Chapter 653: Shen Lin who Regrets Entrepreneurship
When the news that Lu Xiaorong won the award reached Shen Lin's ears, Shen Lin was shocked but also felt that it was natural.
The novel "The Martian" itself has been highly sought after by countless people in the 21st century. If we move the time forward more than 20 years, the number of fans will naturally be even greater.
When he originally encouraged Lu Xiaorong to submit his article, he thought he might win the prize, but now that he had won the prize, Shen Lin felt a little surprised.
After all, this is a real prize!
Lu Xiaorong was very busy after winning the award. Interviews with newspapers and TV, meetings, and other activities kept Lu Xiaorong busy for more than a month before he finally came to an end.
However, during this period of time, Lu Xiaorong not only made many reports, but her identity also quietly changed a lot.
For example, she joined the Writers' Association of Dongzhou City, and the newspaper also prepared to promote her position. Another example is...
But compared with these, the most enviable thing about Lu Xiaorong is that he was on the news that night when the news of the award was confirmed, and he accepted a special interview the next day.
It can be said that Lu Xiaorong's fame reached a new height overnight.
"It's over." Lu Xiaorong slumped on the sofa without any grace. While nibbling the apple handed over by Shen Lin, he said: "I feel like this interview is more tiring than anything else."
"I would rather write one more novel."
Shen Lin looked at Lu Xiaorong, who looked a little haggard, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, you will feel more relaxed when this wave passes."
"Even your job is easier than before."
When talking about his work, Lu Xiaorong smiled and said: "Our president said that my future work will mainly be based on writing. I don't have to worry about other things for the time being."
"Besides, I heard that my salary will be increased a bit!"
Shen Lin looked surprised and said: "Oh, is this true? It seems that I will really have to eat soft rice from now on!"
"Tsk tsk, if I had known that you could make a name for yourself in just one year, why would I have set up a Mihu Electronics Factory? I would have been able to rely on you to support myself at home."
"What I regret most now is that I started this factory and was so busy every day that my feet never touched the ground!"
Knowing that Shen Lin was making fun of himself, Lu Xiaorong snorted and said, "Okay, stop talking nonsense here and regretting starting Guoke Electronics. You don't know how many people are jealous of you now!"
Xiao Guoke was taken out to play by her grandma. At this time, Shen Lin and his wife were the only two people left at home. While the two were talking, there was a sudden knock on the door outside.
Shen Lin glanced at Lu Xiaorong, who was unwilling to move at all, and took the initiative to open the door. He saw a group of people standing outside his door.
The one standing at the front was a blond foreigner who was over 1.9 meters tall and looked to be in his forties.
"Excuse me, who are you looking for?" Although Shen Lin was surprised, he was not too shocked. In his previous life, there were many foreigners coming to the country. Although he didn't have much interaction with them, there was nothing timid about them.
The foreigner glanced at Shen Lin and said nothing. Behind him, a young man in a suit who looked to be in his twenties asked, "Is this Ms. Lu Xiaorong's home?"
Looking for Lu Xiaorong!
Shen Lin nodded and said: "This is Lu Xiaorong's home. Are you..."
"This is Mr. Jameson from the United States. The main reason he came here this time is to talk to Ms. Lu Xiaorong about the film copyright." When the young man said this, he said to Jameson: "Mr. , this is Ms. Lu Xiaorong’s home, please come in.”
The young man's actions made Shen Lin a little unhappy. This is my home. I haven't invited you yet, so you took it upon yourself to let this person enter my home. It's really rude.
So Shen Lin was not polite and directly waved his hand and said: "Brother, when did this place become your home?"
The young man had basically never encountered anything like this since he worked as a translator for Jameson. Shen Lin's actions made him stunned for a moment.
"This is not my home. I just followed Mr. Jameson to talk to Ms. Lu Xiaorong about the film copyright. Why did you stop me?"
Shen Lin looked at this young man who spoke righteously, as if he had made some big mistake, and said with a smile: "Since this is my home, do you need to ask for my opinion on whether you should be allowed in? "
Shen Lin's words were spoken very calmly, but in this calmness, there was an unquestionable flavor.
The young man's face suddenly became extremely ugly. He wanted to lose his temper, but in the end he endured it.
But Jameson, who was standing next to him, said at this time: "Hello sir, can I come into your house and talk to Ms. Lu Xiaorong?"
Shen Lin glanced at Jameson, who had just kept silent and looked like he couldn't understand Mandarin, and thought to himself that this guy is really good at putting on airs.
Although he had a bad impression of them in his heart, he knew that if the Martian movie could be sold, it would not only benefit Lu Xiaorong by making a lot of money, but it would also bring her fame to a higher level.
"Okay, come with me." After saying this, Shen Lin glanced at the young man and walked forward.
After confirming Lu Xiaorong's identity, Jameson still did not speak, but asked the young man to speak.
The young man looked very proud in front of Shen Lin, but when facing Lu Xiaorong, he put this pride away.
"Ms. Lu Xiaorong, this is Mr. Jameson from Midea Company in the United States. He is very optimistic about your novel, so he wants to make the content of your novel into a movie."
When the young man said this, he took out an agreement and said, "This is an agreement. Mr. Jameson, please sign it."
"Of course, Mr. Jameson and his company will not use your copyright in vain. If you sign this contract, you will receive a thousand yuan in royalties."
Lu Xiaorong didn't think much about money. After all, neither she nor Shen Lin was short of money.
However, she was still full of expectations for her work to be put on the screen, so she was ready to speak directly.
It was just the habit she had developed over the past year that made her almost immediately choose to listen to Shen Lin's opinions when she spoke.
Shen Lin felt something was wrong the moment the young man opened his mouth.
Because from this young man’s words, there was no mention of any novel at all, which meant all of Lu Xiaorong’s novels.
And the price of one thousand yuan, in Shen Lin's opinion, was even more pitiful.
Although Shen Lin didn't know how much this script was sold for in his previous life, it was definitely a hundred times or a thousand times that of a thousand yuan.
He smiled at the young man and said, "Have you finished speaking?"
"I've finished." The young man was already a little unhappy with Shen Lin, but Shen Lin's words made him even more uncomfortable.
