Divine Lucky Star-Chapter 96 - : Old Classmates
Chapter 96: Chapter 96: Old Classmates
“Work hard,” Wang Hao firmly patted the golden sunflower on the shoulder, decisively entering show-off mode, “Remember, in an age where smart people are a dime a dozen, what’s really scarce isn’t smarts, but single-minded determination, putting all your eggs in one basket, having one-track mind, one-track effort. You don’t need to think about anything else for this book, just bury your head in writing.”
“Brother Ritian, I’ll definitely work hard!” the golden sunflower said, face brimming with surprise, “When the book becomes a hit, can I really earn ten thousand yuan a month? My gosh, I can’t even imagine it—I’ve never seen so much money!”
Wang Hao couldn’t help but smack him on the head in annoyance, “Country bumpkin kid, is ten thousand yuan the extent of your ambition? Write well, and you’ll find out that following your Brother Ritian guarantees you a life of luxury!” After saying this, Wang Hao checked the time, “Alright, it’s getting late, I should head back now.”
The golden sunflower nodded, “Brother Ritian, I will work hard!”
Wang Hao offered a slight smile, “Keep it up!”
Just as Wang Hao was about to leave, the golden sunflower suddenly felt an urge to cry.
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Because he knew all too well the situation at home.
He had overheard his parents discussing in private that if he got into university, they were prepared to sell their house. Even if they sold it at a loss, they would do it to fund his education.
That night, he had secretly cried under his covers for a whole night.
Perhaps heaven took pity on him, so it was on that very day that he met Brother Ritian. Now, with these ten thousand yuan, at the very least, their family’s house was saved.
“Brother Ritian!” Just as Wang Hao was about to step out the door, the golden sunflower called out to him.
“Huh? What’s up?” Wang Hao asked curiously while putting on his shoes.
The golden sunflower bowed deeply to Wang Hao, his tone extremely earnest, “Brother Ritian, thank you.”
“Kid, don’t be so formal with me,” Wang Hao laughed and waved his hand, instructing, “Remember to not overexert yourself—your health is your capital for the revolution! And don’t neglect your studies, okay? You certainly don’t need to worry about university tuition fees now.”
The golden sunflower nodded vigorously, “I understand!”
Hiding in the room, the golden sunflower’s father took a big gulp of alcohol, tears streaming down his face.
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Once he stepped out of the golden sunflower’s house, Wang Hao let out a light sigh.
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This golden sunflower was close to perfect in character, temperament, writing style, and talent. What he was lacking was merely an opportunity!
An opportunity that would take him to new heights!
And that opportunity, I can give him!
I’ve got plots from over a dozen hit web novels in my head, and if this golden sunflower can write just two of them, it’ll be enough for him to reach the peak of life!
“Ah, seems like meeting him was really my good luck, hehe,” by this time it was already past four in the afternoon, and with nothing much to do, Wang Hao took out his phone to casually check, and upon entering QQ he saw a message from Liu Jinhua—
Long Yi: “Brother Ritian, how did your date go the other day? It’s been two days and you haven’t talked to us bros about it, I disdain you!”
At times like this, if I don’t brag a bit, even I would disdain myself!
Wang Ritian: “Actually, it was nothing special, just went out to eat some food, and then… well, just wandered around a bit.”
Long Yi: “Holy shit, Brother Ritian, you actually replied! Awesome! You went out to have a meal and a stroll together? I bow to you!”
Wang Ritian: “Ah, it was alright. By the way, Miss Ice Princess’s hand is unbelievably smooth!”
Long Yi: “Hand touch! Holy shit! Hand touch!”
Wang Ritian: “Keep it down, keep it down, don’t let it out or the repercussions will be serious!”
