Port Mafia cadres follow up online

Three years old.

"Zhiji, you have to be obedient, you have to be good, don't argue with others."

"Zaoki, be good, don't talk back to your cousin, he is the son of the Okada family. Mom knows you are right, but let's be more generous and apologize to him, okay?"

"Zaoki, don't be angry, okay? Cousin didn't push you on purpose."

The woman lowered her head and babbled, not knowing how many times she comforted the aggrieved little girl in a gentle voice.

Five years old.

The little girl grew up gradually, and no longer returned to the remote courtyard with injuries.

"Mom, look, I have an elf!" The little girl threw the paper into the woman's arms happily, and shared with her mother what she learned today.

"Naoki, you've already memorized the entire book?! And these poems, my God, your talent..."

"Mom is so happy for you, but Zhiji, don't tell others about this, and don't show others your poems. Come, hook your fingers, and make an appointment."

The daughter's childishness was not taken seriously by the woman. When she saw the innocent poem on the white paper, she folded it nervously and hid it. She warned her daughter that she must not be more conspicuous than the owner's child. She should be mediocre and pass her studies. That's it.

……

Loud noise.

buzzing.

buzzing.

The vibrating sound of the mobile phone was endless, Tsujino Rutsuru opened her eyes with difficulty, sat up and adjusted her posture, her back was covered in cold sweat, she clutched her forehead and recalled what dream she had, but couldn't remember, finally gave up, and stretched out her hand irritably Go enough for the phone.

"...Who?"

"Oshima-kun? Why are you calling at this time? It's two o'clock in the afternoon?!"

"Sorry, I didn't check the time. Be careful and don't rush to write? Uh, no...let's put this matter aside for now, what happened?"

The voice of editor Masao Oshima sounded very excited on the phone. Tsujino Rutsuru, who just woke up from sleep, couldn't stand the high-decibel volume, so he took it a little farther away.

"It's a great thing! Taye Bisan, the first volume of "Dazheng Weiwenlu" has been republished!" As a new editor, Masao Oshima's first book sold out [-] copies in one day, and the editor-in-chief praised it strongly. Colleagues applauded enthusiastically, which made her unable to control her emotions after losing once in the workplace, sobbing and thanking Tsujino Rutsuru.

Tsujino Rutsuru went to the bathroom and wiped his face with a wet towel, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "I want to thank you, Oshima-kun, thank you for your hard work and strong recommendation, I have the chance to debut."

Sensing that she was not in a high mood, Oshima Masao couldn't figure it out, and asked hesitantly: "Is it because you are in a bad mood after seeing some comments after hacking your account? Taye Bisang, you sound a little depressed..."

"Account hacking? Ah, I almost forgot if you don't tell me, it has nothing to do with this." Tsujino Rutsuru didn't know what she meant by "some comments after account hacking", and she didn't bother to get to the bottom of it, anyway, she didn't care online reviewers. "Something bad happened in the past two days. I just moved, so I'll send you the new address."

When Masao Oshima heard her calmly say that the important relics were destroyed, he immediately felt sympathetic. This is too tragic!

Under such circumstances, it is no wonder that they are not happy when they hear the good news.

She sensibly put aside the autograph session and other activities, and racked her brains to try to comfort her, and persuade her to take a good rest, calm down, and take care of work.

Tsujino Rutsuru accepted her kindness, and when he was about to hang up, Oshima Masao did not know what stimulated him, so he suddenly raised his voice.

"Duoye Bisang! Online, look at the website!"

**

At two o'clock in the afternoon in Tokyo time, the author just woke up after staying up late.

In the early morning on the other side of the world, a certain mafia cadre sat at the luxury bar, refreshed the sales statistics energetically, and waited for the moment to come.

The long house is fortunate enough to hire someone to hack the account to put out fake news, and to act in a play, which seems silly and incomprehensible, and he even pays for himself.

But his goal was achieved in the end.

As a new author, Daye Bizhihe left the impression of 'love hype', 'dramatic character' and 'easy to cause trouble' in the eyes of many people.

After the turmoil of account hacking, various forums discussed 'Is Dayebi Naotaku too ostentatious? ''I don't like this kind of style very much' posts suddenly increased.

It stands to reason that passers-by's negative comments and doubts about her in the online world are not very important, and she is not a celebrity, so she does not rely on passers-by and online reviews for a living.

