As I walked out of the police station, I thought he might still be inside, so I waited for him at the entrance for over an hour.
I squatted until my legs went numb, but I still didn't see the other person.
Just when I thought our relationship had come to an end, God help me, I saw him on TV.
Ye Qisheng, what a beautiful name.
I fell for him instantly and became one of his many fans.
I started buying up all sorts of merchandise related to him and filling my room with it. Because I had money, I quickly became famous in his fan club and became a well-known figure among his many solo fans.
When I learned that there was a fan visit event, I personally asked a pastry chef to customize an eight-inch cake for him.
The cake surface is smooth and clean, but I asked the pastry chef to add a full gram of edible gold leaf to the jam filling inside.
Simple and unpretentious.
On the day of the event, I was worried that he would recognize me and cause unnecessary misunderstandings, so I disguised myself and handed the cake to him on behalf of the fans.
To live up to his fans' expectations, he took a bite of cake in front of everyone. I smiled at him, and he smiled back at me. Three seconds later, he suddenly collapsed to the ground.
"I really didn't poison them!" I returned to this familiar place once again, and frantically explained to the familiar police officers.
The cake has been sent for testing, while he is still lying in the ICU.
"What's that sparkly thing inside?"
"Edible gold leaf!"
Ultimately, I was released. I was innocent, and the other family did not pursue the matter because neither of us expected that Ye Yingdi was allergic to gold.
But he is clearly the spokesperson for a certain brand of gold and silver jewelry.
Later, he received a banner medal for assisting the police in cracking down on counterfeit brands.
......
Even after posting this chapter, Zhou Zhou still didn't dare to look at the comments section ten minutes later, fearing it would explode.
With a 'ding' sound, Zhou Zhou opened his phone.
Ye Misheng: How much would it cost to buy your final work?
Ye Misheng: My brother told me to ask...
[Author's Note: Fu Hengzhi: Some people are in love, some people look at the sea back to back, and some people wear fake gold for years without anyone noticing.]
Ye Qisheng (polite): Is that you?
Chapter 79 I want what others have too
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As soon as Zhou Zhou finished updating a chapter, Fu Hengzhi in the study immediately caught up with the update. When he saw that it was Ye Qisheng again, and the same old entangled stories, he was both amused and exasperated. Ye Qisheng's gold allergy was quite a rumor in the circle, and he had heard about it. It was said that Ye Qisheng later spent more than a week in the ICU.
It turned out that his own wife had accidentally created this incident. It was really... Fu Hengzhi's smile gradually froze. He swiped his finger in the comments section. Although Zhou Zhou and Ye Qisheng had jointly issued a statement about the scandal last time, the CP flag between the two was still firmly established.
He wanted to go public with their relationship, but his wife wouldn't allow it. Plus, it seemed like the whole "Chasing Stars" show was revolving around Ye Qisheng lately, so President Fu's face fell.
Zhou Zhou and Ye Misheng started chatting again, and the conversation inevitably veered towards gossip about Wang Kunxiang, but Ye Misheng just dodged the question.
Alright, after all, we've known each other for a while now. Zhou Zhou felt that although he couldn't see through Ye Misheng sometimes, he was actually a pretty good person according to the description in the original work.
Just as they finished their conversation, Fu Hengzhi pushed open the bedroom door from the outside.
"You're right on time... What's wrong?" Zhou Zhou smiled and looked towards the door, but paused when his gaze met the other person's resentful eyes.
“…Sigh.” Fu Hengzhi shook his head and sighed, then went straight to the bed and lay down.
"..." Zhou Zhou finally understood. Fu Hengzhi was the kind of person who would never complain no matter how hard or tiring the work was. The only person who could make him sigh was himself.
Zhou Zhou reluctantly got up and sat on the edge of the bed. She could only comfort her husband herself. "What's wrong? What did I do to upset you again?"
“You didn’t upset me,” Fu Hengzhi said calmly. “How could you upset me? It’s my own incompetence.”
"?" No ability? What are you doing at Versailles, young and promising CEO Fu? You can't say that. Zhou Zhou's temple twitched. He had a feeling that the other party would say something strange. Even so, he gently held his hand and coaxed him softly, "What nonsense are you talking about? You're good at making money."
"...No matter how much money I make, I still can't become the protagonist in your book." Fu Hengzhi said sullenly, turning over in bed.
Excuse me? What the heck? Zhou Zhou was still holding the other person's hand, looking at the other person's strong and broad back from this angle with a complicated expression. The other person's Weibo side account had been following him, so it turned out that he was feeling unbalanced after seeing the update.
