Money life

Chapter 230 It's Not That Simple

"I'm afraid that you won't be able to publish in this life." Xiao Hang pretended to regret.

"I'm afraid it won't be as you wish." Liang Huan stared at Xiao Hang, wishing he could punch Xiao Hang's arrogant face.

Xiao Hang sneered, and said in a strange way: "It's not easy to publish online articles. Also, if your family has money, you can use the money to publish it yourself. People publish for money. You Liang Huan's book is not published. Will it be posted backwards? Anyway, publishing is publishing, and publishing with money is also called publishing.”

Liang Huan's complexion changed from time to time, he forced a smile without smiling, and said through gritted teeth: "Xiao Hang, don't get complacent too early. My novel can definitely be published, just wait."

"Oh, what cats and dogs really want to earn money from online articles, and even want to publish them." Xiao Hang sneered, shook his head and sighed.

Liang Huan's teeth itch in anger, but he has nothing to do with Xiao Hang.

"Some people just overestimate their own abilities. Do you really think that online articles are easy to make money? Do you really think that readers are fools?" Xiao Hang glanced at Liang Huan.

"Zhang Yanjiang, I wonder how your novel is doing? Has it been published yet?" Liang Huan saw that he couldn't get a bargain from Xiao Hang, so he set his eyes on Zhang Yanjiang.

Zhang Yanjiang shrugged, pretending to be relaxed and said: "It has nothing to do with you."

"I don't think it will be published? It's been several months, and your novel hasn't been published yet. Do you still believe me?" Liang Huan sneered.

"Do you think it's easy to publish? Do you think it's easy to make money from a novel? You've been writing it for a few months, how much money do you earn?" Liang Huan's tone made Zhang Yanjiang very unhappy.

He could tell that Liang Huan wrote novels just to compete with him, and he didn't really like writing, nor did he like this industry.

On the other hand, just seeing that Zhang Yanjiang made a lot of money, he came up with the idea of ​​writing a novel, just to make a quick buck.

A person who likes written and online articles despises the kind of person who writes novels for money.

What Zhang Yanjiang hates the most is people who enter this industry for money, especially people like Liang Huan.

Liang Huan didn't know why Zhang Yanjiang was so angry all of a sudden, and he didn't know why he asked such a question, but his words undoubtedly made Liang Huan feel embarrassed.

"I don't want you to trust me. Whether my novel is published or not has nothing to do with you. It's okay, let's take care of others less and take care of yourself more." Zhang Yanjiang looked displeased.

Liang Huan narrowed his eyes.

"Are you still unemployed at home? Don't think about writing to make money. This industry is the most difficult to make money. It's not as easy as you think. Find a job." Although Zhang Yanjiang hates Liang Huan, he doesn't want this guy Really stuck in the quagmire of writing novels.

Liang Huan is different from him. He has a world of financial resources, he can make money while lying down, and he can make money at any time. He can naturally do whatever he wants, and he doesn't need to make money for what he does.

But Liang Huan is different, he has no financial resources, and he has no money to make while lying down. If he can't write novels, he will keep comparing with him to write novels, and it will be Liang Huan who will be ruined.

After writing novels for several years, youth is gone, no penny has been earned, and nothing will be left in the end, then it is called a loss.

Liang Huan was born with a good background. After graduating from university, he became the general manager of Jieyu Group directly. He had a high starting point in his work. Although he was fired later, the previous high starting point still exists.

As long as he is willing, he can still borrow the resources and contacts of his parents to be the general manager of a certain company. As long as he keeps doing it well and works hard for a few years, his status in the company will only be higher.

However, if he gave up his career and chose to write novels full-time, his family would have a good foundation, but he would not be able to get a job on the major web sites.

What's more, does Liang Huan really like this industry?
When Liang Huan heard Zhang Yanjiang's words, the good words turned into bad words. He thought that Zhang Yanjiang looked down on him and thought he could not write novels well.

"Whether I can find a job or not has nothing to do with you. You still say me, don't you think you are unemployed if you stay in the Jingdong toy store? Yes, you are not unemployed. You didn't go out to work at all. Stay at home and eat the old man." Liang Huan sneered.

In his eyes, the current Zhang Yanjiang is no different from him, both are unemployed at home and have no job.Even Zhang Yanjiang is not as good as him, he has a good starting point anyway, and Zhang Yanjiang doesn't even have a starting point, so he just gnaws at home.

"It's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married. I've said everything I need to say, and you can't blame me if you don't listen." Zhang Yanjiang shook his head.

Liang Huan was still too arrogant, he didn't pay attention to Zhang Yanjiang at all, that's why he couldn't listen to his words.

"Listen to you? Are you making an international joke?" Liang Huan sneered, completely ignoring what Zhang Yanjiang meant.

"It's up to you whether you listen or not. I also kindly persuade you, but if you don't listen, there's nothing I can do." Zhang Yanjiang shrugged.

"What do you think you are? I listen to you, it's ridiculous." Liang Huan sneered.

Since he refused to listen to the advice, Zhang Yanjiang had nothing to do.

"Why bother him so much? Yanjiang, let's go to the Dream Restaurant quickly. I guess Uncle Zhang should go home and rest later." Xiao Hang looked at the time, it was already past one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Let's go." Zhang Yanjiang passed Liang Huan and was about to leave.

"Zhang Yanjiang." Liang Huan stopped him.

He looked at Liang Huan.

"You just wait to lose to me. At the end of the year, my book will definitely be published, and I will definitely sign it for you." Liang Huan said firmly.

He thought that one year would be enough to sign a contract, put it on the shelves, and even publish it.

Zhang Yanjiang smiled helplessly, shook his head, and said: "If your book is so good that it can be published, then as a person who likes writing and online writing, I will definitely send my blessings."

He was telling the truth. As a lover of Internet literature for more than ten years, he really hoped that there would be a successful writer around him.

If Liang Huan can become that writer, he will also be very happy, and sincerely send his blessings.

It's just that he knew in his heart that Liang Huan would not become a writer, because his heart was not here at all.

How can a person whose heart is not here at all be successful?Unless one day he discovers the benefits of the online writing industry, or he really makes a lot of money, or one day he likes online writing, maybe he will work hard to do this industry, but can he?

Zhang Yanjiang didn't have any hope. Instead of giving hope to Liang Huan, he might as well give it to himself, or to other people in Jingyuan Road who like online articles.

His words, to Liang Huan's ears, were insults and ridicule.

"Remember what you said today, one day I will definitely surpass you." Liang Huan gritted his teeth with hatred.

He still can't believe that Zhang Yanjiang, who has been weaker than him since he was a child, will one day make himself more prominent and surpass him.

Zhang Yanjiang didn't speak, just waved to him, and went to the dream restaurant with Xiao Hang and the three.

(End of this chapter)