"invest?"
When Yuan Ziyao heard that he would have a chance to become popular again in three years, he couldn't explain how he felt.
To say I'm happy, I don't seem to be that happy.
Although I’m unhappy, I’ve been mentally prepared in advance and seem to be able to accept it.
But the master said that his fortune in recent years has been in electronic software?
He doesn't have any recollection of investing in related projects?
Yuan Ziyao was about to say that he had never invested before, when he suddenly remembered the game that his cousin and several classmates had played before.
At that time, he said that there was not enough research and development funds, so he begged him to take a sum of money and directly took half of the ownership of the game.
Could it be this?
He immediately called his cousin to inquire about the matter.
"Brother, you're incredibly well-informed. A company did send someone over today to discuss things, and you found out right after they left without telling anyone. They want to buy the copyright to our game for eight million, but Monkey and I discussed it, and we still want to develop it ourselves. We think it's bound to make money!"
"Brother, you're my real brother. We've finished developing the game, but we still need some publicity and other miscellaneous expenses. Can you sponsor me a little more? Don't worry, I'll include it in your investment and will definitely pay you back double in the future!"
Upon hearing this, Yuan Ziyao immediately raised his eyes and looked at Wei Mian. This master was too amazing. She could easily calculate something that his cousin had not told anyone?
As long as she wants to know, what else can be hidden?
"Okay, I'll call you later."
Yuan Ziyao hung up the phone after he finished speaking, his heart still restless for a long time.
"Don't worry, the game they developed will definitely be a hit, and the money they earn will be hundreds or thousands of times more than the investment. You, who hold half of the shares—"
There is no need to say what comes next.
Yuan Ziyao's heart, which was hurt by not being able to act, suddenly felt much better.
Although he made a lot of money before, he also spent a lot. He also had his own clothing and styling team, which was a huge expense every month.
But those people are necessary. You can't just look for them when there's a sudden event. And with his status, he really can't do without a styling team.
Now that he is sure of income, he has nothing to worry about. He just needs to calm down and seize the opportunity to become popular again in three years.
Maybe if I give it a try, I can turn a bicycle into a motorcycle?
"but--"
Yuan Ziyao had just put his mind at ease when Wei Mian suddenly said, "But."
He quickly sat up straight, his ears perked up.
"During these three years, you are not allowed to have any romantic relationships or flirtations, especially with people close to you. Otherwise, you will be in big trouble and your chances of becoming popular again will be ruined."
Yuan Ziyao's heart skipped a beat. He had changed his assistant a few days ago, and the two of them had been somewhat ambiguous recently, but they hadn't broken the window paper yet.
After Wei Mian said this, he immediately became more cautious about this relationship.
In his current condition, he really can't withstand any disturbance.
He just didn't understand how a woman who was not even in the circle could be related to his career, but he kept it in mind.
After the first person was dealt with, Wei Mian turned his attention to the second person.
Liu Ding didn't say a word from beginning to end, but he had been observing Wei Mian. When he saw Wei Mian turned his head to look at him, he immediately coughed lightly.
"Hello, Master. My name is Liu Ding. I'm a novelist. Sometimes I also participate in script adaptations, so I'm also a screenwriter."
"I don't know if you've heard of 'The Story of Jianing'. This TV series is based on my novel, and it's one of my most famous works. But I think my writing was a bit immature back then, and my writing style is more mature now."
"Two years ago, I wrote another historical novel, which performed very well on the website and topped the charts for six consecutive months. My editor at the time said it was excellent and would definitely sell the film and television rights, and that the company would help me screen them. But for some reason, over a year has passed, and no film and television company has contacted me."
"Although I can earn a lot from writing books, authors all want their copyrights to be sold so they can quickly increase their popularity. I don't want people to say I've run out of ideas."
"I just want to know why the novel I thought was a sure thing hasn't made any waves at all. Is there any chance of it ever being sold in the future?"
As Liu Ding spoke, he handed over his birth date and the title of the book.
Wei Mian had just been observing his face and found that this man was blessed with great fortune and was not short of money.
Moreover, Liu Ding is usually cautious and knows that any information about the novel cannot be leaked, otherwise if someone steals it, he will be accused of plagiarism.
Although he spends most of his time at home writing novels, he actually has very good interpersonal relationships and gets along well with many people.
Liu Ding is also very loyal. He usually lends a helping hand to his friends when they encounter difficulties. He also does charity work on a daily basis, so his fortune has always been stable.
"You got married last year?"
Wei Mian did not answer the copyright issue that Liu Ding was concerned about, but instead asked a completely unrelated question.
Liu Ding was stunned for a moment, and immediately looked at Wei Mian in surprise.
Few people knew about his marriage, not even Sang Qingsheng. His wife was an outsider and was very resistant to anyone paying attention to their lives.
Liu Ding is a fairly famous author. He has received many gifts from readers. He also received razor blades from readers because he wrote about the death of a person.
I even encountered a radical reader once who sent me a dead cat.
Later, Liu Ding protected personal information much more strictly.
He looked at Wei Mian in surprise and doubt, wondering how this master knew the news of his marriage.
Could it be that Sang Qingsheng said that?
Liu Ding lowered his eyelids and decided to tell the truth. He hummed, "We got married last spring."
Wei Mian pretended not to notice his doubts.
"Mr. Liu, would you mind giving me your wife's horoscope as well? Husband and wife are one. There are some things that may not be seen in you, but may be apparent in your wife."
Liu Ding moved his lips and reported his wife's birth chart.
After hearing this, Wei Mian showed an expression of "as expected".
She looked up at Liu Ding and said, "Mr. Liu, I'm a straightforward person. I'll be honest with you. Was your wife a lesbian before?"
Oh wow~
Anna and Yuan Ziyao turned their heads at the same time, and Liu Ding could sense the surprise in their eyes even without wearing glasses.
His face turned a little dark, but more of it was horror. "What did you say?"
Wei Mian was not surprised at Liu Ding's attitude. How could she let her husband know about such a thing?
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