Wan Feng looked at the number of comments, more than 800.

How come so many people paid attention to this website and his novels in just one day?

He felt as if he was being treated like a god.

These comments are varied, but most of them are urging for more updates.

What author, hurry up and write! The flowers are all wilting because of my waiting.

Something like, "It's so well written, so interesting, it's the first time I've read such a novel," etc.

Wan Feng looked down one by one, and then saw a message from an ID called Gentle Flower: The author please update soon, otherwise there will be no Xiao Jiji.

Gentle flower? This is the name Xu Meilin gave the panda. Could this be a message from Xu Meilin?

Wan Feng opened the Panda software and clicked on the chat bar of gentle flowers.

I am a gangster, who am I afraid of? Come out!

A minute later, the gentle flower icon lit up: What are you doing!

I am a gangster, who am I afraid of? Damn Xu Meilin, how dare you let this boss have no little Jiji? Tell me! What is your crime?

Gentle Flower: Hahahaha.

Gentle Flower: How did you know it was me who left the message?

I'm a gangster, I'm not afraid of anyone: You didn't even change your name and just used the Panda ID, so of course I knew it was you. Is the reward function ready? If it is, give me a reward to become the leader to comfort my hurt heart.

Gentle Flower: How much should I give to the leader?

I am a gangster, who am I afraid of: one thousand yuan!

Gentle Flower: So much? No, no! But I can give you a dollar!

I am a gangster and I am not afraid of anyone: You are just sending away a beggar.

Gentle Flower: Hahaha, update quickly.

Then the icon turned black, obviously he had to pee.

Faced with such a large number of enthusiastic audiences, someone felt that it would be a bit unfair to the public if he did not update, so he decisively... closed the Qidian Literature website.

He won't update now. If he does, the two women will use both carrot and stick to force him to update a chapter.

That will become two updates.

This way he will update one chapter every time he gets home in the evening, so that means he will update one chapter less.

You see, smart people are different.

Qidian.com was closed, but the icons of Zhang Xuan and Luan Feng on Panda.com started shaking.

Wan Feng clicked on it and saw Luan Feng’s message: Update soon! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !

Zhang Xuan’s message had a similar meaning, but it was much more tactful: I, your wife, am eagerly waiting for your update.

I had to wait, so I just pretended not to see it.

As for Luan Feng, someone could sense the murderous aura through the screen.

It seems like this exclamation mark is free of charge, she actually typed it all out.

But it's useless. I won't update even if you send a train to me.

I was careless when I clicked on the panda just now. Why didn’t it become invisible?

He can't quit now. Once he quits, Luan Feng and Zhang Xuan will know that he has made the payment, and that he made the payment after seeing their messages. The consequences will be very serious.

Someone simply drove a Panda and didn't answer.

When I got home, I explained that I had gone out for something urgent, and when I came back and saw the message, I had already left work.

Someone was very proud of himself and clicked on Xinlang.com to start browsing the world's major events.

At first glance, each column on Xinlang.com is full of content, and in fact, some of the content has been there for a long time.

The content of websites nowadays is nothing more than copying from others. If there is no domestic content, people copy from abroad.

There was no Great Firewall at that time. Anyone who knew English could visit English websites and translate foreign content.

Wan Feng doesn't understand English, and the domestic news is not very interesting.

Oh! How boring! How come there isn't even a movie website about love? The only ones that do exist are novel websites, without even a single picture.

And there isn't much content.

It would be better to wait a few years, when 3G services are launched and video websites start to appear. By then, Japanese and European and American love movies will be popular...

Someone was daydreaming when he suddenly heard the sound of a car braking outside.

For some reason, the sound of the brakes felt like a knife stabbing someone's heart.

Someone stood up as if possessed by a ghost and walked to the window to look down.

Wan Feng's office was on the second floor, which allowed him to see a fiery red car at a glance, and also a small red arrow still shaking in the cab of the red car.

Wan Feng doesn't even need to look at the license plate number, just by looking at this little arrow, he knows who is coming.

After all, there is no one else in the whole Jiangwei who has hung a small arrow in his car.

While others have hung up lucky cats and the God of Wealth wishing safe journey, a certain woman was creative and used red thread to tie a bunch of ten-centimeter-long arrows and hung them in her car.

It is called to ward off evil spirits!

Someone's ghost was about to die, so of course he knew what the other person was doing.

Why are you urging me to come back to my base when I'm urging you to update? Do you want me to live like this?

Wan Feng swept his eyes across the room sharply.

It was over. There was no place to hide. Except for the space under his office, there was no other place in the house where a living person could hide.

Miscalculation! A huge miscalculation.

Why didn't they leave a dark room in this house? Even a large safe would be fine, and then they could hide in the safe...

Oops! That doesn't work.

If I hide in a safe and lock myself in, I might suffocate to death and no one would know. Wouldn't that be suicide?

It's not realistic to hide under the desk. The computer is still on and the tea is still hot. Even if Luan Feng is careless, he can't hide.

After someone's mind had been spinning at high speed, he simply stood in front of the window, with his left hand clasped in front of his chest and his right thumb and index finger crossed out and placed on his chin, pretending to be a philosopher and thinker.

From the back, this shape still has a lot of depth.

The door opened with a bang and a fragrant breeze blew in.

Fortunately, at least the door was opened with hands instead of feet.

The Thinker turned around and looked at the woman who had come in with a look of surprise: "Hey! Wife, why are you here?"

"What are you doing standing by the window?"

"I'm considering a billion-dollar investment project." Someone said this with a righteous look on his face and clear voice.

A billion is a huge scale, right? It might scare you to death! Even if it doesn’t scare you to death, it will at least scare away the arrogance in your heart.

"One billion! Stop bullshitting me! Tell me! Why didn't you reply to my message on Panda?"

Someone pretended to be surprised: "You left me a message? I've been standing in front of this window for more than ten minutes and haven't paid attention to the computer. Besides, why would you leave a message? It's much more convenient to call."

"Come here and tell me! Why don't you update?" As he spoke, a woman sat down on Wan Feng's seat and opened the Panda chat.

"Zhang Xuan also left a message, but you didn't reply!"

"How fresh! I haven't seen yours, so of course I can't see hers either."

Luan Feng looked at Wan Feng's half-empty cup of tea and said, "Bring the tea!"

The dignified president of Nanwan Group was pouring tea for a woman like a waiter in an ancient teahouse, with a smile on his face.