Weibo forwarded the lottery and won a smart speaker

It was just a replay of the old trick from a year ago, but it made Zhuo Muyang think that he had accomplished another major event, as if he breathed a sigh of relief. Although he did not achieve the final goal, he actually cleared an obstacle for himself ——At least Shang Fei will not harass him in a few years.As for the future... He thinks that when he earns enough tickets, it will be enough for him to live comfortably for the rest of his life. At that time, he can retire, leave Zhangzhou, change his identity, and go to a new place. Start a new life somewhere and forget all the bad things that have happened in the past few years.Maybe he should take Jiang Xu with him, he still likes it, I invited him to have a meal at home before, and the chat was quite happy, and some progress was made.Jiang Xu's appearance is simple, he doesn't have much flirtatiousness, and he is devoted to himself.And now he no longer runs away from himself, probably this person is a slow person, and he needs a little bit of grinding to get it, so he simply changed his strategy, from chasing after him to simmering slowly, one day he will be able to succumb to myself.

Zhuo Muyang suddenly felt that his life was heading towards the highest peak. Although there were some ups and downs, these were just the shackles that he had to face in the stage of climbing over the hurdles. He was solving them one by one. Already made it through.Of course, among these shackles, there was another thing that made him feel troublesome.

——The "Sneak Night Attack" on the [-]th was quietly launched on his literary website on the night when "Alei" broke down, and on the second day, the company that produced "Alei" began to sell it on a large scale This product, because the gimmick in the early stage is really eye-catching, so the first batch of [-] units sold out in a blink of an eye.On the one hand, "Sneak Night Attack" quickly captured a large number of readers on the website with its wonderful story setting and solid writing skills; on the other hand, the audio novel exclusively authorized to "Alei" made reading more enjoyable. Three-dimensional, "Alei", as the only authorized audiobook playback device for this work, has attracted a large number of book fans, so Weibo urging him to re-open sales can be seen almost everywhere. It took half a month to ship, but the second batch of [-] units was sold out again within half an hour. The purchase platform was paralyzed during the peak payment period, and the programmers were scolded bloody.

Zhuo Muyang was planning Shang Fei's affairs in the early stage, so he didn't take it to heart, but later found that his position on the list was in jeopardy, so he became nervous for no reason, because it was "Sneak Night Attack" that threatened him.He has a ghost in his heart, and he doesn't even know who would do this kind of thing. Why would a person who has passed away suddenly have a work he has never seen before appear?He thought, he thought that Jiang Xu had shared all the novels he had written with him, but he didn't expect...he kept a hand before his death.Could it be that Jiang Xu's family made it?Found it while packing up his belongings?The writer was indeed Jiang Xu, he was sure of that, but the person who read the audio novel was also called "Nineteen Days", his voice was different, it didn't sound like himself, could it be a composite?This matter is too confusing.

For a while, two novels that could keep pace with each other appeared on the website. Readers would inevitably compare them, and even posted a post predicting when the popularity of "Sneaking Night Attack" would surpass his work. There was also a marketing account on Weibo: "Sneak Night Attack" posted a long Weibo to analyze the reasons for its explosion.The good thing is that Zhuo Muyang has a strong fan base as the backing, and he also has a new film and television contract, and because "Sneaking Night Attack" has not signed a contract with the website, there are many so-called "loose fans", and it has not yet formed a permanent fan base. reading group and climate, so the comprehensive income in all aspects is not as good as him, so far he is still slightly better.

Editor Xiaolu showed deep worry and doubts about this, she was no longer as excited as she was when she took him to find Shengyun to sign a contract last time, but frowned and said, "Woodpecker, you want to create something in the novel. A new hot spot, otherwise, the stealth night attack data will surpass yours sooner or later. And my deadly enemy, he can't wait for my death, he is thinking about signing the [-]th day, but the author himself can't be contacted for a while But there is no progress, if you really want to sign a contract, once you contract management, your position as the top brother of the website will be in jeopardy. I heard that there are already film and television production companies that have contacted our website."

Zhuo Muyang said in his heart, this novel is not written by me, where can I create a hot spot.But he responded to her: "Don't worry, I wrote this novel very steadily, and..."

"And what?" the sensitive deer grabbed the conversation and asked him.

Zhuo Muyang thought for a while and said, "The author is dead."

"What? Do you know him?" Little Lu asked quickly, his mind spinning quickly.

"Well, it may be an old friend of mine. I speculate that his family may have found his manuscript and posted it online as a souvenir."

"Really?" Xiaolu smiled happily, "It's better if a person is dead, you know? If a person is still alive, if he is really signed and written down, then you really have a hard time saying it."

"Well, I know." Zhuo Muyang was very sure.

Xiaolu was silent, and after a while, she said excitedly, "I have a solution."

"What?" Zhuo Muyang asked.

"We can't lose. My performance this year depends on you. I have to find some sailors and give us some publicity."

Zhuo Muyang didn't speak, neither agreed nor objected.

"Great woodpecker, give me a reaction."

Zhuo Muyang recalled Jiang Xu's betrayal to him before he died, and a wave of hatred surged again. This person took away his confidence in love, and is overturning his hard-won achievements now. Won't let him go?Zhuo Muyang said: "Well, don't let this matter go through your hands. The Internet marketing company I cooperated with in the last novel is quite reliable. I'll go find them."

Xiaolu didn't think much, "Okay, then it's settled."

