Ancestral local tyrant system

After Fang Jueyu and Jiang Yi had eaten, he dropped Jiang Yi back on the way. It was not too late, so he drove back to Jiangnan City overnight.

Today seems to be the last day of ChinaJoy. Fang Jueyu sent Guo Xinyu a message, but maybe she was still busy, and didn't reply to him immediately. He called him at about 12 o'clock.

Today’s performance went very well. I just had a supper with friends from Zhuzi Platform. Tomorrow she will return to Jiangnan City.

"I think about what you asked me that day!" After some thinking, Guo Xinyu still wants to try whether she has the potential to become a singer, "I am willing to join your company!"

"Great!" Fang Jueyu seemed happier than her.

"What's the name of your company?"

"I... that, it's called Xinyu Media!" Fang Jueyu was a little embarrassed immediately. During this period of time, he really didn't have time to engage in any media company, but he still made up casually. One, anyway, with his financial resources, he can just buy a media company and change his name.

"Xinyu Media? Why haven't I heard of it? You didn't make it up?" Guo Xinyu was a little suspicious. This company was named after his nickname on the bamboo platform. Isn't it a coincidence?

"Hahaha, it's a small company, you haven't heard of it's normal, hahaha!" Fang Jueyu smiled vigorously.

"Okay!" There are countless large and small media companies across the country. Guo Xinyu feels that it is normal that she has never heard of it. Anyway, all she needs is a platform.

"Then it's settled, I'll arrange the contract after a while!"

"But I have already signed a two-year live broadcast contract with Zhuzi Platform. If I sign with you again..." Guo Xinyu suddenly thought of one thing. The anchor who signed with Zhuzi Platform can't just contact other media companies. If the contract is violated, it will be compensated for a high amount of liquidated damages.

"Haha, this is a trivial matter. I'll just say hello to Principal Wang at that time!" Fang Jueyu said confidently. With his friendship with Principal Wang, this little thing is a slapstick thing, and it's really impossible. He had paid a fine for breach of contract, but Wang Cong should have given him this face.

"Hehe, boss, I will work for you in the future!"

"You can rest early, and we will talk more specifically when you return to Jiangnan City. I will surprise you again when that happens!"

"What surprise?" Guo Xinyu asked curiously.

"If I don't tell you now, go to bed, or I won't give it to you!"

"Okay, then I'm going to bed, good night!" Guo Xinyu sent a cute emoticon package.

"By the way, I don't know what the ancient sword of today is!" Fang Jueyu suddenly remembered the rewards he had received. In order to prevent himself from forgetting, he had already received those rewards in his own independent space. It was too late. Check it out!

He took out the ancient sword, but his arm sank suddenly, and it was almost impossible to lift it up with his strength!

Fang Jueyu quickly took it back. This ancient sword was about 120 centimeters in length and probably weighed more than 150 kilograms!

It is not in the shape of the Longquan sword, but similar to the bronze sword of the Warring States Period, but it is a few sizes larger than the ordinary bronze sword.

This sword is completely dark, and it looks like it should be a young man. Is it the sword of which emperor in history?

"Host, this sword was made by your ancestor named Fang Jun. He was a swordsmith in the Spring and Autumn Period, but very few people know his name."

"Sword refiner? I only heard of Ganjiang and Ou Yezi." This profession is seriously derailed from modern times, and there is no such profession anymore, right?

"Mr. Fang Jun is the master of the generals and Ou Yezi!" Xiaoyi said, "This is a very noble profession in the galaxy we used to be. Don't imagine it too simple!"

"Noble? Is this thing still useful in such a society under the rule of law?"

"That's just your secular cognition," Xiao Yi said dismissively, "In our world, the magic weapons in your fairy-cultivation stories are real, and your ancestor learned after activating the human body's potential. After the refining book, what he refined is not broken copper and iron."

"Then what is this sword?"

"I don't know. Different people have different refining methods and techniques, and the weapons they refined are all different. The careless guy Fang Jun refined a lot of things at first, and he succeeded a lot, and there were also a lot of disabled. Inferior product, this ancient sword is mixed in the defective product. I think it is a pity to stay."

"But this thing is too heavy? I can't even hold it!"

"I remember that this sword was forged by Fang Jun from meteorite iron in a meteorite. It is harder than any material on your planet. It took him several years to create it." Xiao Yi recalled.

"Hey, forget it, keep it for now, it's really not good to be an antique and put it in the town house!" Fang Jueyu was a little disappointed, this thing is not as good as the five inferior pill in that small bottle.

"Huh? What did Principal Wang want from me in the middle of the night?" Fang Jueyu's cell phone rang. It was already half past twelve now, could something urgent happen?

"Pharaoh, why are you looking for me so late?" Fang Jueyu said carelessly.

"Are you not doing errands?" Wang Cong's unexpected voice came across from the phone, "I'm going, I thought I could take revenge for that scare today!"

"Cut, you guy is too vengeful? Didn't it bother you once? As for holding such a big hostility?" Fang Jueyu curled his lips. Fortunately, he is a single dog. In case he is really doing business, maybe I was really frightened by him.

"Oh, by the way, you should call my name, don't do it, it sounds weird!" Wang Cong said dissatisfiedly. If he was called by ordinary people, he would have been scolded bloody. But Fang Jueyu is not inferior to him, Wang Cong dare not be so casual.

"What the hell are you looking for me? Don't tell me I'm hanging up!" Fang Jueyu said grimly.

"Don't don't don't, I have business!" Wang Cong said quickly, "Are you free tomorrow? I'm coming to Jiangnan City to see you. I have already completed the preparatory work for that movie. The special effects team is charged by the time. , I can't afford to delay it for too long, we will quickly confirm the actor and director!"

"Okay!" Fang Jueyu just happened to tell him about Guo Xinyu, "Tomorrow you go to Jiangnan Bieyuan in Jiangnan City to find me, call me when you arrive, and I will pick you up."

"Okay," Wang Cong likes to deal with such refreshing people, "By the way, you told me last time that you have a private chef in your house, right? I'll have a meal with you at noon today!"

"What do you want to eat? My chef can do it!"

"You can do everything? Are you sure?" Wang Cong smiled cunningly.

"If you can't do it tomorrow, I will live broadcast your handstand and shit!" Fang Jueyu said boldly, "As long as what you want to eat is human!"

"Then I want to eat Italian Alba white truffle and Emmas caviar!" He knew that Fang Jueyu couldn't get these two things. Not to mention the season is wrong, even if it is peak season, it will take a long time to buy from abroad. time.

"Okay, I'll let someone make arrangements!" Fang Jueyu heard it. Wang Cong was here to choke him, but he never thought that Fang Jueyu's N private jets would be on standby all over the world at any time, as long as it was what he wanted. There is no one that cannot be bought in a day. This time Wang Cong is destined to be disappointed!