Although the book review section was filled with criticism, what made the editors of Iron-military.com uncomfortable was that the results of Drawing Sword were increasing instead of decreasing. The more it was criticized, the more popular its sales were!
"Boss, did Qi Yue do something to it?" A new editor said indignantly. "A group of people said they were going to abandon the book, so why are there still so many people subscribing? This doesn't make sense! "
The deputy editor of Iron-military.com, Ling Yun Juejian, was indeed a balding middle-aged man. He pushed his gold-rimmed glasses up and did not say a word.
However, the chief editor next to him was already speaking up for him. "Fish Ball, what nonsense are you talking about? How can Qi Yue tamper with this kind of big data? Don't tell me they're directly giving money to fill the number of subscriptions? "
Of course, that was impossible!
"The fiercer the criticism, the more you can see the readers' fondness for Drawing Sword!" Ling Yun Juejian sighed and said, "It's just like those tragic dramas. The more people cry, the more the market."
He took the mouse and clicked on the reward section. He pointed to the projection and said to his subordinates, "Look, he wrote the supporting characters to death, but there are still many people who are willing to support him. They're even willing to spend a lot of money to get him to revise the previous chapters."
The most extravagant was the Golden Alliance of Drawing Sword. A reader with the ID "Military Number Urges Me to Report" spent a huge reward of 50 million book coins (equivalent to 500,000 yuan) just to leave a message in red. "There's still 50 million left. Yang Yi, if you change Xiuqin and the monk back, it's yours! If you don't change it, I'll send a hundred teddy bears to your house one day! "
(PS: The joke about sending teddy bears … came from the book review section. A book friend said that if Little Frost gets this book, he'll send Tai Ri Tian to Little Frost … Doraemon is scared ~)
The editors of Iron-military.com were no strangers to this ID. They knew that this person's true identity was a real estate owner who used to be a soldier. After retiring, he started from scratch and was a big boss who was worth hundreds of millions!
In the past, he spent no less than five million on Iron-military.com. He was a "big fish" that even Iron-military.com had to take care of carefully!
However, now that he had gone to another platform and was still tipping the authors of the other platform, the editors of the Iron Army Network were heartbroken.
"I think it's better if we poach Yang Yi over at all costs!" The meeting room was silent for a while. Then, one of the chief editors said, "What kind of conditions did Qi Yue offer him? We'll give him something better and give him a signing fee!"
"But the problem is, we don't even know where they are. How are we going to poach them?" another chief editor retorted. "If we could, we would have done so long ago!"
"Ling Yun, why don't we discuss this with the military's literature department?"
"That's right. With the help of the army's literature and arts department, wouldn't everything be fine by now?"
Ling Yun frowned as he listened to the commotion in the conference room. He laughed bitterly in his heart. "Too naive!"
Was it so easy to order those people in the army? Moreover, the relationship between the Iron-military.com and the army's literature and arts department had been strained recently. Due to the decline of traditional media, the army's literature and arts department had been declining year by year. On the other hand, the Iron-military.com had shown great potential for growth. This made Ling Yun a little unhappy. Every time the leaders of both sides met for a meeting, there would be a smell of gunpowder.
"Ahem, I think we don't have to go through the army's literature and arts department …" a weak voice entered Ling Yun's ears.
Ling Yun's eyes lit up. He pointed at the guy and said, "Fish Ball, what good idea do you have? Hurry up and tell me! "
That's right, it was the brash new editor. When he saw that the deputy chief editor had called him out, he mustered up his courage and stood up. He said loudly, "We can ask a good publisher to talk to Qi Yue about the physical publication of 'Soldiers' Assault '. For such an important matter, Qi Yue would definitely give us the author's information, right? As long as we can get in touch with the author, our chance will come! "
That's right!
Ling Yun patted his bald head and laughed. "Fish Ball, that's a good idea! Very good, very good! Let's do it this way. You, go and make the arrangements … "
Yang Yi had no idea what the editors of the Iron-military.com were up to.
Yang Yi had been informed by the editor, Qiang Zi, about his new book, but he did not look at the reviews and comments section. He also had no intention of changing the manuscript.
Yes, a reward of five hundred thousand dollars was not enough to change the plot of the original novel!
Why? Yang Yi's reward for a mission in his previous life was a few million dollars. How could a mere five hundred thousand be enough to make him go away?
Furthermore, no amount of money would work. Yang Yi was a man of principles!
But, what was he doing?
…
Today, Yang Yi did not open his shop. Instead, he brought Xi Xi to the bank.
Of course, Yang Yi did not have the attributes of Detective Conan. He was just there to withdraw money. The bank was peaceful. There were no bank robberies or kidnappings.
As they had made an appointment beforehand, the VIP manager brought Yang Yi and Xi Xi to a separate VIP room. She was very considerate and gave Xi Xi a plate of candies and biscuits.
"Thank you, auntie!" Xi Xi said sweetly as she snuggled into her father's arms.
"You have to call me sister. Calling me auntie is too old!" The VIP manager who was wearing a suit and a skirt was actually only a few years younger than Yang Yi. However, it was a woman's nature to dislike being called auntie!
Back to the topic, the VIP manager confirmed with Yang Yi, "Mr. Yang Yi, are you going to withdraw one million dollars in cash?"
"That's right." Yang Yi nodded.
"But it's not convenient to carry one million dollars in cash around. It's also not safe!" Sure enough, Tianxia Bank was just as evil. She tried her best to persuade him to stay. "Why don't you deposit your money in the bank? We have a very convenient wealth management product here. Your money can be withdrawn as soon as you deposit it. The interest rate is higher than a current account and the income is calculated daily!"
Yang Yi was very firm. He waited for the VIP manager to catch her breath and expressed his attitude. "No, I want to withdraw cash!"
The VIP manager tried her best, but Yang Yi still wanted to withdraw the money. In the end, she could only ask the security guard to send the money up. Yang Yi prepared his own luggage to withdraw the money.
Seeing Yang Yi put the stacks of money into the bag, the VIP manager's heart was bleeding. She could not help but say, "Mr. Yang, it's not safe to carry so much money on the road!"
Yang Yi smiled faintly. He looked at her calmly and said, "Is it? Thank you for your reminder! Let's go, Xi Xi! "
The little girl reluctantly looked at the untouched candy on the plate, but she still obediently jumped down from the chair and ran over to her father's empty left hand.
"Goodbye, Auntie," Xi Xi said obediently.
The VIP manager's mouth twitched when she heard that. She could only force a smile.
Just like how he didn't care when he bought a car with two million dollars, Yang Yi carried the bag of money and calmly walked out with Xi Xi. It was as if they were a father and daughter traveling with their luggage. No one would look at him.
Yang Yi was still looking forward to it, but there were no blind robbers rushing out. So he threw the money into the back seat of Tyrannical Wolf and left with Xi Xi.
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