《Supreme Grandpa 》Chapter 81: Liu Fei’s Goals
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Martial City, Liu Fei's luxurious villa.
At this moment, Liu Fei was sitting in front of his computer and looking at the many posts he had made so far.
Each post had hundreds of likes, hundreds of comments, and thousands of shares.
After two days of condemning the author of Battle Through the Paradise in the beginning, Liu Fei had finally triggered the interest of other famous authors. Not long after, some of the famous authors chose to join the fun and jointly scold Yang Song and the author of Battle Through the Paradise.
However, even after so many posts, the scolding subjects mentioned directly or indirectly in the posts had never made any retaliation, not even one.
The author of Battle Through the Paradise, The Sky Laughs The Earth Teases, didn't seem to even have any social media account.
Because he had never replied to the posts that he and the group of other authors had made.
As for that old man, after many days of being scolded, he only made a post relevant to his products, Great Energy Pill and Spirit Energy Pill.
He didn't seem to care about the posts he made as if he didn't even see it.
"What a thick-faced old man!" Liu Fei scolded.
He was actually quite angry at Yang Song. In the past, every time he scolded someone, that person would reply back and start a quarrel with him. However, Yang Song directly ignored him, making him and the group of other authors seem like a group of lonely clowns instead.
Liu Fei really wanted to write a post cursing Yang Song directly now. But thinking of Yang Song's three sons, he decided to keep it in his heart instead.
With this, he chose to change his subject of venting anger.
In the first post that Liu Fei made, he mentioned that he would make a request to the National Writers Association to take down Battle Through the Paradise, to implement stricter manager of online literature, and so on.
However, until now, he had not written a word to the National Writers Association.
Thinking of this, Liu Fei took out his phone to dial a VIP number.
After the call was connected, there was no sound from the other side of the phone, but Liu Fei still took the initiative to say with a smile, "Hello, Secretary Yi, I am Liu Fei."
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With Liu Fei's initiative, the person on the other side of the phone responded, "Oh, so it's Chairman Liu. What can I do for you?"
Secretary Yi's voice was calm, and it didn't sound arrogant or humble, but most of the people who knew him all respected him and didn't dare to take him lightly just because of his neutral attitude.
On the contrary, those who had dealt with him in the past all knew that among all the high-level members of the National Writers Association, this Secretary Yi was the shrewdest and cunning person.
Even his boss, the president of the National Writers Association, was not as shrewd or cunning as this guy.
The National Writers Association didn't seem to have much power, but in fact, its power was not small at all. The president of this association alone was from a powerful family, not to mention other members such as old famous writers, poets, journalists, and so on.
So Liu Fei, a small chairman of Martial City Writers Association, or a branch of National Writers Association, had to act very politely when facing this Secretary Yi.
Liu Fei laughed humbly and said, "It's like this Secretary Yi, I got a branch of Abyssal Diamond Bamboo, and I want to donate it to the association."
"Oh, Abyssal Diamond Bamboo?" Secretary Yi seemed to be surprised, "This is a precious material that can be used to make a good calligraphy brush. Are you sure you want to donate this thing?"
Liu Fei took a deep breath and even nodded his head, "Yes, I'm very sure. After joining the association for so long, I haven't really donated anything useful so far. So this time, I want to donate this thing."
Abyssal Diamond Bamboo, this was a type of bamboo that could only be found in the abyss and it couldn't grow outside the abyss at all.
This special bamboo's durability was simply unquestionable and no different from that of a diamond. Each branch was very slender and only the size of an adult's pinky finger. However, each branch was undoubtedly precious.
Since Liu Fei was willing to give away such a thing, then, of course, Secretary Yi wouldn't refuse. But this Liu Fei must have his other purpose for doing this. So without any gibberish, Secretary Yi said straightforwardly, "Just state your request, I will help you."
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Hearing this expectant answer, Liu Fei was quite excited, but he suppressed it in his heart, "It's nothing much, Secretary Yi, I just want to request the literature department of the association to check up an online novel that has no literary value at all, that is Battle Through the Paradise."
"Haha, it's just this little thing? Don't worry, I will help Brother Liu check it 'carefully'. This request of yours is too trivial. If you need my help again in the future, just inform me," Secretary Yi laughed and said calmly.
"I see, then I will have to trouble Brother Yi. Thank you very much," Liu Fei said enthusiastically.
After the call was hung up, Liu Fei closed his eyes and revealed a very wide smile.
Actually, he didn't lose much in this time's transaction. On the contrary, he gained more than the loss instead.
First of all, the Abyssal Diamond Bamboo was something that Wu Dahai had given him previously for the sake of 'friendship' after many years.
Secondly, he would be able to leave more impressions on Wu Dahai. These several days, he had made so many posts scolding Yang Song, Yang Song's website, Yang Song's pills, and so on. He might not look like it, but he actually wanted to have a very good relationship with a powerful martial artist like Wu Dahai.
Thirdly, Liu Fei wanted to try catching the olive branch, Secretary Yi. So giving away the Abyssal Diamond Bamboo to the National Writers Association actually wouldn't really go to the association at all, but to Secretary Yi's personal pocket instead. This was the reason why Secretary Yi agreed to him so readily.
And if he could have more contact with Secretary Yi in the future, Liu Fei estimated that he would have a possibility of interacting with the president of the National Writers Association, whose background was very powerful.
Now, most of his goals had been achieved. That super popular book, Battle Through the Heaven, that 'had no literary value', would disappear from the world of literature sooner or later.
That kind of no-name and new-emerging author who displayed such an arrogant attitude needed a serious lesson if he wanted to join the world of literature. Now, he, Liu Fei, was helping the world by doing a good deed.
Previously, Yang Song posted a message saying that if the author of Battle Through the Paradise saw his post, he would like to invite him to join that Grassy whatever website.
So after that Battle Through the Paradise novel was banned by the National Writers Association, the goal of slapping Yang Song right in the face would be completed and it would help Wu Dahai tremendously.
"Now, let's go to Runningnovel and inspect that trashy book," Liu Fei laughed happily and quickly typed in the web address of Runningnovel.
However, Liu Fei forgot that every time he saw the data of that book, he would get angry and his eyes turned green.
So when he saw the sky-breaking level of data of Battle Through the Paradise, it was as if he had a seizure instantly. His mouth twitched and his eyes turned green with jealousy.
"Damn, how can such a trashy book be so popular?" Liu Fei cursed before he started his usual act of finding fault in Battle Through the Paradise and cursing the author with all his might with his fake account.
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On the other side, Yang Haodong, who was sitting inside the office of the Military Governor Mansion, didn't know that he had been targeted by the National Writers Association at all.
Yang Haodong was currently busy blocking this certain annoying account that had been messaging him the "Here" word endlessly since the launch of his novel.
After Yang Song posted the message on UU saying that he would like to invite the author of Battle Through the Paradise to relocate his book to the Grassy Novel website, that Ran Zhi guy started to change his routine by creating many accounts and sending him the word "Here" nonstop each minute.
Yang Haodong was annoyed by this so that he had to turn off his internet most of the time.
"This fucker, should I report him to the police and charge him for harassing me online?" Yang Haodong looked at the red 999+ notification in the chat section of the website and said gloomily.
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