"I had an offline party without saying a word?" The reader was a little confused when he saw the report in the morning.

"Didn't you agree that the end of the year?" The reader who had just gotten up and was still squatting in the pit was even more surprised.

Huiwen issued a notice early in the morning saying that the twelve top authors under Huiwen wanted to organize a meeting. The location was originally planned to be in the imperial capital. At the request of everyone, he was placed in the Fudu. On the one hand, he had to take care of the Fudu, and on the other hand, he had to go over and ask the boss to speak.

The reader was curious and asked, and Huiwen sent a second notice.

"It's a party, not a meeting." Other authors were relieved.

If only a few people were invited to the annual meeting, then everyone would just watch it.

Kiko, who has been from Japan, really wants to attend the annual meeting.

The little girl wrote a book that she completed without participating in the whole process, which she only watched Guan Gong whom she admired from being unknown to being so powerful. The response was very enthusiastic. In Jizi's words, she earned a lot of money in short, which was enough to go to college at Song Ying'er's school.

These days, Ji Zi is frowning and considering the outline of the new book. Although the Great Demon King helped Run the pen, historical novels are very difficult to write. People are still considering whether to write another book that slightly changes the fate of Emperor Guan. The Great Demon King taught them to write a time travel book that helped Uncle Liu conquer the world. However, they are not interested in those things, the most troublesome things in the world. Can't they consider letting Emperor Guan retire to the mountains?

"I still think it's best to go back and continue selling dates." The literary teenage girl said stutteringly.

She wanted to discuss the feasibility of this idea with the Great Demon King, but the Great Demon King was so busy.

"Just attend the annual meeting. In the imperial capital, people don't have to worry about food in such trouble." Kiko thought so.

In the morning, I was holding a toothbrush in my mouth. The beautiful girl looked at her phone and patted her chest. It turned out that those big devils went to meet the biggest devil. They were very lucky, but it didn't matter! Jizi, if you have to work hard, you must write a book that can attend the annual meeting of Huiwen authors at the end of the year!

Mr. Chiba had been walking dozens of times outside the bathroom.

Dear Kiko, you can think about your thoughts while brushing your teeth, but your father needs to go to the bathroom first!

"I think Kiko should call for advice," Mr. Chiba muttered.

Kiko spit out the toothpaste and said, "That's very impolite. If she loses the proper etiquette, how can she face such beautiful words and such beautiful stories devoutly?"

This child is a literary youth.

Just like that, although he was attending classes seriously at school, Kiko was a little distracted for the first time.

What will the Great Demon King say to those slightly smaller Great Demon Kings?

Will he teach secrets?

"It's like the wine fairy teaching Li Xiaoyao the secret of cultivating immortals." The beautiful girl was a little uneasy, worried that such a powerful demon king would take away the opportunity to attend the annual meeting even after getting the secrets.

This is an unnecessary worry.

The dress was very stylish, and although his hair was very short, he also scratched it with a comb. Guan Yin found the hotel that Li Qian had booked. There was no big scene in the imagination. There were only twenty or thirty young people in their forties sitting in the lobby of the hotel. If they hadn't known Li Qian, they wouldn't have confirmed that the gods' party was like this.

"I still haven't let go." Guan Yin thought to himself.

I heard that during an annual meeting of a certain station, a group of authors from the History Channel stepped on beer boxes and flipped over the authors of almost all other channels.

Then?

The history channel was released by the female author.

It is said that this is said.

We dare not ask what the specific thing is.

"Where are you eating?" Guan Yin greeted the group of people who stood up at Hulala, "Is it delicious?"

You didn't eat?

have eaten.

"My little baby wanted to order corn paste again when I woke up in the morning, so I ate three big bowls." Guan Yin hurried over and looked at him, "Hu La Soup, I won't eat this, I'll give you some affordable ones."

What this person calls affordable must be a hard dish.

That is, the full dish.

"Boil noodles, big bowl, two garlics." Guan Yin ordered the dishes and then closed the menu.

People are not happy to receive such people, so how much do you spend?

"The two big bowls of noodles are over ninety, by the way, is it charged for garlic?" Guan Yin was very careful, "Just forget it if you charge."

Forget it, I'll give you two big bowls of stewed noodles.

After having dinner, Guan Yin greeted the powerful man.

This is the leader of this channel, this is the powerful man of that channel, this... Oh, this is your employee or a graduate of your Imperial Master, who comes to work in his senior brother's company.

"Everything is good, it's good. It's not fat, nor too thin." Guan Yin was very pleased and greeted, "Eat, eat more, they treat you anyway."

Li Qian couldn't bear it anymore and had to remind: "Huiwen is your company!"

Oh, right, too.

"Forget it, it's boring for our own people to discuss this. So what, what are you going to have a meeting after you arrive at the Assistant Capital?" Guan Yin smacked his lips, so everyone started smacking his lips.

How can you eat so much that it tastes good if you don’t smack your lips?

Li Qian took a few sips of Hu La Tang before reporting: "This time we contacted the universities over there in advance. First, we went to listen to the literature teachers of Fudu University and Fudu Normal University to give a few lessons, then visited Fudu, and finally discussed the level-level matters with all the experts, and then went back to their own homes."

There is little to say.

"But there is a problem, do you still remember Jizi? The little girl has been to the company and hopes to attend the annual meeting. She has the qualifications, but the contract for Jizi is difficult to determine. If you give a first-line contract, the representative works are too few, and the number of words is broken, with less than 200,000 words. In addition, many readers have criticized Jizi for being too literary and thought it should be more pleasant, the pace is faster, and the ending is clearer." Li Qian asked for instructions, "There is also that the income is far from comparable to these twelve powerful people. We are planning to give another contract grading system for female authors. You didn't ask us to report this matter last time when you returned to the company. Then you have to express your opinion today. What do you think? What else should you add."

Tianwai Feixian hurriedly asked: "The most important thing is to talk about your views on the future of the industry."

Guan Yin was confused.

How could I know about this?

Usually you have to understand this way: "It's hard to say if you know."

Why is it hard to say?

"It's better to rely on everyone to explore consciously. I basically don't have any personal ideas and have no opinions on contracts, so I won't interfere with the exploration ideas of professionals in this area." Guan Yin seemed very modest.

In short, in just one sentence, these key questions are answered "How could I know?"

It's hard to say that he didn't have much time to seriously consider the idea.

This time and space have the inertia of time and space. If he just copy the things he knows, he will be slapped in the face when he says it is small. This is on the premise of saying it wrong.

Even if he is right, he is the boss and the leader in the industry. His words are enough to make some people doubt their own ideas, which will delay major issues.

Guan Yin insists on a little bit, whether it is the industry or the times, to make progress, a large number of people need to explore. He has some ideas and even "experiences", but he is just an ordinary person, and he does not have such obvious vision.

Guide the direction and explore the rest with real workers in the industry.

Otherwise, I will really treat myself as a great god who knows everything and knows everything, and is pointing fingers?
Chapter completed!