Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 227 - 223: Female Empowerment

"Wang, I just saw Uma Thurman!" Tom said excitedly. "She was jogging on the streets of the community."

Wang Jian rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked towards the couch, "What’s so surprising about that?"

"The old money on the Upper East Side doesn’t welcome public figures to live there. So most of New York’s well-known entertainers live on the Upper West Side, right?"

"No," Tom quickly waved his hands, "She should be in Los Angeles. Why would she appear in New York?"

"Could it be that her relationship with director Quentin Stanow is really as everyone suspects?"

Ugh...

Why is a man so interested in the gossip of the entertainment industry?

Wang Jian placed his water glass on the coffee table, saying offhandedly: "I can write you a letter of recommendation and submit it to the residents’ committee."

"Mariah Carey, Whitney Houston, and even Madonna have villas here."

"Although they don’t stay here often, if you live here, you might have the chance to spend beautiful times with the ’like virgin’ lady."

"Uh," Tom paused, a look of wry amusement on his face, "Please, her ex-boyfriend was Rodman."

"Moreover," he glanced around the villa environment and at the three maids preparing breakfast, "the price here is just too expensive."

"I used the website’s dividends to buy subprime fund abaucs, and now I don’t have much cash on hand."

Well, he still hadn’t listened to me about buying Apple stocks.

But this financial derivative called abaucs, Wang Jian had also heard about it.

As a 3A rated investment product, the risk shouldn’t be that high.

"By the way," Tom pulled out a document with a look of surprise, "since ’Female Pope’ was published, the website has gained a large number of new paying subscribers."

"Your royalties this month should be quite substantial." Tom gave a sly smile, "And Dorsey and I should make a handsome cash income as well."

Wang Jian took the statistics and looked them over.

Indeed, women’s purchasing power was much stronger than men’s.

Many male readers would give up after reading the free Chapters.

But this case was rarely seen among the reader group of "Female Pope."

However...

Even so, works like "Female Pope" are indeed very rare.

But isn’t this increase a bit exaggerated?

You should know that just a few days ago, the number of male readers could crush the female group.

Can "Female Pope" alone make it on par?

Wang Jian looked up at Tom, "Besides Twitter and the website, do we have new channels of publicity?"

"No," Tom shook his head, "It must be that the story of ’Female Pope’ is too captivating."

As Wang Jian pondered, his cell phone rang.

"Hello, is this Mr. Wang, the author of ’Female Pope’?" A female voice came from the phone.

"That’s me; may I ask who is speaking?" Wang Jian asked casually.

"I’m a reporter from ’Lady’ magazine. Do you have time for an exclusive interview?"

"We plan to feature ’Female Pope’ in our next issue."

"We hope that as a male bestselling author, you could talk about the concepts and feelings behind creating this work."

"Lady"? The most radical, most influential feminist magazine?

"Of course," Wang Jian’s eyes seemed to contain "$", "I have always been very concerned about the protection of women’s rights."

After hanging up the phone, he patted Tom’s shoulder.

"Let’s go, we need to head to the office."

Wang Jian went to the bedroom to change clothes while waving at the maids, "I won’t be back for lunch, just prepare dinner."

"But we haven’t had breakfast yet." Tom grumbled as he stood up, "I still want to try how good your maids’ cooking is."

On the way, Wang Jian asked Tom to get off and buy two sandwiches, taking the chance to pick up a copy of "Lady" magazine.

He felt he definitely couldn’t keep up with the thought process of extreme feminists.

So he thought it best to study their speeches to avoid saying something inappropriate during the interview.

Of course, the main reason was that these people are all potential consumers of "Female Pope"!

As soon as Wang Jian got the magazine, he noticed that the cover person for this issue was the contemporary First Lady, Hillary.

Beside her, there was a line of words.

"American women, it’s time to stand up!"

Wang Jian curled his lip and flipped open "Lady."

The first page was Hillary’s "Women’s Rights Declaration."

"After our foremothers’ relentless struggle, on August 26, 1920, American women gained the right to vote.

Then, on August 26, 1970, the American Women’s Equality Day was established.

But have American women really stood up?

Not at all!

Domestic violence, gender discrimination, sexual harassment, and other issues are still prevalent among American women today.

I recently read a novel called ’Female Pope.’

The plight of Medieval European women described in that work is so similar to that of contemporary American women!

Sisters, our living conditions are still at the level of Medieval Europe.

We must strive for our own ’Renaissance.’

American women, it’s time to stand up!"

"What?" Wang Jian stared at the magazine for quite a while.

So this was the reason for the surge in new paying subscribers for "Female Pope"?

At that moment, Tom had already parked the car under the office building.

"Wang," he interrupted Wang Jian’s train of thought, "we should head up."

"Sir," a homeless man saw the well-dressed Wang Jian and Tom and came over, hoping for some charity.

The security guard of the office building hurried over, motioning to shoo him away, "Move along, you damn junkie."

"I’m not a junkie," the homeless man said loudly, "I once rented the top floor here to start a business."

Hearing this, Wang Jian paused in his steps.

"So how did you end up like this?"

"Hehe, the business failed," the homeless man showed a hopeless expression, "The main reason is my wife divorced me as well."

"According to American law, the court ordered me to pay alimony based on the highest standard of my income."

The homeless man lifted his head, looking bewilderedly towards the location of wangwen.com.

"Sigh," Wang Jian let out a breath and stuffed the two sandwiches into the homeless man’s hands.

Then, he said to Tom standing by, "Let’s go. The reporter from ’Lady’ magazine is waiting upstairs."

"Let’s defend the rights of American women together!"

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