Zhi.

Seeing that the two had become friends, Pei Zhi was secretly happy.

Although the means are not very bright, but the result is good.

Fu Chaoyan asked: "What link do you click?"

Pei Zhi directly forwarded the link of Bing Xixi in the group to Fu Chaoyan.

Fu Chaoyan: "I can't open it, I need to download it."

Pei Zhi: "Then don't order it."

Anyway, clicking a link or something is just an excuse to strike up a conversation.

(End of this chapter)