Chapter 60

God of No Name: "Damn, the great God of One Page is here, let me touch him up close."

Speechless Mister: "Great God, please hug my legs, let me show off and fly..."

Lin Mu's lips twitched, fortunately not everyone in the group was a joker, finally someone reliable joined the conversation.

Wing Spread Thousand Machines: "Hey, Big Book, I'm your fan, what's bothering you?"

"Alas, don't even mention it, the annual magazine rewards were distributed today. Look at the picture." After saying that, Lin Mu sent the picture Cheng Xiong sent him to the group.

One Page Book Lin Mu: 2000 yuan.

Wen Dao Cheng Wen: 5000 yuan.

...

It was precisely the list of the annual rewards for "Martial Arts Stories."

A stone stirred a thousand waves!

After all, most of the authors were still newcomers, and the veteran authors, after receiving their rewards, mostly kept quiet to avoid jealousy and to prevent the magazine from becoming unhappy.

After all, the difference between the highest reward of several thousand yuan and the lowest reward of a few dozen yuan for a teacup was too great.

And today, Lin Mu had posted this list!

God of No Name: "Holy shit! Senior Wen Dao got 5000 yuan!"

Innocent Banana: "I'm on my knees, all my manuscript fees this year haven't even reached a thousand yuan!"

Wing Spread Thousand Machines: "No way, Big Book, you made such a big contribution to the magazine, and you only got this much? Senior Wen Dao getting 5000 yuan seems justified, but you, even as a newcomer, should have gotten at least 4000 yuan, right? How come you didn't even make the top three?"

Speechless Mister: "Now I'm really speechless, 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' performed so strongly, yet it was suppressed. We newcomers feel our future is so dark..."

...

If Lin Mu's initial complaint only excited a few new authors, this picture shocked a large group of veteran authors.

This picture was transmitted by Cheng Xiong through his insider at "Martial Arts Stories."

The annual benefits for the new authors were low and didn't need to be kept secret; many people knew about them online.

But the top-tier benefits were known only to a few high-level executives, and ordinary authors had no way of knowing!

For those who wrote short and medium-length stories, a few thousand yuan wasn't much, but it was equivalent to the manuscript fees for one or two stories. As long as their work quality didn't decline, even if they didn't publish many works in half a year, the magazine would spend this money to maintain their relationship.

Authors who wrote short and medium-length stories had to work hard to earn their income, and a few thousand yuan that came easily could already make them breathe heavily.

Some people envied such a large reward, and naturally, some felt indignant for Lin Mu.

After all, "Martial Arts" received the support of He Shuo, almost forcing "Martial Arts Stories" into a corner. In such a situation, Lin Mu, with "The Legend of the Condor Heroes," turned the tide. Even if he didn't bring long-term benefits by winning the annual sales championship for "Martial Arts Stories," the doubled sales alone brought significant economic benefits to "Martial Arts Stories."

From the second and third chapters, the competition for ad slots in "Martial Arts Stories" became so intense that even outsiders could see it. Ads that usually remained unchanged for months were now changed by the issue, especially the various bodyguard schools in the country, which appeared almost like a bombardment. One could imagine how high the ad fees would rise.

With such significant benefits and contributions, the magazine was unwilling to give even a few thousand yuan as a reward?

At this moment, even those authors who took some pleasure in Lin Mu's misfortune felt a sense of sorrow, thinking that if such a great contributor like Lin Mu was suppressed, what about them?

One Page Book: "Don't even mention it, in my anger, I called to complain, and I angered Zhu Zhengting, it's a headache..."

A wave of shock!

Lin Mu's words were like a spark wrapped in paper, igniting a fire, and then the buried screen was completely shattered.

On Baidu Tieba, QQ groups, forums...

Every related place was flooded with this news.

"Annual Benefits for 'Martial Arts Stories' Authors, Shocking!"

"One Page Book Not in the Top Three?"

"What Will Happen to One Page Book After Cursing the Boss?"

Post after post, with the benefit picture and Lin Mu's chat screenshots, caused a huge stir in the short and medium-length martial arts circle.

...

"Martial Arts" Magazine.

Cheng Xiong's emotions had already calmed down, and he was now enjoying the posts online, occasionally laughing.

In the office of the magazine's president, the other executives were also smiling.

"This One Page Book is indeed young and impulsive. Does he think there are no people from our two magazines in the QQ group? Does he think that talking in there is just a private conversation that won't spread? Haha, he's really a young man, thinking too little!" Cheng Xiong laughed.

Deputy President Ding Mian also laughed: "Who says not, and he even directly cursed Zhu Zhengting. I really want to see the face of that perennial second place. The supply situation for 'Martial Arts Stories' next year will definitely be affected. This time, he really lost the melon and picked up the sesame!"

"One Page Book has done us a big favor. If we leaked this insider information, we would violate industry rules and offend all publishing peers. Even if One Page Book issued a statement saying he was just a newcomer and not opposing 'Martial Arts Stories,' it wouldn't cause much of a stir. But now, with 'The Legend of the Condor Heroes' winning big, hehe, there will be a good show..."

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"Martial Arts Stories" Magazine.

"Bang!"

An ashtray was thrown heavily against the wall, and Zhu Zhengting glared at the six high-level executives in the office with a look that could kill.

There was Lin Shuiqing, the overall head of benefit distribution, as well as the finance, procurement, and human resources departments.

After staring for a long time and seeing nothing, Zhu Zhengting regained some rationality and shifted his gaze in distress.

Modern technology made leaking secrets as easy as sending a text message or a QQ message, which could be done without anyone knowing.

How to investigate?

Who took a picture of the internal list? There are no cameras in private offices, how to investigate?

Check everyone's phones and communication tools? Not to mention that the other party would definitely delete the records, just the fact that everyone is an adult, treating a small employee like this would be considered an insult, let alone the magazine's executives.

If he really did this, even if he found the insider, the entire executive team would become disunited, and the magazine would be on the verge of closing!

Previously, Zhu Zhengting was already extremely angry because Lin Mu cursed him. Now, Lin Mu "unwisely" revealed the insider information, and Zhu Zhengting's feelings towards Lin Mu had changed from gratitude and appreciation to pure hatred.

That's how it was. No matter how much Lin Mu contributed to the magazine, he wouldn't remember it.

But one thing that made Zhu Zhengting unhappy, and he would remember it with hatred!