I write novels in Liyue

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Just as Fang Qiu was about to head home, two girls walked towards him.

"It's those two female disciples."

Fang Qiu recognized them at a glance.

The moment they saw Fang Qiu, they recognized her and immediately blushed.

After all, the white-haired beauty had seen them playing and frolicking on both occasions.

Fang Qiu quickly looked away and headed home.

Along the way, I also saw the beautiful young legal expert I had seen by the roadside earlier. However, her eyes were red, and I wondered what sad thing had happened to make her cry so hard.

Poor child.

Of course, they didn't know each other, and Fang Qiu wasn't a social terrorist, so she didn't talk to her or ask her anything, and just watched her walk away.

After returning home, Fang Qiu did not go to sleep immediately because her hair was still wet.

Sleeping with wet hair makes it easy to catch a cold.

It can also cause headaches.

Given her frail constitution, she would almost certainly have contracted the disease if she hadn't been careful.

So she tied up her white hair, changed into a nightgown, closed the doors and windows, and then hugged Tingyu, who was nestled in the cat bed, and snuggled into the bouncy bomb.

At first, Tingyu was a little reluctant, but she quickly calmed down, nestled between Fang Qiu's legs and on his flat stomach, and fell asleep peacefully.

Seeing that Tingyu had calmed down, Fang Qiu gently stroked Tingyu's soft fur while pondering questions about the new book.

Although she plans to be a couch potato, she can't be too lazy.

After a period of rest, I'll start writing a new book again.

She hadn't gone to the bank to calculate her assets, but a rough estimate put it at around four million.

Although it was enough for her to live a carefree life in this rented room, just waiting to die until she was old.

However, we are not ordinary people; we can never have too much Mora.

Most importantly, she inquired about the price of the new type of ship a few days ago.

Good guy.

That's ridiculously expensive.

Calculated in millions.

Of course, I'm not talking about fishing boats or anything like that, but rather yachts or similar pleasure boats, much like those in my previous life.

The interior design is of extremely high standard.

The latest generation of cruise ships simplifies all navigation operations. You can control everything you need to do just by sitting in the cockpit, such as raising and lowering the sails, adjusting the angle of the sailboat, and so on.

It is said that many high-tech technologies for winter have also been introduced.

The quality is surprisingly good.

The price is quite shocking...

Therefore, a few million in assets is still too little.

But what should we do?

He wants to do business, but he doesn't know how.

She had no doubt that if she jumped into the mall with four million Mora on her person, she might only have four Mora left a month later.

They lost so much money they didn't even have underwear left.

Therefore, I can only write books.

"Speaking of which, I wonder how Miss Ningguang's preparations are going."

Fang Qiu sighed softly and turned her gaze to the window, where the night was growing darker.

"Let's ask again in a few days."

Fang Qiu pondered.

If Ningguang's efficiency is high, then she can take advantage of the popularity of the "Chinese Paladin" movie and launch the next "Chinese Paladin" series work.

She hasn't decided yet whether it's "The Legend of Sword and Fairy 1" or "The Legend of Sword and Fairy 4".

If there's still some time before the film's release, she'll consider writing other books...

Well, of course you can also be a lazy bum and just coast along.

Wandering leisurely in the mortal world.

However, if Ningguang's efficiency is too slow, another problem will arise.

If other businessmen discover Ningguang's commercial intentions and rush to release other films to the market first, even if Ningguang and her "Chinese Paladin" films surpass the quality of their predecessors, it will still be a problem.

The release of the film adaptation of "Chinese Paladin" will not have the same impact or shock value.

However, upon closer reflection, given Ningguang's efficiency, it shouldn't be too slow.

Moreover, if she could think of such competitive business tactics, how could someone who had fought her way to near-invincibility in the business world not have considered them?

You should know that when I first went to talk to Ms. Ningguang about cultural and entertainment cooperation, we started with novels and developed various other entertainment products.

For example, movies, music, comics, um... it seems that Inazuma already has a comic book, it seems that it is in his own contract, and there are also anime and merchandise.

Finally, these works, in turn, enrich the novel, forming a closed loop of cultural and entertainment activities.

When she brought these things up, Ningguang didn't show much shock, just some surprise.

Moreover, the surprised expression on his face was more of a surprise at what she could suggest than of the content itself.

In other words, Ningguang must have thought of those things as well.

It's worth noting that she was talking about top-tier business concepts from her past life, and Ningguang was able to come up with them, which shows how capable Miss Ningguang is.

Just wait patiently.

Fang Qiu stretched, picked up Tingyu, and placed her on the bouncy bomb.

My hair is almost dry, it's time for bed.

Ignoring Tingyu's dissatisfaction, Fang Qiu crawled directly into bed.

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P.S.: This is the second update. Goodnight.

Chapter 183 A Fleeting Eternity

The next day.

Rice wife.

It was dusk, and I was all alone.

As dusk settled, the crimson clouds turned towards evening.

The lively atmosphere of Inazuma Castle gradually returned, and the city lights began to twinkle.

Naganohara Fireworks Shop.

Naganohara Yomi-miya was sitting on a long bench at the entrance of the shop, carefully and attentively adjusting the proportions of the fireworks gunpowder.

The golden twilight bathed her fair face, making her appear exceptionally serene and gentle.

"Xiaogong, dinner is ready."

Inside the house, the old man's voice could be heard.

"Dad, you eat first."

Naganohara Yomiguchi shouted loudly.

"Xiaogong, dinner is ready."

Soon, the old man's voice came from inside the house again.

"Okay! Dad, you eat first, I'll come over after I finish this part!"

Naganohara Yomi-no-miya put down the fireworks in his hand, cupped his hands to his mouth, and shouted loudly.

After he shouted, there was no more noise inside the house.

"Dad, really... Hmm, inspiration for fireworks is fleeting, you have to seize it."

Naganohara Yomiguchi stretched with a smile, then picked up the fireworks he had just placed beside him, ready to continue working.