Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 313 - 316: You Still Have Us!

"Wang,"

Inside the Flushing office, Tom sauntered in, holding a document in his hand.

"According to ABC’s data, ’Anomalies’ ratings have surpassed this season’s ’Friends’ for the first time, and even broke its record for a premiere season’s viewership."

In fact, it’s no surprise he’s indifferent.

Because right now, everyone’s attention is on the upcoming Senate vote.

No matter how high the TV show’s ratings are, they can’t bring direct benefits to the website.

And that vote is directly related to when the website can operate normally.

Of course, Wang Jian feels similar.

After all, his reputation is already sufficient.

Only if the Senate rejects it can Wang Jian continue to hold the strongest weapon in his hands, the keyboard on his computer.

He could use not writing scandals about the other party as leverage to deter the Vatican.

"My body is fine, that’s all makeup effects." Wang Jian said casually, tossing the document on his office desk as he answered the phone.

This was the fourth call of concern he had received after Lily, Lynn, and Sarah.

"Alright, Stephanie, I’ve got things to handle here, so I’m going to hang up now."

Afterward, he took a sip of coffee and muttered to himself, "ABC’s makeup artists are really good. Do I look that much like a deathly ill Kafka?"

Tom rolled his eyes and shook his head in silence, "I saw right through it anyway."

"You might as well check on Twitter to see if you can fool your fans."

"Good point." Wang Jian nodded, logged into Twitter, and wanted to see what his readers thought of his acting skills.

What he didn’t expect was to be met with numerous lines from last night’s TV show.

"We just want to develop and seek civilization, what did we do wrong?"

"We were not created by the goddess, we haven’t betrayed your mother (we’re just writing novels, not history books)!"

"You inexplicably exterminate our race (shut down the website), do you still deserve to call yourselves just?"

"When Eva welcomed the sea demon home, I cried. But thinking about the author, I feel even more desolate."

"It’s okay, we’re also waiting for Wang and the website’s return, just like Eva waiting for her child!"

"Before last night’s TV show, I was hesitant about going to Washington, but now I’ve bought a plane ticket."

"Same here, and I’ve decided to use the money I earned from my part-time job instead of sponsorship funds."

To be honest, Wang Jian isn’t heartless.

He was a bit touched by these comments.

"But what can I do?" he sighed softly, murmuring, "I can’t just tell them not to go to Washington."

"All this must be dirty dealings!"

While Wang Jian’s mood was different, Larry Elson was almost going crazy with joy seeing the rapidly increasing number of sign-ups.

Oracle’s annual advertising budget is basically calculated in tens of millions of US dollars.

And this Washington incident is bound to make it onto major television network news.

"Maybe putting Oracle’s logo on the protest banners is a bit too conspicuous?" Elson thought about it and rejected the idea.

"Forget it, I’ll leave these details to the advertising strategy department; I should think about where to march to make a bigger splash."

Elson picked up his coffee and took a sip.

If we’re talking about commercial hype, he could be called a master.

However, when it comes to predicting the outcome of political rallies, he’s pretty much an amateur.

"Political rallies... Which politician wants this to blow up even bigger?"

After thinking for two or three minutes, a name came to mind.

Although he mainly supports the Democrat Party, it’s not like he doesn’t have friends in the Republican Party.

After all, even the Great Commander needs to make an appointment to see Bill Gates.

So as a tech mogul second only to Bill Gates, Elson already has the qualifications to play both sides.

He picked up the phone and dialed a California Republican Representative, asking bluntly, "How sharp is the Governor of Texas’s political intuition? Can he be trusted?"

As for the Governor of Texas, who was the subject of discussion, he too was looking at Twitter.

"This TV show came at the perfect time; an inexplicable disaster is precisely the real reflection of that bestselling author and the website, isn’t it?"

"And besides, art is also often hailed as ’the light of civilization.’"

Well, all this was just bored mutterings while browsing Twitter.

His real aim was to find comments about himself on this social media platform.

"Governor of Texas must be the first politician to publicly express support for Wang, right?"

"I didn’t expect the Democrat Party to propose this cultural ban and the Republican Party to voice their opposition."

"But isn’t that Ms. Rice also in favor of the proposal?"

"Don’t talk about that two-faced woman; we African Americans don’t count her as one of us!"

"But doesn’t this also show that the Governor of Texas is not the traditional Republican, rather a new generation of politician with a reformist spirit?"

"Heh heh." Seeing this, Mr. George couldn’t help but chuckle to himself.

Next, he logged in using his assistant’s account and started posting, "Yeah, I don’t sense any decay in him, just progress."

"Don’t mention it; this social media stuff is quite interesting." The Governor took a gentle sip of his coffee.

"If someone compliments me to my face, all I can say is thank you."

"Where would I get the nerve to agree with them again!"

Just...

He rubbed his wrist and massaged his fingers a bit.

"This is a bit tough on the fingers..."

George thought for a moment and used the intercom to call his assistant in.

"Find the comments about me on here and then use this template to reply."

"Ah..." The assistant looked at the computer, then at the Governor, her mind briefly freezing.

After finally reacting, she murmured, "Governor sir, actually... there are people who specialize in this."

Ah? It’s that advanced?

George paused, then burst into laughter.

"Then contact them. Make the replies as natural as possible, and don’t let the readers catch on."

After the assistant left the office, he stretched comfortably.

"As long as the Senate rejects the proposal and appears public with that bestselling author a few times."

"Then in the eyes of those in Silicon Valley, I should be seen as different from the other Republican politicians."

At that moment, the assistant came in, "Mr. Bush, you have a call?" freewebnøvel_com

"Who is it?" The Governor asked, a little carried away with self-importance.

"It’s from Silicon Valley, Mr. Larry Elson."

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