Chapter 462 The world is indeed a huge makeshift operation.

After telling Shen Xuewei about this, I noticed that Shen Xuewei didn't react much.

Gu Ling chuckled lightly and then told Shen Xuewei about the next thing.

"Um... Weiwei, are you sure that the film and television adaptation rights for all of Hua Yunbi's novels are with our company?"

Shen Xuewei turned her head to look at her and noticed that her expression had become very strange.

It seemed like he wanted to say something but couldn't, or he was suppressing a laugh, and there was also a hint of watching the fun.

"I'm absolutely certain that you should just say what you have to say, or I'll kick you out."

"No, no, no, I'll tell you..."

She paused, couldn't help but laugh, then quickly suppressed it and said seriously:

"Well... my dad asked me to contact the person in charge of Tide Media to discuss the copyright issue, specifically the book 'The Metamorphosis of the White Rose'..."

Shen Xuewei looked at her, Gu Ling's eyes were full of innocence, and she suppressed a laugh:

"Don't look at me like that. Yes, it's exactly what you think."

Shen Xuewei's lips twitched involuntarily. This world really is a huge makeshift operation.

The fake cloud-transforming pen already fooled one person, but now there's another victim—and it's Xinggui Productions, a long-established film and television production company, that's been successfully scammed again and again…

Aren't the people in these companies supposed to be pretty shrewd?

She and Gu Ling looked at each other, and after a brief silence, they both laughed at the same time.

Gu Ling laughed exaggeratedly, "It's hilarious. That group of people, their hearts seem to be filled with hemorrhoids, they just believe whatever someone says, without even checking if it's really a Cloud-Transforming Brush, and they got swindled out of millions..."

"The Metamorphosis of the White Rose" is one of Shen Xuewei's earlier novels. That swindler used the copyright of this novel to cheat people out of millions of dollars. That's pretty impressive.

After they finished laughing, the matter still needed to be resolved.

The novel is only about 120,000 words long. If Xinggui Productions wanted to adapt it into a TV series, Shen Xuewei would refuse without hesitation, even though they had a previous relationship.

However, Star Trails Productions intends to adapt this novel into a film, and the director and screenwriter they've collaborated with are among the best in the industry.

Even after being scammed out of three million, he still promised to pay Shen Xuewei three million in copyright fees.

So the film and television adaptation rights alone cost as much as six million.

To show their sincerity, they also promised that the adaptation would fully respect the original work and that Shen Xuewei would go through the script once, with her opinion taking precedence in the end.

Not only that, they even suggested that one of the male or female leads could be given to an artist from their company.

According to Xinggui Productions, the adaptation of the novel into the script for this drama is still in progress, and everything else is still in preparation.

The actual filming time is estimated to be next year.

After much deliberation, Shen Xuewei did not agree immediately.

"Could you arrange for me to meet with the people from Xinggui Productions and the screenwriter who is adapting my novel another day, so we can talk face-to-face?"

We've all dealt with these people before; if I directly refuse, it won't be easy to handle future encounters.

Actually, if Star Tracks Producers hadn't previously leaked information that they had bought the copyright to this book, they wouldn't have needed to discuss it with Shen Xuewei.

They had agreed to buy the copyright, but then they decided not to film it. Anyone with eyes can see what's going on.

If someone pushes it to the top of the trending searches, the next person to be laughed at will be Producer Xinggui.

It would be better to stick to the current situation, discuss with Tide Media, buy the rights from them, and continue developing the film...

"Okay, I'll go back and convey your message to them."

At this point, Gu Ling hadn't realized anything was wrong. After finishing talking about Star Trail Production, she looked at Shen Xuewei expectantly.

"The drama 'The Roses on the Green Alley Wall'..."

Shen Xuewei finally nodded in agreement, "You will be the one to direct this drama. Call me when casting, I need to see it for myself."

"Also, the company has recently signed several new artists. We should try to use our own company's artists as much as possible and give them more opportunities."

"If the performance is indeed poor or unsuitable, then let it go. We should prioritize the suitability for the role and not force it."

At this point, Gu Ling would naturally agree to whatever Shen Xuewei said.

"Okay, whatever you say."

Having received Shen Xuewei's promise, she was about to get up and leave when Shen Xuewei called her back.

Under her gaze, Shen Xuewei walked into the study and brought her the revised script.

"I've already adapted 'The Roses on the Green Alley Wall.' You're a screenwriter too, so go back and take a look at the script. If you think there's anything wrong with any part, come and talk to me."

"Okay, I'll go now and come find you later."

Gu Ling opened the file as she walked out.

When I got to the door, I saw the document signed by the person who adapted it, Hua Yunbi, and I finally realized that something seemed wrong.

She turned around stiffly, holding up the document, and said:

"Weiwei, you just said that the script has already been revised by your side, right?"

Shen Xuewei looked up at her and asked, "Yes, is there a problem?"

Is there a problem?

This is a huge problem!

Gu Ling quickly walked back, holding the documents, and stood in front of the sofa, staring at Shen Xuewei.

"But the person who adapted this document is named Hua Yunbi?"

Sister Zou had just brewed some brown sugar ginger tea and handed it to Shen Xuewei.

"Miss Chen, here, this is brown sugar ginger tea. I let it cool down a bit, so it's not too hot. It will make your stomach feel better..."

Shen Xuewei just got her period yesterday, and her stomach is a little sore and painful, but thankfully it's not a big problem.

She thanked Sister Zou, took the cup of brown sugar ginger tea, and took a sip.

After placing the cup on the table, she answered Gu Ling's question.

"Huayunbi is me, so there's nothing wrong with this signature."

At that moment, Gu Ling felt as if her mind was blank.

Isn't Shen Xuewei's cursor supposed to be scanning a poem? When did it become a cloud-transforming pen?

Thinking this way, she asked the question aloud.

Shen Xuewei stood up and gently patted her shoulder.

Is it possible that both of them are me?

Sometimes, Shen Xuewei finds it quite amusing to see other people looking confused and at a loss.

For example, right now.

With his muddled mind, he calculated Shen Xuewei's age and concluded that she had started writing novels before she was even ten years old.

As Shen Xuewei walked past her, her footsteps gradually faded into the distance.

The document that Gu Ling had been clutching in her hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

Even Gu Ling herself didn't know when she left Shen Xuewei's house.

After going downstairs, she looked up at Shen Xuewei's house in a daze and pinched her thigh.

The excruciating pain struck, and after she grimaced, her expression became blank.

Sure enough, no wonder her father praised Shen Xuewei at home, saying she had a talent for making up stories...

She was writing novels before she was even ten years old. How could she not have talent?

This person is simply a genius!