Chenhui Building, eighth floor, Zhong Dian website.
"Supervisor Zhang, according to the statistics, Feng Yun website's daily IP has exceeded 2.4 million, and it's still increasing." The secretary was sweating profusely as he stood in front of Supervisor Zhang Wenyang. He carefully said, "Also, the number of novels updated in three days has exceeded 3,500. They're about to catch up with us. Supervisor Zhang, look …"
"Feng Yun website must have an expert helping them." Zhang Wenyang knocked on the desk and slowly said, "The six strategies have obviously grasped the key points. We didn't think of this before. Seems like the enemy this time is very strong."
"Yes, Supervisor Zhang, what should we do? Should we think of a way to retaliate? "The secretary anxiously said," We can't just sit here and wait! Shall we ask the Young Master? "
"En, does the Young Master know about this now?" Zhang Wenyang asked.
"He shouldn't know yet. Supervisor Zhang, you mean …" The secretary asked.
Zhang Wenyang touched his chin and thought for a while. "Let's report to him first and see what the Young Master thinks and if he has any instructions."
"OK!"
…
"Dali, there's news from the online novel website. The number of novels updated at Feng Yun website has skyrocketed." Tang Muxin looked at Hong Dali, who was lying on Li Nianwei's lap and planning to take an afternoon nap. She anxiously said, "The number of novels updated in three days has exceeded 3,000. Our Zhong Dian website only has about 4,000 now. If this continues, we'll lose!"
"Oh … That's not a big problem. It's fine …" Hong Dali listlessly said, "I thought it was something big. It's not a big problem …"
"You're really …" Tang Muxin wanted to kick him. "Can you not be so heartless!"
Hong Dali didn't hesitate. "No!"
Tang Muxin angrily said, "It's 50 million if we lose. 50 million! It's not a small number. We'll lose all the money we won previously! "
"I know." Hong Dali turned over and continued to sleep. "Let them do as they see fit."
"Ahhhhhh!" Tang Muxin frantically said, "You don't care at all!"
"This website is meant to squander …" Hong Dali mumbled. "Why should I care if it earns money or not?"
Tang Muxin hung her head dejectedly. "Forget it, I'll ask them to think of a solution on their own. I've really been defeated by you, you prodigal!"
"Wrong." Hong Dali stretched out a finger. "It's the superprodigal!"
…
Eighth floor, Zhong Dian website.
"Manager Zhang, Young Master's side, Young Master's side said …" The secretary fiercely swallowed a mouthful of saliva. "Young Master asked us to do as we see fit."
"Phew …" Zhang Wenyang took a deep breath and said, "Looks like this is going to be difficult! Well, how about this, you inform the finance department to make the latest welfare policy. Since the other party is willing to burn money, we naturally have to follow suit. Increase the author's benefits a little more, and then give the readers a discount. "
"Okay." The secretary thought about it and asked, "What about the mobile reading app?"
"Add a few recommendations to the mobile reading section." Zhang Wenyang thought for a while and said, "Now, let's take a safe approach. Let's not care about whether the other party's data is good or not. Anyway, they can burn money, so can we. But we can't completely learn from them. How about this, go to the finance department and apply for some funds. Do more advertising and attract more readers. At the same time, go to the online literature forum and expose the income of the mobile reading app. To authors, income is the most practical thing. Go quickly! "
"Okay!"
…
Just as Zhong Dian website and Feng Yun website were fighting, in an inconspicuous corner of the online literature world, something that wasn't considered a big deal happened.
July 24, 2014, a fantasy novel "Martial Spirit" that was serialized on Feng Yun website had a new chapter. More than ten hours later, on July 25, it stopped updating. Just as the readers were anxiously waiting for the next chapter, "Martial Spirit" had a new chapter.
The title of the chapter was "A fantasy dream ends abruptly, the author Luo Xue suddenly dies."
There was only one sentence: "July 25, 2014, the author Luo Xue suddenly dies in front of the computer."
Feng Yun website authors' group chat —
Author one: "Have you all heard? Our website's fixed-rate writer, Luo Xue, suddenly died in front of the computer. How sad! "
Author two: "I heard. Sigh, who would have thought that this person would actually die just like that. He's really too fragile."
Author three: "Speaking of which, I have some friendship with Luo Xue. He's quite a nice person. Back then, when my book's results weren't good, I asked him for a chapter to promote. He didn't say anything and just gave it to me. Sigh, what a pity, such a good person … "
Author four: "The latest news is out. Do you all want to hear it?"
Author one: "Of course, quickly say it!"
Author four: "Luo Xue's fixed-rate price is 100 per 1,000 words. But he's a speed writer and needs to type more than 20,000 words every day. His sudden death was purely due to exhaustion. What a pity."
Author two: "I see. But the fixed-rate price of 100 per 1,000 words is not low. Why did he work so hard?"
