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　　 Unlike Yang Hongfa, who was panicked, Liu Qingfeng didn't panic at all.

　　 Anyway, the game is not made by his family. He just collects money to do things, but doesn't care what his position is.

　　Ten thousand steps back must speak any position, his view of Yunmeng Game is also neutral and inferior.

　　 As for the reason, it wasn't because of those two card games, but because the operation of Yunmeng Game had spent a lot of money on advertising, but he had never come to him for public relations, which really made him feel a little dissatisfied.

　　 Although the status of game portals has indeed been inferior to one day in the past two years, the so-called skinny camel is bigger than the horse, and the status of the game island is still placed here.

　　 Generally, before some small and medium-sized companies release their games, even if they don’t come here to advertise, they will give them some advantages to help them write a beautiful score, or post a touted article or something, which is considered to have paid a protection fee.

　　 Even if someone from the editorial department posts a Tucao article, they will usually look at it for the money, and will not spray it too harshly.

　　 And if a player posts a post to spit it out, it is generally not a big cause, and the moderator will also lower the authority flow of the post as appropriate, or delete it directly.

　　As the editor-in-chief of Game Island, Liu Qingfeng is the most famous, both in the editorial department and in the player circle. Every time he catches up with the days when these games are released together in the Spring Festival, he can get a lot of benefits from major manufacturers.

　　 However, something went wrong with the Spring Festival this year. As a different kind of game circle, Yunmeng Games not only did not pay a penny of "protection fee" here, but also won the double championship of daily live and daily turnover data in the games released in the same period.

　　 If I didn’t react a little bit, wouldn’t it break the rules?

　　How can I get rice in the future?

　　 If it is a game studio owned by a big company like Sea Lion or Rice, it's nothing more than a small game production company that has been established for less than a year. Liu Qingfeng is really not afraid of what it can do for itself.

It’s no exaggeration to say that even if Mr. Yang of Luohe Culture didn’t give him money, he had already made up his mind and prepared to publish an article about Yunmeng Games, a game company that does not speak martial arts. Criticize it.

　　 Of course, if someone is willing to pay for his article, he will naturally not refuse.

　　Who would have trouble with the soft sister coin?

　　 At least he will not.

　　 It's just that the things that Luohe Culture has done recently made him a little uncomfortable.

　　 My own articles have been sent out, and the ones that should be sprayed are also sprayed. It stands to reason that Yang Hongfa should follow the rules and settle the remaining unpaid balance to himself.

　　 However, this guy sent an email and didn't withdraw the balance. Instead, he expressed dissatisfaction with the intensity of his spray, and thought he was perfunctory, and threatened him with this.

　　 If you don't show some real skills, you won't give the remaining money.

　　 "This Yang Hongfa is really floating... Is he teaching me to do things?"

　　 Don't give money?

Ha ha.

　　 I can spray cloud dream games, but can't spray you?

　　 After reading the mail in the computer, Liu Qingfeng sneered, and dragged it into the trash can, not even bother to return it.

　　 After a while, he greeted the moderator on the Game Island forum. If someone posts a game of Heiluohe culture on the forum today, the post will be ignored, and there will be no need to reduce power or restrict flow.

　　 because the money hasn’t arrived yet.

　　 Otherwise, his side is not as simple as beating and beating. He turned his head and posted an article directly and stepped on their family's "Jiang Hu Meng Xia Biography" into the soil.

　　 Standing next to the desk, Liu Qingfeng's assistant whispered. A genius remembers 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

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　　 "Mr. Liu, Yang Hongfa is not doing things idiomatically. Do you think we should post another article or something..."

　　 "Don't panic."

　　 Liu Qingfeng lit a cigarette, spit out the smoke ring nonchalantly, and continued in a casual tone.

"This Yang Hongfa is distressed about the money. In fact, it is no wonder that after all, the development and distribution costs of Jianghu Mengxia Chuan are not low. Now the traffic of the entire Spring Festival file is almost sucked by Yunmeng Games. He is afraid that he has not paid back yet. ."

　　 "Are you saying that he has no money?" The assistant was taken aback for a moment, and quickly asked, "Will that affect us?"

　　 "Hehe, he can try if he has the courage, but I didn't expect the money from him anyway." When he said this, Liu Qingfeng squinted his eyes. The smoke leaking from the nose hid his eyes, but couldn't hide the sharpness and confidence reflected in the eyes.

　　 However, after hearing this sentence, his assistant had a confused expression on his face.

　　 Didn't count on his money?

　　 Who else can you expect to pay?

　　 At a glance, he could see the confusion in his assistant's heart, Liu Qingfeng smiled lightly and said. First release www.(x81zw)m./x81zw/

"The two most profitable games in the entire Spring Festival file are directly or indirectly held in the hands of Yunmeng Games. Now the entire game circle is filled with the rhythm of these two games. If you are their boss, you would mind spending a little money, Will this be settled?"

　　 As soon as he heard these words, the assistant's face suddenly showed a dazed expression, and he quickly said with a smile.

　　 "Mr. Liu is still brilliant! I never thought of such a clever idea."

　　 Liu Qingfeng smiled, leaned back on the office chair, and said lazily with his chin up.

　　 "If you can have this pattern, you will be the one sitting here."

　　 From the beginning, he didn't expect how much money he could make from Luohe Culture, so when Yang Hongfa found him, he agreed without even paying the counter-offer.

　　 Whether the final payment is settled is actually not important.

　　 What he is really waiting for is that the people from Yunmeng Game will come to him.

　　 Now all the rhythms are basically spread out from the game island. In order to shut up myself and the editorial department of the entire game island, I believe Yunmeng Games will come up with a satisfactory price to convince itself.

　　 However, Liu Qingfeng at this moment did not know that his abacus was destined to fail.

　　 In the beginning, Du Ziteng really planned to publicize the game island side and spend some money to settle the matter. UU reading www. uukanshu.com However, a few days have passed. Whether it is a hero killing or a love and a producer, the daily life and the running water have not been affected in any way.

　　 The liver of the players' liver, the krypton of krypton.

　　 The iron powder of the water army and the game island continued to spray, and those who paid to post continued to post. It's just maybe because the black hands behind the scenes are running out of money, the rhythm of the rhythm is not as good as each day.

　　 The two groups of people seem to not interfere with each other at all, and have no impact on the operation of the game at all.

　　 waited for five days.

　　 Liu Qingfeng, who was originally confident that Yunmeng Game would contact him, gradually became a little uncomfortable with the confident expression on his face, and his temper was getting worse and worse. Every day he hangs his face in the editorial department.

　　 He didn't understand.

　　 Doesn't Mr. Hao worry about the reputation of his company at all?

　　 Seeing that the rhythm weakened day by day, the navy soldiers began to die as if they had no money to pay the internet fee. Liu Qingfeng finally couldn't sit still, and shouted in the office.

　　 The eardrum was shocked, and the assistant standing by was trembling, not daring to take a breath.

　　 Knowing that Editor-in-Chief Liu's mood settled a little, he asked carefully.

　　 "Mr. Liu...what shall we do?"

　　 "What should I do?" Teeth clenched loudly, and Liu Qingfeng almost squeezed this sentence out of his teeth, "Spray! You, write a manuscript for me now, spray me to death!"

　　 "If you can't kill it, don't come to work tomorrow!"