"Um?"

Hu Yibao asked in confusion, "What does it mean?"

Hu Yibao knew that the old friends Nie Chen referred to should be the current helmsmen of the Chinese martial arts world, with a similar status to Nie Chen.

A figure at the Beidou level in Mount Tai.

But they want to see themselves?

Hu Yibao couldn't think of the reason.

Nie Chen's voice sounded again, "Junior brother, don't worry, just meet and discuss something with you."

"It's just that this matter may determine the future trend of the Chinese martial arts world in the future. You should make a psychological preparation first. For specific things, I will discuss them in detail with you after you return to Zhenguo Martial Arts Hall."

"Okay, senior brother!" Hu Yibao replied.

Hu Yibao also wanted to see what the real Chinese martial arts world looked like.

After hanging up the phone.

At the warm invitation of Lu Fuguo, he went to his villa for a big meal.

…………

Leaving the beach, just put on your clothes.

"Lalala!"

The cell phone in the backpack rang.

I took it out and looked at it. It was my father who called it.

Hu Yibao frowned, wondering what he called at this time.

After the call was connected, the voice of his father Hu Bufan came from the phone.

"Hahaha, I'm worthy of being my good son!"

"Hmm!?" Hu Yibao was stunned.

Did you hear that right?

My father, who has been very strict with himself since childhood, actually praised me?

However, this is just the first sentence.

Following...

"Son, I'm proud of you!"

"When will we go home? Let's have two drinks for two, and then visit your grandfather's grave and tell him that you are promising."

"You have grown up, and no matter what you do in the future, you will make your own decisions, and your mother and I will not interfere."

...

Various sugar-coated shells hit their faces.

Hu Yibao was confused. What was going on?

As if he suddenly thought of something, Hu Yibao asked quickly.

"Dad, are you okay?"

"Don't despair. As long as you persist, there is no disease that cannot be overcome."

"We have to face everything optimistically."

"Dad, you have to hold on. You are only in your forties. If you leave like this..."

Before he could finish his words, a roaring roar came out of the phone.

"Get out!! You rebellious!!!"

"Dudududu!!"

The phone was then hung up.

Hu Yibao breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the familiar voice.

It seems that my father is really nothing big. Maybe he was suddenly influenced by his mother and wanted to call to ease the father-son relationship.

Thinking about it this way, Hu Yibao also felt a little abrupt, thinking about returning the call.

"Didi!!"

The mobile phone information exploded directly.

"Lalala!!"

The phone ringing also rang.

The caller ID Cheng Wen had just been connected, and Cheng Wen's anxious voice rang in Hu Yibao's ears.

"Mr. Hu, you friend, I, Cheng Wen, have made a decision in my life!"

"If you need any help in the future, don't be polite. Make a phone call and solve it immediately!"

"By the way, I asked the finance side to count it. As of now, your [Huaxia Style] album has accumulated sales of 13.453,000 copies, with a total sales of 1.452.924,000 yuan. Yours is a 30% commission, currently 435.877,200 yuan. I will ask the finance side to pay you immediately."

"Okay, please contact me if you have something to do."

Cheng Wen hung up the phone without asking Hu Yibao to say a word throughout the whole process.

At the same time, the bank card immediately received more than 200 million after-tax remittances.

"When did this world be so gentle to me?"

Hu Yibao said to himself in a little confusion.

First, Nie Chen suddenly called and praised himself, and then his father suddenly called and praised him for no reason. Then, Cheng Wen took the initiative to pay the copyright after praise.

"Lalala!!"

The cell phone ringing again!

...

"This time the task is very important. If you do it well, you will be awarded a bonus this month."

"Director, don't worry, the headlines of this news must have been won by our Qiongdao Satellite TV. I don't care. I just want to do some responsibility for our TV station."

"Awareness! Do it well. I think you have been a reporter for more than ten years and are qualified to go further and host some programs."

"Thank you for your appreciation, I feel that you are the mentor of our TV station."

"Hahaha, go quickly! Many media now want to interview Mr. Hu."

An interview car drove out of the underground garage of Qiongdao Satellite TV Building and headed towards Lu Fuguo's mansion.

Such a big news event is naturally not the Qiongdao Satellite TV family that is taking action.

Other local newspapers on Qiongdao are also coming out in full swing.

Qiongdao Evening News.

"We are counting on this matter on the front page of our news. If we can follow it all over China, if we can be published on our newspapers and websites, the number of attention will definitely rise!"

"Editor-in-chief, let me go! I have many years of interview experience!"

"Okay, I'll leave this to you!"

Qiongdao Daily.

"Now there is no contact information from Mr. Hu on the Internet. We can only go to Lu Fuguo's luxury house to squat."

"Okay! All expenses will be reimbursed. If you can get first-hand news, each person will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan this month!"

...

Some news media located in other places on Qiongdao have also emerged in full swing, and there are even foreign journalists.

Including entertainment media.

This time, the amount of attention behind Hu Yibao's sacrifice of himself in the sea was too high.

If you can interview the person involved as soon as possible, it would be a big news, and it may even be rated as the annual news event of China.

For any media, this is a goal and honor that they want to use up everything and pursue.

Although they do not have Hu Yibao's contact information.

But everyone knew that Hu Yibao was taken away by Lu Fuguo.

As for Lu Fuguo’s mansion on Qiongdao, you can find it by searching the Internet, just go and squatting directly.

...

In a luxurious villa in Lufuguo.

After a few phone calls, Hu Yibao finally knew the cause and effect.

He was watching the replay of Dousha Live, watching the layers of barrage sent by the audience.
To be continued...