Chapter 271

Wang Jian watched the final contract with Time Warner and the twitter topic area on his computer screen.

"I'm too rich to be adapted from a movie? Who are the actors of the heroine? "

"I really want to see it, but according to the scale in the book, it's probably pg-16. I'm not old enough. What a pity!"

“come on！ You never bought a beer? Can't you use fake documents? "

"I tell you, watching instinct on the big screen is totally different from renting a video."

Is it a little strange that these readers are focusing on?

Wang Jian sipped his coffee and shook his head gently.

"The enthusiasm of the readers is so high that I don't want to end it."

"Wang," Tom came in excitedly.

"The writers' Association issued a statement against groundless accusations of plagiarism."

"The most important point is that the science fiction writers, the association of terror and suspense writers, etc. have all signed their names together!"

Huh?

Wang Jian took over the document and looked at it. He found that the names of all the classification associations appeared in the document, except for Gao Leng's academic writers' Association and the realistic writers' Association, which nobody looked down upon.

"Is that reflected on the website?"

"Of course," Tom took out a statistics, "although the reputation is not obvious, but there are still a few entity book writers, into our arms!"

That is to say, the right of adaptation not only attracts top writers, but also affects the impressions of ordinary writers?

Wang Jian pondered for a while, while calling Matthew, a lawyer, he was thinking about the outline and was ready to finish "I'm really rich" as soon as possible.

"After all, only when the novel is finished can we adapt the script and carry out preliminary planning." He sighed, "this heat must be maintained."

After that, Wang Jian moved his keyboard and began to type.

This novel, which is regarded as a "self portrait" of his life by the outside world, finally comes to the end.

...

at the same time, Sarah is watching "I'm so rich.".

She would like to know how her brother described her past life.

The protagonist is inspired by the experience of African American women.

Since we have to rack our brains to spend money, why not help the people around us?

So he first bought a winery and asked his adoptive father Frank to act as a wine taster.

Well, this drunkard doesn't believe it at all.

"But it doesn't matter!" Frank looked at the winery and strode in. "Even the tramp would cry when he saw me. What else can you get?"

"I can't stand it! I have to drink so many kinds of wine every day. I don't have time to wake up at all Cried a young wine taster, running to the wine room.

"Well, I don't have the spirit to bear hardships at all!" Frank curled his lips. "I risked being shot and went to the police house to sleep with his wife for the sake of drinking money."

"How's Frank?" The protagonist asks the person in charge of the winery.

"I've never met a man as dedicated as he is."

"I'm old, but I'm going to be successful."

Seeing this, Sarah laughs.

Since you like to drink, let you drink all your life.

Isn't this your foster parents?

After taking the medicine, if you like to beat and scold the children, you should be in the hospital and knock until you die!

As for the older brother, he is a genius.

After the protagonist bought an application with money, he got the chance to study in University.

"Originally, I was looking at sponsorship to put up with his bad temper." "But now, his learning ability is worth it," the tutor told his colleagues

"My other brother, Ryan, wants to be a soldier, but he's gay..." the protagonist complains to the lawyer, rubbing his brows.

"Er... Although the U.S. military has the principle of" don't ask, don't say "about this, it's not without solutions." The lawyer thought about it and looked at Carl.

"As long as through a certain operation, there is such a special group of seals."

"It's from Ryan," the second sister yelled, holding up the envelope. "He's been in the army so well that he even made a boyfriend!"

So, the first one in our family to have a regular spouse is a man's boyfriend?

"So, what's your dream?" The protagonist asked the second sister in a chatting tone.

"I want children, now!"

Ah?

The protagonist rubbed his hair in distress. "What kind of monster is this family? Girls don't want to be handsome and fall in love. They want to be unmarried mothers?"

"It's impossible to spend money on her own. Why don't you buy her a child?""Why do you want children?" The protagonist is puzzled.

"Only children are willing to listen to me seriously. I like to tell them stories." The second sister replied.

Carl thought about the African American woman. "Why don't you write stories and sell them to children?"

"Children's writers?" The second sister looks at Carl in doubt, "will anyone publish or buy it?"

Enough money, that's not a problem!

The protagonist nodded in front of the second sister.

Huh?

Sarah frowned. "So, I'm the second sister of this towboat?"

"I didn't expect that a writer in my family could sell 10000 books." Fiona, the elder sister, sighs at the protagonist.

Well, more than 9000 of them are kept in the warehouse I rented!

"What's your wish, sister?"

"My wish is that you can all grow up safely, and don't become the people like Frank before..." Fiona stood at the window, looking into the distance.

Is that why I'm so tight that I don't even have time to go out and spend money?

Seeing this, Sarah took a sip of coffee.

"I don't know if it's an illusion. I always feel that their relationship is a little ambiguous..."

she shakes her head and continues to look at the screen.

"There is still a lot of money. How can we spend it to get a billion dollar legacy?" The protagonist looked at the inseparable elder sister and scratched her hair in distress.

By the way!

The writer!

Second sister's novel, but let his blood!

Just do it. Carl took up his pen and started to write.

Anyway, if you don't pursue big sales, just write blindly!

"I cross into the alien world, and then I can become stronger by eating..."

what should I eat?

Carl thought about it and decided to use his favorite snack, taco!

But I didn't expect that this novel written by Hu made a profit!

Sarah looks at the screen and giggles.

At this time, a book fan named Jack Dorsey came up.

"Mr. Carr, your work is very good. It's just that the number of copies released is too small. How about more copies?"

"No interest!" Carl shakes his head, thinking about losing money.

"Or..." Jack Dorsey was very embarrassed, "we put this novel on the Internet?"

"Just building a website, you need to spend money...

spend money?

Hear here, the protagonist's eyes a bright!

"In order to let more readers see the novel, it is necessary to spend some money!" Carl said seriously.

"How much does it cost to build a website?"

"The best, about five million dollars." As soon as Jack Dorsey's eyes brightened, he immediately added, "I can barely see it. It only costs 100000 dollars."

"How can readers have a bad reading experience?" Carl calculated that the amount he would need to spend would be about $5 million.

"I trust you so much!" Carl patted each other on the shoulder. "For the five million dollars, you can build a website."

Jack Dorsey was moving with the check.

"So much trust, I must work hard!"

"Well, in order to spread faster, attach twitter, which you have been studying, to the website as well."

On the last day of the estate, two lawyers walked into the apartment.

"Mr. Carr, after verification, you are qualified to inherit one billion dollars."

"A billion dollars?" Fiona looks at the check and then at Carl.

"So, the changes in our family are all due to you?"

Er...

Carl looked at a pair of beautiful eyes and immediately dismissed the lawyer.

"Fiona, listen to me. I didn't mean to. Don't be angry!"

Fiona stares at her brother, who is staying at home, and her eyes begin to smile.

"How could I be angry?"

She opens her arms and kisses Carl. "I'm too late to thank you."

Huh?

Carl felt his warm lips and froze for a moment.

At this time, his mobile phone rings suddenly.

"Mr. Carr, we made it!"

"Twitter has reached the standard of IPO. It's going public!"

"Oh," Sarah chuckled, "it's really like a self portrait...

" but... "She touched her slightly red face." do I have to take the initiative? "

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