I Am The Omnipotent Prince Charming

the next day.

Chaoyang Media, President's Office.

Xu Yuan sat behind his desk and looked at a report from the secretary in his hand, with a gloomy expression on his face.

His Mediterranean hairstyle that was teased by Su Chen was now covered with a neatly groomed wig, and he looked much more energetic.

After being pointed out by Su Chen in the elevator last time that there were too many sexual intercourse and the fact that his body was depleted, he lost his face.

However, he did feel that his body was getting weaker and weaker, so he took the time to go to the hospital to find a doctor he knew well. Who knew that the doctor's diagnosis was really not much different from what Su Chen said.

Xu Yuan also realized that he couldn't go on like this, so he insisted on nourishing his body with the traditional Chinese medicine prescription prescribed by the doctor, resolutely refrained from touching women, and insisted on soaking wolfberry in a thermos on a hot day.

It's been nearly a month, and the complexion has really improved a lot.

And the wig on his head is a high-end product brought back from abroad by his friends, which is enough to be fake.

He has also been paying attention to the old rival of Chentian Culture, and also expects the Zhao family and the Shen family to let it go bankrupt.

However, not long ago, the originally precarious Chentian Culture came to life again, and Changkong Film and Television with the Qin family as the background actually increased its investment.

He also inquired through some channels, and Chentian Culture seems to have found a new script called "Bright Sword", which has received strong support from Changkong Film and Television.

Later, the Zhao family suddenly fell, and the Shen family didn't make any movement. Instead, Chentian Culture climbed the big tree of the Qin family and was thriving.

Although I don't know why President Qin from Changkong Film and Television supported Chentian Culture so much, Xu Yuan also sensed a huge sense of crisis, and kept people staring at Chentian Culture's actions.

No, the novel "Bright Sword" was released in the city yesterday, and he kept people watching the sales data of Liangjian on the first day. After the statistics came out, the secretary brought it to him immediately.

However, after seeing this result, his whole person is not calm.

how can that be? Not scientific!

On the first day alone, Liangjian sold more than 50,000 copies.

You know, the soldiers he paid a lot of money to attack, it has been almost a month, and the sales volume is only less than 20,000 more than this.

Moreover, the author of Soldier Attack is already a well-known old author of war themes, and he already has a lot of fan groups.

And what kind of "Su Lin" came out of this alley, he had never heard of it!

"Xiao Li, is this report wrong?" Xu Yuan asked the secretary with a frown.

Secretary Miao Li is a woman of about 30 years old. She is not particularly beautiful, but she has a good figure, and a decent business attire shows her mature style very well.

"Mr. Xu, this report is correct. I have asked people to verify it several times. This book is indeed selling very well. Many bookstores were out of stock yesterday." Miao Li looked at Xu Yuan with some resentment in her eyes. With a hint of provocation.

She didn't know what was going on. No matter how she hinted at this time, this old pervert actually pretended to be stupid for her. She had been eyeing a bag for a long time recently, and she was reluctant to buy it with her few months' salary.

"Then why are there so many sales of this bright sword?" Xu Yuan ignored her resentful eyes and asked with a sullen face.

"Then I don't know." Miao Li shook her head helplessly, and her charming eyes continued to secretly greet her.

"Okay, you go out and let someone investigate what this Su Lin is about!" Xu Yuan waved his hand without changing his face.

Miao Li looked unwilling to leave the office, and behind the door of the office, she couldn't help whispering: "This old guy can't be that one, can he!"

"This Hu Meizi, I almost made me unable to hold back."

Inside the office, Xu Yuan wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, picked up the thermos cup on the table, opened it, and slowly drank the tea made from wolfberry. A pair of small eyes narrowed slightly, thinking about the current situation.

Similar to Chentian Culture, Soldier Attack is the most important project of their Chaoyang Culture at present, and a lot of human and financial resources have been invested. If this battle is lost, then their Chaoyang Media may always be subservient to Chentian Culture.

This is absolutely not allowed to happen.

After a long time, he put down the thermos cup, picked up the mobile phone on the side and called He Bing, the author of Soldier Attack.

"Mr. Xu? Is there something wrong?"

After the call was connected, the voice of a middle-aged man came.

"Mr. He, Chentian Culture released Liangjian's novel yesterday, did you know?" Xu Yuan asked. .

"Really? I didn't pay much attention to this." He Bing replied.

"Mr. He, do you know how many copies of this bright sword were sold yesterday? A full 50,000 copies!" Xu Yuan's voice increased a little.

"It's impossible. How could war-themed novels sell so much on the first day, unless they paid for their own sales and wanted to create momentum for the next TV series!" He Bing said flatly.

"I don't really believe it, but our people have carefully verified that there are indeed many people buying this book. It is said that some bookstores in Magic Capital were out of stock yesterday."

"Who wrote this book?" He Bing asked in a cold voice after a moment of silence.

"What is the pen name Su Lin, have you heard of Mr. He?"

"Su Lin? I've never heard of it. It's impossible that I haven't heard of any famous writers on the subject of military warfare."

"In this way, Mr. He, my secretary has already bought two copies of this bright sword. I'll have someone send you one. Let's read this book first. Let's have dinner together in the evening and talk about how to deal with it."

"Row!"

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Su Chen drove back to school in the morning. Before he could go back to the dormitory to rest, Professor Zhang Wenbo called and asked him to gather to prepare for the math competition.

No way, Su Chen could only turn around and go to the school gate to gather.

There is a school bus parked in front of the school.

"Su Chen, hurry up, I'll be waiting for you." Zhang Wenbo stood at the car door, waving at him and urging him.

Su Chen stepped up and walked over.

"Why are you empty-handed, where are your student ID cards and test tools?" Zhang Wenbo asked with a frown.

"Professor Zhang, you didn't say to go so early, I just arrived at the school, and I rushed over after receiving your call. I'm not ready yet, but the student ID and ID card are in my wallet, pen, etc. Buy it when you get there!" Su Chen hurriedly explained.

"That's the only way, you guy, why don't you take this competition to heart!" Professor Zhang gave him a reproachful look, took out a card and handed it to him: "This is your entry card."

Su Chen took the entry card and got into the car with Zhang Wenbo.

In addition to the driver, there were more than a dozen students sitting on the bus, both boys and girls. Some were carrying document bags, and some were carrying bags directly. They were all fully prepared, but he was empty-handed.

Seeing Su Chen getting into the car, the eyes of several girls lit up.