Rebirth of the Soft Rice King

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"Yes, well said!" Fang Tian applauded again and again, instead of emphatically saying: "Jin Yu, works with an output value of over 10 billion will be produced in the future!"

His voice was so loud that it echoed in the conference room...

Boss Wu glared at him, and said, "According to what you're saying, physical books are going to die! Authors all over the world can write for the Internet."

Fang Tian shook his head and said, "Don't misinterpret me, I never said that physical books will die. But with the rise of the Internet, the decline of physical books is inevitable."

Clearing his throat, Fang Tian added: "With the advent of the Internet age, not only physical books, but also physical industries of all walks of life will be impacted, and no one can control the trend."

How can there be any impact?Wen Zhiyuan didn't believe it.

"It's all nonsense!" After finishing speaking, he left the conference room.

It's time for the literary summit to end here, and then all the guests left.

At noon, Zhang Mailing took Fang Tian and Lin Keqing to a restaurant near the Binhai Exhibition Hall for dinner.

It feels so good to have beautiful women invite you to dinner wherever you go.

"Mr. Fang, your speech at the conference was wonderful." Zhang Mailing looked over with a smile.

At the conference today, Fang Tian talked about many things, such as future creative forms, business models, and finally traditional literature and online PK, which shocked the audience even more.

Fang Tiandao: "Really? I just express what I want to say."

Zhang Mailing said: "Aren't you afraid of offending your colleagues?"

"It's fine with your support." Fang Tian smiled.

The three of them walked into the Bay Restaurant, found a random place and sat down.

"Several, what do you want to eat?" The waiter came over with a smile and asked, and handed the menu to Fang Tian.

Fang Tian asked Lin Keqing and Zhang Mailing for their opinions, and ordered four dishes and one soup.

Zhang Mailing took a sip of lemon tea: "Just now, you said so much about the future development of online literature at the conference, are you not afraid that your peers will imitate and copy the past?"

Fang Tian shook his head and smiled lightly: "Don't worry at all. These models are easy to say, but not everyone can do it well. Zhan, only those who understand the Internet can do it well. Tell them, and they won't do it well." Believe it, even if you believe it, you can’t do it well. Imitation can never surpass your opponent, you can only follow behind them?”

Imitation, can only always follow behind others?Zhang Mailing covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing.

"Is this very vulgar?" Fang Tian asked with a smile.

"Both refined and popular, this is real life." Zhang Mailing said with a smile: "People are human after all, not gods, no matter how noble a person is, they also have a vulgar side."

"You are so interesting, great writer, I think I should read more of yours." Fang Tian smiled.

Zhang Mailing nodded slightly: "Well, take a look."

Fang Tian took a sip of coconut juice and said, "How do you feel about Jin Yu?"

Now, she is serialized on Jinyu.com.

"It's very good, it gave me a refreshing feeling. I can feel that you are very sincere in doing the station." Zhang Mailing said.

Originally, great writers were skeptical about publishing their works on the Internet, but when they saw Jinyu's website, Zhang Mailing was moved.

Fang Tiandao: "To tell you the truth, Soft Cloud is building an Internet entertainment empire, which is an indispensable part."

"Awesome!" Zhang Mailing gave Fang Tian a thumbs up: "I have never admired a person so much, you are the first."

Lin Keqing, who was drinking milk tea, said, "I said before that he can publish his autobiography."

Fang Tian chuckled, looked at Zhang Mailing and said, "If I publish my autobiography, would you help me write it?"

"Yes, I am very willing!" Zhang Mailing was excited: "Find a time to make an appointment to talk, starting from before you founded Soft Cloud Technology, I believe your story will be very popular."

Chapter 999 999 / The King of Channels!

Fang Tian stroked his chin, thought for a while, and had no plans to publish his autobiography yet. "My goal is not yet complete."

"What is your goal?" Zhang Mailing looked over curiously.

how to say?Fang Tian thought to himself, you can't say that you want to become the king of software, the king of the world's Internet, right? "The goal is big!"

"How big is it?"

"The earth is so big!"

"Hehe, I knew that your ideals are very lofty." Zhang Mailing said with a smile: "One day you want to write an autobiography, you must find me."

"must."

While the two were talking, someone came over, it was Wen Zhiyuan, he stood beside Zhang Mailing, looking at Fang Tian opposite.

"Don't you suggest that I take the stage?" Wen Zhiyuan asked with a smile.

Fang Tian shrugged: "Not recommended."

"I mind." Zhang Mailing said with a smile.

Those who hate don't mind, but those who like it do.Wen Zhiyuan smiled stiffly, a little embarrassed, what's going on?

Soon, his expression calmed down, looked at the two of them, and said, "So you two are so close?"

There is something in the words, and there is intention to test.

"Don't get me wrong, it's just a friend." Zhang Mailing said expressionlessly.

"Well, since someone doesn't welcome me, I won't stay here any longer. However, I really want to know a question." Wen Zhiyuan said: "It is rumored that yours was published in Jinyu, is it true?"

"Is it important?"

"Very important."

"You'll find out later."

In the afternoon, there is also an author conference, which does not require debate, but invites heavyweight guests to give speeches on stage.

After lunch, the three returned to Binhai Exhibition Hall again.

On the platform on the first floor, a book fair is being held, and the studio hall is on the third floor. The three of them took the elevator to the third floor and walked into the studio hall.

The studio hall is very spacious, Fang Tian looked around, there are a total of [-] seats.

Under the light, densely packed people sat, most of them were book authors, and some were book fans.

Walking into the studio hall, Fang Tian and the three were arranged in the front row.