Chapter 43 The Alchemist's Fantastic Journey
Chapter 43 The Alchemist's Fantastic Journey
Wang Zixu said: "I am just working here to earn royalties. The company is yours, I can't say whether I am willing or not."
"Really?" Zuo Ziliang said, "I can see that you may not like doing this, but you are good at it. Then, this thing becomes your destiny. People cannot escape their destiny."
Is it impossible for people to escape their destiny?
Wang Zixu thought of "The Alchemist", a work by Paulo Coelho.
The shepherd boy just wanted to find the treasure, and shepherding happened to allow him to travel everywhere, so he chose to be a shepherd boy. However, finding the treasure was his destiny.
Isn't it the same for me? He just wants to win the Nobel Prize in Literature, and writing scripts is just a chance to use his talent.
If you have to do something you are good at, then isn't talent a curse? Does he need Wen Ai more, or does Wen Ai need him more?
His destiny was not to be here.
Zuo Ziliang added: "Besides, I never intended for you to actually meet the user."
"what?"
Zuo Ziliang leaned against the wall and sighed: "If we really meet the user in private and your identity is exposed, we will be passive. Listen carefully, your identity must not be exposed."
"So you just said the user wants to see me."
"You can't underestimate the threat from users," Zuo Ziliang said. "We have conceived a plan. In the best case, you don't have to show up in person. We can deal with the users, and Wenmi App can get a new life and gain an unprecedented opportunity."
Wang Zixu asked: "What plan?"
Zuo Ziliang said: "Tell me first, do you still want to continue writing scripts at Wen Ai and keep writing?"
Wang Zixu said: "If I don't have to meet the users, expose my identity, or do all these messy things, I would definitely do it. As long as I have money."
"Okay," Zuo Ziliang nodded, "What I want is your determination. Come with me. I'll take you to see someone."
"Who?"
"Ye Lan. My partner."
The girl playing the saxophone had long hair swaying, and the temperature from the colored lights made her face hot, with sweat sticking her hair to her cheeks. The stage made her lose focus, and she was the only one left in the world, but during the intense performance, she caught a glimpse of two people walking out of the bar, one in front and one behind. This didn't affect her rhythm too much, but it still caused a slight ripple in her emotions.
Zuo Ziliang's car was an Audi. He didn't know what model it was, and he didn't ask. But it was a beautiful car, so it must have cost a lot of money.
He took him to a KTV and walked into a private room. A woman was already sitting there, wearing a tank top and a white hip skirt, with a very eye-catching figure.
Like Zuo Ziliang, she also looked haggard and didn't seem to have slept well. But her makeup was meticulous and her hair was tied up in a very delicate shape. Her lips were very thin, as if she was about to say something very sharp at any time, but it could not be denied that she was very beautiful.
"This is Ye Lan. This is the little prince." After Zuo Ziliang introduced them, he sat down at the other end of the sofa away from Ye Lan. He let out a long sigh like a deflated ball, as if all his fatigue had been relieved.
"Hello." Ye Lan sat on the sofa and extended her hand towards Wang Zixu with an elegant posture.
Wang Zixu tried his best to restrain himself from looking at her exposed skin and simply shook her hand, which was cold to the touch. In this way, he had no choice but to sit down next to Ye Lan.
"I wanted to meet you from the beginning, little prince," Ye Lan looked at him, "I didn't expect that we would finally meet in this kind of occasion."
Zuo Ziliang lay on his back on the sofa and said, "Ye Lan, talk to him. Say what you need to say. I don't want to argue with you anymore."
Ye Lan nodded slightly, then stood up and bowed 90 degrees to Wang Zixu. "I'm sorry."
Wang Zixu saw the whorl on Ye Lan's head, and even glanced at her smooth neck and shoulder blades. He was at a loss.
"what happened?"
Ye Lan straightened up and said with red eyes: "I was wrong. I leaked the script."
Wang Zixu stared at her: "Why?"
"I can only say that I was careless." Ye Lan said with a wry smile.
Wang Zixu didn't understand what "take it lightly" meant. He thought someone had stolen his script from Ye Lan, and Ye Lan had taken it lightly and failed to supervise it properly.
He would never have thought that it was Ye Lan who took the initiative to send his script out.
Ye Lan herself was too embarrassed to say it. She couldn't say that she didn't see how valuable the Little Prince's script was at the time, and thought it was just a bad draft, so she just passed it to Cheng Xing?
How embarrassing.
In the past two days, she and Zuo Ziliang had been arguing for two whole days. Of course, to a large extent, she was the one who was output unilaterally.
She kept explaining that she did not leak the script of The Little Prince on purpose, but Zuo Ziliang refused to believe her and thought she was sabotaging it.
But she was too embarrassed to confess that she did not have a literary aesthetic. She was too embarrassed to admit that after that day, she still did not realize the value of the little prince.
It was not until she saw with her own eyes that Cheng Xing's short story collection became increasingly popular on the Internet and was likely to be known to the world that she became afraid. She realized what kind of monster she had released.
Therefore, she urgently began to discuss with Zuo Ziliang how to deal with this matter. However, as the culprit, she decided to keep the reason why she leaked the script to herself and not tell anyone.
So shameful.
"I won't say anything more. We are all adults. I will show my sincerity first," Ye Lan said. "Zuo Ziliang and I will each take out 10% of our equity and give it to you."
Wang Zixu was a little confused. Zuo Ziliang beside him added: "The premise is that you stay and continue to be the scriptwriter."
Ye Lan went on to say, "You will invest in the company with your knowledge and technology. After investing, your job and responsibilities will remain the same, and you will still receive a salary. At the same time, we count each quarter as a fiscal quarter, and you will receive 2% of the company's net profit each quarter."
Zuo Ziliang continued, "Let me give you an example. Our net profit last quarter was 161.7 million. If this quarter's net profit is the same, you can get more than 32."
Ye Lan said: "I have brought the agreement and the account book. You can read it and sign it at any time. After signing, the three of us will form a new board of directors."
Zuo Ziliang said: "So I said, that 10,000 or 20,000 is just a small amount of money. I told you not to care about it. You just didn't calm down. Forget it, blame me too. I didn't sleep all night yesterday, and now I feel dizzy."
Ye Lan stared at him with his dark eyes: "How about it? Would you consider joining in?"
Prince Xu stood there in a daze.
In fact, he was already stunned when he heard the number "32" just now.
It took him a long time to calm down and asked, "Is this a trap? Now that your company is facing a crisis, you want to drag me into it... Didn't someone say they were going to report it? What if the Shigaraki Agency comes to investigate?"
Ye Lan and Zuo Ziliang looked at each other, and then said: "So, we have a plan. If it is executed well, not only will our company not be reported, but it will also achieve great development and usher in unprecedented opportunities."
(End of this chapter)