But this is the ideal situation.

The real situation is that society generally expects the image of a literati to be modest, rational, and polite. No matter how hard they are in private, they will be scolded in the public opinion field, and they have to smile and shake hands when they meet in public.

An author's personal virtues affect how he is perceived, and thus affect book sales, whether overtly or subtly.Therefore, many writers do not appear in TV interviews, do not show their faces and do not reveal their real names, just to maintain a sense of mystery and separate their works from the real author himself.

If too much information about the creator is exposed, people may unconsciously put their expectations on him. Once they find that he is not noble and has a side of selfish desires, they may be disappointed, thus changing their perception of his works.

This is especially true in the field of light novels with a high degree of commercialization. When publishers are looking for light novel illustrators, they will always inquire about the character of the illustrator, fearing that if any scandal is exposed at any time, it will affect sales.

Therefore, the draft requests that had been in contact with Masato Oshima suddenly cooled down, and the publishers that did not withdraw the draft requests were also hesitant. Some appreciated the talent of Naotsuru Taye and refused to give up, but made a request to change the pseudonym .

The industry is waiting to see whether Dayebi Zhihe's book will sell well, and whether the current public opinion will hinder sales.

Some of the readers of "Da Zheng Yi Wen Lu" took the lead in setting up a reader group. A reader who worked in a publishing house shared the news that the high-level executives of the Xingdu Museum were planning to cut the remuneration for manuscripts. After the rental house was exposed, many readers were shocked by how dilapidated the house was.

Zhongyuan Zhong also joined the group, and he didn't take the reader's concerns seriously.

The port mafia also wants to do business. Although it is not as good as mackerel, he is one of the cadres who also has a sense of business.

He had an intuition that "Da Zheng Yi Wen Lu" would sell well.

So he has been waiting, and when the sales volume breaks through, the Xingduguan Literature Station will put up a celebratory announcement of 'reprinted'.

At that time, he will send a big gift.

The talented young girl is diligent and diligent, writing hard to make ends meet, finally getting ahead, her life has hope and improvement, but she is innocently slandered by the villain, who designs to drive a wedge between her and her employer.

Nakahara also believes that as a loyal reader, he should learn from the technical readers and intellectual readers who shined brilliantly in the past two days, and use his expertise to do something for "Dazheng Yiwenlu" and the author Taye Bizhizuru .

After thinking about it, Zhongyuan Zhong also believed that he had two specialties: combat power and wealth.

There is no room for combat power for the time being, so only money is left.

At [-]:[-] a.m. Tokyo time, someone broadcast live on the forum the sales record of the first volume of "Da Zheng Yi Wen Lu" - the folk version.

At ten o'clock in the morning, two thousand copies.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, 2000 copies.

At twelve noon, 7000 copies.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, 18000 copies.

21000:[-], [-] copies.

01:30, 29000 copies.

45:35000, [-] copies.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Tokyo time, a reprint announcement was posted on the interface of "Da Zheng Yi Wen Lu".

Nakahara Chuya tapped his finger to send the blessing.

**

Under Masao Oshima’s incoherent voice, Rutsuru Tsujino opened the interface of the Hintokan Literature Station, and the huge banner special effect occupied the top of the page the moment she logged into the background——

Netizen Mr. Hat gave the author Taye Bizhizuru Osechi Cuisine as a gift!

Netizen Mr. Hat gave the author Taye Bizhizuru Osechi Cuisine as a gift!

Netizen Mr. Hat gave the author Taye Bizhizuru Osechi Cuisine as a gift!

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Push ten posts in a row.

Osechi cuisine was a dish dedicated to the gods in the past. After the Edo period, it became a New Year's dish. Even in modern Japan, it is only made and sold during the Chinese New Year.

It is one of the traditions with strong festival and ritual.

After the Xingduguan Literature Station is updated, the amount that can be entered for each tip is set to 100 million, the unit is Japanese yen, and the level is called 'Osechi Cuisine'.

Tsujino Liuhe slowly leaned back on the sofa, thinking to himself, no wonder it is called this name, most people who are rewarded with 100 million are unhappy like New Year.

Ten Osechi dishes are 1000 million.

Netizens are rushing to tell each other——

Some rich readers gave 1000 million rewards to "Da Zheng Yi Wen Lu"!