Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 251 - 256: The Brewer’s Million Gift

The next morning, inside a villa in the Upper West Side.

Wang Jian slowly finished his breakfast, prepared by three Latino maids.

On one hand, this was because the maids wanted to please their new master and had specially learned how to cook Chinese dishes.

On the other hand, Wang Jian wasn’t too keen on going to the office to face his readers.

After all, he was a nationally renowned bestselling author and had certain idol burdens to bear.

Thinking about his other works, filled with either bizarre, novel, or shocking storylines beyond "I’m a Great Mage," and then looking at "I’m Too Rich"...

"It feels like suddenly falling from an Oscar-winning actor to the king of bad movies."

"Mr. Wang, what would you like for dinner?" asked the head maid, who had just received her salary, in a pleasing tone.

"Anything is fine," Wang Jian replied as he wiped the corners of his mouth and stood up.

He then hesitantly walked out of the villa, heading towards his office in Flushing.

Watching her master’s reluctant departure, the maid leader frowned.

In her mind, she instantly recalled the pink stories about masters and maids often discussed among the maids in the community.

They talked about maids exchanging physical favors for jobs, green cards, or even cash up to five hundred thousand US Dollars, and most maids looked envious. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com

Here was their master, a young, single, rich man, and crucially, an author!

Could there be a chance?

She looked at the substantial salary in her hands and thought of her compatriots who couldn’t find jobs due to expired work permits and had become destitute.

"It seems like a good choice!"

But... she was already 25, with a husband back in Venezuela.

So, his obsession probably wasn’t with her.

She sighed with a hint of regret, pondered for a moment, and then called over the other two younger, unmarried maids to take a closer look at them.

Hmm, tall with long legs and quite good-looking too.

"Should we, like other maids, get custom black and white apron uniforms?" the chief maid unusually asked her subordinates intimately.

The two young maids were a bit flattered and, compared with other community maids, wearing traditional black and white maid uniforms seemed reasonable.

So, after a moment’s hesitation, they nodded in agreement.

Wang Jian had no idea that because of the reputation of his profession, his maids had misunderstood him.

At the moment, he was sitting in the back seat of a car, mentally preparing himself to open his laptop shortly.

"After all, whether I die sooner or later, I’ll die," Wang Jian gritted his teeth and muttered to himself, "Let it be whatever it may be!"

Just then, the "beep beep" ring of a Nokia classic cellphone sounded.

He glanced at it and saw that the caller was Wozniak.

Uh...

This big shot had once willingly spent hundreds of thousands of US Dollars to support an author’s novel.

He wouldn’t, because of a particularly bad book, spend another few hundred thousand dollars to organize a protest under the building in Flushing, would he?

Wang Jian thought of a politician on TV who was pelted with rotten eggs at a political rally.

These billionaires who didn’t care about money were really a headache!

"Wang, did the inspiration for your new work come from a conversation held in a Silicon Valley hotel?" Wozniak’s voice came through without a pause.

"Are you using this work that portrays the so-called ’Technology Elite’ facing temptations as a warning to us, to not forget our original aspirations?"

What?

Wang Jian brought the phone closer to his face and stared at it for quite a long time.

How had he deciphered a taste of realist critique from a purely imaginative work?

Uh...

Wang Jian pushed his brain to its limits, barely keeping up with the other person’s train of thought.

In the era of the internet surge, the technology elite’s wealth inflated rapidly, probably similar to the financial situation of the protagonist in "I’m Too Rich."

"Holy shit, no wonder others use controllers to play games, while you use them to edit games!"

However...

With this understanding, this big shot probably wouldn’t organize a protest, right?

"There’s... some connection," Wang Jian gritted his teeth, reluctantly admitting.

"Ha, I knew it!" Wozniak’s voice brimmed with pride, "And some have said, you plagiarized ’Brewer’s Million Gift.’"

"A few of us casually created a small program and have already started attacking those people on Twitter."

Plagiarized?

Wang Jian, unable to help but smile wryly, suddenly became serious.

If having money only diminished the lower-tier writers’ perception of him, thus affecting the development of wangwen.com,

then plagiarism was the "Achilles’ heel" of a writer’s persona that was impervious to bullets and blades!

Wang Jian perfunctorily ended the call and gestured for the driver to speed up, then he dialed Tom.

"Right now, immediately find me a copy of ’Brewer’s Million Gift’ novel and any relevant background information."

After Tom agreed, Wang Jian still couldn’t calm down.

If the plagiarism turned out to be true, his trouble would indeed be significant!

Half an hour later, he rushed into his office.

"Wang, here’s ’Brewer’s Million Gift,’" Tom handed over a thin booklet, "Is there a problem with this book?"

Wang Jian didn’t answer but immediately began reading the novel.

The setting of the book was not Chicago but Wisconsin.

And the time was not the modern era but the early 20th century.

However...

Like "I’m Too Rich," this work also centered around the main storyline of having to spend a certain amount of money within a limited time frame.

Shit!

Wang Jian pressed his head hard, filled with regret.

He had cherry-picked the seemingly most reasonable will from those irrational "systems" offering money.

"But doesn’t the author of this novel have any sense of copyright?"

Fuck, he hadn’t completely ruined his and wangwen.com’s future over a piece of "literary trash," had he?

"Tom, how widely is this novel circulated? And, has it ever been adapted into films or television?"

"Influenced by the serious and profound literary atmosphere of the time, this rather unconventional work did not have a wide impact."

"However, it was indeed adapted into several films and television shows, although they were not very successful at the box office."

"Immediately have Matthew contact the descendants of the original author to negotiate rights for adapting the work."

Wang Jian thought for a moment, then added, "Accept if it costs up to a million dollars!"

...

"Ha," legendary journalist Wood laughed loudly as he looked at the computer.

Indeed, a young person who hadn’t even attended community college couldn’t spot such a novel overlooked by many renowned authors.

He picked up the phone and dialed NBC’s lawyer.

"Go to Wisconsin immediately, I’ll send you the exact address."

"Tell them, absolutely do not settle!"

"As for the legal fees, Simon & Schuster Publishing House will cover them."

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