Prodigal System

Chapter 43

"Let ... let go .. I'm dying, I'm dying ..." His partner was strangled almost until he couldn't breathe. "You ... You committed murder …"

Then, Sheng Wenshi turned into pressing on his shoulder and shook it violently. "Where is this woman now? Bring me here now! The song is best suited for the theme song for the movie. It's perfect!"

His companion took a deep breath, panting like an old brown cow working in the fields. "What are you rushing for ... Huff ... It's not that I won't tell you .. Huff ..... How, this woman isn't bad, right? When I listened to her sing yesterday, I immediately became a loyal fan!"

Sheng Wenshi became panicked. "Ahhh, stop talking nonsense! I know you're a big fan of hers, me too! But what I asked was how I could find him! How do I find him! Now is not the time to discuss whether you are a loyal fan or not! "

Now, his partner finally took a breath. "Yesterday night, I was bored, and I heard from my friend that Ye Lai Xiang's nightclub in the West Fourth Loop was completely free, so I left. When I arrive, the crowd is spectacular .. Ah, don't rush, I'll say it, really! " Seeing a sharp gaze from Sheng Shiwen, he hurriedly said, "I'll just skip the start. When this woman went up on stage, the crowd completely erupted. He sang two songs in total. I felt that this 'Chasing of Lightning' suited to be the theme song for the film, so I paid special attention to it. Then, I knew that she seemed ... like .. how should I say it? "

"What looks? You're gonna make me die of nervousness — is that what you want?" Sheng Wenshi was quickly enraged. He was panting just from listening to his comrade.

"En, she seems to be the mistress of the master of the young master of a wealthy family, but it doesn't seem to be so either. The young master was only around 17 or 18 years old, and their relationship did not seem to be very close. But if there's another relationship, I don't know. "After a lengthy speech, his colleague finally concluded. "Basically, he must be related to that young master."

"Who is the young master? Do you know that?" Sheng Wenshi asked curiously.

“Of course.” His partner pushed his glasses up. "This is Young Master Hong Dali from the Hong family. You must have heard of him before."

After hearing this name, Sheng Wenshi almost bit his own tongue. "Hong Dali from the Hong family? The famous lost boy !? Where did the prodigal find this amazing singer?"

"How do I know that?" His partner stabbed Sheng Wenshi in the elbow. "Hehe, Old Sheng, I heard that in two days, Young Master Hong Dali will be holding a concert for this woman at the West Fourth Loop sports stadium. And it'll be totally free. On that day …"

Why doubt? Sheng Wenshi immediately made up his mind. "Go, of course, we'll go! I'll find some more experienced music producers to go with. Oh, right, and the company that is filming the movie, ask as well. We will see well that day! Aiya, heaven is really by my side. Hurry up, play the video again! Although the effect was a little too noisy, it still sounded fantastic! "

…

Hong Dali slept until noon in a daze and felt very unhappy.

The entertainment culture in this world is really too bad. It was no exaggeration to say that if the entertainment service in his world were previously rated at 100, the one in this world could only be rated at 50. Hong Dali could not find a song worth listening to at all. Although music had no limits, the music he heard always made him feel irritated as if someone was scratching his entrails.

When he wanted to read novels, the novels in this world were even more irresistible. He had gone and looked at Zhong Dian's website which he bought yesterday. Novels there are not even readable .. Visually speaking, novels in this world are more like essays and not the kind that complain about imaginary problems. Instead, they are the type that expresses emotions. The entire passage was filled with beautiful words depicting an impressive scene, but they lacked a storyline or storyline. Can this kind of novel be read? Hong Dali slept all morning thanks to the hypnotizing effects of these items. After reading the opening three chapters of the novel, he fell asleep immediately.

Damn, this is unbearable!

Hong Dali was so angry that he wanted to smash his phone on the floor. Just when he arrived at the important part, there were no more chapters left. He could not even anticipate the rest of the chapter because the author had stopped. How should Hong Dali, someone who has always considered wastefulness as a way to change his lifestyle for the better, accept this?

Therefore, when the lunch break arrived, Hong Dali entered his car and directly asked Xiaoyi, "Xiaoyi, Zhong Dian's website, most of the novels there are not interesting at all. When I finally found an acceptable one, the author had actually stopped halfway. It makes me very depressed. Help me find some writers with their own unique writing style to write some novels with more storylines and storylines. Their job is to write a full-time novel. "

"Aah?" Hearing Hong Dali's words, Ling Xiaoyi was puzzled and asked, "Street story? Shouldn't novels always be like they are now? I think they are pretty good when I read them occasionally. You can't read too many of them at once If you do, you'll be sleepy. "

"That's exactly what I mean. This is not a novel but a hypnotic book. I read five different novels and slept for four lessons. They're even more effective than sleeping pills." Some of the novels in this world were similar to those light novels from a certain island country in his previous life. Hong Dali lethargicly said, "The kind of novel I want isn't like this. I want those types, yes, those types that are filled with fights and killings. You glared at me and beat you up. You scold me with one sentence and I'll kill your whole family. This kind, is there? "

Ling Xiaoyi almost died suffocated by Hong Dali's words. He looked at her, stunned, and said, "I .. I'll try my best .. There should be something like that …"

"If there isn't, find some writers who write in simple language and ask them to write some novels for me." Hong Dali added, "And also, the novel that I think is acceptable is called something like 'Evil Energy "Ask the editor to contact the author. I don't care what he does, but make sure to get the writer to keep writing stories for me to read."

Ling Xiaoyi: "Alright .. fine."

"I'm bored to death. Oh, right, make copies of Sister Nianwei's songs for me. The songs are more in line with my favorite." Hong Dali leaned against the window. "And also, that Turkish Bookstore, what is the current situation? Tell me more specifically."

“Oke.” Ling Xiaoyi immediately reported. "Turkish Bookstores is currently the largest database of novels in the State of Heaven. Website IP traffic is approximately 10 times that of Zhong Dian. The number of writers there was also much higher than in Zhong Dian. Currently speaking, with regards to online novels, Turkish Bookstores are dominant. His position is very stable. "

It seems like this opponent is not a weak one. Hong Dali asked, "Then, how can we win against them?"

Ling Xiaoyi thought for a moment, then helplessly said, "I don't know much about operating a website. Young Master, why don't we set up a job market and hire some people to help us manage it?"

"En, okay. You decide the time, and we'll have a job fair then." Hong Dali immediately decided.

“OK, Young Master, I understand.” Ling Xiaoyi asked carefully. "Young Master, do you really plan to compete directly with Liu Mingcheng?"

"Do you still need to ask?" Hong Dali calmly said. "Our relationship is not good. We have to fight each other sooner or later. The one who strikes first will win, right, haha. There is an old adage that fits perfectly: those who have the means must waste, those who have no means must create the means to attract someone to waste! "