Several of them are the great masters of Qin Dynasty whom he is familiar with, and many of them are authors whom he is not familiar with but knows their pen name and the title of their work.

He himself responded to several great people he knew well.

And for those private messages sent to him by authors he was not familiar with, he copied and pasted the same sentence in reply.

This sentence is written like this: "If you want to recommend the copyright of your work, please contact the staff of my studio directly. The QQ number is *****"

He still knows how to deflect blame.

Not to mention that he didn't have that much time to reply to so many people one by one, and he would chat with each of them for a long time, only talking about face-related issues.

Needless to say, with so many people sending him private messages, he must reject most of them. It is impossible for these people's works to have the value of film and television adaptation. He and Sun are not taken advantage of, and it is impossible to get the praise of their peers.

Friendship, and spent a large amount of money to buy the adaptation rights of so many books.

But if he refuses directly, he will offend many people.

He would naturally avoid offending others if he could.

It is a good choice to recommend it to the staff of the studio.

…

On the fifth day of the broadcast of "Bu Bu Jing Xin", Sun Quan returned to M City.

After coming back, the first thing he went to was his salted fish studio to listen to Fu Lei's report in person.

We haven't seen each other for a while, and Fu Lei's appearance has changed.

Become more refined.

She had her hair cut close to her ears and was wearing a lead-gray professional skirt. Sun Quan was a little surprised when he first saw her. He was not sure whether her figure had really improved recently? Or was it because she was wearing a suit that fit her career?

The skirt outlined her figure better, and anyway, he felt that her figure seemed to have improved.

Sitting on the boss's chair in his office, Sun Quan held his chin in one hand and listened quietly to Fu Lei's report.

"Yesterday, the author of "Bu Bu Jing Xin" called our studio, and the call was transferred to the landline in my office. She asked me for your mobile phone number, and also expressed her gratitude to me for our work.

The room helped her contact a high-quality company like Tang Ren for this book, and she was very satisfied with the good results. I could feel that her gratitude was sincere, and she also asked us how we felt about other works under her name.

not interested……"

Sun Quan hummed, "She already called me and said thank you."

Fu Lei smiled and asked: "Then...should we buy other works under her name?"

Sun Quan frowned and thought, "How many other works does she have to her name?"

Fu Lei said while thinking: "There seem to be three more books, one is called "The Desert" or something, one seems to be called "Song in the Clouds" or "Song in the Clouds", and another one is called "Buried by Time..."

》, I can’t remember clearly, it should be three books anyway.”

After listening to it, Sun Quan felt that except for "Song in the Clouds", which was a bit familiar, the other two books had no impression, so he lost interest.

The book "Song in the Clouds" seems to have been made into a TV series in the original time and space, but the reason why Sun Quan remembers the name has nothing to do with the plot of the work itself. It is the first time he has heard of "cutting out" for a TV series.

Way.

Shaking his head, Sun Quan smiled and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"Pan Yun resigned!"

After Fu Lei finished speaking, she sighed.

Sun Quan was a little surprised, just a little surprised.

He had an impression of Pan Yun. He was one of the first gunmen recruited by his studio. The Internet articles written by this person left the biggest impression on him that he was a literary youth.

In the past, every time he gave guidance on this person's writing, he would remind him to correct his literary problems. After his repeated reminders, Pan Yun and Wenqing's problems improved a lot.

Unexpectedly, I have resigned now.

"He has resigned and left?"

"Well, I've been gone for a few days." Fu Lei nodded, pursed her lips, and her mood seemed a little affected.

Sun Quan looked at it openly, smiled, and said: "It's okay. No one is willing to be a shooter for the rest of their lives. As early as the first day they came, I knew that this result would happen. It's okay! Oh my God, no one is willing to be a shooter for the rest of their lives.
Chapter completed!