God Descends the Second Element

After returning to the room, Wang Hao lay tiredly on the bed, a deep emptiness sweeping over his soul.

That uneasy feeling came again.

"Pah, pah, pah—"

Wang Hao stretched out his hand and patted both sides of his cheeks hard, forcibly cheering up.

"Anyway, let's transfer all the funds first..."

Turning on the computer, Wang Hao took a deep breath and quickly logged into his private online banking account. This bank account contained the royalties remitted from Dengeki Bunko and Shueisha.

He currently has a total of more than 70 million yen in his personal account. He directly transferred 40 million yen to Yukinoshita Haruno's side to develop Fusukawa Bunko, and then transferred it to Iida Ayano's side. Wang Hao paid 20 million yen as the fee for finding an artist, and finally Wang Hao remitted another 9 million yen to Ye Qiushan. This fund should still be used for a while.

After struggling for a while, Wang Haoneng watched the 70 million in his account drop directly to more than 1 million, and couldn't help but have a wry smile on his face.

The money flowed out just before it was warmed in my hands. It really was like running water. The ancients did not deceive me.

Of course, Wang Hao is confident that he will make back all the money he spent, and he will be motivated only when he is under pressure. It would be boring if he had no pressure at all.

Please note that he is not a pussy! It’s not a tease! It’s not a tease! Say important things three times!

…

The next morning.

Wang Hao got up from the warm bed early in the morning, put on his clothes and folded the bed quilt. He went to the bathroom to perform one-stop services such as brushing his teeth and washing his face. Finally, he stood in front of the mirror and took a look to confirm that there was no major problem before he came. Arriving at the underground garage, we drove to Shueisha.

Generally, cartoonists would not attend meetings, especially those related to halving. Wang Hao had never heard of editors inviting cartoonists to attend, but he just didn't know if the cartoonists in the past were a group or just him.

When something goes wrong, there must be a monster. While driving, Wang Hao always had an ominous premonition, but he didn't want to end here.

"This is really nerve-wracking..."

With a slight sigh, Wang Hao silently increased the speed of the car.

It can be said that he is very familiar with the location of Shueisha, after all, he has been to that place several times.

As soon as the vehicle entered the corner, Wang Hao recalled the route in his memory, picked the most convenient shortcut, and arrived at the destination not long after.

When the Maybach just stopped in the parking lot, another black luxury car passed by Wang Hao. The door slowly opened. When he saw the person getting out of the black car, there was a trace of surprise on his face and he immediately turned towards The other party smiled and said hello: "Mr. Kubo, good morning."

"Teacher God, good morning."

Seeing Wang Hao's arrival, Kubo's leader didn't show any surprise on his face and replied with a smile.

Wang Hao nodded slightly to show respect to the other party, moved to the side of Kubo, and the two advanced side by side.

After walking a few steps, Wang Hao turned his head and asked loudly: "Is Mr. Kubo also here to attend the meeting today?"

Seeing the confused look on Wang Hao's face, Kubo and his team burst into laughter: "Yes, but this time the protagonist is not a has-been uncle like me, hahaha——"

"No, no, no, Mr. Kubo, you are so humble. Everyone is always grateful for your efforts."

Wang Hao smiled bitterly, even if Death is over, no one dares to stand up and say that Death has passed away. This is the horror of a phenomenal comic.

Just like Dragon Ball in its previous life, its influence has not diminished many years after its completion. Instead, it became more and more popular, influencing the childhoods of generations after generations.

In today's comics industry, who dares to stand up and say that Kubo has failed? If someone really said such a thing, it would definitely arouse public outrage and suffer counterattack from all fans and cartoonists.

And respecting our predecessors is the most basic principle. The reason why the comic industry continues to progress is because of the contributions of our predecessors. No matter from which point of view, Kubo and others are worthy of everyone's respect.

"Kubo-sensei, good morning!"

"Kubo-sensei, good morning!"

…

Sure enough, as soon as the two of them walked to the door of Shueisha, a large number of cartoonists greeted Kubo Daito. They ignored Wang Hao next to them and regarded him as Kubo Daito's new editor.

As for why I say this, it's because when many cartoonists greeted Kubo's leaders just now, they said, "You are the new editor in charge of Kubo-sensei, right?" "Young man, please work hard." and so on.

Wang Hao doesn't feel any embarrassment about this. After all, he has never appeared in public. It is normal for other cartoonists not to know him. Shueisha's annual meeting will not be held for more than half a year. By then, all Shueisha will Cartoonists and editors will be in attendance.

Wang Hao is also looking forward to the annual meeting in his heart. Although Shueisha's comics are very well-known around the world, not many people know what most of the cartoonists who draw the comics look like. After all, cartoonists are also very hard-working. Except for people like Wang Hao, who has incredible hand speed and can be used as a bug skill, most cartoonists basically have to work in the studio every day to catch up on manuscripts.

"Kubo-sensei, good morning."

At this moment, a fat man wearing black-rimmed glasses waved in this direction and walked slowly over with a smile on his face.

"Good morning, Yabuki-sensei."

After seeing the person coming, Kubo and his team also took the initiative to walk over and say hello to the person, then looked at Wang Hao and said, "Let me introduce to you, this is teacher Kentaro Yabuki!"

"Yabuki-sensei, nice to meet you!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Hao looked a little surprised. He turned his head and looked at the fat man in front of him. He didn't expect that the man in front of him was Kentaro Yabuki, the author of The Secret Princess!

It is simply impossible for ordinary people to serialize a manga, especially a harem manga, in Weekly Jump, which has many powerful enemies. However, Kentaro Yabuki has turned this impossible into a reality. .

Seeing Kentaro Yabuki's confused look, Kubo and his team immediately laughed and introduced him: "Yabuki-sensei, this is the most dazzling new star in our circle, God Master-sensei!"

"It turns out to be the master of God! I didn't expect to be as young as the rumors! He is indeed a hero." Hearing this, Kentaro Yabuki also showed a look of surprise on his face.

"I don't dare to take it seriously. Compared to the seniors, I'm still far behind."

Wang Hao felt a little embarrassed when he heard the other party's praise. Wang Hao, who was following Kubo, was a little excited. After all, he met one comic book boss after another on the way. These comic book bosses didn't know the influence. How many people’s childhood has been affected.