Qidian.com will be handed over to Zhang Xuan for operation in two years, so naturally he needs to lay a solid foundation. After all, Qidian.com will have hundreds of millions of dollars in revenue a year in the future.
For Wan Feng, hundreds of millions of income is a drop in the bucket, but isn’t it good for Zhang Xuan, an old woman, to make hundreds of millions a year?
"Who are you calling a bitch?" Zhang Xuan was unhappy.
"Why would you be unhappy? In twenty years, you'll be an old woman!"
"I'll be as pretty when I'm fifty as I was when I was twenty."
You're dreaming, unless you get hyaluronic acid injections.
"You're the one who's peeing."
See? It’s scary to be ignorant. She doesn’t even know what hyaluronic acid is used for. Don’t think that it has the word “urine” in it that it has something to do with urine.
But then again, drinking urine might really make people younger. How do you know it's impossible if no one has ever tried it?
If a woman drank urine like she does with drinks, she might be able to stay young forever.
"Puff!" Luan, who was drinking a drink, looked at someone with his phoenix eyes as if he were a prisoner.
"I didn't participate in your nonsense. Zhang Xuan boasted even more than I did, but she didn't say a word. Why did you drag me into this? Am I being shot in the back even when I'm lying down?"
"Stop making such a fuss and interrupting my writing."
Someone quickly and seriously started typing. Theoretically, it is hard to say how long it would take.
After many days of preparation, Zhang Xuan also began to serialize his works on the website.
But her work cannot be considered original because it is a story that Wan Feng has told before.
Wan Feng once told a story about cultivating immortals, which was an early book written by a platinum god on Qidian in his previous life.
This book ends in 2012, but Wan Feng can’t remember the exact month.
This book has less than 800,000 words, which is just right for Zhang Xuan to write.
Although it's a bit far-fetched to ask a woman to write a fantasy novel, Wan Feng has never read any online romance novels, so he really can't offer any advice.
Wan Feng can only provide a detailed story line, and the specific description depends on Zhang Xuan's skill.
Fortunately, it is still the initial stage of online novels. As long as you can write it properly, there will definitely be people who support you.
"What do these Qi Condensation, Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir and Transformation into Immortality mean?" Zhang Xuan looked at the outline that Wan Feng had given her and asked a soul-searching question.
"These are the names of the four stages of cultivation. This book isn't long, and the four stages are summarized. If you can write a longer one, you can add more, such as Yuanying, Chengding, Kaiyuan, etc."
"I'm asking you what the stages represented by these four names are like?"
"How would I know? I haven't practiced cultivation before. You should figure it out on your own. Don't you always brag about your high IQ and intelligence?"
Damn it, I've already listed all the details for you, and you're still asking! Are you thinking of asking for a photo?
Zhang Xuan rolled her eyes at Wan Feng and said, "I won't ask you anymore. I'll figure it out on my own. What if I suddenly figure it out and become an immortal? What will you do?"
The old sow is thinking about the bran for ten thousand years, and you still want to become an immortal?
In the previous life, there were tens of thousands of authors who wrote fantasy novels on Qidian, but not a single one became an immortal. It is obvious that cultivating immortals is a dead end.
"Haha! If you become an immortal, I will set up a memorial tablet for you, and then I will live with Feng'er. If that doesn't work out, I will marry someone else to take your place."
"dare!"
The two women roared in unison, frightening the children.
Why are you shouting so loudly? I'm just saying it.
Zhang Xuan quickly pulled Wan Yu's ears and said, "Dogs and cats are frightened, but my Wan Yu is not frightened."
Zhang Xuan is a woman with perseverance. Once she starts writing, she is ready to forget about eating and sleeping.
Her hand speed is much slower than Wan Feng's.
Someone could type a 2,000-word chapter in an hour, but it took her two and a half hours to type a chapter of the same number of words.
Wan Feng had already fallen asleep, and when he opened his eyes, Zhang Xuan was still sitting in front of the computer.
"You're still acting like you're not an old woman at fifty? You'll probably be an old woman at forty. Go to bed."
"I'll be done soon. I'll go to bed after I finish typing."
When people have faith in their hearts, they will be full of strength to do things and will not feel tired.
Of course, if a person has an obsession with a place, he will never forget it.
Li Da is such a person who is obsessed with military power.
When he walked into Jiangwei again, his heart was filled with excitement.
But he also unexpectedly discovered that Jiang Wei's territory had expanded to the west of Cuitun.
Buildings and shops now appeared on both sides of the main road in Cuitun, which was originally three miles away from Xiaoshutun, and no less than a dozen factories were built on the land in front of Cuitun.
When he left a few years ago, this place was still an ordinary rural area, but now it has become modernized.
When the bus entered Xiaoshutun and stopped at the station, Li Da, who got off the bus, was a little dazed for a moment and didn't know where to go.
The street at the bay mouth has also undergone many changes. The Hongying Hotel has become the headquarters of a security company, and buildings have also been built to the east across the avenue leading to Nandawan.
There were no buildings here before, but now there are four or five buildings.
Some of the original three-story buildings in Wankou seem to have been added with another floor, almost becoming four stories.
He didn't recognize many of the cars passing by on the avenue, but he knew they were products of Nanwan Group by the panda logo.
Since the first generation of the Panda sedan came out with a cute panda on its top, this panda with its head down and holding a bamboo has become the logo of Nanwan microvans.
However, Wanfeng is planning to change its logo. If it wants to enter the high-end car market, it would be a bit inappropriate to use such a logo that makes people laugh.
However, the new logo has not been designed yet, and the new logo will appear on Great Wall vehicles.
It has been more than four years since Li Da retired from Jiangwei. Many people didn't recognize him until he walked into Nandawan and arrived at the door of the old factory.
When Wan Feng heard the news, he immediately ran to the gate and shook Li Da's hand tightly: "Uncle Li! You're here! I'm so happy to see you."
"Hello, Mr. Wan! I'm glad to see you, Uncle Li, too."
"What's Mr. Wan? Just call me Xiao Wan. Uncle Li! Are you feeling well? Why are you here alone?"
Li Da patted his chest and said, "I'm only 65 and in good health. I'm at home picking up my grandson from school and can't come."
"That's good, Uncle Li! Has your grandson grown up?"
After retiring, Li Da went home to take care of his grandson. Now that he is out, it is probably because his grandson has grown up, otherwise he would not have come out.
"He's in first grade now. Every day when his grandmother picks me up, I take the opportunity to go out for a walk. It's not easy to get out. It's not easy."
Li Da's home is in Hengren County, about eight or nine hundred miles away from Hongya in the eastern part of Beiliao Province.
Hengren was a county with a relatively backward economy and was considered a poor county in Beiliao at that time.
Although we are in the same province, I have never been to Wanfeng.
"Uncle Li! You're here to stay for a while. Come in!"
Wan Feng and Li Da walked into the old factory side by side.
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