Peerless prodigal system

The author, who used to cherish words like gold, seemed to be a different person, and replied to Wu Liang's more than 30 messages.

It probably means:
Boss, you are strong!
Boss, you are great!
Boss, you are awesome!

Dude, you make me so grateful!

Wu Liang had black lines on his face.

"No way, I only tipped 1 yuan, why are you so excited?"

Wu Liang was also a little speechless.

Last night the author thought he was talking hilariously, but now he is thankful. Is it true?

"It's so real, open your eyes when you see Qianqian! Haha! But I like this kind of real character!"

Wu Liang could understand the author's mood at this time.

The monthly salary is 3000 yuan, but I unexpectedly received a reward of 1 yuan. Even if it is divided with the website, I can get nearly 5000 yuan.

It would be fun to be someone else.

Seeing Wu Liang's reply in the book review area, the author said another thank you.

The author also never expected that a person who thought he could only talk hilariously would actually fulfill his promise.

"Boss, I'm very happy that you gave me so many rewards, but you have to spend rationally. After all, 1 yuan is not a small sum."

The author is worried that Wu Liang is not a rational consumer, let alone embezzlement of public funds by accountants and cashiers. This is a crime and jail time!
When seeing the author's latest reply, Wu Liang couldn't help laughing.

"It's just 1 yuan, do I need to embezzle public funds? The public funds are all mine, so I need to embezzle them?"

Wu Liang smiled lightly, and replied: "Author, don't go to work today, write six chapters for me today, can you finish it?"

When the author saw this sentence, his heart skipped a beat.

To say that working on a milling machine in a factory is really not a good job, it is worse than writing a book. Although writing a book is mental work, it is a dream, and it is worth it even if you are tired.

However, losing your job means losing your job.

Factory work, at least for now, is stable.

And what about writing a book?The boss gave a reward of 1 yuan last night, so what about today?

Will there still be today?

Will there be next month?
The author feels that it would be risky to quit his job hastily.

Seeing that the author was hesitant, Wu Liang donated another 3 yuan without saying a word.

And this time, the author was completely convinced.

The 3 yuan is worth the salary of the author working hard in the factory for a year.

The author replied excitedly in the book review area: "Boss, please slow down to reward, this is too cruel, I have never seen such a big battle!"

"3 yuan is not much, but the tipping mechanism of this broken book site is too rubbish. Isn't there a gift that can reward 10 yuan at a time?" Wu Liang complained.

When the author saw this, the three views were subverted.

A one-time gift of 10 yuan is simply too inflated!
"Poverty limits my imagination, and I'm so excited that I don't know how to repay the boss!"

Wu Liang said straightly: "The best reward is to write well. Hurry up and write the book. Today I want to see the six chapters updated."

I don't want to talk too much with the author, he is here to read the book, not to pretend.

If you want to pretend to be aggressive and find a sense of presence, you can go to the live broadcast platform to hold a few small show cards, and those small show cards can lick him into a god.

However, Wu Liang didn't need it at all.

Of the three women around me, which one is not the best?
There's no point in looking for Xiaoshaopai, after all, after removing the beauty filter makeup, these Xiaosaopai may look like something.

Wu Liang quietly waited for the author's update, and at this time, the book review area became more and more lively.

"It seems that the prodigal son has really come out of the rivers and lakes!"

"Shen Hao appears, there must be something big happening!"

"Although the shot is equally generous, it still cannot prove that it is the deity. After all, tens of thousands of dollars can't tell the real strength."

"Never mind him, it has nothing to do with us if it's the prodigal son in the provincial capital, as a brat, we don't want to get involved."

These readers not only spoke freely in the book review section, but also sent private messages to Wu Liang's account, asking if he was Wu Liang, the prodigal son of the provincial capital who caused the Internet circle to turmoil back then.

Wu Liang was too lazy to reply, and didn't want to reply.

Reading books is to seek happiness, kill leisure time, and lose money by the way. As for other things, I never thought about it or cared about it.

Moreover, Wu Liang did not reveal his identity.

Whether it is Wu Liang, the second shareholder of Fuli in Huadu, or Wu Liang, the prodigal son of the provincial capital, there are many people with the same name. After all, they are not in the rich circle of the same city. No, unless someone with a heart does a special investigation.

Even though the book review area became more and more lively, Wu Liang didn't care at all.

What he cares about is the issue of rewards.

If you want to tip a hundred thousand or hundreds of thousands, it will be troublesome to click every time.

If you can dig this author to your own bookstore, it will be much easier to tip.

So, he found the author, asked for the author's contact information, and called directly to make it clearer.

When the author talked to Wu Liang, it was obvious that the author was very emotional, choked up and stuttered.

"Big brother, hello, do you have any advice?" The author asked respectfully.

Wu Liang unhurriedly lit a cigarette and said, "You haven't signed a contract with this bookstore, have you?"

"Yeah, that's right, I haven't signed a contract yet, and it's more than [-] words, and I haven't received a sign from the bookstore, so I'm a little flustered." The author said.

Wu Liang took a deep puff of his cigarette, then exhaled a long puff of smoke, and said, "Why are you panicking? I like your writing so well. To be fair, the word count and quality have reached the signing standards, but you still don't sign a contract. I always feel unreasonable." .”

"What should I do? It's nothing to make money for the website now. Giving me such a little full attendance is too black-hearted, and it's not entirely a matter of money. This shows that the website doesn't take me seriously." The author is also a little anxious.

There is no contract with the bookstore now, which means that there is no agreement, so the reward money cannot be withdrawn.

"Don't panic, you can leave this website, sign in to other websites, and republish." Wu Liang runs a book site, and he naturally understands the process here.

"Ah? Job hopping?" The author was a little surprised.

"It's not considered a job-hopping. This bookstore hasn't signed a contract with you yet. You're considered a public edition, and you can jump at will. What are you afraid of?" Wu Liang was very calm.

But this is a little hesitant for a small author.

The author is worried that the newly established popularity will be lost by changing the website.

"However, the popularity will be lost, and once you leave this website, you will not be able to withdraw the money you tipped." The author said.

"Don't worry, your book will definitely become popular with me in it, and it's only tens of thousands of dollars. I don't feel bad about it. Why do you feel bad about it?" Wu Liang said in a calm tone.

However, the author could not calm down.

"Big... Big brother, I feel bad for tens of thousands of dollars! My heart hurts!"