Chapter 62
“Then I’ll get going first.”
“I’ll walk you out, Sister Xiaoyuan.”
Fu Yanjie cheerfully followed her.
Jiang Xu shook his head.
This kid was really stubborn.
He had already told him numerous times that Wang Xiaoyuan would never fall for a brat like him.
But he wouldn’t listen.
At an age where he should be carefree and enjoying life, he insisted on tasting the bitterness of love.
Kids will be kids, after all.
Oh well, let him be.
Jiang Xu then drove An Nuonuo home.
Back at home, he continued working on his manuscript.
The next day.
An Nuonuo had been at work for a while before she saw Fu Yanjie appear.
He looked absolutely drained, with prominent dark circles under his eyes.
It wasn’t hard to guess that Wang Xiaoyuan was the cause.
Sure enough.
As soon as Fu Yanjie saw Jiang Xu, he burst into tears:
“Wah… When I walked her home yesterday, she flat-out rejected me.
She said she preferred someone mature and dependable, and even mocked me for my height.
It’s so miserable… This is the first time I’ve fallen in love with someone in my life, and I’ve already experienced heartbreak.”
“Alright, alright, quit crying,” Jiang Xu patted his back:
“She’s just blind, couldn’t see your strengths.
Wait, what strengths do you have? I can’t seem to think of any.
You’re not handsome, you’re short, you’re bad at sports, and your grades are mediocre.
Come to think of it, she has every reason not to like you.”
Fu Yanjie glared at Jiang Xu, “Are you even human?
You see me here heartbroken, and you’re just rubbing salt in the wound.”
Jiang Xu then kicked him away, “Quit whining about your trivial problems and get back to work.”
“Ok fine, why are you so aggressive?” Fu Yanjie grumbled:
“You used to be gentle with me.
But ever since An Nuonuo showed up, you’ve become more and more impatient with me.
Is it that love really does fade away?”
An Nuonuo: “???”
Jiang Xu’s forehead was covered in black lines, he was ready to punch him.
Fu Yanjie quickly shrunk his shoulders and scampered away.
Jiang Xu’s phone rang.
It was the staff Liu Yue mentioned yesterday who wanted to sign the contract.
After telling An Nuonuo, he left the office.
At the agreed place, Jiang Xu met the other party.
A serious-looking man wearing glasses.
After a brief conversation,
the man took out the contract.
Jiang Xu carefully read through it
He didn’t find anything wrong,
But, to prevent any contractual traps, Jiang Xu suggested they have a lawyer review it.
The other party agreed.
Right after, they took a taxi to a law firm.
Only after the contract was confirmed by the lawyer, did they sign it.
The man even covered the lawyer’s consulting fee and the taxi fare back for Jiang Xu.
Jiang Xu’s impression of this company suddenly shot up.
As long as you’re generous with me, you’re a friend in my book.
…
“It’s so nice not needing to wake up early.”
Wang Xiaoyuan stretched lazily.
Her feet emerged from both ends of the quilt.
Her toes were as shiny as jade, receiving a five-star rating for playability.
Indeed, she was not meant for a regular job.
She could only inherit her parents’ vast fortune and be useless.
Wang Xiaoyuan reached for her mobile phone on the bedside table.
She whispered, “After a night’s sleep, maybe he’s had a change of heart and decided to sell me the copyright.”
Thinking this, she sent another message to Jiang Xu.
‘Hello, have you made up your mind? The price I offered is really fair.’
Jiang Xu promptly replied on the other end.
But the reply left her flabbergasted.
“Those Miserable Years of Youth” had already been sold.
Wang Xiaoyuan quickly sat up, rubbing her eyes hard.
She hadn’t misread!
Was this for real?
Wang Xiaoyuan was in disbelief.
It had only been a day, how did it sell so quickly?
She slowly typed out a question mark and sent it. Wondering, could this be a fabrication by the other party?
With the aim to drive up the price.
Jiang Xu replied swiftly, stating it had been purchased by Qinghe Entertainment Company.
He chose not to disclose the specific price.
However, it was definitely higher than Wang Xiaoyuan’s proposed offer.
Otherwise, Jiang Xu wouldn’t have sold it.
He said all this to heighten the sense of urgency for Director Wang.
If you don’t buy now, another one could be sold off very soon.
Wang Xiaoyuan was aware of Qinghe Entertainment Company.
The majority stakeholder was a well-known gold-tier agent in the industry.
She had tried to poach him before, to no avail.
Wang Xiaoyuan opened her contacts, intending to call Liu Yue.
But on second thought, she decided against it.
