Wife Please Be Obedient

After the Chinese New Year, Qin Guanglin reentered the gym.

It was absolutely impossible to go, but after a year, I gained a few kilograms again, and it has begun to affect piling. There is no way to bear it. Nothing is a symbol of happiness, and it must be reduced.

The coach was the same as the previous coach, but he did not recognize his veteran student. He was surprised when he exchanged WeChat with Qin Guanglin.

"Is it possible for me to reduce it to one hundred and three?"

Qin Guanglin felt a little sad when he touched the meat on his stomach. Teacher He hadn't cried for a long time.

Time is not forgiving.

"It's boring, I think it's one hundred and fifty-six - in theory, it's just a theory, most people can't stick to it." The coach secretly wiped his sweat.

"...Also, let's start, don't pity me."

Fatty Qin began to work hard for his own happiness, and the first thing he did when he got home every day was to gesture with the scale.

Why not go to get off work and work leisurely, the traces left by the years are not reflected on her body, but she also started to make facial masks to prevent her from getting old too fast.

Life is a process of tossing oneself, and it is always idle.

"Has anyone in the gym hooked you up?"

He leaned back on the sofa with his feet tilted and applied the mask, why not hear the door sound, raised his head and took a look, and asked Qin Guanglin who had returned from exercise.

"Hook up a fart. I used to be so handsome, but now my daughter can see me..."

"All stinky and sweaty, go take a shower and don't hug her when you come back."

"I took a cold shower when I came back."

Qin Guanglin hugged his daughter to one side, leaning on the sofa and watching TV with his daughter, why not humming unwillingly, and arched towards him.

"Don't make trouble, I'm tired now..."

"Just make trouble."

...

The night scene of Los Angeles is prosperous and lively, with continuous lights and colorful neon lights, radiating the vitality of the city.

In another corner of the city, on the twenty-seventh floor, the living room was empty, with only a kitten lying lazily on the sofa. The lights were bright. Chen Rui stood alone by the window and looked into the distance, giving birth to a sense of loneliness for no reason. .

Entrepreneurship not only faces customers, but also peers—especially in a mature industry, it is impossible to go far with a passion.

A faint sigh came from his mouth. After a long time, Chen Rui grabbed his mind and returned to the computer to continue busying.

May.

The weather had already begun to be a bit dry. After choosing a sunny weekend, Chen Rui invited Qin Guanglin out to discuss the company.

Although he has resigned for two years, Qin Guanglin is still one of the company's main painters. The popularity of the two comics has always been high. Chen Rui will discuss with him any comics.

"So idle, ask me out for tea?"

"Something, important thing."

With a touch of worry between Chen Rui's eyebrows, he didn't joking with him. If it wasn't for the fact that things were really difficult, he wouldn't ask Qin Guanglin to come out.

"For those channels previously cooperated, the contract will expire from next month and will not be renewed."

"Huh?" Qin Guanglin couldn't figure it out, "Why not continue?"

"I won't continue."

"……and then?"

"Then..." Chen Rui paused as he looked at him, "Did you not understand what this means?"

"What does it mean?" Qin Guanglin asked.

He really didn't think about the impact of this for a while, so he won't continue...

"Your income is lower."

Chen Rui looked at him, "More than 20% of your previous income came from various channels. Now that the cooperation with them is terminated, not only the channel revenue is reduced, but the exposure is also reduced..."

"Uh... a lot." Qin Guanglin scratched his head, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Why did it stop suddenly?"

"Didn't I remind you a long time ago..." Chen Rui sighed, "Now we are alone and helpless. This is just the beginning. I don't know what to wait for later."

Although the platform itself has a certain popularity, it is still not enough. It is exactly when it is in development that once the income plummets, it will be difficult for him to find the top painters. When the bottom painters he cultivated become famous, they will also be easily digged by others. go.

This is the difficulty of small companies. Even if all resources are given to one person, it is not comparable to the casual exposure of large companies. It is difficult to gather popularity, let alone income.

"The company is going to close down?" Qin Guanglin asked, why didn't he really open his mouth?

"..."

Chen Rui was choked for a while, and waved his hand angrily, "Can you look forward to it? I just thought about my bankruptcy from the beginning... Forget it, you don't understand."

He sighed, and said: "To tell you to come out is to inform you in advance. Don't let your money lose your hair-but you should also make enough money? Just the physical sales alone is happy enough, and your wife is big The writer...tsk."

It used to be a small studio, and no one cares how it operates. Now the platform has become a microclimate, and some people can't sit still...No one will allow him to share the meat with painters.

It's just in the process of development. At this time, the virtuous circle is broken. It may not show up in a short period of time, but it is difficult to get ahead in the long run. Moreover, I don't know what moths will come out in the future. It is not impossible.

It was also a while ago that Chen Rui understood his plight: immediate benefits are trivial matters. When his platform really grows up, he will be digging the corner of the entire industry, which is terrible.

There are only two options before him, to become a great **** nursing home, tepidly shrinking in a corner to get some soup from the comics market, otherwise he can only wait to be suppressed or acquired.

After I said this to Qin Guanglin, Qin Guanglin was silent. This is not something he can mix with a painter. Even if his reputation is doubled, it is useless—the only possible help is to help Chen Rui when he collapses. Hanging breath.

"Your company has no future." Qin Guanglin smacked his lips and shook his head.

"It's too late. If it was estimated that it could be killed a few years ago, now it is almost monopolized... It is too difficult to change the dynasty."

Chen Rui sighed, wishing he could be born twenty years earlier.

"Anyway, you are still very conscientious. The one who contacted me last time gave me a condition. I asked someone I know, guess what?"

"Ok?"

"There is a clause like this. They have the right to change my comics. When I don't want to draw, find someone to help me draw with my name..." Qin Guanglin looked speechless, "It's too fresh."

"That was the case a long time ago, you still know too little." Chen Rui smiled, paused, and said, "You still asked specifically?"

"Ah...haha, just get to know it casually, don't worry, I will definitely stay with you." Qin Guanglin haha.

If it's over here, he has to live, no matter how unhappy he has to find a place to lower his head to eat.

"Don't worry, as long as you can hold it, I will stay with you. My daughter grows up day by day, and the sequel has not been drawn yet."

"I'm relieved with your words."

Chen Rui nodded, clenched his fist and shook it fiercely, "Fuck them!"

"Are you confident?" Qin Guanglin asked.

"Of course not. The size of people is like pinching a grasshopper."

"Then what are you jumping around."

"You have to jump twice, you can't recognize it so easily."

Chen Rui turned his head and looked out the window. The sunlight shone on his face through the window rails, forming a distinct light and shadow.

"It doesn't have to be me, I just need to start this, and there will always be people like me behind."

"Such as Yu Le?" Qin Guanglin's eyes suddenly flashed through Yu Le's frantic eyes.

"Yes, like him, there are more people like him."