The negotiations between the two parties were not very harmonious.

The conditions for opening a microcircle are based on the traffic of its platform.

In their view, Xia Wanqing's online novels are currently quite popular.

But these are inseparable from the microcircle platform.

This includes future promotions as well.

Coupled with Dong Ruiya's personal views on Yuan Xiao, there is naturally no room for relaxation.

Dong Ruiya and his party took the elevator to the underground garage.

Entering the back seat, Dong Ruiya leaned her back comfortably on the back of the chair.

"Vice Minister Dong," the assistant said a little worried, "the Minister has explained that there is still some room for negotiation."

Dong Ruiya stared at her coldly: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The assistant was immediately speechless.

Dong Ruiya was then satisfied: "I know there is still a lot of room, but Micro Circle is not a charity.

I'm just using my best judgment based on current circumstances.

If you don't put some pressure on the other party at the beginning, it will be more difficult to control him later.

Especially this stupid young man."

This is Dong Ruiya's judgment of Yuan Xiao and his party.

After all, they are world-class companies with different levels.

The car sped away.

Xia Group's reception room.

Yang Xuehui rubbed her eyebrows: "It seems that Weiquan has made up his mind that we will compromise."

"This is impossible," Yuan Xiao waved his hand, "We can still talk about sharing the platform.

However, Micro Circle wants to have 100% control over the ownership of copyright, so there is a problem here.

Not only Wan Qing's novel, but even future works must follow such regulations.

That’s a bit unreasonable.”

If this world had a mature online writing platform, Yuan Xiao would be able to tolerate some of the conditions.

But the problem is, Xia Wanqing is the originator of online novels in this world.

It is impossible for Yuan Xiao to place his rank so low.

If this is the case from the beginning, it will be difficult for online novels to develop brilliantly in the future.

The leek garden was finally opened, and he decided to run it with good intentions.

Dong Ruiya, you want to interfere with my leek garden.

Sooner or later, I will cut you off too.

"Teacher," Xia Wanqing was a little worried, "should the novel continue to be published on Weibo?"

Yang Xuehui's eyes fell on Yuan Xiao.

After this cooperation, Yang Xuehui discovered that Yuan Xiao was more powerful than she thought.

With the power of one person, he defeated the entire traditional literature.

Adding fuel to the flames, Xia Wanqing was forced to make it the climax of the night.

It is really unimaginable that a high school teacher can do this.

"Continue to publish," Yuan Xiao pondered, "Is there any platform at home and abroad that can compare with Weiquan?"

"No," Yang Xuehui replied simply, "it has been two hundred years since the microcircle was established.

It was one of the first technologies to be discovered and has a wide range of applications.

In today's world, basically everyone has a micro-circulation number.

It is also a mainstream interactive communication network carrier.

The result is that one family is the only one, so their conditions are understandable."

"Is it a unique existence?" Yuan Xiao smiled, "That would be more interesting."

The audience of microcircle is the whole world.

In other words, if he stays in the micro circle, Yuan Xiao will become a world celebrity.

He seemed to see the whole world full of green leeks.

Yang Xuehui looked at the grinning Yuan Xiao and felt a little worried: "Teacher Yuan, you don't want to start a war with Weiquan, do you?"

I guess you don’t even know how you died.

Yuan Xiao waved his hand, he was not that stupid: "World-class companies are not so easy to shake.

My goal is only the domestic market, and I will first give Wanqing Wen a stable platform.

Don’t worry, I happen to have a new project recently, maybe it can be integrated with Wan Qing’s online novel.”

Xia Wanqing's IQ is not very high, but she is very happy, after all, the teacher said so.

Yang Xuehui was very worried, Yuan Xiao seemed a bit unreliable.

Just look at his popularity on the Internet.

Basically they scolded him.

This is popularity, so helpless!

Negotiations with Weiquan were fruitless, and Yuan Xiao returned to Fengyun Pavilion.

"Teacher." Fang Xuyao ​​had been waiting here for a long time. When he saw Yuan Xiao, he stood up.

Yuan Xiao casually asked to sit down, and the two sat down. Xia Wanqing went to pour tea.

"Teacher, as expected, Zhao Guodong really blocked our plan," Fang Xuyao ​​smiled bitterly, "but Chief Engineer Liu has already begun to explain it to some members of Congress."

"I'm afraid it's not easy," Yuan Xiao smiled. "For a high school teacher to participate in an important national infrastructure project, no one will believe it."

"Yes," Fang Xuyao ​​took the tea from Xia Wanqing, "so I would like to ask the teacher if he can come up with a rough plan.

With a plan, it will be easier to convince lawmakers."

Congressmen are engaged in politics, so asking them to understand some technology is simply a waste of time.

"I said last time that I recommended one person to participate," Yuan Xiao thought for a moment, "I will take him to the site when the time comes, and he will do a better job as the main body of the plan."

Fang Xuyao ​​looked happy: "That's great. With a plan, the difficulty will be much less."

"You are still too optimistic about the problem." Yuan Xiao sighed.

It’s true that Fang Xuyao’s IQ is the best in the country, and he is regarded as a technical talent.

When it comes to politics and the like, I am a complete novice.

"Zhao Guodong is backed by the Li chaebol. He will definitely not bow his head easily," Yuan Xiao gestured. "Once he admits your plan, it will be equivalent to giving up power."

Fang Xuyao ​​understood immediately: "Could he attack us?"

"He won't," Yuan Xiao shook his head, "but the Li chaebol has connections with high martial artists."

"Damn it, these worms," ​​Fang Xuyao ​​gritted his teeth, "Is power really more important than the national economy and people's livelihood?"

He didn't understand what these people were thinking.

Yuan Xiao smiled, he had already experienced countless battles in the court.

When you were an emperor in the past, you didn't think you were superior.

In fact, among all the ministers, none of them can have a heart-to-heart relationship with you.

As long as there is benefit, they can cite scriptures.

Even iron trees can be said to be blooming.

Not to mention the politics of Lilenwell, a country controlled by family forces.

If the Li chaebol discovers that Liu Miao and Fang Xuyao ​​are disadvantageous to them, it is very likely that they will kill them.

"It's okay," Fang Xuyao ​​took a deep breath, "I think it's worth it to sacrifice for the country."

This guy is quite ambitious.

Yuan Xiao was very satisfied.

Although Fang Xuyao ​​was arrogant and self-important, the ardent patriotism in his heart could not be ignored.

"So," Yuan Xiao opened his hand, "Have you brought what I want?"

Fang Xuyao ​​took out a bottle of fountain of life: "Teacher, I only got 300 ml."

The Mohu Water Purification Plant is actually a Qingshui Yamen. The power is not in the hands of Fang Xuyao, so it has few resources.

Yuan Xiao didn't care, as long as the wool was there, he took it.

"Teacher," Fang Xuyao ​​was a little surprised, "What do you want the fountain of life for?"

"With your IQ, wouldn't you think of it," Yuan Xiao asked back, "I will find a way to divert their attention from the Li chaebol's problems, so you don't have to worry too much for the time being."

After saying this, Fang Xuyao ​​understood: "Teacher, you are planning to use the fountain of life to make a bomb.

This is what extremists do.

But I support you in blowing up the headquarters of the Lee Chaebol."

Warriors who sacrificed their lives for their country.
Chapter completed!