[Chapter 1559: Stop fighting 1/2]

Regarding Luo Chuan’s question, Yao Ziyan couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him: “Everyone’s taste is different. There is no need to make others the same as yourself.” “

I’ll just talk casually.” Luo Chuan smiled and waved his hand. , “I’m just a little curious, what do you think if I post a poll on my magic phone?”

Yao Ziyan: “…”

It turns out that this is the boss’s most hidden personality.

It’s so funny.

If Luo Chuan really launches this voting on the magic phone, it will definitely cause a “bloody storm”.

As for who wins or loses, it is not that important. Anyway, it will definitely end in a lose-lose outcome for both sides.

“I think it’s better not to give it up.” Yao Ziyan sighed helplessly.

“I’m just talking casually.” Luo Chuan laughed.

There was nothing casual about that serious expression just now!

Yao Ziyan has no doubt that if he gives his support, Luo Chuan will definitely send out the vote without hesitation.

At the same time, related scenes appeared in her mind.

“I declare that the sweet party is the eternal orthodoxy. Let’s unite as one and completely eliminate these salty parties!” “

You fart! The salty party is the orthodoxy, and all you sweet parties are heretics!”

“Stop fighting, you guys. Don’t fight! Aren’t the sweet and salty ones delicious? Why don’t we all live in harmony? Why do we have to compete?” “

…”

“…”

“Destroy these two-faced people first. !”

“We agree…”

Therefore, neutrality is not a good choice in many cases.

Yao Ziyan shook her head, put aside these strange images, and took a sip of warm milk tea.

“Um… Boss, aren’t you going to continue writing?”

“Have a rest first and write again later.”

“Oh.”

Yao Ziyan nodded, thought about it and took out his magic phone, ready to see if there was anything interesting. thing.

As expected, almost everyone above them was talking about new products.

This is largely due to the group of saltwater creatures who have nothing to do all day long. Basically, their daily life consists of playing cards, singing, and looking at magic phones.

Simply even more depraved than Luochuan!

There was a lot of buzz on the Magic Phone, but not many customers came to the Origin Mall specifically for this purpose.

After all, it is still raining and the weather is not very good.

Come back when the weather is nice.

This is what most customers have in mind.

The boss didn’t seem to care much about this.

Having said that, it seems that the boss didn’t care much about the store’s business from the beginning.

Yao Ziyan recalled the past.

The development of the Origin Mall to its current level is purely based on the spontaneous publicity of customers. As for what Luochuan has done for this…

it seems that it is only time for the ancient ruins to arrive, right?

If there is one word to describe Luochuan’s attitude towards Origin Mall, “resigning to fate” would be the best.

The kind of store where business is good or bad depends entirely on God’s will.

But looking at it from another perspective, there seems to be nothing wrong with it.

With the boss’s identity and strength, there is really no need to care about the business of Origin Mall. After all, opening a store is just out of interest.

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“It seems that we came relatively early.” Wei Qingzhu placed the umbrella next to the store door, looked around and said with a smile.

Rainwater naturally remained on the umbrella, and when it fell on the ground in the store, it immediately disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never existed.

The same goes for rain stains on customers’ shoes.

It seems that the entire Origin Mall is a dust-free place and no stains will remain here. In fact, this is indeed the case.

“After all, we live in Jiuyao City, not far from Origin Mall.” Song Qiuying continued.

“Speaking of which, our house prices have increased a lot because of Origin Mall, and we have become rich.” Lin Wanshuang looked like a money-obsessed person.

“Aren’t a lot of people reading the book you wrote, Wu Po Cang Qiong? Do you still care about this?” Wei Qingzhu looked at her amusedly.

“This is different.” Lin Wanshuang shook her head, her expression extremely serious.

Luochuan naturally noticed the three people entering the store and heard their conversation at the same time.

How should I put it, they are considered to be three of the most powerful authors under Luo Chuan.

Luo Chuan was thinking about whether to hold an offline author gathering. It seemed interesting to think about it.

Yao Ziyan stood up and walked over, asking Song Qiuying in a low voice about the next plot.

This is exactly the reaction of a book fan when they see the author whose work they have been following for a long time.

Looking back at Song Qiuying, she was a little surprised.

She is also a loyal fan of Yao Ziyan, and she reads the book of Glory written by Yao Ziyan every day when she has nothing to do.

So, are we fans of each other?

Luo Chuan touched his chin, feeling that things were gradually becoming more interesting.

“I haven’t thought about this yet.” Song Qiuying spread out her hands with some embarrassment, “I don’t have the habit of writing an outline. I usually just write whatever comes to my mind.”