I don't know how long I kept singing, but I finally felt tired.
The little girl next to him asked Zhang Haidong: "Brother, will Xiao Nuan be in bed today?"
and you?"
"Well……"
"warm……"
"But you all have to go to my house..."
"I don't need it..."
"Win! As long as you pay! You win!"
The two little girls' eyes shone with joy.
As for Zhang Haidong's two others, they looked dejected, but there was nothing they could do.
After taking a taxi home in a daze, I could only hear the howling of ghosts and wolves in Liu Shan's house. Zhang Haidong waved his hands and fell asleep.
…
call!
The next morning, when I woke up, I just felt groggy.
Drinking too much low-quality beer from KTV is the symptom of this kind of headache.
Zhang Haidong wandered to the bathroom, peed, and then washed his face with cold water. He heard the sound of um um ah ah ah coming from inside the room.
This kid Liu Shan was drunk last night, but he was very energetic in the morning.
I finally woke up a little bit.
Zhang Haidong poured himself a glass of water and then sat quietly on the sofa.
Waiting for Liu Shan inside to finish.
After a long time, when he could only hear faint gasps, he took the money and pushed open Liu Shan's bedroom door.
The sheets are all messy...
The whole house is filled with a strange smell...
When Liu Shan saw Zhang Haidong come in, he was so frightened that he pulled up the quilt.
The two women were generous because they saw the money in Zhang Haidong's hand.
"300 per person, I'll give it to you according to the market price."
Zhang Haidong said and threw the money over.
"Also, if you didn't do anything last night, my brother will not be able to leave today, okay?"
Zhang Haidong said again.
"Of course it's no problem! Brother, come to me more often in the future, okay?
The service is absolutely perfect!”
The woman holds the money and smiles with peach blossoms on her face.
"good."
In response, Zhang Haidong walked out.
Closed the door.
The hormonal sounds started again in the room.
Zhang Haidong lit a cigarette skillfully and stood on the balcony.
Yes……
The first pot of gold is the most important.
Only when you make the first money, invest it, and form a first-mover advantage can you make a lot of money.
I need a plan now.
How to plan the first industry is the serious matter.
Doing a live broadcast?
Make a mobile phone?
Or make a website?
By this time, Huawei should have already gotten up.
Huawei, which was born in 1980, seems to have thousands of patents ten years later.
Making mobile phones is a bit laborious, and the advantages of latecomer patents in the future will really not be able to beat others.
Build an online store?
Be the first to register for JD.com and Pinduoduo?
Then after more than ten years, it will bloom first and borrow it?
Then money can make money.
But the reputation is not very good!
Now that I have been reborn, there are so many cunts out there, how can I choose the one that I can pretend to be the best?
Want fame!
Also have an impact!
We must also contribute to the entire country!
After thinking for a long time, Zhang Haidong finally figured it out with a smile.
First write a novel, then speculate on the copyright, and then use the money earned here to build cars or other industries!
Having made up his mind, Zhang Haidong had an idea.
It's up to you to do whatever it takes to get traffic to your website.
It is better to write here on the Shuxia Chinese website, which saves me some trouble.
As for the next step, let’s increase our visibility.
In the last life, the authors of online novels gritted their teeth and wrote in vain, waiting for the dawn of dawn.
This time, I have to open the door myself!
Build your reputation first!
Zhang Haidong took a deep breath and dialed Hu Pengfei, editor-in-chief of Shuxia Chinese Network.
"Brother Dong! Are you in a hurry to get the royalties? It will be sent tomorrow! I have already notified the finance department! This month you have more than 30,000 royalties, which is completely unprecedented for online articles!
The future leader of online literature will be you!"
Before Zhang Haidong could say anything, Hu Pengfei came over with a flattering tone.
"good.
By the way, I have one more thing to ask you for."
Zhang Haidong was calm.
This money is not considered big money.
"When promoting your website, add the words Zhang Haidong, the top master and the founder of the new genre.
A rising star in the literary world of the future.
Cough cough cough…”
Zhang Haidong said, coughed a few times, and continued: "Just bragging a little bit."
"Okay! No problem! We need to pull off a stunt!
I'm good at this!
The reason why Shuxia Chinese website has not developed is because I don’t have the capital to brag.
Now I already have this capital!
Don’t worry, I will definitely brag!”
Hu Pengfei patted his chest and promised.
"good.
I’m going to start another book soon, maybe two.”
"That's better! I'm always welcome!"
When Hu Pengfei heard that Zhang Haidong was going to double-open, he was so excited that he couldn't describe it in words!
Immediately afterwards, Zhang Haidong dialed the number of Donghai Press again.
"Mr. Liang, can you give me a blow..."
He stated his request.
"No problem at all! I'll take care of this! Publicity is my specialty!"
Liang Zichao hung up the phone.
After finishing these two things, Zhang Haidong sat back on the sofa.
Hype and publicity are the first steps.
