The next day, Chen Fang got up, washed up, turned on his computer, and uploaded some drafts.

Then the penguin chimed.

A message from Huya (a Chinese live streaming platform).

Huya: "Is the author there? You received a million-yuan reward yesterday, and many people have already crowned you as the number one online novel author. We would like to collaborate with you and more than 20 of our Feilong Novels' 28 newly emerging well-known authors for an exclusive interview on online novels. We have invited more than 20 well-known media outlets this time."

Chen Fang... I'm your boss, girl!!!

Because of Shen Fang's perverse sense of humor, he wanted to try rewriting *Zhu Xian* without using any special privileges to see if it could still be popular. Currently, nobody knows that the author of *Zhu Xian* is actually the owner of Feilong Novels—that is, Shen Fang himself. Even Lu Jinbo is unaware of this.

Shen Fang thought for a moment and replied in a cool and aloof manner.

"receive."

At that moment, the cute, tiger-toothed girl in the Flying Dragon editorial department suddenly screamed!!!

"Yes! The gods have answered me!!!"

Immediately, the editors around Huya gathered around.

They all stared at the girl with the tiger teeth's chat interface.

"Holy crap, he really is a god."

"Is this the legendary god who receives millions in tips in a single day?! *pat pat*"

The young editor wearing glasses looked at Huya with envy.

"Liu Xinyu, you're so lucky! You signed the number one author in our online literature world on your very first contract. I heard from the finance department that your commission this month is going to skyrocket. I'm so envious!!!"

She smiled sweetly with her tiger teeth.

"Hehe, I'm pretty lucky. How should I reply to the God of Heaven? He never replies to me. Brother Li, how should I talk to him?"

The man surnamed Li adjusted his glasses.

"Just send him the time and place. People like him are usually very busy. If you try to get close to him, he definitely won't pay any attention to you."

Liu Xinyu pouted.

"I also want to talk to the gods about the later plot of Jade Dynasty."

The man surnamed Li smiled.

"Judging from our usual conversations, this expert is definitely a middle-aged man who's quite old. How can you possibly have a good chat with him? Getting too close to him might just annoy him, and if he decides to switch editors, your bonus will be gone."

Liu Xinyu immediately tensed up.

"No way! I've tried talking to him a few times before and he hasn't replied. Does he hate me? He's the only writer I really care about. Now that the genius is gone, I'll basically only be able to collect my salary."

A middle-aged female editor wearing glasses came over and quickly offered words of comfort.

"No, maybe they're just busy, or that's just their personality. Don't worry, it'll be fine."

At this moment, Feilong's finance officer walked over and looked at Liu Yuxin with a smile.

"Liu Yuxin, come with me for a moment. I'll give you your end-of-month bonus. A photographer will be coming over in a bit to take some photos of you. You'll also be the host of this interview event, and you'll become Feilong's first star editor."

Liu Yuxin looked at the finance department, somewhat bewildered. She pointed to herself.

"Brother Tian? Me? A host? And a celebrity editor-in-chief?"

Tian, ​​the finance manager, nodded and smiled at Liu Yuxin.

"As the contracted editor of Feilong, the number one online novelist, the editor-in-chief will definitely promote you. Besides, among the girls in our screenwriting department, you are the prettiest, so we will definitely push you. We will take some cosplay photos of you later to attract authors."

Liu Yuxin was dumbfounded.

"Attract authors??? Do screenwriters have to rely on their looks to make a living?"

Brother Tian explained, “Of course you don’t need to rely on your looks to make a living. This is just a publicity stunt, and it’s a good thing. Don’t you want to become famous in the screenwriting world? We’re promoting you, which will benefit you a lot. In the future, many authors will come to you specifically to sign contracts, and you’ll definitely make a fortune. Come on, your bonus this month will be paid in advance. I’ll let you in on a secret: even I’m drooling over the amount.”

The editor surnamed Li asked curiously, "How much does Brother Tian charge?"

Brother Tian smiled slightly: "Anyway, buying an apartment in Guangzhou shouldn't be a problem."

The editors present were so envious that tears streamed down their faces.

My back teeth are practically shattered from clenching them! Why wasn't it the fried autumn I signed with?!

Liu Yuxin followed the finance department in a daze until they reached the finance office. A check was written and handed to Liu Yuxin, who looked at the numbers: a 1, a 5, and four zeros.

Liu Yuxin suddenly felt a little short of breath. After graduating from university, her monthly salary was only 800 yuan, not including meals or accommodation. And now she'd received a bonus of 150,000 yuan. "Mom, I'm rich!!! Thank God!!!"

Liu Yuxin, who was behind her, walked as if she were floating on cotton, always light and airy.

At this time, the internet was also buzzing with reports that Feilong's novel "Deep-fried Autumn" had received millions in donations overnight, gathered thousands of alliances, and directly achieved legendary status with a single work.

The online literature community was shaken. After learning about Feilong's model, many veteran authors were eager to switch platforms and flock to Feilong Novels. New authors, dreaming of becoming legends, were also eager to join the Feilong Novels platform. Many more netizens, seeing the opportunity to become rich overnight through writing novels, began to put pen to paper and brainstorm ideas.

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