In Dazhou, I was overheard by the Empress

"I will also feel gentle...so that's how it is."

Luo Guanghong suddenly realized and nodded.

It's not a loss to buy the word myself!

If you really let yourself guess, it must be impossible!

"By the way, Holy Son, this is the remaining 200 million."

Although Luo Guanghong already knew this word, he didn't dare to play any tricks in front of the Son.

Immediately, he took out 200 million taels of silver from the storage bag little by little.

Although it cost 700 million this time, Luo Guanghong felt that he was making a solid profit!
"Hey, something that can definitely emit a golden light."

"The more prestigious people are, the more eager they are, and the more money they can pay!"

"Especially that kind of Wen Dao family, each family's background is similar, but if a disciple of any family has a golden light, then he can overwhelm the other families!"

"Even if that disciple doesn't have holy qualifications!"

"The most important thing for these Wendao families is money. They bought "Lanting Collection Preface" for 700 million yuan, and it is not a problem to sell it for more than 1000 million yuan!"

Luo Guanghong carefully calculated in his heart.

"But silver is silver after all, far less useful than power."

"People can't buy things like contacts..."

Luo Guanghong rolled his eyes and immediately changed his mind.

If you give the remnants of "Lanting Collection Preface" as a gift, no one will be able to refuse it!
Will voluntarily owe myself a huge favor!

"Holy Son, I still have some mundane matters to worry about, so I will take my leave."

Luo Guanghong was full of excitement, and after leaving, he rushed to the palace.

"Tsk tsk, this man ran so fast, is he afraid that the young master will go back on his word?"

Ye Chen couldn't understand.

The rest of the audience couldn't understand it even more.

Before they even realized it, this previously unknown person just dropped 700 million yuan?

"I'll go, let me figure out how much the Holy Son has earned tonight."

"First, I made 100 yuan by auctioning Tianlin cents."

"Later, the golden fountain pen that Sheng Zi casually made was bought for another 200 million yuan."

"And also sold two, that's 400 million."

"In the end, the remnants of "Lanting Collection Preface" and one word were bought by 700 million yuan."

"That is to say, the Holy Son made a direct profit of 2000 and [-] million in less than an hour tonight?"

When this number came out, everyone felt a little ethereal.

What is the concept of two million in 2000? !

Even if Shengzi organizes a storyteller, and all the sun gods come to see it, the tickets will not add up to 2000 or [-] million!
Even if Da Zhou added the hidden Yang God, there would never be 22 of them!
[I'm going, I always thought storytelling was enough to make money, but I didn't expect storytelling to be considered a small amount of money? 】

Hearing Ye Chen's heartfelt voice, Ji Fanxing felt very angry!

Is this Ye Chen the five elements of gold?Can you make money like this?

Even if a normal person has one of his abilities, he can make a lot of money, and he will have no worries for a lifetime.

But these ability to make money are all on Ye Chen alone, and he hasn't realized that he can make so much money...

But what Ji Fanxing didn't expect was that it wasn't over tonight!
Xiao Fei, who had been holding back all night, finally had a chance to come forward!

From the moment he knew that the wooden pen was made by Shengzi, he already wanted to talk to Shengzi about cooperation!

For this reason, they even canceled the new product release link of Tianlin Pavilion.

Unexpectedly, Shengzi has been making money today, and he has no chance to discuss cooperation.

"Holy Son, if you have nothing else to do, can you come to our Tianlin Pavilion for a cup of tea?"

Xiao Fei invited.

After he said these words, everyone knew that there should be no other programs today.

They left here one after another.

"Drink tea?"

Upon hearing about drinking tea, Ye Chen subconsciously thought it was something bad.

After all, you only go in to drink tea if you have committed some crimes in Blue Star.

"Well... there are some things I want to talk to the Son of God."

Xiao Fei looked left and right, and now the people around him haven't cleared away, so he can't say it here.

"Oh, let's go then."

There was nothing urgent about Ye Chen, so he left with Xiao Fei.

"Brother Ye, shall I go back first?"

Li Shuwen waved his hand.

"Well, I'll be back later."

Seeing Ye Chen's back, Li Shuwen laughed at himself.

Just now he got Wang Hongchang's calligraphy and painting, and got 50 yuan for nothing, so he is still a little complacent.

One must know that Brother Ye only earns about 100 million a day, and if Hong Li gets half of it, isn't that the same as himself?

Unexpectedly, Brother Ye made 2000 and [-] million backhandedly...

The Holy Son is indeed the kind of existence that needs to be looked up to forever...

As soon as he arrived at Tianlin Pavilion, Ye Chen was attracted by the scenery inside.

There are brushes of various colors displayed in it.

Exquisite and atmospheric calligraphy and paintings are also dazzling.

This Tianlin Pavilion is close to the Temple of Confucius, and it is the largest one among the many branches of Tianlin Pavilion.

After all, the Confucius Temple is a sacred place of literature and Taoism, and has the largest market.

"Holy Son, this is fine."

Everyone brought Ye Chen to the VIP conference hall.

The maids immediately began serving tea and water, and presented spirit melons and spirit fruits.

"Okay, you guys go down, the next thing can be discussed between the pavilion master and the Holy Son."

Xiao Fei said cautiously.

This also cannot allow him to be careless!
If the next thing is settled, Tian Linge will surely ride the tide of the times!
The others left quickly, and only Ye Chen and Xiao Fei were left in Nuoda's conference room.

"Holy Son, this place is completely soundproof, don't worry."

Xiao Fei spoke first.

"Then what is Pavilion Master Xiao planning to talk to you about?"

Ye Chen didn't hesitate, and went straight to the point.

"I want to talk to you about the mass production of the pen you created, as well as the exclusive distribution rights!"

Xiao Fei's eyes lit up!
"Oh?"

Ye Chen became interested when he heard the words.

Self-made fountain pens must be mass-produced.

But of course it is unrealistic for him to mass-produce by himself, and he must find a way to outsource it.

From this point of view, the current Tianlin Pavilion seems to be pretty good.

"Oh? Pavilion Master Xiao, talk about it in detail?"

Ye Chen responded.

The corner of Xiao Fei's mouth grinned, and the Holy Son answered like this, which means that he is interested!

"Holy Son, as you can see, our Tianlin Pavilion can be regarded as one of the best Wendao Shang Pavilions in the Great Zhou Dynasty."

"And we have a very strong self-production capacity!"

"We have the top employees in Dazhou..."

"..."

"Holy Son, if you don't mind, you can visit our manufacturing factory later."

Xiao Fei began to boast about the hype.

"Talk about something specific."

Ye Chen said sharply.

Xiao Fei also instantly understood what he meant!
"Holy Son, you only need to provide us with the manufacturing method, materials, labor, distribution, etc., and we will be responsible for everything!"

"How about the final thirty-seven split?"

Xiao Fei looked over expectantly.

"Why only [-]%?"

Ye Chen frowned.

Xiao Fei's conditions in front of him are quite tempting. Being a hands-off shopkeeper can make money, isn't it good?

But this share is too low!

"No, no, Holy Son, you misunderstood, [-]% is ours, [-]% is yours!"

"Oh?"