"Pfft." Every time Zhou Zhou knew that Fu Hengzhi was throwing a tantrum for attention over trivial matters, she found him adorable. She smiled and reached out to push his back. "President Fu, we're all adults. If you have something to say, say it. Don't be so childish."
Upon hearing this, Fu Hengzhi turned around and sat up, staring into his wife's smiling eyes, and lowered his gaze, saying, "Why do you always write about Ye Qisheng? What's so interesting about him?"
"It's needed in the book," Zhou Zhou said, trying to suppress a laugh.
“This isn’t a good look. People who don’t know better will think you still have feelings for him,” Fu Hengzhi said in a muffled voice. “Look online, there are still people shipping you two as a couple.”
Everyone else is having fun, unlike you who's so serious. The other party has been using diversionary tactics for ages. Zhou Zhou couldn't hold back any longer. He turned his head and grinned wildly from an angle the other party couldn't see. Afraid of laughing out loud, he cleared his throat twice and pretended to be clueless, comforting them, "People can use their mouths and hands. We just need to know what's going on."
"What's good about it? It's not good at all." After talking for a long time, the other party still couldn't get to the point. President Fu was unhappy, so he pulled the other party into his arms and continued to nag, "Don't you get tired of writing about Ye Qisheng all the time?"
Zhou Zhou buried his head in the warm embrace, his lips tightly pressed together as he almost laughed himself silly, his body shaking uncontrollably. Fu Hengzhi felt him trembling, so he grabbed the other's shoulders and pulled him away, seeing Zhou Zhou's suppressed laughter.
His face fell again. "You know what I'm talking about, right?"
Zhou Zhou nodded, then shook his head after a moment, "I know, but I don't really know." But seeing a glint in the other's eyes, worried that he would continue to torment him tonight, he quickly reassured him, "Actually, I know more or less... I won't write this one after I finish Ye Qisheng." He was busy revising and finishing another novel recently, and Zhou Zhou's energy was limited after all.
“No, you have to write it.” Fu Hengzhi buried his head in his neck. “You write about me. I want to have what others have.” He looked like a child who was envious of other children having candy and turned to his parents for some. President Fu was making his plans, thinking that the whole internet would be shipping him and his wife as a couple.
"Write, you must write. You have everything that others have." Zhou Zhou agreed confidently, but his heart was filled with complicated feelings. Other celebrities and idols couldn't wait to make him stop writing, but only his own was eagerly trying to get on their good side.
For the next few days, Zhou Zhou stayed at home obediently, revising the novel with a serious writing style. He didn't tell Fu Hengzhi about this, planning to discuss it with him in detail after everything was confirmed.
Zhou Zhou was in J City, and coincidentally, the headquarters of this novel website was also in J City. Since they couldn't sign an electronic contract, they skipped the step of mailing the contract. Zhou Zhou and his editor confirmed some terms online, and then drove to the studio of the company behind the novel at the address provided.
"Is this Mr. Zhou Zhou?" A well-dressed woman with a pass around her neck waited in front of the Shengyuan Network Technology Company office building, looking around before finally spotting her target.
Unlike his usual casual outfits, Zhou Zhou wore light-colored jeans, a thin white shirt, and a khaki vest. The outfit made him look sunny and handsome, and he immediately caught people's attention when he appeared at the company entrance. It was clear at a glance that he had been a celebrity or idol.
Zhou Zhou was unaware of his own ignorance. People were coming and going at the company entrance, and he was still wondering why the other person could recognize him. Was it because of his past fame?
"It's me, hello." Zhou Zhou extended his hand and shook hands politely with the other person.
"I'm your editor, Wang Li. Just call me Sister Wang." Wang Li looked older than the other person, so there was no problem with calling her that.
"Hello, Sister Wang." Zhou Zhou smiled softly, her eyebrows raised and her eyes smiling. Sister Wang had a husband and children at home, but she still couldn't help but blush.
"I write male-oriented novels, so I always thought Editor Li Ming was a man," Zhou Zhou chatted with him on his way to the company. "There are very few female editors in the male-oriented novel section, right? Sister Wang must have a lot of work."
“There are over a dozen editors in our company, and I’m indeed the only woman on the male-oriented section,” Wang Li said casually. “But my performance is no worse than those men’s.”
"A modern, independent woman." Zhou Zhou smiled and gave the other person a thumbs up. "Awesome."
Wang Li easily became familiar with others. Upon hearing this, she laughed twice and began to explain some things, since the adaptation of the novel into a film or television series was already a done deal in her eyes.
[Author's Note: President Fu: [Forced to ship this couple] .jpg]
Chapter 80: Running away after cursing is so exciting!
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Can you write screenplays?
The contract has been signed. Looking at the contract in black and white in his hand, Zhou Zhou knows that he is now considered half an employee of Shengyuan. If he wants, he can even come to work in the company's office building for a period of time in the future.
