Wang Zixu said: "I'm just here to work to earn royalties. The company is yours, and I can't say whether I'm willing to do it or not."

"Really?" Zuo Ziliang said, "I can see that you may not like to do this thing, but you are good at it. Then, this thing becomes yours

Destiny. Man cannot escape his destiny."

Is it impossible for people to escape from their destiny?

Wang Zixu thought of "The Fantastic Journey of the Shepherd Boy", a work by Paulo Coelho.

The shepherd boy just wanted to find treasures, and shepherds could walk everywhere, so he chose to be a shepherd boy. However, finding treasures was his destiny.

Why is he not like this? He just wants to win the Nobel Prize for Literature, and writing scripts is just a way to use his talents.

If you are good at it, you have to do it, then wouldn't talent become a curse? 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 the user wants 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 deal with the users, but Wenyan App can also be reborn, and will gain access to

An unprecedented opportunity."

Wang Zixu asked: "What's the plan?"

Zuo Ziliang said: "Tell me first, do you still want to continue writing scripts in Wenwen 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 would. 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 plays the saxophone has her long hair swaying, and the temperature generated by the colored lights makes her face hot, and the sweat sticks her hair to her cheeks. The stage is out of focus, and she is the only one left in the world, but she is performing at a fever pitch.

During the break, she used her extra attention to glance at 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 doesn't know the series and doesn't ask. But the car is very beautiful, so he must have spent a lot of money on it.

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 was haggard and looked like she hadn't 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 is no denying that she is very 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 extended his hand to Wang Zixu with an elegant gesture.

Wang Zixu tried his best to restrain himself from looking at her exposed skin, and shook hands briefly. His hands were cold. In this case, he had no choice but 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 we would finally meet on such an occasion."

Zuo Ziliang lay on his back on the sofa and said, "Ye Lan, just tell him. Tell him what you should say. I don't want to argue with you anymore."

Ye Lan nodded slightly, then stood up and gave Wang Zixu a 90-degree bow.

"sorry."

Wang Zixu saw the curl of hair on the top of Ye Lan's head, and even glanced at the smooth back of her neck and the shoulder blades further back. He became at a loss.

"What's wrong?"

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 took it lightly." Ye Lan said with a wry smile.

Wang Zixu didn't understand what it meant to take things lightly. He thought someone had stolen his script from Ye Lan, and that Ye Lan had taken things lightly and failed to supervise things properly.

He would never have thought that it was Ye Lan who took the initiative to send out his script.

Ye Lan herself didn't have the nerve to say it. She couldn't say that she didn'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?

How embarrassing.

In the past two days, she had been arguing with Zuo Ziliang for two full days. Of course, to a large extent, she was exported unilaterally.

She kept explaining that she didn't intentionally leak the script of The Little Prince, but Zuo Ziliang didn't 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 taste. She was embarrassed to admit that after that day, she still did not realize the value of the little prince.

It wasn't until she saw with her own eyes that Cheng Xing's collection of short stories became famous on the Internet step by step, and that it was likely to be spread all over the 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 for leaking the script to herself 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 and continue to be the script designer."

Ye Lan continued: "You will invest in shares with knowledge and technology. After joining the shares, your job will remain unchanged, your responsibilities will remain unchanged, and you will still receive wages. At the same time, we will count each quarter as a financial quarter, and you will be able to receive your share every quarter.

20% of the company’s net profit.”

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 have 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. Don't worry about it. You just haven't calmed down. Forget it, it's my fault too. I didn't sleep all night last night and now I'm all dizzy."

.”

Ye Lan stared at him with dark eyes: "How about it? Do you want to consider joining?"

The prince stood blankly on the spot.

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 can't be a trap, right? Now that your company is facing a crisis, you have dragged me into it... Didn't you say that someone wants to report it? What if the Xingle Bureau comes to investigate?"
Chapter completed!