My Daily Salted Fish Routine

Being forcibly heated up, Luo Jia didn't say anything, but her sister was furious first. She thought about it for a long time, took advantage of her position, and knew a lot of inside stories, so she prepared a lot of tricks to destroy this ghost with black eyes.

My elder sister has been scheming with all kinds of coquettish bitches who want to get close to her younger brother all year round. She has developed a magical skill and has profound fighting skills. Her combat effectiveness is even more powerful when posted on Weibo.

Because in reality she is only one person, but online she has a lot of vests.

There are those who are responsible for breaking the news, those who are responsible for setting the pace, and those who are pretending to be ghost fans.

Seeing that she had been working hard, Liu Yaoyao couldn't help but go over and take a look, and saw that she was typing, and her hand speed could rival Luo Jia's.

"Guitongda's new book is the first of its kind. It's invincible in the world, across the universe, and invincible. What a bullshit "The Legend of Wukong". It's all rubbish. It's all written about nonsense. It has no depth at all! Luo Jia's little hot chick has arrived in Guitongda." Even in front of me, I have to kneel down, and I’m not even qualified to carry my shoes——”

Liu Yaoyao was speechless for a long time.

Even Guitong himself would not dare to brag like this.

Sure enough, the hatred quickly aroused. A bunch of Luo Jia's fans below were furious, and there were a lot of replies in an instant.

"Damn it, I'm afraid I'm going to die laughing. This is a crazy fan who came out of nowhere. Does he really think your ghost pupil is someone?"

"Hahaha, the biggest joke of the year——"

"Who knew who your master was before he used this method to gain popularity?"

"Idiot fans, please explode where you are."

Success brings a wave of rhythm.

Of course, there were also replies such as "This is a high-end black bar", "This is to cause war", but they were drowned out.

At this time, Luo Qingyi was taking screenshots of the previous paragraph and sending them to Luo Jia's major book club groups, such as the Wukong Legend exchange group, the plot discussion group, and the fan group.

Then attach a paragraph.

"Mom, that idiot fan with ghost eyes is so scary. Wow, I really don't know who gave him the face. I can't even stand it anymore."

Suddenly the crowd went crazy and killed Guitong Weibo one after another.

"You shameful rhythm dog." Liu Yaoyao covered her face.

Luo Qingyi said plausibly, "This is called Tao Lue."

Liu Yaoyao said: "What should I do if he wants to take advantage of the situation?"

Luo Qingyi said murderously: "It doesn't matter, I have the ultimate weapon, and the effect will definitely explode when released. Let's wait for the heat to rise first, and then use Wenjian's official account to send it out. I'll see if he will fall to death directly."

Liu Yaoyao shivered and thought to herself, it seems that she must not offend her best friend, this murderous intention is too strong.

At this time, Luo Jia received a call from another magazine.

"Hello Mr. Luo, I am the editor-in-chief of Jianghu Fengyun."

"Oh, hello editor-in-chief."

"I've also read Mr. Luo's masterpiece. It's really amazing. I wonder if you are interested in collaborating?" The editor first gave a round of flattery, and then revealed the real purpose.

"I'm sorry, I signed a contract with Wenjian." Luo Jia said simply.

"It doesn't matter, we can pay the liquidated damages." The other party said immediately.

Luo Jia was startled.

So determined?

Liquidated damages are not a small amount.

"You don't necessarily want my book. You want to completely crush Wenjian to death, right?"

"It's just a normal market competition." The other party's voice was still calm, "Ask how much money Jian will give you, we can give you double."

Luo Jia smiled, and a hint of arrogance could be heard from the other party's plain tone. He said, "Do you know how much money Wenjian gave me?"

When Luo Jia heard that the editor-in-chief suddenly gave him five thousand words for a thousand words, he felt that his brain had been kicked by a donkey. Thinking about it now, he probably had already thought that Jianghu Fengyun would contact him.

Luo Jia is now a hot topic, and the popularity is very high. If the topic of the strongest new author continues to be hyped, the popularity will be unparalleled.

It's just that the high price of five thousand for one thousand words is too high. He is confident that no one can beat this price, not even Jianghu Fengyun.

Five thousand, double is ten thousand. Jianghu Fengyun is rich and wealthy, so they can afford this money, but they won't because they poach Luo Jia not because they really think his book will be good, but to deal with Wenjian.

If the cost is too high, the gain will outweigh the loss.

Luo Jia is very famous. If he goes to Wenjian to publish a book, it is very likely that Wenjian will be revived.

"We are all in the same group, just sharing a living, so why kill them all." Luo Jia curled her lips, thinking in her mind, and then decisively rejected the other party.

Even if he was given double the amount, Luo Jia would not do such a thing and ruin his reputation.

"Only a larger platform can you truly exert your due strength, otherwise you will be dragged down and your fame will be consumed. I hope you can understand."

"Don't worry," Luo Jia said.

Both parties hang up the phone.

"How is it?" The editor-in-chief of Jianghu Fengyun, named Zhang Weiyuan, asked when he saw the editor-in-chief hung up the phone.

"Rejected," the editor said.

Zhang Weiyuan was not surprised, "It seems that Wenjian spent a lot of money."

"This kid is also a little arrogant." The editor said lightly.

"Newcomers will always be arrogant. It's okay. They'll know after a while." Zhang Weiyuan shook his head, "Guitong is causing trouble. The scale is small, so go and add fuel to the fire."

"I know." The editor nodded and left the office.