Chapter 292 Flowers bloom in the backyard

"No negotiation!" Chu Ba showed the dignity of a father and did not want to bow to his son.

But he didn't hold it for two seconds before he whispered again: "Unless you give me some money and don't tell your mother, then we can discuss it."

Problems that money can solve are not problems, so Chu Fan immediately transferred one hundred yuan to Chu Ba.

After receiving the money, Chu Ba was very satisfied and asked: "What's the matter?"

Chu Fan said: "I want to build two reader groups. Dad, help me build them and be the group leader."

"What's so difficult about this?" Chu Ba agreed without hesitation.

He couldn't stand his son's books, and he wasn't even interested in those poems.

He felt that he didn't need to study anymore, at least some ancient poems and lyrics, so he could just go with the wind.

At this age, he can perfect his professional skills and work for more than ten years before retiring and enjoying his old age.

If you want to do other things after retirement, that's what you did at that time. Now you just have to work hard and do your job well.

"People will often join or leave the group. If there is news, you should be mentally prepared." Chu Fan said about the problems he will face in the future.

As for the neurotic readers who joined the group to troll and ran away, Chu Fan did not tell Chu Ba, lest Chu Ba would stop doing it.

"What's this?" Chu Ba didn't care, thinking about how to spend the one hundred yuan.

With so much pocket money, he really didn't know how to spend it.

"You can open another small account, pretend to be me, and be a manager." Chu Fan didn't want to endure the attack of a time bomb anymore, he just wanted to be a spectator and ambush the group.

Soon, the ordinary group and subscription group were created, and Chu Fan posted them.

Within a few minutes, Chu Ba started to get busy.

There are many people who subscribe to the group, and even more people join the regular group.

"Oh, my eyes are filled with tears, we are finally organized."

"Chicken Jelly, thank you to the group owner for providing the group number. Where is the author?"

"We don't want Aite authors to be so big. We have to find the management in advance, and then the management will find the author. Can you give me a manager?"

"Haha, management? How many fans are you worth? Even my leader is embarrassed to manage you."

"Now that there is a group, let's quickly call on those who haven't joined the group and crowdfund to create a silver alliance to increase the exposure of the author's big book."

"Yes, we have to fight for the top spot on the new book monthly ticket sales list."

Within an hour, the group was extremely lively.

Chu Ba was surprised that his son's book was so popular. Readers joined in one after another.

He had short hands and was about to go to bed at midnight. In order to help his son get the group together first, Chu Ba didn't dare to sleep.

After Li Yu learned about it, he didn't urge Chu Ba to sleep. Instead, he joined the group and became the first manager. Like a young girl, he wrote all kinds of books praising his son in the group.

From then on, the group leader and the two managers were regarded as Chu Fan’s little vests.

Chu Fan couldn't laugh or cry.

Not long after, the flowers in the backyard that Bohan was most looking forward to began to bloom.

The appeal of this little rich woman who is willing to spend money is comparable to a big recommendation.

The alliance leader ecosystem has a strength that cannot be underestimated, and some fire books are supported by them.

Of course, first of all, the fire book needs to be of high quality. If it is too poor, it will be mud that cannot hold up the wall.

"Sir, I want to be your operations officer, is that okay?" Not long after Hua started joining the group, he took the initiative to chat with Chu Fan privately.

Of course, that account is still Chu Ba’s trumpet.

What the hell is an operations officer?

Chu Ba had to go to the study room to find his son.

"Dad, you log in to your trumpet account on the computer, and I'll chat with her." Chu Fan got out of the way.

Chu Ba's trumpet was actually a work account that he had no use in the past. There was no secret. He happily helped his son board it.

After the flowers bloomed in the backyard, I chatted privately and waited for the wind to blow my sails. I have been waiting for information.

In the past, she liked being the operations officer or manager of Huoshu, just to make more friends.

Even if they are just online friends.

In reality, she has very few friends.

No one would believe her if she told her, and she didn't have any best friends.

In the past, she also had several close friends.

But later she saw clearly that they were either after her beauty or her money.

If something really happened, one of them would run faster than the other.

She also didn't regret testing those few friends with their humanity. If she hadn't tested them, she wouldn't have known how low their bottom line was.

It’s okay not to have such a friend.

She is typically white, rich and beautiful, but she ends up making friends online.

At least, there isn't much interest on the Internet, and she won't be hurt by it.

So I am very happy to grow up with Huoshu and witness its rise and fall.

But recently, she wasn't too keen on being an operations officer or group manager, and she felt bored.

After reading the book "I Open a Copy for the Human Race", Houting Huakai started to get excited again.

This was a great book that she had never seen before.

It is said to be a web article, but it is not pure.

It is said to be classic literature, but its intention is too obvious, even clear, and not at all euphemistic.

So-called classic literature almost never reveals its intention, saying, "Oh, this book of mine is just to bring peace to the human race, or to sing praises to those unknown heroes, or to praise teachers who silently contribute in their posts."

Like and so on.

There are a thousand Hamlets for a thousand readers, that's how it comes about.

It's up to the readers to understand.

No matter how you define the book "I Open a Copy for the Human Race", Houtinghuakai clearly knows that its poems and articles are so beautiful, and the level of amazement far exceeds the charm of its refreshing writing.

Some poems and articles are so stunning that you don’t need high literary attainments to understand them.

But some require extremely high literary skills to understand.

Because of this, the reader stickiness and follow-up rate of this book are astonishingly high.

I can understand this easy-to-understand poem and article, but why can’t I understand others?

Even if you don’t understand, you have to read until you understand.

This chapter says that someone must understand it, so just read this chapter or express some of your own understanding.

In this way, this chapter has become the second home for reading.

For the chapter "The Sapphire Case. New Year's Eve", this chapter alone has reached a terrifying 20,000+.

This is just one month's worth of publishing, and the exposure is still very small.

After a few months, it won't be a problem to get over 50,000 yuan.

Some readers said that they only read this book, and one chapter can be read as a dozen or even more chapters, because this chapter has a lot to say and is also very interesting.

There are idiot readers and knowledgeable readers, all of whom are talented and speak well.

"Dad, are you here, are you busy typing?" It only lasted ten minutes, but Hua Kai in the backyard felt that he had been waiting for a long time, so he couldn't help but send another message asking to wait for the wind to blow.

On the Internet, Houtinghuakai is very humble, but I have never called an author that way.

They were not worthy enough for her to call them Dada, but when the wind blew her sails, she felt that on the other hand, she might not be worthy.

"Here." This time, it didn't take long for Houting Huakai to finally receive a reply to the message of waiting for the wind to blow the sails.
Chapter completed!