When Chen Yun received the news, he sighed. Everyone said that Xia Wanyuan was cold and aloof, but he felt that Xia Wanyuan’s heart was really soft.
He felt that Xia Wanyuan had already done enough. No boss could be as generous as her. In the end, Liu Ling’s family was completely greedy and even played the blame game. It was too much.
In the hotel, Liu Ling was racking her brains to think of a way to sell it for more money when the phone suddenly rang.
Liu Ling picked it up and saw that it was Chen Yun. He hurriedly pressed the answer button. “Brother Chen, are you giving me money today?”
“… Don’t call me Brother Chen. I can’t accept it.” Chen Yun’s tone was very bad. “Wanyuan asked me to ask you if you want to sign the contract according to your previous contract and get 10% of the profits after the movie is released?”
Liu Ling’s mother also leaned over and snatched the phone away. She shouted into the phone, “You turtles, are you bullying my daughter for not knowing anything? You just want to lie to her to get the manuscript!” She wanted to continue scolding, but the sound of the phone being hung up came from the phone.
“What kind of person is this?” Chen Yun rolled his eyes. “She deserves to be poor for the rest of her life.”
“I knew it. That Xia Wanyuan is not a good person at all.” Liu Ling’s mother did not have a good time scolding Chen Yun and vented her anger on Liu Ling.
At that moment, the phone rang again.
Liu Ling’s mother thought it was Chen Yun and began to scold him.
The person on the other end of the line was silent for a long time. After Liu Ling’s mother finished scolding, he said, “Auntie, you’ve misunderstood. We’re from the film company. We called you to ask if you’re willing to sell the manuscript to us for fifty million. This is only a portion of the deposit. When the movie is released, there’s another portion.”
Liu Ling’s mother immediately smiled like a flower. “Okay, okay, of course.”
In the Jiang family’s villa, the assistant walked in. “Madam, I’ve contacted her.”
“Mm, how is it?” Zou Man fiddled with the big diamond ring on her hand.
“The other party is very stupid. We offered 50 million, and she took it seriously,” the assistant said and could not help but mock himself. “Who would spend 50 million to buy a script? She’s really inexperienced.”
“Keep them. I have a use for them,” Zou Man said casually.
“Yes.”
“Damn Jun Shiling!” Just as the two of them were talking, Jiang Kui walked in angrily and threw the things in his hand on the table.
“What’s wrong? Why are you so angry?” Zou Man walked over and massaged Jiang Kui’s shoulders.
“The client I liked was snatched away by Jun Shiling again. Why?! I clearly offered a higher price.” Jiang Kui was furious. He had already offered a higher price, but the other party actually said that he trusted Jun Shiling more. Wasn’t this a slap to my face?
“Don’t be angry.” Zou Man leaned down and her red lips wandered around Jiang Kui’s neck. “We’re filming tomorrow. If you’re so angry, you won’t look good.”
“Got it.” Jiang Kui frowned and pushed Zou Man away. “Don’t hang around me. Go shopping.”
“You make it sound like I only know how to shop.”
Jiang Kui glanced at Zou Man. The look in his eyes was obvious. Other than shopping, what else do you know?
It was night and the entire city had fallen asleep. Outside the Beijing airport, a figure was slowly walking in.
“Young Master Zimu, the plane has been arranged. Please follow me.” A man in black was waiting at the airport door. He called out to the young master, but his expression was filled with disdain.
Wei Zimu ignored him and turned to look behind him.
Behind him was night, and light shone from afar. Wei Zimu knew that that was the center of Beijing.
There was Xia Wanyuan.
“Young Master Zimu,” the man in black urged impatiently. “Don’t waste time. The boss will be angry.”
Only then did Wei Zimu retract his gaze and turn around resolutely.
It was as if he had made a permanent farewell to everything behind him. He was hopeless and sad.
Soon, in the dark night, a plane cut through the night sky and headed towards Continent F.
Looking at the shrinking light underground, Wei Zimu sighed and said softly to the void outside the window, “Goodbye.”
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In the hotel, Liu Ling and his family were calculating the remaining money in their hands. Their faces were filled with worry. “There’s only two thousand yuan left. What should we do?”
“Don’t worry.” Liu Ling’s mother was especially calm and smug today. “That person promised yesterday that he would definitely give us a surprise today.”
The next second, a message appeared on the phone. It was from the traffic income of the short video. It was a total of fifty thousand yuan.
“Why is there so many today?!” Liu Ling was very surprised.
At this moment, the topic “China’s Science Fiction Light” was gradually rising on Weibo.
After watching the short video with Liu Ling’s creativity as the core, the netizens were attracted by her novel imagination.
[This is good. It combines ancient Chinese mythology and future technology. There’s a magical feeling. The creativity is not bad.]
[When will our country’s sci-fi movies reach this level? They’ll definitely be able to hit the market.]
[I just took a look at the staff introduction. This script was actually written by an eighteen-year-old girl. This is too amazing.]
As the discussion became more and more popular, Liu Ling, an eighteen-year-old genius author, was also dug out.
Her life experience easily aroused everyone’s sympathy, and the work she wrote was indeed very moving.
Such a contrast made Liu Ling famous in a short period of time. Many people began to call her “China’s last hope of science fiction.”
They sat in the hotel and did nothing, but the money in their phones increased. Many media reporters came to meet them. Liu Ling and his family were so happy that they were about to go crazy. They could go back and stay in the presidential suite again.
Just as they were feeling happy, the phone rang. It was still the assistant from yesterday.
“How is it? Did you earn money?”
“Yes, yes, yes. Just tell us what you need us to do.” Liu Ling’s mother smiled brightly.
“In the future, do whatever I ask you to do. Don’t worry, as long as you’re obedient, you’ll have a lot of money.”
“Okay, okay!” Liu Ling and his family naturally agreed.
Chen Yun told Xia Wanyuan about Liu Ling’s popularity as gossip. Xia Wanyuan was silent for a moment before saying, “In that case, let her be.”
Chen Yun knew that Xia Wanyuan had completely given up on Liu Ling.
The next day was the day the fans were looking forward to so much, they were about to bore a hole in the television.
On this day, “Leisurely Life” began.
The first guests, Jiang Kui, Zou Man, Jun Shiling, and Xia Wanyuan, made the audience look forward to it.
There was another group of mysterious guests. The production team did not announce it officially, but it was also attracting the audience.
After all, the other two groups were already so shocking, so how bad could the mysterious guest be?
