"It seems you have become a famous person!" Lin Chaoyang joked.

For Ron Woodwrov, who is terminally ill, more people know his story, which is already his obsession and the motivation for him to survive.

Seeing Ron, Woodwruf's face was full of losing breath, Lin Chaoyang carried his condition politely,

But he didn't want to talk about this topic.

Instead, I was excited about the welcome of "Dallas Buying Furniture".

"Lin, when do you think it can be sold for 5.3 million copies when this novel?"

"This is not a number that can be easily achieved. Now the novel has been published for more than a month, with a cumulative sales volume of 387,000 copies. If you simply calculate the sales of the United States, you can say it is not good.

However, the novel has been listed in China this month. I think China and the United States have added up. It should not be a problem to reach this number within two years.

If other translations can be published quickly, time can still - ..

"Haha! Cough"

When Lin Chaoyang looked seriously, when the sales volume of "Dallas bought the Furniture and Furniture Department", Ron Wood Rudriv suddenly laughed and smiled freely and smoothly.

Even if he had a severe cough, he couldn't stop his laughter.

Lin Chaoyang looked at him calmly. After a long time, Ron Woodruff finally stopped.

He looked at Lin Chaoyang, and the three -dimensional features unique to European and American people made his eyes look particularly deep.

"Thank you, Lin."

"You don't need to thank me, this story is written by you." Lin Chaoyang said.

Ron Woodruv smiled, pleasure, bitter, sad-..-Lin Chaoyang has never seen such a complicated smile.

"Thank you, thank you, I'm not so afraid to leave this world!"
Chapter completed!