Chapter 1176
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Cross-border publicity was bound to have an unimaginable effect on comics.
But for the artist himself, there was no benefit. Moreover, such a thing was also a thankless task for the Eurasian comics …
The only people who would benefit from it would be the comics and the artist.
The more Yu Lili thought about it, the more she realized something.
It was Ou Ming.
Eurasian Comics was his company. He must have known about her work and her career.
Ou Ming must have gotten his men to help her with the publicity. That way, once Yu Lili's reputation was established, her future would be smooth sailing.
But, something like this had happened to Ou Ming.
Wait a minute!
If Ou Ming was willing to do that for me, then he must be serious about me, right?
Yu Lili didn't believe that it was simply because I was his girlfriend or a mistress.
If he was sincere, then why did he say those things the day before?
It wasn't just the day before. It was the last time, and the time before that …
Yu Lili felt that she didn't understand him. In other words, she had never understood this man before.
This man's mood swings were unpredictable. All along, he had been overbearing and arrogant. He never explained what he was thinking, and no one could understand him.
"Uncle Wen, when did I get you to do the publicity for me?"
"Probably last month. I was in Fujian at the time, and the people from Eurasian Comics came to talk to me."
Yu Lili nodded her head. The fire that had been burning in her heart slowly died down.
Times had changed.
The Ou Ming now was no longer the Ou Ming of last month.
Yu Lili smiled at Wen Fenglin and nodded her head. "I see. Uncle Wen, please sit here for a while. I'll go up to rush the draft. A serialized drawing can't be delayed for too long. Otherwise, it'll lose popularity."
"Alright. Go ahead."
Wen Fenglin nodded his head. Yu Lili turned around and left.
When Yu Lili got home, she held the stylus for a long time. Her mind was a mess.
Sometimes it was Wen Fenglin's words, and sometimes it was Old Mrs. Shen's. Sometimes it was Ou Ming's and Qiao Ziqing's voices.
Frustration.
Ou Ming isn't in a good state.
Not in a good state? How bad is that?
The people from Eurasian Comics came to me to talk to me.
It was hard to estimate the amount of funds and costs required to hire such an artist for publicity.
Such a man, a man who treated her like this …
Yu Lili's hand holding the pen slightly shrank, and she imagined Ou Ming's current posture.
What did he look like now?
Suddenly, his cell phone rang.
The sudden tremor made Yu Lili's heart skip a beat.
The stylus fell to the ground with a clatter.
The caller ID showed: Old Madam Shen.
After Yu Lili calmed down a little, she answered the phone.
Old Mrs. Shen was just bored, so she called to nag. Yu Lili chatted with her for a while before hanging up.
However, after hanging up the phone, the desire to see Ou Ming in her heart became even stronger.
She wanted to see him, to see him. She wanted to see him...
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