Chapter 93: Chapter 93: I’m going to break your legs today!
A clearly hit song was simply nabbed for twenty thousand yuan in pocket money! The rest is up to discussions with Miss Ice Princess… She said you really sold it for twenty thousand a piece?
“Three hundred thousand for the lot,” at this moment, Bai Yaning also became playful, adding with a chuckle, “All of them!”
“No problem!” Wang Hao agreed without a second thought, “Then it’s three hundred thousand!”
As soon as these words came out, not only Zhang Baohuang was stunned, Gong Pengze was shocked, Bai Yaning’s eyes also widened in disbelief!
Did he really agree?!
“I was just joking,” Bai Yaning quickly said, “Your songs are obviously worth more than this…”
“It’s all good,” Wang Hao nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders, his swagger instantly breaking through the sky, “Miss Ice Princess said so, so that’s the amount. Consider it a welcome gift for meeting the two seniors. Besides, I’ve written quite a few songs, we can talk about the others later.” Then he extended his hand: “Hand over the money!”
Right then, Bai Yaning’s heart was inexplicably touched a little. Now, she was no longer interested in the amount—add two more zeros to make it thirty million, it honestly wasn’t much for her. The key was that this young man named Wang Hao was just too strong, the word ‘genius’ seemed tailor-made for him!
“Alright,” Bai Yaning finally got serious, “I am very sorry for the loss caused to you, and I will compensate you in the future.”
Oh my, how embarrassing…
Are you planning to compensate me with your body, beautiful? Wahahaha!
“Don’t mention it, it’s just a small matter,” Wang Hao said with a smile, scratching his head, then turned to Zhang Baohuang, “About that, the money…”
“Got it!” Zhang Baohuang promptly took out his phone, transferred the money via WeChat, twenty thousand yuan in hand!
Wang Hao smiled and accepted the payment, “Then, thank you, Mr. Zhang!”
I finally have an income, twenty thousand yuan! Hahahaha!
Immediately, Zhang Baohuang and the other two began to look for someone to arrange and produce the music for the song “The Thunders of the Storm, The Rainbows, and The Robust Roses” provided by Wang Hao. Basically, there was nothing else for Wang Hao to do—he didn’t know how, so he simply found a corner to play on his phone—the new phone is just so satisfying to use!
“Man, this is truly a divine book,” Wang Hao, looking at his author backend and seeing the statistics continuously rising, smiled with joy, “Just in a little while, more than a dozen favorites increased, hehe, awesome!”
And indeed, he had reason to be happy. “Break the Heavens” had reached over fifty-thousand words since its launch and was growing like a young sapling. Because the quality was indeed very good, many people had made donations.
In just less than a morning, six or seven people had already d.
These were impressive numbers for a book that had never been recommended, enough to surprise anyone.
Of course, the most important thing was—that’s all money!
After browsing for a while, he checked QQ, and was startled by what he saw!
Because golden sunflower had sent him a message—
golden sunflower: “Brother Ritian, it’s bad! My dad found out I’m writing novels for you and said it’s all nonsense, that it doesn’t make money and distracts from my studies, so he got angry and tore up the contract!”
Oh crap! This is a major issue! Anything can go wrong, but the novel absolutely cannot have problems!
Wang Hao was instantly scared stiff, but he quickly calmed down.
Today is my lucky day! I am invincible!
No more talk, time to deal with it decisively!
Wang Ritian, “Don’t worry, the contract issue is not a big deal. I remember we don’t live far from each other—can you come out now? Shall we meet at the park?”
Golden Sunflower, “Yes, I’ll head out now.”
Wang Ritian, “Good, wait for me at the park. I’ll be there in about twenty minutes.”
After putting away his phone, Wang Hao stood up and said, “Excuse me for a bit, gentlemen, I have an urgent matter to attend to right away.”
At that moment, the three people were busy recording songs, and there was nothing for him to do there, so Ning Weida waved him off directly, “You go ahead with your thing, we’ll call you once we’re done recording!”
And with that, he set off!
He hailed a taxi and within fifteen minutes, Wang Hao arrived at the park entrance.
Upon reaching the arranged spot, he saw a very shy boy standing there, constantly looking around. As soon as he saw Wang Hao, the boy hurriedly approached and asked in a low voice, “Are you… Brother Ritian?”
Okay, Wang Hao was quite pleased with that title.
“Yeah, you must be Golden Sunflower, right? Don’t worry, have a seat and let’s talk,” Wang Hao said as he pulled Golden Sunflower to sit down and then briefly sized him up.
Golden Sunflower wasn’t very tall, about one meter seventy, and he was on the thinner, weaker side. It was apparent that he was a bit shy, presumably because his family’s poor financial situation had caused him to feel somewhat inferior.
“What exactly happened?” Wang Hao asked. “Tell me all about it so we can think of a solution.”
“My family is really in a bad spot,” Golden Sunflower said, with his head lowered and his voice light. “My dad used to work on construction sites, but he lost a leg in an accident and now can’t find work and just stays at home. My mom works odd jobs and can make just over three thousand yuan a month, but as you know, Brother Ritian, in this city, just counting on that little over three thousand yuan a month is definitely not enough for anything. That’s why I was thinking of writing something to help with family expenses. But my dad says it’s distracting me from my studies and that if I don’t get into the university, our family’s life is utterly ruined. So he tore up the contract, said that he won’t let me write books anymore and insisted that I should focus on my studies.”
“So that’s what happened…” Wang Hao fell into thought.
Normally, given Wang Hao’s personality, he would have let the matter go, because after all, nothing should interrupt a child’s education, right?
But the problem was, this was Break the Heavens, the number one fantasy book of the previous life, and the amount of money this book could make once it was done was not just tens or hundreds of thousands—that was too simple!
It could even be said to be enough for Golden Sunflower to live on for a lifetime!
Because it wasn’t his only book!
With Golden Sunflower’s writing skills, he could at least write two blockbuster books: Break the Heavens and “Turn the Sky.”
“Where does your family live?” Wang Hao thought carefully for a moment, then said in a deep voice, “I want to have a good talk with your dad!”
First retrieving ten thousand yuan, he then followed Golden Sunflower to an old residential area nearby.
The buildings in this neighborhood were almost all over forty years old, making it one of the oldest communities in Zhonghai City. The main reason they hadn’t thought of moving was because there had always been rumors about relocation, so Golden Sunflower’s family was reluctant to sell the house. But rumors were just rumors, and no one could say for certain when they would actually be able to relocate.
“We’re here, this one,” Golden Sunflower said quickly as they reached his home’s entrance. He took out his keys, opened the door, and then said cautiously, “Dad, I’m back, and my friend has come too…”
“Who is it?” A man in his early forties, presumably Golden Sunflower’s father, hobbled out from the room.
Golden Sunflower’s father had a face full of stubble, clearly in a difficult state because of his disability; his hair was a mess, and he smelled of alcohol—probably he had been drinking just before.
He glanced at Wang Hao and asked, “Are you the one who pays my son to write books?”
Wang Hao nodded, “Yes, that’s right.”
Without another word, Golden Sunflower’s father stormed into the bathroom, grabbed a mop, and came out, cursing furiously, “Damn it, you’re leading my son astray! I’ll break your legs today!”