Author four: "Speaking of which, he's also taking advantage of our website. Originally, according to his results, it should be around 20 per 1,000 words. But he's experienced. Back then, when we merged, the boss above him offered him a price of 100 per 1,000 words in order to retain him. I heard that he has a disabled father at home, and his mother doesn't have much income. He also has a younger sister who needs to study, so he worked hard to write to earn money! Think about it, 100 per 1,000 words, 20,000 words a day, 60,000 a month. It's not a small amount. But this won't do. He has to treat his father's illness and prepare money for his marriage and house. Originally, he planned to work hard during this period of time. Who knew that something like this would happen. What a pity, sigh … "
Author three: "What a pity. His family must be very sad, right? Is there any response from the website? "
Author four: "Not yet. I'm not sure what the website can do. Let's wait for news."
…
Tianjing City center, Pailun office building, sixth floor, Feng Yun website headquarters.
Ko Gohon and Shiroishi Kazuma sat on the sofa in the headquarters of Feng Yun website, looking at the documents in their hands.
"Young Master Gohon." After Shiroishi Kazuma finished reading all the documents, he asked Ko Gohon, "Martial Spirit's author, Luo Xue, suddenly died. What are your plans regarding this matter?"
"He's just an author. So what if he's dead. His fixed fee is not low." Ko Gohon casually put the documents aside. "His subscription is not high. Previously, we offered him such a high fixed fee only because we took care of his qualifications. He's not someone from our Jaban empire. So what if he's dead. I don't intend to waste any more money on him. "
"Mm, a useless abandoned chess piece." Shiroishi Kazuma nodded. "I can only express my pity."
Feng Yun website's General Manager Liu stood in front of the two of them, trembling with fear. He carefully asked, "Then regarding this matter, the two of you mean …"
"Let's deal with it." Shiroishi Kazuma slowly said, "Cancel all the subsequent recommendations for his book. I believe that this matter will be forgotten in no time. Remember, we want to make profits in the future. Now that we've already invested a lot of money, we can't continue like this. "
"O … OK …"
…
July 25th, 2014, 9: 00 PM.
The novel "Martial Spirit", which was being promoted by category, was quietly replaced by another book. The entire process was done without any notice, and it didn't attract anyone's attention.
…
July 26th.
A loyal reader of "Martial Spirit" wanted to read the book through the recommendation spot as usual, but in the end, he discovered that the book that was originally on the recommendation spot had actually been changed to another book. After this reader searched for quite a while and ascertained that he couldn't find it, he could only enter the bookshelf to read — not all readers would look for updates on the bookshelf. Very obviously, this reader was one of them.
Then, very quickly, he discovered that "Martial Spirit" couldn't be found on the bookshelf either.
In the readers' group chat —
Reader: "Do any of you know what happened to Martial Spirit? Why has the recommendation spot been removed, and I can't even find it on the bookshelf? What exactly happened? "
Reader one: "Martial Spirit? It seems that the author has died. It's quite a pity. I heard that he suddenly died on the keyboard from overexertion. Sigh. "
Reader two: "Yes, pitiful. I still wanted to subscribe to his book to express my gratitude. In the end, I can't even search for it anymore."
Reader: "What does the website mean? They didn't express their gratitude at all? "
Reader three: "I think they're trying to downplay it. I reckon that in a few days, everyone will completely forget about this book. There aren't many people who read it anyway. It's just that this behavior of the website is really despicable. Sigh … "
In the authors' group chat —
Author one: "Did you all realize? 'Martial Spirit' is gone, I can't find it anymore. "
Author two: "If you didn't mention it, I really wouldn't have noticed. It's really gone."
Author three: "Sigh, this matter isn't handled properly …"
…
Zhong Dian website.
The secretary asked Zhang Wenyang, "Director Zhang, I heard that a writer from Feng Yun website with the pen name Luo Xue suddenly died two days ago. Do you think we should do anything about it?
"A writer suddenly died?" Zhang Wenyang touched his chin. "This matter is indeed quite tragic. Ask the Young Master, he should have some ideas. Our Young Master is very kind, I believe he will do something about it. Let's not interfere for now."
"OK."
…
Chenhui Building, ninth floor, Caiwei Entertainment.
"Oh? You said that a writer suddenly died? This is really a sad matter. "Hong Dali touched his chin." Can we contact that writer's family? "
The secretary shook his head and said, "Only Feng Yun website has his contact details. We can't contact them now."
"Is that so …" Hong Dali thought for a while and took out his phone. "I'll go and ask!"
Very quickly, the call got through. Hong Dali asked, "Young Master Gohon, hello. Hehe, I want to ask, do you have that Luo Xue's contact number?"
"Oh? Young Master Dali, do you have any ideas? "Ko Gohon laughed coldly." I really do have his contact number. "
"OK, how about this, I'll buy the copyright of his book. Name a price," Hong Dali said.
"Young Master Dali wants to buy the copyright of his book?" Ko Gohon was elated. This prodigal Hong Dali actually came to him on his own accord. If he didn't take advantage of him now, when would he? He directly asked for an exorbitant price. "One million."
Alas, Hong Dali didn't even think and directly nodded. "OK!"
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