Half an hour later.
"Ah, you are the beloved of heaven and earth!" a group of won shouted at Wang Jian.
Among them, Lynn and Lily, having been repeatedly instructed by the director, had especially sincere looks in their eyes and particularly loud voices.
"It’s all because I have it, ’Great Mage’ brand corn rolls," Wang Jian said deeply to the cara, "Please look for the Mondelēz logo, we are all the beloved between heaven and earth."
"Cut!" the director shouted, "Perfect!"
"That’s it," Lynn said. "Crew, proceed with the wrap-up according to the plan."
In a blink of an eye, Lynn transford back from a comrcial girl to a corporate elite.
And after a mont of awkward eye contact with Wang Jian, Lily quickly went to hug little Gene.
By this ti, it was already eleven in the morning.
Wang Jian couldn’t afford to delay the community service in the afternoon, and he was also eager to collect his $115,000.
Thus, after bidding farewell to everyone, he got into Tom’s Chevrolet.
"Look, that’s how it’s done," Tom said as he drove, "Just like that, you’ve made $15,000."
"Isn’t it $115,000?" Wang Jian instantly asked.
"If it’s just the authorization, it’s $100,000 a year," Tom answered, "For participating in the shooting, it’s $115,000."
"That $15,000 is your fee," Tom proudly stated. "The idea to invite you to participate in the shoot was mine."
"Well, then I really owe you thanks!" Wang Jian replied through clenched teeth.
However, he soon started calculating in his mind.
Tom was able to raise their offer from $60,000 a year to $100,000.
At least, his basic professional skills were quite solid.
Should he consider a long-term partnership?
While he pondered this, Tom had already parked the car in front of the Omnicom Advertising Group’s office building.
The two of them walked into the building together, where they were greeted by a manager from the food advertising departnt.
After confirming each other’s identities, they exchanged complints and replaced the preliminary agreent with a formal contract.
Like that, Wang Jian obtained the largest inco so far from his best-selling book.
A whole $115,000.
However, he still had to pay Tom more than $90,000 for his part and a 0.5% lawyer fee.
In the end, he pocketed over $100,000, nearly $110,000.
Added to the first installnt of royalty earnings from "I’m a Great Mage."
He had finally entered the middle class of New York.
At least, his savings had entered the middle class.
Moreover, it was foreseeable that "I’m a Great Mage" would continue to bring him earnings consistently.
So, he could consider changing apartnts.
Ha,
The first goal was about to be reached.
He was no longer a disgrace among transmigrators.
Thus, while in a pleased mood, Wang Jian participated in the afternoon’s community event.
After finishing the community work, he asked a real estate agent in Brooklyn to find a decent apartnt, then quickly returned ho.
He then joyfully began revising "Arcane Throne."
The protagonist of "Arcane Throne" is nad Lucian Evans.
The na was fitting, no need for changes.
The female lead is a princess.
Hmm, fulfilling many n’s fantasies.
Ever noticed that most die-hard Disney princess fans are actually straight n?
What’s even more delightful is that she’s bisexual.
Politically correct to the max, and it could capitalize on the recent surge of the pride movent.
The protagonist looks delicate and weak...
This also needs to be changed, preferably to shockingly handso.
This way, it helps those shaless readers increase their imrsion.
Uh...
The issue of exhilarating monts.
Extrely difficult!
The setting of exhilaration in this book involves modern people using knowledge to crush those from the fantasy backdrop during the Industrial Revolution.
But since it’s in the United States, anti-intellectualism is too popular, and being good at studies is often t with bullying.
So, what can be done when most of them don’t have this knowledge?
When the protagonist crushes the natives with knowledge, they automatically put themselves in the natives’ shoes.
Then, they get crushed.
Uh...
This is a bit tricky.
Wang Jian couldn’t help but frown and ponder.
After a mont, he sighed.
Forget it, forget it.
The introduction of classical music in the first volu can’t be changed either, and it also mixes knowledge crushing the natives.
If it really doesn’t work, should he just publish the first volu and test the waters?
With the fa from "I’m a Great Mage" as a foundation, he should at least secure so guaranteed royalties.
Then, depending on the situation, he would decide whether to publish the second volu or not.
While thinking, he visualized the third novel, which was about to take shape in his mind.
The third one shouldn’t be so high-end, should it?
If the second flops, he could make it back with the third.
Thinking this, Wang Jian spread out the manuscript and started translating from Chinese to English, a task that seed to be a long-term undertaking for him.
At that mont, Tom was holding the New York Evening Post, reading a sponsored article from Mondelēz International.
The article stated, "I’m a Great Mage" authorized Mondelēz International to launch "Great Mage" branded corn rolls.
He burst out laughing, feeling utterly satisfied.
Suddenly, he thought of sothing and quickly made a call to his friend who worked at a data analysis company.
Not long ago, after he learned that he was dealing with the author of "I’m a Great Mage," he had paid his friend to conduct so data research.
It mainly involved researching the demographic, educational background, and common traits of "I’m a Great Mage" readers.
As the data was faxed over to him, he flicked through it lightly.
Then, he muttered to himself, "I don’t believe I can’t secure the rights to represent this author."
anwhile, in a dormitory at New York University not far from him.
A 19-year-old with black hair had also heard through the TV that "I’m a Great Mage" would authorize a food company to produce corn rolls.
And the author of "I’m a Great Mage," the person who tainted the fantasy novel genre, would earn a large amount of US Dollars through this blended fantasy speculation novel.
Angry, he threw his copy of "I’m a Great Mage" into the trash can.
Then, he turned on his computer, accessed the backend of his personal website, and began relentlessly criticizing "I’m a Great Mage" and its author.
As soone who had been bullied since childhood as a "nerd."
He couldn’t stand it when the fantasy novels that helped him survive those tough childhood years and got him into New York University beca a money-making tool for others.
"The Lord of the Rings" and "The Hobbit" are the real fantasy novels.
After turning his inner fury into words and sharing them online, he sighed deeply.
Then, he solemnly typed his na, "Jack Dorsey."
Scholastic Publishers and that author with the strange na, sue if you want.
All this, for fantasy literature!
PS: The more I smoke, the worse my writing gets.
But, there’s nothing I can do... limited abilities.
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