If you want to grow stronger, you have to do this.
Next, it will be much easier to handle copyright management and other matters.
In this desert era of online literature, publishing houses are kowtow- ing and begging you to publish.
Once you become famous, film and television companies and directors will have to beg you.
Will the money come soon?
Zhang Haidong tilted his lips and had already begun to dream about how to make a fortune.
At this time, the door opened and two women came out.
After they threw the byt into the bathroom, they said hello to Zhang Haidong and went out.
"You kid, okay!
Sweating profusely, both women felt comfortable."
Zhang Haidong looked at Liu Shan coming out in shorts and said with a smile.
"It's... not bad...
You do not……
Brother Dong..."
Liu Shan looked at Zhang Haidong, as if he was fine.
"Prepared for you.
Why is my brother moving?
Look at you, there are bruises all over your neck and chest.
Young people, don’t be so intense at the beginning!”
Zhang Haidong said.
"really……
really……
What a wonderful woman!”
Liu Shan thought about it for a long time, and then he came up with this sentence.
"correct.
So what job should I do?
Do you want to start today?”
Liu Shan asked.
"Need not.
Let's rest for a while and then start working when the new company is established.
There will be others by then.
Take a rest and take a nice walk around the East China Sea.
Look at the scenery here."
Zhang Haidong waved his hand.
"But I..."
Liu Shan rubbed his hands.
"But what happened to you?"
"No money……"
He said and lowered his head.
"I wipe it?
You energetic young man, didn’t I give you 400 yesterday?”
At this point, Zhang Haidong suddenly slapped his head: "Did you give the money to those two women?"
"Um."
Liu Shan nodded.
"It's fine if they don't give you money! Just give them back! You silly boy!"
Why!
The woman at the foot of the mountain is a tiger!
The women in the city are human spirits!
Did I make up a story for you, where the father gambled, the mother remarried, divorced herself, and earned tuition for the younger brothers and sisters?
Or to earn tuition for your children.
Yes or no?"
"How do you know it?
Brother Dong! She earns tuition for her sister..."
Liu Shan said.
"Next time, remember, don't believe what a prostitute says.
Those are all stories.
It’s a deal when you come out, don’t talk about stories, okay?”
Zhang Haidong patted his shoulder gently.
"good."
Liu Shan nodded thoughtfully.
…
Soon, newspapers, including the Internet, widely publicized that Zhang Haidong is a genius author!
Opened up a new genre of literature!
The literature of the future will focus on telling stories, and the main storyline will be as unconstrained as the imagination!
Will be more subdivided!
This news directly shocked the entire literary world!
Especially the big words advertised by Shuxia Novel Network: a monthly income of 100,000 yuan!
It deeply hurts the hearts of traditional writers!
It’s hard work to write a novel and earn ten thousand a year!
How about you, just write about any genre, the copyright is still in your hands, just start writing, and you can earn 100,000 a month directly?
Isn’t this taking meat from other people’s mouths?
A genius?
If you make a lot of money without going through various certifications, what kind of genius is that?
These juniors must not be allowed to be arrogant!
Soon, traditional writers could no longer sit still!
Start criticizing the novel written by Zhang Haidong!
Some people even started to investigate Zhang Haidong. It didn’t matter, this guy turned out to be the announcer of Donghai Radio!
Just resigned!
Moreover, it aired the story of the delicious ugly duckling and the little girl selling bombs, two stories that exploded the worldview!
Start here!
Soon, articles criticizing Zhang Haidong began to appear on the Internet and in the media.
"Crazy! An unscrupulous writer blasphemed fairy tales and polluted the fairy tale circle!"
"Children may have a split outlook after hearing this! What a disgusting fairy tale!"
"Strongly condemn! Some unscrupulous authors will do anything to attract attention and popularity! It will have a negative impact on future children!"
Suddenly, critical articles were overwhelming!
Zhang Haidong instantly became the center of the whirlpool!
It is precisely because of this that countless people began to search for Zhang Haidong's stories, criticizing, praising, or having nothing to do with them.
All in all...
Zhang Haidong is on fire!
Explosive!
Looking at the headlines in the newspaper, Zhang Haidong did not panic at all.
Let you spray first.
Create a heat.
Jay Chou is like this, and so are many people...
You have to be unique and attract a group of young people to gain a foothold in the future.
Just like an old antique, if you stick to the old rules, you will be eliminated by this era sooner or later!
Perhaps within a few years, traditional literature will be basically swept into the garbage heap!
No one is watching anymore!
"Dongdong! You were scolded in the newspaper! Just because of the two fairy tales you told on the radio!"
Du Xiaoyin's phone call came over.
"Don't panic.
As long as it's red.
Let’s fry it first.”
Zhang Haidong said calmly.
"It's good to be red! You're about to turn black! Almost everyone is criticizing you! Don't you want to be famous anymore?"
Du Xiaoyin said anxiously on the other end of the phone.