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Money spent quickly needs to be earned back just as fast.
In the past few days, aside from bumming around the house with Lu Lin, I spent the rest of the ti buried in writing my novel, churning out a hundred thousand words in just three days.
The novel Zhou Yuwen was writing was known as the pinnacle of urban fiction in his previous life, earning tens of millions was no problem. It just took several months to catch fire back then. This ti around, Zhou Yuwen decided to rig the ga by inflating the data from the get-go, ensuring his novel hit the top of various lists within a month’s ti.
By mid-October, the royalties in Zhou Yuwen’s account had already surpassed a hundred thousand.
The novel gradually gained popularity across the university town as well.
There were two female leads in the book, one the unattainable love from his college days, and the other a childhood sweetheart from high school—both depicted by Zhou Yuwen with exquisite detail.
Oh right, in the original tiline, there indeed were two female leads, but at the ti, Zhou Yuwen had one regret—there was a best friend of the childhood sweetheart, who ended up with the protagonist’s sycophantic sidekick.
This ti, Zhou Yuwen rewrote the story, deciding at the two million words mark to have the protagonist drunkenly stumble into the wrong door, right into the best friend’s room.
Indeed, Zhou Yuwen probably wasn’t cut out to be a revered author in this lifeti.
The guy was too indulgent, getting slightly arrogant and beginning to write carelessly.
But the truth was, the book was genuinely captivating.
Less than two months since its release, the novel skyrocketed to seven hundred thousand words, presenting an idealized college life that countless people yearned for.
Not to ntion Li Qiang, who was now hooked on the book in his dorm room.
Even Chang Hao, after catching a glimpse of the book, couldn’t help but beco sowhat addicted, leading to spirited discussions in their dorm. With a wide grin, Li Qiang moaned, "Damn, if only I could be like Chen Yingjun, surrounded by girls."
Chang Hao, however, held a different opinion, stating, "Chen Yingjun doesn’t know what love is. True love would never hurt the won he loves."
Ever since that dressing down by Zheng Yanyan outside the lecture hall, Chang Hao lost so of his usual cheerfulness, looking rather pensive and sowhat artsy as he often stood on the balcony gazing at the sky.
Lu Yuhang looked at his roommate in this state.
Feeling concerned, while Li Qiang patted Lu Yuhang’s shoulder saying, "Don’t worry, it’s just a phase. It’ll pass after a while. Look at , wasn’t I desperate for Lu Lin’s affection too? Now it’s all water under the bridge."
Teenagers during their adolescent years all have their own troubles.
Zhou Yuwen’s concerns were no less significant. He had indeed earned a good sum from royalties, but he would have to wait until November to get his hands on it.
And right now, Zhou Yuwen was about one hundred and fifty thousand short.
At the sa ti, Zhao Jun, the manager from the labor service, gave Zhou Yuwen a call.
It was pertaining to the issue with the exhibition part-ti job.
This ti Zhou Yuwen had provided six hostesses and twenty security part-tirs for the exhibition—a significant deal. If Zhou Yuwen were a bit more ruthless, making a quick three thousand wouldn’t be a problem.
But as Zhou Yuwen disdained to earn such ill-gotten gains, he hadn’t pocketed a cent.
Upon receiving the call from Manager Zhao, Zhou Yuwen heard him ntioning how pleased the part-ti boss was with the job, which was why...
Zhou Yuwen interrupted, "The part-ti job arrangents, you can discuss them with Liu Shuo. You don’t need to specifically call for that."
"Hey, bro, actually I had sothing else to discuss with you," Zhao Jun hurriedly said when he heard Zhou Yuwen was about to hang up.
Zhou Yuwen asked him what it was.
After thinking for a bit, Zhao Jun said, "Dude, are you coming to the exhibition this weekend?"
"What’s up?"
"Er, actually, our boss would like to invite you to dinner."
"Invite to dinner?"
"Yeah."
Zhou Yuwen pondered for a mont, considering that supplying twenty security guards and six hostesses at once could lead to so trouble if not managed properly. It wouldn’t hurt to go and keep an eye on things himself.
"Alright then, Brother Zhao, I’ll go with them and keep watch for you."
"Hey, don’t worry, little bro, I’ll wrap up a nice big red envelope for you!"
Zhou Yuwen said that money wasn’t important.
Having said that, after hanging up, Manager Zhao transferred 888 yuan to Zhou Yuwen, treating him as the supervisor for the day.
Zhou Yuwen intended to accept the money; it was his wage, after all.
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After pocketing the money, Zhou Yuwen called Tao Tian.
It was already ten in the evening, and Tao Tian had returned to her dorm.
"Hello, Zhou Yuwen?" Tao Tian answered the phone.
"Yeah, how are we getting there tomorrow?" Zhou Yuwen got straight to the point.
Tao Tian thought Zhou Yuwen needed her for sothing else, but it turned out he was just worried she wouldn’t find her way, so she told him, "Well, my roommate and I can take the subway there."
"Oh, how many of you are there?"
"There are three of us from our side, and another three from a different dorm."
Zhou Yuwen said okay.
"I’ll pick you and your roommates up then."
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