Long Yi: “I’m dying of envy here! Oh yeah, Brother Ritian, the other day I had dinner with your friend, we really hit it off. A few of us friends are thinking about collaborating on a project, maybe investing in a web series to test the waters. Of course, we can’t compete with Brother Ren’s deep pockets, but we were thinking Brother Ren could put in half and we could come up with the other half, roughly about two hundred thousand each. If that’s not enough, we can gradually add more later on.”
Wang Ritian: “Oh? For real? That sounds great, let’s consider it after we finish shooting this current one.”
Long Yi: “Done, it’s settled then, hehe.”
After chatting about random things for a while, Wang Hao went on to promote his novel in various groups. Seeing that it was getting late, he decided it was time to head home for dinner.
“Humming ‘You Are My Little Apple’ as I walk down the street…” Wang Hao was in a pretty good mood today. The situation with Golden Sunflower had stabilized, so he didn’t need to worry about the novel for the time being.
With the screenwriter Li Fei as his guide in the world of cinema, once this “Domestic Agent” didn’t involve him anymore, he could try his hand at screenwriting and have some fun making a movie with Ren Xing and the others.
“Speaking of which, I wonder what movie to work on next…” Wang Hao pondered as he walked, and suddenly a black Honda Accord pulled up beside him. The window rolled down, and a voice rang out: “Hey, isn’t that Brother Hao of Er Long Lake?”
Wang Hao turned to look and recognized the person in the car as someone familiar. After taking a closer look, he exclaimed in surprise, “Class president? What are you doing here?”
The driver was none other than Wang Hao’s high school class president, Cai Mingzhe, but everyone used to just call him ‘class president.’ Thin and tall, back in the day, Wang Hao, who was always up to mischief, often butted heads with him.
“Heh, just finished a business meeting and happened to see you,” the class president chuckled and said coolly, “Where are you headed? Get in, I’ll give you a lift!”
No matter how they may have clashed in the past, seeing an old classmate now made Wang Hao feel quite warm-hearted. He smiled and asked, “Really giving me a lift?”
“Ah, come on, don’t be so formal,” the class president said, “It’s just a little gas, get in!”
Well, if he insisted, what else could he do? Wang Hao grinned and opened the car door, “Then I’ll trouble you.”
“Look at you, talking like it’s any trouble,” the class president started the car, smiling, “It’s been what, six or seven years since we last saw each other? What high position have you reached now?”
“High position? Nah,” Wang Hao said with a laugh, shaking his head, “I’m just doing odd jobs as a temp worker at a film set, and you?”
“Oh…” Hearing that Wang Hao was only a temp worker, the class president’s enthusiasm noticeably dampened, and he said in a more subdued tone, “I’m doing okay, managing a department in a multinational, with decent compensation.” He then took out a business card from his pocket and handed it to Wang Hao, “Here’s my card, let me know if you need any help with anything.”
“Class president as always, impressive,” Wang Hao looked at the card, “HP Zhonghai City HS District Sales Director—you’ve really made it big! A director already! Impressive, impressive!”
“It’s just getting by,” the class president’s face showed a touch of pride upon hearing Wang Hao’s words, and he casually brushed it off, “It’s about three or four hundred thousand a year, just barely satisfactory.”
Seeing his old classmate doing well made Wang Hao genuinely happy. He laughed and replied, “You’re being modest. If that’s barely getting by, then where does that leave me?”
“That’s true,” the class president chuckled, then suddenly added, “By the way, Brother Hao, are you free in the next few days? Our class plans to hold a reunion, and if you’re available, be sure to come!”
A reunion, huh? We haven’t seen each other in ages. Should I go, go, or go?
Wang Hao asked, “Sounds good, which day?”
“Soon, in the next few days, the exact date isn’t set yet,” the class president replied, “Give me your number, and I’ll call you when we have a date.”
Wang Hao nodded right away, “Alright, I’ll wait for the news!”
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Let me recommend a good book!
Shuiyu’s “I’m Really a Big Star” is absolutely stylish and full of swagger. Brothers who like it can stomp around in the review section!
