Chapter 010 – The Talented Streamer

Wen Fu suddenly recalled Shi Yanbai’s wanton teasing words from that day and couldn’t help curling her lips into a mocking smile as she said:

“Do you know? A few days ago, I unexpectedly ran into President Shi, and he said he was willing to make me his lover.”

Su Ying stared at her in shock, her eyes widening in disbelief.

“President Shi—as in Shi Yanbai, the young master of the Beijing circle, heir to the wealthiest family in Jiangcheng, and the city’s number one rich man? Are you serious?”

“He’s the most unattainable high mountain flower in the circle. Countless socialites and heiresses in Jiangcheng have been secretly longing for him, all hoping to pull him down from his pedestal.”

“Whoever manages to sleep with him, that’s a sure-win, no-loss deal. You should agree quickly, before he changes his mind—”

Wen Fu looked at the excitement glittering like stars in Su Ying’s eyes, full of gossip, and couldn’t hold back a laugh.

“He was just bored and used me for amusement. You actually believe it? A man as powerful and cunning as Shi Yanbai isn’t someone you can afford to provoke. Otherwise, you won’t even know how you died.”

Su Ying snorted lightly, sighing.

“What a pity. If Lu Chenyi hadn’t ruined you all these years, with your natural beauty and stunning looks, Shi Yanbai might really have taken a liking to you.”

The two of them laughed and chatted as they entered a nearby hotpot restaurant. They ordered spicy hotpot and ate with relish.

Tears streamed down Su Ying’s face from the spiciness. She gulped down a huge glass of lemon water, then suddenly remembered something, her face lighting up with joy.

“Oh right, I forgot to tell you something important. I, the little nobody who’s been flopping as an online novelist for five straight years, finally made a comeback with a novel called The Delicate Darling was Seized by the Powerful Minister.”

“At first, when the book was on trial promotion, the data was terrible—so bad I couldn’t even look at it. Later, I asked you to help me check what went wrong.”

“After following your ideas and redesigning most of the plot overnight, I didn’t expect that once the official recommendation came, my numbers skyrocketed, and I jumped straight into the top ten rankings.”

“Even several film and television companies now want to buy the rights to adapt it. The Lu Group—yes, your husband Lu Chenyi—also offered to buy the copyright from me, offering a one-time payment of 8 million.”

“But I didn’t agree. Yesterday, the Shi Group—an industry leader—also showed interest. Guess how much they offered?”

Wen Fu raised her brows slightly at Su Ying’s astonished expression.

“Ten million?”

Su Ying, thrilled, waved two fingers in front of her, her face glowing with excitement.

“Twenty million! Surprised? Shocked? And not just that—Shi Group promised they wouldn’t just make it into a short drama, but would spend billions to turn it into a full-scale television series.”

“They said they’d hire the most famous leading actors and actresses in the entertainment industry and even let me personally serve as the screenwriter and participate in the production. Can you believe my luck?”

“It feels like a giant golden egg just fell out of the sky and smashed onto my head. I was so excited last night that I couldn’t sleep. Usually, only the top-tier web literature masters get copyright fees this high. For regular authors who haven’t made a name for themselves, the base rate is just a few million at most.”

“If it weren’t for your plot ideas, my book wouldn’t have exploded like this. We agreed before: if I really sign with Shi Group, I’ll give you 10% of the royalties. You’re short on money now, and this is something you deserve.”

“This book becoming such a hit owes so much to you. By the way, how do you come up with such good plots? Sure, it’s a little melodramatic, but still fresh and unique—not like those cliché tragic love stories where both leads suffer to death.”

“The heroine in your version, every time she enrages the male lead and sparks his thunderous fury, she manages to get by with just a few sweet words. She’s so good at flirting and acting!”

“The only pity is that in the original version, she was shackled by the feudal system, trapped in the deep inner courtyard all her life, and ended up depressed to death.”

“But after you advised me to change the heroine’s character settings, the book came alive. In fact, I even based the heroine on you.”

“In another two months, the book should reach its finale. I’ll show it to you then so you can tell me where it still needs fixing—”

Su Ying had actually been working at Shi Group’s editorial department for years. She’d written several scripts before, but none of them gained much traction.

In her spare time, she wrote web novels online, barely scraping together a few thousand yuan in manuscript fees each month. At the company, she was always the quiet, overlooked one.

Now that one of her novels had finally turned into a hit, she was naturally ecstatic.

Because Su Ying’s father was an executive at Wen Group, the two of them had grown up together as childhood friends.

Wen Fu knew well that life as a working-class employee, nine-to-five every day, wasn’t easy.

She furrowed her brows slightly and quickly refused.

“There’s no need to share royalties with me. I was just passing the time, giving you a few fresh ideas because I like reading novels. The work is still yours—you put in the effort to write it, it has nothing to do with me.”

“Even though Lu Chenyi and I are getting divorced, I earn around twenty to thirty thousand a month working at the club. As long as I don’t live extravagantly like before, it’s enough for my daily expenses.”

As for those plots she had suggested to Su Ying, they had just appeared vividly in her mind, like scenes she had experienced herself. She simply wrote them down in one go and sent them to Su Ying.

Su Ying muttered irritably:

“If you don’t take the money, you’re just looking down on me. Don’t think I don’t know—every year on my birthday, the clothes and bags you gave me were all international luxury brands, worth hundreds of thousands, but you lied and said they were fakes.”

“Now that you’re in trouble, how could I stand by and do nothing? Besides, this money is rightfully yours, so take it without guilt!”

Wen Fu could only shake her head helplessly.

“Fine, I’ll listen to you. I’ll hold onto it for now. By the way, I’ve sold quite a few bags and pieces of jewelry online recently, so I have some money on hand. I’ll transfer 10,000 yuan to you.”

Su Ying, still wolfing down slices of lamb, frowned slightly.

“If you’re short on money, use it first—there’s no rush to pay me back. Oh, by the way, Wen Fu, have you ever thought about becoming a talent streamer to earn money?”

“Our company recently signed quite a few online influencers. Some of them are doing so well they make over a million a month. And if you do live commerce, selling products while streaming, the profits are even crazier.”

“This is the golden age of the internet. You’re so multi-talented—you can sing, dance, and even reached level ten in guzheng, taught by many famous masters. You’re more than qualified to be a talent streamer. It’s a hundred times better than just playing the guzheng at the club.”

“With your elegant and refined temperament, once you appear in front of the camera, those rich fans will be utterly enchanted and shower you with gifts.”

“As long as you earn money with your own skills, there’s nothing shameful about it. What do you think? Of course, I’m only suggesting it—I’m just worried you won’t want to lower yourself—”