During this period, due to the large-scale batch listing of products, the company's business volume has shown rapid growth, and Gong Xu and Bian Zeming have hardly had a rest.As the main designer of products and programs, Bian Zeming can only sleep three to four hours a day. That's it, and he is chased and scolded by users in various ways. The background of Weibo is full of private messages every day, not because they are hungry. In marketing, they scolded them for having too many bugs, and there were even people in the same industry who were jealous of their products and asked the navy to write black posts... Bian Zeming was very anxious, and a few white hairs appeared on his temples.What about Gong Xu?He is responsible for getting the money and coordinating the general direction, and he is also very busy with his own affairs. Writing and recording alone have taken up most of his time.But he has a new hobby recently. Watching the battered Bian Zeming take the time to joke that he deserves to revenge him for saying something wrong last time.Bian Zeming thought to himself that this person was really vengeful enough, but he was cowardly, he was questioned, and he didn't dare to refute, whoever made himself work for him still had a reason in his hands.

But hard work is always accompanied by rewards. After the most difficult stage has passed, the difficulties in front of us have been overcome one by one. With the growth of experience, the system has finally stabilized slowly, and we can relax a little in the next time.Finally, on the weekend, Bian Zeming slept until noon and was woken up by the "Aoao" that Gong Xu deliberately put into the bedroom. He also gained a lot of weight, and stepped on his chest, almost killing him on the spot, "My mother, ouch, please be gentle with me." He groaned, raised "oooo", and lifted it up by the way Turning around, his eyes were still fully open, and he saw Gong Xu smirking beside the bed.

This kind of Gong Xu made Bian Zeming sober in an instant, nympho thinking about Gong Xu's good-looking smile, he put "Aoao" off the bed and said, "Good morning."

Gong Xu's face changed, and he snorted coldly: "What time is it early, what time is it?"

Bian Zeming didn't need to look at the watch, just look at the big sun outside. It was probably noon. He scratched his scalp in embarrassment and said, "I've been too tired these days. Hey, have you eaten yet?" ?”

Gong Xu said: "Drink a glass of milk, get up quickly, my parents are flying back to China this afternoon, and we have to pick them up."

Bian Zeming patted his forehead, suddenly realized, "Ah, that, I forgot." As he spoke, he quickly got out of bed naked.

Gong Xu looked away, turned the wheelchair and walked out. Before leaving the door of the room, he muttered, "Where is my electric wheelchair? Find it for me when you have time."

What?electric wheelchair?Bian Zeming almost threw the thing away, but felt that it was a waste of money, so he simply hid it. "What do you want that for?" he asked nervously.

"In another week, you should be busy again. It's more convenient for me to use an electric one. I searched around this morning but couldn't find it. Please help me dig it out when you have time."

Bian Zeming walked quickly behind Gong Xu and grabbed the wheelchair that Gong Xu was about to leave. Gong Xu looked back at him, his gaze stayed a few minutes below his navel, and said with disgust: "Put on your pants, you'll be in the middle of the day." , it's indecent, Xiao Yun is still at home."

But Bian Zeming was extremely wronged: "You use an electric wheelchair, so what should I do?"

"..." Gong Xu asked with question marks on his forehead, wondering how could he be jealous of a broken wheelchair, and if he could really walk in the future, would this person die. "Okay." He still agreed to his impolite pleading.

Bian Zeming grinned, let go of the armrest of the wheelchair, and rummaged through the closet for the shirt and trousers he was going to wear today.

Ever since he went to bed with Gong Xu that night, even though he had become Gong Xu's bed partner in a lowly and wishful way, Gong Xu simply exposed this relationship in front of the Gong family, ignoring his wishes at all. .On the contrary, it looks like the people around me. I can ravage, torture, and bully me however I want, but none of you can act like the domineering president and his son.

Bian Zeming was willing to be raped, tortured and bullied by Gong Xu, but it didn't mean he was willing to face the rest of the Gong family.Today, he thought that he was just responsible for being a driver. He went to the airport to accompany Gong Xu in a proper manner as a wooden man, and then safely sent him and Chu Yun back to Gong's house, and he completed the task.After all, the Gong family didn't have a good impression of him. He was a wild kid picked up by Gong Xu from the side of the road, and he was attached to Gong Xu. The relationship between them is really despised by such a rich family.The attitude of the Gong family's parents is unclear, but he knows Gong He and Gong Ying sisters. No matter how nice they are to Gong Xu, it doesn't mean they can accept him. self-aware.

But in the car, Gong Xu shattered his idea with one sentence: "You will also stay for dinner later, and we will go back to the Imperial Garden."

"Ah?" Bian Zeming was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at Gong Xu stiffly.Sitting in the back seat, Chu Yun put her arms around her favorite little uncle, and said heartlessly, "Brother Bian, that's right, you stay for dinner, it's rare for grandpa and grandma to come back."

What he thought was that Gong Xu wanted to stay with his parents for the night, so why did he still have to leave, and subconsciously said: "This is not good, you won't be with your parents?"

"It's nothing bad." Gong Xu didn't show any expression on his face, "I have to write something tonight, and the pre-sale products will be shipped next week, so I have to contact the factory for the construction schedule."

"Don't rush this night, it's better tomorrow..." Bian Zeming suggested cautiously.Staying for dinner was like killing him. The two sisters Gong He and Gong Ying could kill him with just their eyes.

However, his cautiousness made the young master unhappy, "Then you can leave, and don't come back."

Bian Zeming wanted to cry, but this man really pushed him to the execution ground, always threatening him with his reluctance to leave him. Thinking about how jealous he was with a broken electric wheelchair in the morning, it was quite embarrassing.

At this time, Chu Yun came to assist again: "Brother Bian, although I like you very much, don't make my little uncle angry all the time."

Well, it's all his fault.

What was even more annoying was that Gong Xu turned around and gave his niece a high five.

Co-authoring is really a bully for him.