Can you sell a story for two million?
"You...you're not lying to us?"
Wang Xiulian asked cautiously.
"Of course not. The contract is signed, it's an electronic contract, it's in my email."
The money was transferred from a legitimate company account; the bank has records of it, so it's completely legal.
Lin Que spoke with absolute certainty.
Lin Jianguo stared at his son for a long time, trying to find guilt and evasion on his face.
But Lin Que's eyes were too calm; that composure and confidence was something he had never seen on his son's face before.
Lin Jianguo suddenly remembered,
When I was young, I decided to leave the countryside and make my way in the city.
Isn't that the same "I'll take care of it if the sky falls" look in their eyes?
After a long while, he finally relaxed his tense body and sat back down on the sofa.
He picked up the glass of ice-cold water and drank it all in one gulp, his Adam's apple bobbing.
He picked up his phone, looked at the number again, and asked in a hoarse voice:
"Is the contract... really okay?"
Only after receiving Lin Que's affirmative reply did he let out a long sigh of relief.
Leaning back deeply on the sofa:
"You little brat... are you trying to scare my heart to death?"
His voice trembled slightly.
He believed it.
Or rather, he chose to believe his son.
Wang Xiulian's eyes immediately reddened, and she grabbed Lin Que's hand, tears streaming down her face.
"My son...my son has made something of himself...he can make a lot of money now..."
Her biggest wish in this life is for her son to be successful.
Don't end up like that couple, toiling away in a factory your whole life.
Now, this wish has come true in a way she never dreamed of.
The atmosphere in the living room instantly transformed from tense and confrontational to warm and affectionate.
Lin Que patted his mother's hand, feeling a mix of emotions.
"So, Dad, Mom, this money is enough for our family to live a good life."
You should quit your jobs tomorrow and stop suffering like that.
"Dad, your back isn't good, and Mom, you should take better care of your hands too."
"This...this two million is for your college education and your future marriage. How can we touch it?"
Wang Xiulian quickly wiped away her tears and said.
"I can earn more money in the future; this is just the beginning."
Lin Que smiled.
"Moreover, I have a plan."
"What plan?"
Lin Jianguo asked, his gaze towards his son now completely different, filled with a sense of inquiry.
"First, we need to move to a new house. This old, dilapidated place is too old and the environment is not good either."
Let's go downtown and buy a bigger one, a three-bedroom apartment. You can have one room, I'll have one room, and the rest... will be empty!
"Buy a house? Houses in the city center are so expensive!"
Wang Xiulian exclaimed in surprise.
"Mom, don't worry."
Lin Que waved his hand confidently.
"It's more than enough to buy a decent house in a place like Jiangcheng."
"Besides, this money is just the beginning!"
"Secondly, I want to rent a place to be my studio."
"studio?"
"Yes, a studio specifically for writing."
On the one hand, I need an absolutely quiet environment to conceive the idea.
More importantly, the contract signed with Redfruit Technology includes a confidentiality clause.
The creation of content must be carried out in an independent, non-family setting to prevent the leakage of trade secrets and scripts.
This is industry practice and also a matter of responsibility towards the other company.
That way I can focus more on writing good stuff and earn more money.
Lin Que explained.
On the one hand, he had to move out of his house.
Otherwise, if he spends all day typing in front of the computer, he'll be exposed sooner or later.
On the other hand, he wasn't lying; he had suffered from having his manuscript stolen by hackers in his previous life.
Moreover, something like "Human World is Like Prison" should absolutely not be shown to parents.
Lin Jianguo pondered for a moment, then nodded:
"This request is reasonable. Since we're doing serious business, a good environment is indeed necessary."
You're in charge of the money; you can arrange it however you want.
He watched his son plan out the future with clear logic and unwavering determination.
Suddenly, I felt as if my shoulders, which had carried heavy burdens all my life, had suddenly become lighter.
Wang Xiulian was still too excited to speak about the two million.
She kept asking Lin Que what he wanted to eat, promising to go buy it right away.
Lin Que looked at the heartfelt emotions on his parents' faces.
The relief and joy after unloading the burden made me feel like something inside my heart was filled.
This was more satisfying than winning any major screenwriting award in his previous life.
He stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the lights of thousands of homes outside.
A new era, his era, has officially begun.
The first thing he had to do was go to the best location in the city.
Find yourself a nest worthy of the title "Dream Weaver of Hell"...
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