Chapter 150 God of Wealth begs to abandon me

Author: Chicken riding cat

Chapter 150 God of Wealth begs to abandon me

In the morning, Lu Anzhi wrote one quarter of the first chapter of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes".

He knew the regular routine of work and rest and rested at the right time. Even if he had something to do for a while, he wouldn't have been able to last too long.

Before going to bed, he asked Qiuqiu bitterly: When will the Dongyi Electronic Magazine be published?

Although he has always received free electronic magazines from Maple Shudong, he has never been able to watch them. He used to travel abroad, but he would occasionally think about it when he was free, so he went to check it out. Therefore, he was wrong with the release time of the electronic magazine, and there was no accurate concept.

I occasionally remember the time, but if I don’t pay attention to it after a few days, I will forget it.

The guy has always been a champion who stayed up late, and that point is naturally unbearable. When she saw Lu Anzhi's news, she immediately asked: What's wrong with the weekend, Boss B?

Lu Anzhi looked at the time on the right corner of the computer, and it will not be Tuesday tomorrow. It has only been two days since the release of an electronic magazine.

He asked Kuo: Can Fengshudong’s electronic magazine publish martial arts novels?

Reply: Feng Shudong is not a martial arts magazine, Boss B. Nowadays, there are very few martial arts magazines, there is a Guming Legend. Bulu Guming Legend does not go through physical entities, and there is no electronic magazine.

Lu Anzhi: Oh, then who do we know the editor of Guming Legend? Can you give him a contact information?

Kuo Kuo immediately sent a question mark.

...

In the bedroom of Kuoku's house, the editor seemed to have some unknown premonition. Seeing Lu Anzhi's problem in Qiuqiu, the water cup held in his leg accidentally hit the ground.

"Bian Xiaogu, what am I doing?! Are you still at peace?!"

The irritable voice of family members immediately sounded outside the bedroom.

"I didn't do anything, the water cup fell off accidentally."

As he said hard, he asked Doraemon Boss B in Qiuqiu if what do I mean?

Then she went to pick up a water cup.

As soon as he picked up the water cup, he stole the blue twig in her bedroom. He looked at the ground and then went out to get a rag, and complained: "I don't look for my boyfriend every day, and I don't go out except for being at the door of the class. I know that I'm on the Internet. I'm very worried about it. The water cup can fall. Why don't I fall down one day?"

He said bitterly: "He didn't deliberately... give him a rag, just wipe it by himself."

The bitter blue stew locust was boiling locust before pouring water, and said, "Here, I'll see my computer work. Every time he said I'll say whether he's working, why should he say that he's working?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cry of bitterness: "What?!"

The bitter blue bi sheath barium yarn is searching for the bones and ammonia. "It would be fine if he didn't say anything. I really want to quarrel with him?"

"No..."

He pointed at the computer and said, "He is not questioning me, Lan Mao, Boss B, just Doraemon..."

The bitter blue jade is broken and the haze is absent? What's wrong?"

She was not interested in the magazines that Maple Shudong is currently focusing on. She felt that the kind of youthful fantasy literature would like to her at that age.

But if she is wrong, the number one author in her daughter Bian Xiaogu's legs, she will not pay attention to it. After all, her daughter relied on the God of Wealth to receive a lot of bonuses. It turns out that there are more bonuses in the year and she is very eager to break the record.

Therefore, I heard Bian Xiaogu say Doraemon, the bitter blue ⒖tan Shunhui Yi⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗⒗�

"I see..."

Bian Xiaogu pointed to the computer screen and said.

The hard Lan Pu fell down the clouds and chatted with the clouds. When he was tired, he saw that the screen was in the Qiuqiu chat box with "Teacher Big B", "Teacher Big B sent the latest news":

He just wrote a martial arts novel and wanted to serialize it as soon as possible. If anyone of us has the contact information of the editor of Guming Legend, can we give him one? He will submit the submission.

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Kukuo was dissatisfied and said, "Mom, what are I talking nonsense? He has served Mr. B very well. Has the God of Wealth neglected? Why didn't he entertain others well? If someone asked him whether their magazines would publish martial arts novels, he told him that there is a magazine called Guming Legend..."

While saying that, she was replying to Lu Anzhi in Qiuqiu: Boss B, am I going to abandon him like that?

Lu Anzhi replied within a few seconds: What did he mean to abandon me? Don’t you say we are not a martial arts novel?

Kuoku didn't have time to answer Lu Anzhi's words, Kuoku's blue twigs steal the bones and Aochun Chu would like to ask him to tell me if our magazines are not there, what's the point of always making messy novels? How good is martial arts? I won't accept them. He used to like reading martial arts novels."

"No, no, you also like it now. He knows the ruthless martial arts drama."

He answered perfunctorily. What does it have to do with her when it comes to the magazine? And Mr. B did not directly ask her if Mr. B’s own martial arts novel is being published in Maple Tree Magazine.

Bu Su knew that in that kind of problem, she was so angry with her own blue quat blocking her. So she didn't argue. She was perfunctory with her blue slap legs and knocked on new words, and shut up with Lu Anzhi:

Mr. B, I didn’t tell him not to my book. If you don’t have a martial arts book, and if you don’t have a book about Master B, there should be no problem. Mr. B, let’s not be far away, let’s try publishing it in our own magazine?

Kukui Lan Lie shaped: "That's wrong. Martial arts novels are pretty good. In that time, he had to pay attention to what my God of Wealth wrote. I didn't expect that he was good at writing martial arts."

“She is very good at writing fairy tales.”

As he said hard, he saw Lu Anzhi asking in Qiuqiu again: Don’t you need to consider the audience’s issues?

Kuku immediately replied: Of course they have to consider it, but who do I have to do with Master B? Can I do with Doraemon! My pen name is the biggest golden sign. Do you have any manuscripts now? If so, I will send it directly to Mr. B. After reviewing the manuscript, he immediately applied to the editor-in-chief.

Teacher B: No, I wrote a little in the first chapter and I will send it to me after writing it tomorrow. I should have asked me to be serialized in the magazine like the previous "Holy Biography".

After thinking hard, I replied: If the full serial is published, Coco will affect the sales of some physical books. Mr. Bulu B has too many physical books plans for next year, and I really can't afford the right time to arrange the release of this new book.

Teacher B: That's it. Tomorrow he will write the first chapter and send it to me.

After a sigh of relief, Yong Tuofu: OK! Respect Mr. B’s manuscript. Mr. Bulu B, why did I remember to write martial arts?

Teacher B: Martial arts are not fairy tales either.

Teacher B: A fairy tale for adults.

The two words that Zhu Chan made in pain, "Tsk tsk" were said, "Look at what others say, how good! It's worthy of being a great writer, no wonder you can be my God of Wealth. Bian Xiaogu, learn more from others."

Jue: "…"

Thanks to the Sanjue Book Saint, 08a's reward.
Chapter completed!