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The boxes of the latest "QUEEN" magazines of the season are still piled in the warehouse of Zhao's company.

The Danmei Wen that Zhao Qianjin bought arrived. As soon as she received the goods, she unpacked all the books and prepared to read them.

After reading a 300,000-word ancient novel in three and a half hours, Zhao Qianjin rubbed his dry eyes.

He casually found a bottle of eye drops from the bedside, opened his eyelids, and dripped them in.

Zhao Qianjin logged into Weibo and left a precious book review just for commemoration.

[The writing of "The Salted Fish Young Master" is good, and the plot and emotional lines are not overwhelming, but there is too little flesh and blood, making it unsatisfying to watch. 】

There was a ding-dong sound from the phone, which was a message from Weibo.

Zhao Qianjin saw a little red dot in the background of the private message. She clicked on it and it turned out to be the Meow Meow-chan.

Meow Meow-chan felt a little nervous and a little uneasy.

The purpose of her private chat with the boss again was for those deserted magazines.

Who would have thought that the deserted house that had collapsed would turn around in such a short period of time and become even more popular than before.

Now the whole internet is filled with news about her being viciously mutilated.

Miao Miao-chan clicked on a group chat and saw someone commenting on the distressed and deserted situation.

The vicious shearing incident that Leng Qingqing encountered was so painful that passers-by would feel distressed after seeing it.

Meow Meow-chan was very confused. Her first reaction was, aren't those magazines about to be sold?

The middleman also regretted it and told her that the price of this batch of magazines was even higher than before.

Netizens holding more than ten copies in their hands can literally walk sideways on Weibo.

No, the middleman came over immediately.

Although they broke the contract, who can have trouble with money?

The middleman promised to give Miao Miaojiang a valuable reward to be the lobbyist.

After a brief thought, Meow Meow-chan readily agreed, because she gave too much.

After some simple ideological construction, Miaomiaojiang logged into Weibo and carefully poked the boss.

[Boss, are you there? 】

The message was sent successfully, and Meow Meow-chan breathed a sigh of relief. She was lucky that the boss didn't block her.

Meow Meow-chan, who politely apologized to the boss and stated the purpose of this trip again, nervously waited for the other party's reply.

Not long after, the boss replied.

Not a daughter: [You are a step too late, I have already sold it to someone else, just now. 】

Meow Meow-chan: […………]

After learning the selling price, Miao Miaojiang was completely devastated and felt that she had missed out on 100 million.

The middleman complained to Meow Meow-chan with great regret.

[I have never seen such a lucky star as Leng Qingqing, who can turn things around after his house collapsed... This thing is simply more exciting than playing with my fund. 】

Meow Meow-chan thought to herself, who can say it’s not the case?

The middleman began to calculate in detail how much profit he could make if he got these magazines.

The results came out quickly, and the two fell silent. They could feel each other's regret through the screen.

Meow Meow-chan secretly chatted with the boss again: [Boss, if there is a chance in the future, can we cooperate again? Can you contact me first? 】

Zhao Qianjin continued to study hard.

She didn't look at Weibo again. She felt relieved knowing that Leng Qingqing was "out of danger". She originally wanted to ask her father to remove the hot search first.

Miao Miaojiang felt disappointed. She saw in the relevant super thread that some netizens were showing off their new purchase of "QUEEN" and even posted photos of them kissing each other in the magazine.

[I heard that this batch of goods was kindly released by the exclusive boss of Leng Qingqing. They are not short of money and actually released their own stock for us to benefit the fans. I am so touched. 】

[Wow, I bought it too, happy. 】

[Haha, I quickly bought ten copies and collected them all. 】

[I want to pass it on to my children as a family heirloom, hahaha. 】

The die-hard fans in Leng Qingqing's fan base all know that the reason why they won this battle with Bai Xiaoman and "BK" was because of the airborne arrival of the last two big guys.

One of the big guys showed up and offered up his entire inventory.

Then other fans who didn't buy it started to dream.

[When will the other boss come out? 】

[Boss, I’m hungry. Let’s eat. 】

[Here@mysterious boss. 】

[Boss, just sell a few copies to your children (crying loudly)]

The inventory released by the first big guy seems to be a lot, but the supply is still in short supply.

Thanks to his fast handwriting, almost every relevant fan has a copy, and finally there is no need to beg grandpa to sue grandma.

In order to ensure that more fans can buy the magazine, it is stipulated that one person can only purchase a maximum of ten copies.

Fans who bought the magazine posted photos of themselves with the magazine and commented indifferently. Fans who did not buy the magazine also responded indifferently and asked who they would collaborate with for the next magazine. Stop being lazy and get up and become a business reviewer.

The whole Chaohua was filled with joy, as lively as the Chinese New Year.

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Bai Xiaoman pushed open the door of her agent's office, her eyes red. This was the first time Yan Hua lost control after returning to China.

The huge sound did not disturb the figure standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The man's back was straight, his figure was tall and lean, and he showed no signs of disability. The metal cane that made Bai Xiaoman tremble was quietly leaning against the desk.

Everything he wanted to yell before entering the office was blocked in his throat, and Bai Xiaoman bit his lips tightly.

Yan Hua silently gave her an endorsement.

This was a silent warning of what Bai Xiaoman had done.

Yan Hua turned around slowly. With his back to the light, his face could not be seen clearly, but his voice was soft.

"Come to me if you need anything."

Bai Xiaoman took a deep breath, but when he spoke, he still couldn't hold back his tears: "I would rather you break my legs like last time. You clearly know what this endorsement means to me."

When facing Yan Hua, there is always a sense of powerlessness welling up from deep inside.

Yan Hua raised his eyes slightly and looked at her quietly.

"You said you don't like fights among your artists."

Bai Xiaoman raised her fragile and slender neck, her eyes were red: "But Leng Qingqing is no longer ours, why are you still protecting her?"

"Leng Qingqing defected to Xu Zan early in the morning, she is now our enemy!"

Bai Xiaoman's voice became sharp and harsh.

Yan Hua walked slowly from the darkness, his handsome face gradually shrouded in the bright light in the room.

He stretched out his hand, which was a very beautiful, slender and elegant hand, and then gently twisted her head to the opposite side, which was the glass on the cabinet, and he said softly.

"Look at yourself. Where is there a glimmer in your face? Wipe your tears away. I hate seeing tears the most."

Bai Xiaoman saw herself in the glass wall, with messy hair and tears in her eyes, like a crazy woman.

She couldn't help but shed a line of tears on her cheeks.

Bai Xiaoman seemed to hear someone sighing softly, and his cheek was covered with soft and cold fingertips. It was Yan Hua, and he gently wiped away the tears on her cheek.

Bai Xiaoman lowered his head and sobbed softly.

"I'm not convinced."

Who in the industry doesn't know that Xu Zan and Yan Hua are on the same page, and Bai Xiaoman doesn't know what Yan Hua wants to do.

All she knew was that Yan Hua was not allowed to do anything to Leng Qingqing.

The endorsement of being dismissed is the best example.

"You are too anxious. If you are too impatient, you will mess up things." The man's gentle voice came from above his head, but the second sentence caught him off guard.

"When it comes to Lengqingqing's handle, no one can have more handles than me."

Bai Xiaoman raised her eyes in surprise and looked into his smiling eyes.