The next morning, in the villa on the upper west side.
Wang Jian dawdled through the breakfast prepared by the three Hispanic maids.
On the one hand, it is because these maids, in order to please their new owners, went out of their way to learn Chinese food.
On the other hand, Wang Jian did not want to go to the office to face his readers.
After all, he is also a well-known best-selling writer in the United States, and still has a certain idol burden.
Besides I'm the great mage, the rest of my works are weird, novel or shocking. Let's look at I'm too rich...
"how do you feel that I've suddenly fallen from an Oscar winner to the king of rotten films?"
"What would you like for dinner, Mr. Wang?" The chief maid, who had just received her salary, asked in a flattering tone.
"Just feel free." While wiping the corners of his mouth, Wang Jian stood up.
After that, he hesitated out of the villa and went to the office building in flushing.
Looking at the reluctant figure of the master, the head of the maid frowned.
In her mind, she instantly recalled the pink incident between the master and the maid she often talked about when the maids were chatting in the community.
When people talk about maids exchanging their bodies for jobs, green cards and even up to $500000 in cash, most of them show envy.
My master is a young, single and rich man. The most important thing is that he is still a writer!
Is there a chance?
She looked at the huge reward in her hand, and thought of her compatriots who had become vagabonds because she could not find a job after the expiration of her labor certificate.
"It seems that it's a good choice!"
But... I'm 25 years old and I have a husband in Venezuela.
Therefore, he should not be obsessed with himself.
She sighed a little regretfully. After thinking about it for a moment, she called the other two maids, who were about 20 years old and unmarried, to her side and looked at them carefully.
Well, the height, legs and appearance are not bad.
"Should we order some black and white aprons like other maids?" The chief maid asked two subordinates intimately.
The two young maids were a little flattered for a while, and compared with other maids in the community, the traditional black-and-white dress is not too much.
So, after hesitation, he nodded and agreed.
Wang Jian didn't know that he was misunderstood by his maids because of his reputation as a writer group.
At the moment, he is sitting in the back of the car, turning on the computer later, doing psychological construction.
"In any case, you have to die sooner or later," Wang Jian said to himself, biting his teeth. "Whatever you like, you can do."
At this time, "didi" Nokia classic mobile phone ringtone came.
He took a look and found that the caller was Wozniak.
Er...
for a novel, this big guy is willing to give hundreds of thousands of dollars to support the author.
He won't pay hundreds of thousands of dollars for a particularly bad work and organize a group of people to protest downstairs in flushing, will he?
Wang Jian was thinking about the scene on TV when a politician was smashed with rotten eggs when he attended a political rally.
It's really a headache for these billionaires who take money instead of money!
"Wang, is your new work inspired by a conversation in a Silicon Valley Hotel?" Wozniak's voice came without a pause.
"Do you want to use this work to describe the temptation faced by our so-called" technological elites "to warn us not to forget our original intention?"
what?
Wang Jian held his mobile phone in front of him and was stunned for a long time.
How can he see the flavor of realistic criticism from his works of pure imagination?
Er...
Wang Jian turned on his brain and finally managed to keep up with each other's brain circuits.
Under the tide of the Internet, the rapidly expanding wealth of the technological elites is probably similar to the financial situation of the protagonist of "I'm too rich"?
"Lying trough, no wonder people play games with handles, and you edit games with handles!"
But...
in this way, this big guy should not organize people to protest?
"There's... Something to do with it." Wang Jian said, biting his teeth.
"Ha, I knew it!" Wozniak's voice was full of complacency. "Others said that you copied the million gifts of the winemaker."
"A few of us have made a small program, and we have besieged those people on twitter."
Plagiarism?
Wang Jian changed from being unable to laugh or cry to being serious in an instant.
If we say that we have money, it will only reduce the perception of the middle and lower level writers to ourselves, thus affecting the development of the society wangwen.com The development of science and technology.So plagiarism is the "Achilles heel" set by invulnerable writers!
Wang Jian hung up his cell phone perfunctorily, motioned the driver to speed up, and at the same time called Tom.
"Now, go and find me a novel of winemaker's million gifts and the relevant background information."
After Tom agreed, Wang Jian could not calm down.
If the matter of plagiarism sit down, then their own trouble can be really big!
Half an hour later, he quickly ran into the office.
"Wang, this is the million gifts of the winemaker." Tom handed over a thin book. "What's wrong with this book?"
Wang Jian didn't answer, so he took the novel and read it immediately.
The background of this book is not Chicago, but Wisconsin.
It was not in modern times, but in the early 20th century.
However...
like "I'm so rich", this work takes the limited time and money as the main line of the story.
Shit, shit!
Wang Jian pressed his head hard and regretted it.
I choose the most reasonable will from the unreasonable "system" to give money.
"But does the author of this novel have no copyright consciousness?"
Damn, I won't completely destroy myself and myself in this "literary trash" like work wangwen.com What's your future?
"Tom, is this novel popular? And has it ever been adapted into a film and television work? "
"Influenced by the serious and deep atmosphere of the literary world at that time, this too unusual work did not have wide influence."
"However, it has indeed been adapted into several film and television works, although the box office is not very high."
"Let Matthew contact the descendants of the original author immediately, and strive for the adaptation authorization of the work."
Wang Jian thought about it for a moment and added, "a million dollars is acceptable!"
...
"ha," legendary reporter wood looked at the computer and laughed loudly.
Sure enough, a young man who has never read a community college can't find such a novel that has been ignored by many famous writers.
He picked up the phone and called NBC's lawyer.
"Go to Wisconsin right away, and I'll send you the address."
"Tell them not to reconcile!"
"In terms of lawyers' fees, Simon Schuster's publishing society paid them in advance."