"Please drive the car there. We have a dedicated staff to guide you!"

Feng Lin smiled at the driver in front of him and said.

As soon as he finished speaking, his phone suddenly rang.

He smiled apologetically at the driver, then picked up the phone, and saw Wen Hui's name displayed on it, he couldn't help but be stunned, but without hesitation, he directly pressed the answer button.

In this era, long-distance is still very expensive, so the connection between them is usually based on penguins and rarely calls unless there is anything more important.

"Feng Lin, let me tell you good news!" As soon as the phone was connected, Wen Hui's excited voice rang in his ears.

Although they only met each other offline for a few times, in Feng Lin's mind, Wen Hui has always been a relatively calm person. Perhaps it is related to his profession of a coder. He has a bit of a general's style of being a general who has not changed when Mount Tai collapsed before. In Feng Lin's impression, except for the fact that Dianniang Chinese founded by them, he seemed to have never seen Wen Hui so excited.

"What's wrong, Lao Wen?" Feng Lin asked Wen Hui in confusion. He didn't know what had happened.

"The number of our writers has increased again, and it has increased a lot at once. It is simply a big explosion!" Wen Hui on the other side of the phone said excitedly to Feng Lin, almost distorting the preface.

It is really rare to see Wen Hui so disobedient, unless the current data is really beyond his expectations.

For a moment, Feng Lin suddenly became extremely curious about the increased number.

What a shocking number that can make Wen Hui, who has always been calm, become so out of control?

Wen Hui did not look hiding it. After a brief adjustment, he finally calmed down and then gave Feng Lin a number.

Feng Lin, who was on the other side of the phone, almost subconsciously opened his mouth wide and looked disbelief.

It has only been five shortly since the essay contest was released.

However, in just five, the number of writers registered on their website reached 53 times the original one.

No wonder Wen Hui lost his composure.

Even Feng Lin felt a trance when he heard this news, and he always subconsciously wondered whether he had auditory hallucinations.

How is this possible!

Full 53 times!

This is a number they never thought of.

Although there were not many chassis of registered writers on their website, they were satisfied with the fact that they could grow ten times and twenty times in their original plan, but the current growth volume is really far beyond their estimates.

This is only 5.

What about a few more days?

Even though the climax time has passed, with the continuous deepening of publicity and the spontaneous rush of writers, it can be foreseen that the number of registered writers will continue to increase continuously.

They really didn't expect that this cooperation with Qing Culture would be as successful as the one in the future, which was really beyond their imagination.

Originally, they just planned to use this essay contest to increase the popularity of Dianniang's Chinese, and then expand the number of writers so that their status and influence in the domestic literary circle can be improved.

But I didn't expect that the effect was simply overwhelming.

For a moment, they couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that this cooperation really made a big profit.

I suddenly felt a lot of gratitude for Bai Qing. If he hadn't offered to cooperate, how could they have encountered such an opportunity to develop themselves?

"Old Feng, no, I think if I don't celebrate, I will really be crazy!"

Wen Hui on the other side of the phone said loudly to Feng Lin.

Wen Hui's words also woke Feng Lin, who was in a daze, and he pondered for a moment before saying to Wen Hui: "For such a great achievement, it is thanks to Mr. Bai. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have the current situation. I think we should thank them first. Although this business cooperation focuses on your love and my will, we also signed a contract and were doing things according to the contract, but in this matter, we did take advantage of others and owe them favors..."

As a Guangdong Province Rao Fenglin, his mind must be more delicate after all.

Hearing Feng Lin's words, Wen Hui on the other side of the phone couldn't help but ponder and thought seriously. After a while, he said, "Well, you're right, aren't Li Luo and Song Shang happening to be in Shanghai? I think, why not just ask them to order our mother on behalf of us and invite Mr. Bai to a simple meal and express his gratitude. All the expenses will be spent at that time." At this time, Wen Hui had gradually calmed down from the excitement at the beginning.

"Is it a bit too light to just have a meal?" Feng Lin hesitated for a moment, then hesitated to Wen Hui.

"It's a bit too light, but what we want to express now is a matter of attitude. After all, compared to others, we really have nothing to compare with others. We can't afford what they need. First express the meaning. Let's discuss it slowly, how to thank you in detail!" Wen Hui said.

Feng Lin thought about it and felt that Wen Hui's words really made some sense.

This is how it was decided.

"I'll call Song Shang now and tell him the good news, and by the way I'll remind him of asking him to invite Mr. Bai to a meal." Feng Lin said to Wen Hui, and then hanged up the ling slang.

After finding Song Shang's name from the phone book, Feng Lin pressed the dial button and thought in his mind how to deal with him in a while.

Just after a sound, the phone was connected. Feng Lin said without thinking:

"Hey, Song Shang, I'm Feng Lin, let me tell you..."

Before Feng Lin's words were finished, a sound suddenly came from the other side of the phone that made him feel very familiar, interrupting his words:

"Sorry, your phone is already owed, please pay the fee and then broadcast it..."

Fuck, why are you here again!

Facing this picture full of déjà vu.

He just forgot again, and it also costs money to pick up the long distance.

Feng Lin, who came to his senses, stood there holding the phone, feeling in a mess, his face full of helpless wry smiles.
Chapter completed!