“I’m just here to work to earn royalties. The company is yours, and I can’t say whether I will or not.”
“Really?” Zuo Ziliang said, “I can see that. , you may not like to do it, but you are good at it. Then, this thing becomes your destiny. ”
People can’t escape their destiny?
Wang Zixu thought of "The Fantastic Journey of the Shepherd Boy", the work of Paulo Coelho.
That shepherd boy just wanted to find treasures, and shepherds could walk around, so he chose to be a shepherd boy. But it is his destiny to find the treasure.
Isn’t it true that I am not like this? He just wanted to win the Nobel Prize for Literature, and writing literary scripts was just a way to use his talent.
If you have to do it if you are good at it, wouldn’t talent become a curse? In the end, does he need Wen Ai more, or does Wen Ai need him more?
His destiny should not be here.
Zuo Ziliang added: "What's more, I never intended for you to actually meet the user."
"What?"
Zuo Ziliang leaned against the wall and sighed: "If you really meet the user in private and expose your identity, we will be passive. Listen, your identity must not be exposed."
"Then you just said that users want to see me."
"You can't underestimate the threat of users," Zuo Ziliang said, "We have conceived a plan. In the best case, you don't have to show up in person. We can not only pacify users, but Wenyan App can also gain new life, and it will gain an unprecedented opportunity."
Wang Zi Xu said: "What is the plan?"
Zuo Ziliang said: "Tell me first, do you still want to continue writing scripts in Wenyan and keep writing?"
Wang Zixu said: "If I don't have to meet users, expose my identity, and do some messy things, of course I am willing. As long as I have money."
"Okay," Zuo Ziliang nodded, "What I want is your determination. Come with me. I will take you to meet someone."
"Who?"
"Ye Lan. My partner."
The girl who was playing the saxophone had her long hair swaying. The temperature generated by the colored lights made her face hot, and the sweat stuck her hair to her cheeks. The stage was out of focus, and she was the only one left in the world. However, between the intense performances, her extra attention caught a glimpse of two people walking out of the bar, one behind the other. This did not affect her rhythm too much, but it still made her mood slightly stirred.
Zuo Ziliang’s car is an Audi. He didn't know the series and didn't ask. But the car is beautiful, so it must have cost a lot of money.
He took him to a KTV and walked into the private room. A woman was already sitting there, wearing a camisole and a white hip skirt, with a very eye-catching figure.
Like Zuo Ziliang, she also looked haggard and looked like she had not slept well. But the makeup on her face was meticulous and her hair was pulled into a very delicate shape. Her lips were very thin, and she seemed ready to say something venomous at any time, but there was no denying that she was beautiful.
"This is Ye Lan. This is the little prince." After Zuo Ziliang introduced him, he sat down on the other end of the sofa away from Ye Lan and let out a long sigh of relief, as if he had relieved all his fatigue.
"Hello." Ye Lan sat on the sofa and stretched out his hand towards Wang Zixu with an elegant gesture.
Wang Zixu tried his best to restrain himself from looking at her exposed skin, and simply shook hands, his tentacles were cold. In this case, he had to sit down next to Ye Lan.
“I’ve wanted to see you from the beginning, little prince,” Ye Lan kept looking at him, “I didn’t expect that it would be on such an occasion that we finally met.”
Zuo Ziliang Lying on the sofa, he said: "Ye Lan, tell him. Tell him what you should say. I don't want to argue with you anymore."
Ye Lan nodded lightly, then stood up and gave Wang Zixu a 90-degree bow.
“I’m sorry.”
Wang Zixu saw the curl of hair on Ye Lan's head, and even glanced at the smooth back of her neck and the shoulder blades further back. He was at a loss.
“What’s wrong?”
Ye Lan straightened up and said with red eyes: "It was my fault. I leaked the script. "
Wang Zixu stared at her: "Why?"
"It can only be said that it was taken lightly," Ye Lan said with a bitter smile.
Wang Zixu didn’t understand what it meant to take things lightly. He thought someone had stolen his script from Ye Lan, and Ye Lan had taken it lightly and failed to supervise it.
He would never have thought that it was Ye Lan who took the initiative to send out his script.
Ye Lan himself didn’t have the shame to say it. She couldn't say that she couldn't see the value of the Little Prince's script at the time, and thought it was just like a bad draft, so she just passed it on to Cheng Xing, right?
This is so embarrassing.
She and Zuo Ziliang had been arguing for two days. Of course, to a large extent, she was exported unilaterally.
She has been explaining that she did not intentionally leak the script of The Little Prince, but Zuo Ziliang did not believe it and thought she was sabotaging it intentionally.
But she was embarrassed to confess, she was embarrassed to admit that she did not have a literary aesthetic. She was embarrassed to admit that after that day, she still didn't realize the value of the little prince.
It wasn’t until she witnessed Cheng Xing’s short story collection becoming famous on the Internet step by step, and it was very likely that it would become known to the whole world, that she became afraid. Only then did she realize what kind of monster she had unleashed.
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 secret and not tell anyone.
It’s so embarrassing.
"I won't say anything unnecessary. We are all adults. Let me show my sincerity first," Ye Lan said, "Zuo Ziliang and I will each set aside 10% of our equity and give it to you."
Wang Zixu was a little confused, and Zuo Ziliang on the side added: "The premise is that you stay. Continue. Serve as a scripter. "
Ye Lan continued: "You will share the knowledge and technology. After joining the shares, your job will remain unchanged, your responsibilities will remain the same, and you will still receive a salary. At the same time, we will count each quarter, and you will receive 20% of the company's net profit every quarter. "
Zuo Ziliang continued: "Let me give you an example. Our net profit last quarter was 1.617 million. If it is the same figure this quarter, you can get more than 320,000."
Ye Lan said: "I brought the agreement and the ledger. 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, those 10,000 or 20,000 are just small amounts of money. I told you not to care. You just haven't calmed down. Forget it, blame me, I didn't sleep all night last night, and now I'm all dizzy."< /p>
Ye Lan stared at him with dark eyes: "How about it? Do you want to consider joining in?"
Wang Zixu stood on the spot blankly.
In fact, when he heard the number "320,000" just now, he was already confused.
It took him a long time to calm down and asked: "This, this is not a trap, is it? Now that your company is facing a crisis, you have dragged me into the water... Didn't you say that someone wants to report it? What if the Shingle Department comes to investigate?"
Ye Lan and Zuo Ziliang looked at each other, and then said: "So, we have a plan. If executed well, not only will our company not be reported, but it will also achieve great development and usher in unprecedented opportunities."