Calling directly would mean revealing her interest in the copyright too, and Liu Yue might come over and compete.
Never mind, it was safer to draw indirect inferences through connections.
After waiting for over two hours, Wang Xiaoyuan finally got the information she wanted.
“Those Miserable Years of Youth” had indeed been purchased by Qinghe.
But the details of the transaction were unclear.
Wang Xiaoyuan was instantly restless.
She regretted it secretly.
If she had known this would happen, she wouldn’t have haggled over the price.
Buying and selling goods can sometimes be like pursuing a girl.
When she is the only one, you don’t care as much.
The moment a competitor appears, the importance of the pursuer immediately escalates.
Wang Xiaoyuan quickly contacted Jiang Xu.
“I want the three-year copyright for ‘Youth and Sorrow’, for 450,000!”
This price was virtually her limit.
Jiang Xu quickly responded in agreement.
This price was high enough.
After deducting taxes, he’d receive approximately 400,000.
Adding to the savings he already had.
It was almost enough for office space covering fifty to sixty square meters.
However, since he was financially secure at the moment.
He might as well wait until he finishes writing his third novel.
When he received advances on the manuscript, he could buy an office space of over a hundred square meters all at once.
Then, he could expand his own office space.
Adding a sofa, a large comfortable bed, and so on.
If he ended up with An Nuonuo in the future.
They could even have some fun in the office…
After receiving Jiang Xu’s agreement, Wang Xiaoyuan planned to meet him in person.
But on second thought, she decided against it.
In her mind, Suishui An Ping was a well-proportioned, bespectacled, and gentle writer.
What if the actual person turned out to be scruffy, unkempt, and overweight…
That would utterly shatter her ideal image.
Better to never meet at all.
That way, she could preserve the perfect image in her head.
So, Wang Xiaoyuan called her secretary to go sign the contract instead.
Jiang Xu chose the same law firm as the meeting place.
Anyway, he had not left yet.
The signing process was similar to before.
However, to Jiang Xu’s mild irritation, this time the other party did not reimburse the legal consultation fees.
Lasting impression indeed.
The payment was rather prompt, though.
After signing the contract and having the assistant leave.
Within less than two hours, the money was transferred to Jiang Xu’s bank account.
His bank account was close to 600,000 now.
As Jiang Xu looked at the balance in his account, a different idea crossed his mind…
Chapter 62
“Then I’ll get going first.”
“I’ll walk you out, Sister Xiaoyuan.”
Fu Yanjie cheerfully followed her.
Jiang Xu shook his head.
This kid was really stubborn.
He had already told him numerous times that Wang Xiaoyuan would never fall for a brat like him.
But he wouldn’t listen.
At an age where he should be carefree and enjoying life, he insisted on tasting the bitterness of love.
Kids will be kids, after all.
Oh well, let him be.
Jiang Xu then drove An Nuonuo home.
Back at home, he continued working on his manuscript.
The next day.
An Nuonuo had been at work for a while before she saw Fu Yanjie appear.
He looked absolutely drained, with prominent dark circles under his eyes.
It wasn’t hard to guess that Wang Xiaoyuan was the cause.
Sure enough.
As soon as Fu Yanjie saw Jiang Xu, he burst into tears:
“Wah… When I walked her home yesterday, she flat-out rejected me.
She said she preferred someone mature and dependable, and even mocked me for my height.
It’s so miserable… This is the first time I’ve fallen in love with someone in my life, and I’ve already experienced heartbreak.”
“Alright, alright, quit crying,” Jiang Xu patted his back:
“She’s just blind, couldn’t see your strengths.
Wait, what strengths do you have? I can’t seem to think of any.
You’re not handsome, you’re short, you’re bad at sports, and your grades are mediocre.
Come to think of it, she has every reason not to like you.”
Fu Yanjie glared at Jiang Xu, “Are you even human?
You see me here heartbroken, and you’re just rubbing salt in the wound.”
Jiang Xu then kicked him away, “Quit whining about your trivial problems and get back to work.”
“Ok fine, why are you so aggressive?” Fu Yanjie grumbled:
“You used to be gentle with me.
But ever since An Nuonuo showed up, you’ve become more and more impatient with me.
Is it that love really does fade away?”
An Nuonuo: “???”
Jiang Xu’s forehead was covered in black lines, he was ready to punch him.
Fu Yanjie quickly shrunk his shoulders and scampered away.
Jiang Xu’s phone rang.
It was the staff Liu Yue mentioned yesterday who wanted to sign the contract.
After telling An Nuonuo, he left the office.
At the agreed place, Jiang Xu met the other party.
A serious-looking man wearing glasses.
