Publish a book?

Li Weidong was shocked by Shen Xiaoyan's words and shook his head repeatedly: "What are you talking about? I'm not a celebrity, why would I publish a book!"

Even if they were to publish a book or write an autobiography, wouldn't that be something like a memoir written when they get older?

How can someone publish a book about their life in their early twenties?

If word gets out, people will probably laugh at us!

Shen Xiaoyan, however, said seriously, "Who's joking with you? Look how many people are here to seek the scriptures now."

Do you know what those reporters outside are saying to you?

Li Weidong was taken aback: "Huh? I have a nickname?"

He was so busy with company matters that he didn't pay any attention to what was happening outside.

Shen Xiaoyan smiled and said, "Of course! People outside are calling you the legendary young king now!"

"Think about it, your father passed away early, and your mother was just an ordinary woman with little knowledge. Your family had a very hard time back then."

"As a result, when you were a teenager, you started researching how to grow mushrooms and single-handedly supported a family."

She counted on her fingers and said, "And that's not all. Besides growing mushrooms, you also resell Moutai liquor, and with an unimaginable keenness, you acquired the agency rights for Kongfujia liquor, accumulating wealth that ordinary people can't even imagine."

"And then, at the peak of Kongfujia Liquor's success, he decisively withdrew from the market and invested his money in greenhouse vegetables, transforming himself into a nationally renowned vegetable king. How amazing is that!"

Li Weidong was embarrassed by her praise and scratched the back of his head, saying, "I'm not as amazing as you say."

"Why don't you go out and see for yourself!"

Shen Xiaoyan said reproachfully, "You legendary young king, so many people admire you. If you were to publish a book, it would definitely sell very well!"

Li Weidong was tempted.

Putting aside the fame that comes with publishing a book, the most important thing is that it can inspire more young people to be positive, hardworking, and strive for success.

Although the country has long been liberated and is developing at a rapid pace, countless people at the bottom of society are still struggling to make ends meet, with no hope in sight.

If I have the opportunity to do my part, why not?

only……

"I can't write a book either!"

Li Weidong's head started to ache: "Although I'm a liberal arts student, my grades weren't exactly good when I was in school. You want me to write a book? That's just a pipe dream!"

He struggles even with 800-word essays, so asking him to write a book is practically like asking him to die.

Shen Xiaoyan rolled her eyes at him: "Who told you to write it? Don't you have a ready-made helper at home?"

"who?"

Li Weidong didn't react for a moment.

Shen Xiaoyan said directly, "Your little fiancée! She's excellent at Chinese at school, and she's never fallen out of first place."

"Winter break is just around the corner, so you can have her help you write it. It will not only strengthen your relationship but also help you complete your creative work—a win-win situation!"

Zhou Xiaoye?

Li Weidong paused for a moment, somewhat uncertain: "Can she handle it...?"

To be honest, he's been too busy lately and hasn't paid attention to Zhou Xiaoye's grades.

Shen Xiaoyan said irritably, "Don't you even know your own woman? What kind of fiancé are you!"

Feeling embarrassed by her words, Li Weidong simply put his arm around her and said, "You keep calling me your fiancée, aren't you jealous?"

"So you want me to be jealous?"

Shen Xiaoyan retorted, "Since that's the case, why don't I make a scene, go to your little fiancée and tell her that I'm your woman and pregnant with your child, so that she'll voluntarily step down and give way?"

Li Weidong panicked: "It was just a joke, please don't!"

"Alright, alright, I knew you were joking. If you really wanted to marry me, I wouldn't be happy!"

Shen Xiaoyan gave him a push: "Winter break is coming soon, go talk to your little fiancée yourself!"

As for her, she'll definitely continue to focus on her studio and work hard to earn money.

Men may be good, but nothing beats money.

...

After some hesitation, Li Weidong decided that publishing a book was feasible, and he discussed it with Zhou Xiaoye during his vacation.

"What? You want me to write your autobiography?!"

Zhou Xiaoye jumped up, shaking his head like a rattle drum: "No, no, I can't do that!"

"Honey, if you want to write an autobiography, you'll have to find a professional to write it. I definitely can't do it!"

Li Weidong put his arm around her and said, "What's wrong with you? I've already asked your teacher. Your essay this year was even published in a magazine!"

"Furthermore, your school has a literary society. Even though you are a senior in high school, the teacher still specifically asked you to be the president of the society, which is enough to prove your ability."

He looked at Zhou Xiaoye and said seriously, "Good wife, please help me!"

Zhou Xiaoye blushed deeply after being called "wife" by him, and was so embarrassed that she couldn't lift her head.

Li Weidong pressed his advantage: "How about it?"

"Think about it, people from all over the country keep coming to our company to interview me. I'm simply too busy to keep up. If I could publish an autobiography and write down all my experiences and insights, then those people could just buy the book and wouldn't have to come looking for me."

"This way I can have an easier time, and I can even make money selling books! You can keep this money for yourself, okay?"

These words touched Zhou Xiaoye.

She now spends all her money on food, clothing, and daily necessities on the Li family's money, and even when she gets into university, she will have to ask Li Weidong for tuition fees.

Although Li Weidong's family would definitely not have any objections, she still felt a little uneasy.

If what Li Weidong said is true, and I earn money by writing books, then I won't need to ask Li Weidong for money when I go to university.

In this way, he and I became equals...

Zhou Xiaoye looked at Li Weidong: "Then... what if I don't write it well?"

"I believe in you, you can definitely write it well!"

Li Weidong said seriously, "Besides, it doesn't matter if it's not well written. We won't let outsiders know about it. Just the two of us will know. If it's not well written, we won't publish it, and no one will laugh at you. How about that?"

Zhou Xiaoye was finally persuaded and nodded hesitantly: "Then... I'll give it a try!"

"Very good!"

Li Weidong was overjoyed: "Then I'll add a desk to the office later, and you can come work with me this summer to write at the company, which will also make it easier for me to tell you about it."

"good!"

A hint of longing flashed in Zhou Xiaoye's eyes.

Just then, Li Xiaoli burst in, asking, "Brother, what did you just say about going to work?"

"Is Ono going to work at your company?"

"I don't care, I'm going!"

Li Weidong was speechless: "You brat, you believe everything you hear. What are you going to do at the company? Isn't studying hard enough? You want to work too?"

"I don't care!"

Li Xiaoli raised her chin: "If Xiao Ye goes to your company, then I'll go too. If you don't let me go, then I'll... I'll go there and cause trouble every day!"

Li Weidong was speechless, so he simply said, "Your sister-in-law is writing my autobiography. You can come if you want."

"You need to write 5,000 words a day. If you can do that, I'll let you do it, how about it?"