"Yes." Although the contract had already been signed, Zhou Zhou couldn't help but flip through the stack of documents in his hand. Wang Li carefully observed his expression and felt that his brows hadn't relaxed since he saw the contract.
At first, I thought he was dissatisfied with the profit-sharing terms in the contract, but after reviewing it, he simply signed his name without hesitation.
Something's strange. "Is there a problem with the contract?" Since the other party had already signed their name, Wang Li wasn't sure whether she should ask that question.
"Huh? Uh-huh." Zhou Zhou pulled his attention away from the contract, looked at Wang Li who looked concerned, and chuckled softly, "No problem, I'm just curious."
"I see." Wang Li breathed a sigh of relief, finally at ease. The company values its reputation highly. While its treatment of authors may not be the best in the industry, it still values the effective needs of its authors. The online literature market is currently very complex, with countless film and television adaptations of online novel IPs. Capital is eager to make a fortune in this market, which in turn promotes the works of these online literature companies.
Zhou Zhou didn't know what to say. He was a literature major and was very sensitive to words. Apart from the fixed templates, he could roughly remember the important information worth noting in these rules and regulations.
In his previous life, the contract he signed with a certain internet technology company for the film and television adaptation of this book was almost identical to this one. After going around in circles, things have come back to the issue of parallel universes. Let's leave it at that for now; at least our real lives haven't been affected yet.
Zhou Zhou pressed his temples. Once this job was settled, he might become busier and wouldn't have the energy to think about these things for the time being.
"Editor Wang Li." The two were almost at the elevator when a junior employee whispered a few words in Wang Li's ear. Wang Li nodded absentmindedly, "Okay, I'll be right there."
He then looked at Zhou Zhou beside him with an apologetic expression, "I'm sorry, I was originally going to show you around the company, but something came up... How about this, let Xiao Li show you around."
"No need." Zhou Zhou smiled, his gaze sweeping over the name tag around the junior employee's neck, noticing that the employee's surname was Li. "There will be plenty of opportunities in the future. I'll head back now."
"Okay, sure." Wang Li didn't stop the other party from leaving immediately. He said a few words of farewell and then hurriedly turned and left.
Zhou Zhou took the elevator directly down to the basement parking lot. As soon as the elevator doors opened, a blast of cool air hit him, making the temperature several degrees lower than in Sheng Yuan, where the air conditioning was on.
"Hiss." The temperature difference between hot and cold was so great that Zhou Zhou couldn't help but hug his arms and shiver. The underground parking lot was dark and deserted, with cold metal cars parked in the square parking spaces.
Zhou Zhou paused, hovering in the air for a while before finally making up her mind to step out of the elevator. She checked the time; it was a little past four in the afternoon.
"..." Zhou Zhou suddenly turned around, and seeing that there was no one behind him, he slowly turned around again, swallowed hard, and cursed inwardly.
That feeling of being watched came back, a feeling that seemed to have been there ever since the day I left the original owner's former residence.
Damn it, could he have brought out something dirty?
It's possible. In this world where materialism can no longer be applied, Zhou Zhou felt that this possibility was very high.
The feeling of being watched was like it was going to pierce his spine, yet it maintained a proper distance. Zhou Zhou could sense this. If that feeling of being watched were to move one step closer, he might sprint away at the speed of a hundred-meter dash.
"Are you uncles and aunts? Although I may not be your son, I am living well with his identity." Zhou Zhou muttered to himself as he walked cautiously. He was a staunch materialist before he transmigrated into the book. If he had encountered this situation, he would have been full of righteousness and firmly believed in upholding the banner of materialism. He would have radiated red light and any strange forces would have had to give way to him.
That won't work now; times have changed.
Those words seemed to actually work. Zhou Zhou approached his car with a sense of awe. The feeling of being watched gradually disappeared. A look of joy appeared on Zhou Zhou's face, but before he could even raise his lips, it froze on his face.
The black BMW was parked there, and from his angle, he could see the opposite side of the car with its high ground clearance, where two pairs of feet were standing in the gap.
"!!!" Zhou Zhou's pupils dilated in shock. The sudden visual impact was so great that he almost jumped up on the spot, only to see two heads with buzz cuts sticking out from the other side of the car.
"Damn." Zhou Zhou breathed a sigh of relief. It was just a person. He was terrified.
"Brother, what are you doing squatting there? You scared me to death." Zhou Zhou patted his chest and walked over. The two people on the other side of the car looked at him and stood up at the same time.
'thump'
Something fell at the feet of the two people, and Zhou Zhou's expression changed as he caught a glimpse of it out of the corner of his eye.