Chapter 335: The Hard Part Is Getting Started (Requesting Monthly Votes)

Next, "You Are the Apple of My Eye" will soon be released in Xiangjiang, Wanwan, Japan, Korea, and other regions.

During the Venice Film Festival, Qi Hao even sold the overseas adaptation rights for "You Are the Apple of My Eye."

Although it was only about one hundred thousand U.S. dollars, it was enough to recoup the cost of buying the script.

When purchasing the copyright, it only cost one million.

When buying the copyright, the adaptation rights were included as well.

Arranging the screening of "You Are the Apple of My Eye" in Wanwan also drew

Unexpectedly, after Ye Tian blocked Master Yi for a moment using the Infinite Fire Domain, he immediately unleashed a Thunder Art, instantly blasting Master Yi into the ground, his entire body smoking.

Liang Shan coldly spoke, and without waiting for Wang Yonggui to react, his right hand shot out like lightning, seized Wang Yonggui’s wrist, twisted it, and the pistol slid into his hand. Liang Shan pressed his finger on the trigger and reversed the gun, pressing it against Wang Yonggui’s forehead.

He was, in a way, wronged—he had just returned from a business trip to America and knew nothing of the conflict between Li Shangshan and the Huang family. Upon hearing from his household that Li Shangshan had been taken by his driver to Yunfu Hotel, he rushed over the moment he landed. He never expected to get entangled in the Huang family’s affairs, nor to nearly be drawn into conflict with Li Shangshan’s enemy.

These workers in the factory, after all, are here for the money—a single night’s pay equals five days’ normal wages; who wouldn’t be tempted?

At this point, he and Ouyang Yun had already eaten their fill, and their inner anger had fully dissipated; they felt an unparalleled, refreshing comfort, something they had never experienced before.

The Xiaguo Group is now basically stable; as chairwoman and CEO, her absence from the company for a day or two could never cause any problem—besides, today’s technology is so advanced that many matters can be handled online.

A shrill, pig-like scream echoed through the cabin—it was Drew, shackled to his seat.

After watching the leader leave, the doctor turned back to his own work, as if nothing had just happened.

In this world, very few people have reached his level; even the Great Demon Lord, sealed within a mysterious space, though long possessing cultivation beyond Level Eight, was restricted by the seal and could at most maintain a Level Six Mid-stage power.

It was truly astonishing. She skimmed through the news article and reached this conclusion:

Stimulated by the attack on the communications base, the enemy set up checkpoints on nearly every street; yet on this overcrowded planet, they could not restrict everyone’s freedom—daily production and life could not be halted.

Moreover, she deeply disliked Lin Xuan, this arrogant man; the kind of man she admired most was elegant, wise, and noble.

Lin Yun listened to his words, and scenes of his few encounters with the Son of Heaven flashed through his mind; a cloud of doubt lingered in his chest, yet he could not for the life of him pinpoint the source of the problem.

But in Xia Qiu’s heart, she had to admit that Robin was not a suitable candidate to lead the Baroque Workshop.

He did not notice that the more he spoke, the more violently Han Tianfang’s body trembled on the floor, his face turning paler, his eyes filled with increasing terror.

Twisting, spreading fissures continuously covered the ground, their furious appearance causing every Caesar soldier’s heart to tremble with dread.

Over two thousand soldiers of the Frost Army, under Commander Ma Qi’s direct order, launched a fierce counterattack—their combat power was terrifying.

The tank’s side armor, struck directly by the warhammer, dented inward by over ten centimeters; crimson spiritual energy swept across, turning the crews of three tanks into bloody paste smeared across their powered armor.

The black fish’s head scales shattered into fragments, but the harpoon arrow had lost its momentum and slowly slid downward.