After a brief conversation,
the man took out the contract.
Jiang Xu carefully read through it
He didn’t find anything wrong,
But, to prevent any contractual traps, Jiang Xu suggested they have a lawyer review it.
The other party agreed.
Right after, they took a taxi to a law firm.
Only after the contract was confirmed by the lawyer, did they sign it.
The man even covered the lawyer’s consulting fee and the taxi fare back for Jiang Xu.
Jiang Xu’s impression of this company suddenly shot up.
As long as you’re generous with me, you’re a friend in my book.
…
“It’s so nice not needing to wake up early.”
Wang Xiaoyuan stretched lazily.
Her feet emerged from both ends of the quilt.
Her toes were as shiny as jade, receiving a five-star rating for playability.
Indeed, she was not meant for a regular job.
She could only inherit her parents’ vast fortune and be useless.
Wang Xiaoyuan reached for her mobile phone on the bedside table.
She whispered, “After a night’s sleep, maybe he’s had a change of heart and decided to sell me the copyright.”
Thinking this, she sent another message to Jiang Xu.
‘Hello, have you made up your mind? The price I offered is really fair.’
Jiang Xu promptly replied on the other end.
But the reply left her flabbergasted.
“Those Miserable Years of Youth” had already been sold.
Wang Xiaoyuan quickly sat up, rubbing her eyes hard.
She hadn’t misread!
Was this for real?
Wang Xiaoyuan was in disbelief.
It had only been a day, how did it sell so quickly?
She slowly typed out a question mark and sent it. Wondering, could this be a fabrication by the other party?
With the aim to drive up the price.
Jiang Xu replied swiftly, stating it had been purchased by Qinghe Entertainment Company.
He chose not to disclose the specific price.
However, it was definitely higher than Wang Xiaoyuan’s proposed offer.
Otherwise, Jiang Xu wouldn’t have sold it.
He said all this to heighten the sense of urgency for Director Wang.
If you don’t buy now, another one could be sold off very soon.
Wang Xiaoyuan was aware of Qinghe Entertainment Company.
The majority stakeholder was a well-known gold-tier agent in the industry.
She had tried to poach him before, to no avail.
Wang Xiaoyuan opened her contacts, intending to call Liu Yue.
But on second thought, she decided against it.
Calling directly would mean revealing her interest in the copyright too, and Liu Yue might come over and compete.
Never mind, it was safer to draw indirect inferences through connections.
After waiting for over two hours, Wang Xiaoyuan finally got the information she wanted.
“Those Miserable Years of Youth” had indeed been purchased by Qinghe.
But the details of the transaction were unclear.
Wang Xiaoyuan was instantly restless.
She regretted it secretly.
If she had known this would happen, she wouldn’t have haggled over the price.
Buying and selling goods can sometimes be like pursuing a girl.
When she is the only one, you don’t care as much.
The moment a competitor appears, the importance of the pursuer immediately escalates.
Wang Xiaoyuan quickly contacted Jiang Xu.
“I want the three-year copyright for ‘Youth and Sorrow’, for 450,000!”
This price was virtually her limit.
Jiang Xu quickly responded in agreement.
This price was high enough.
After deducting taxes, he’d receive approximately 400,000.
Adding to the savings he already had.
It was almost enough for office space covering fifty to sixty square meters.
However, since he was financially secure at the moment.
He might as well wait until he finishes writing his third novel.
When he received advances on the manuscript, he could buy an office space of over a hundred square meters all at once.
Then, he could expand his own office space.
Adding a sofa, a large comfortable bed, and so on.
If he ended up with An Nuonuo in the future.
They could even have some fun in the office…
After receiving Jiang Xu’s agreement, Wang Xiaoyuan planned to meet him in person.
But on second thought, she decided against it.
In her mind, Suishui An Ping was a well-proportioned, bespectacled, and gentle writer.
What if the actual person turned out to be scruffy, unkempt, and overweight…
That would utterly shatter her ideal image.
Better to never meet at all.
That way, she could preserve the perfect image in her head.
So, Wang Xiaoyuan called her secretary to go sign the contract instead.
Jiang Xu chose the same law firm as the meeting place.
Anyway, he had not left yet.
The signing process was similar to before.
However, to Jiang Xu’s mild irritation, this time the other party did not reimburse the legal consultation fees.
Lasting impression indeed.
The payment was rather prompt, though.
After signing the contract and having the assistant leave.
Within less than two hours, the money was transferred to Jiang Xu’s bank account.
His bank account was close to 600,000 now.
As Jiang Xu looked at the balance in his account, a different idea crossed his mind…
