Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 126 - 124

Unlike the highly aggressive New York, in Finland, a small Northern European country on the edge of the Arctic Circle, the locals are generally very kind, and everyone maintains a certain safety distance from each other.

Of course, this might also be because Wang Jian has yellow skin and black eyes.

It’s said that if it were a Slav from across the Strait, they’d have to fend for themselves here.

However, just after New Year’s Day 1996, the slow pace of life in Helsinki was suddenly disrupted by many outsiders.

This was all because the world’s first mobile phone that supported 2G networks and had internet access, was successfully developed by Nokia.

Moreover, Nokia had invited media from all over the world in the technology sector to attend its new product release.

At this time, inside a high-end hotel in Helsinki.

The translator sent by Nokia was looking at Wang Jian with a confused expression.

"Mr. Wang, do you mean these three down jackets not only don’t need dry cleaning but also need the attendant to find a way to make them look worn?"

"Yes," Wang Jian responded loudly as he put on his coat.

Dorsey, standing next to him, almost laughed out loud.

After the young translator confirmed that there was no problem with his English, he hurriedly left with three down jackets.

Wang Jian casually played with the invitation and asked Dorsey, "Any news from Tom?"

"Negotiations are ongoing," Dorsey said as he put his cellphone into his briefcase. "According to Tom, HBO and Netflix have given principled consent to establish a film production company together."

"However, they still have some disagreements on the details."

Wang Jian nodded and said no more.

At that moment, the translator from Nokia pushed the door open again.

"Gentlemen, it’s time to go."

Wang Jian checked the time, and he and Dorsey stood up together.

When the two were led by the staff to the venue prepared by Nokia.

The place was already bristling with cameras and reporters, and it was almost a full house.

Wang Jian took his designated seat, then saw representatives from Ericsson, Sony, and Samsung in the back rows.

These electronics manufacturers had probably heard about Nokia’s strategic cooperation with the website.

After whispering to each other for a moment, they all nodded to Wang Jian.

Soon, Nokia’s staff entered the venue, distributing dozens of Nokia 9000s to the technology media reporters and some lucky audience members.

Of course, those who received phones would be interviewed by some media after the press conference.

Under the direction of the on-site staff, the atmosphere of the venue soon quieted down.

Then, the lights in the hall dimmed, and the lights and screen on the stage lit up simultaneously.

Jorma Ollila, Nokia’s president dressed in a suit, briskly walked to the center of the stage.

In his hands, he held a popular large brick-style phone and a prototype of the Nokia 9000.

Suddenly, the middle-aged man’s left hand shook slightly, and the big phone dropped to the ground.

"Ouch," he said theatrically as he bent down, "This phone is just too heavy."

The audience let out understanding smiles, while Dorsey grimaced and whispered to Wang Jian, "His acting can’t even compare to Bill Gates."

At that moment, the big screen timely displayed the specifications of the two phones.

Of course, the weight of the Nokia 9000 was marked in conspicuous red.

"I wonder if anyone here also has this annoyance," said the president of Nokia, sighing. "Carrying something so heavy around, but only able to make and receive calls."

"If so, please raise your hand as a sign."

Whether there were plants or not, many in the audience raised their hands.

Nokia’s president waved his hand, "Nokia has always believed that a phone shouldn’t just be for making calls."

"With that philosophy, we developed the Nokia 9000, which perfectly supports the 2G network."

"This phone is much lighter than the existing ones and not only supports text messaging, but also has Internet connectivity, email, and fax capabilities."

"Of course, it’s not just for work; it can also provide a certain level of entertainment," said the president of Nokia, smiling and making a "please" gesture.

"Now, let me introduce our collaborator, Wang Jian, a best-selling author and founder of a famous literary website, to demonstrate for us."

To be honest, seeing the middle-aged Caucasian’s exaggerated performance made Wang Jian internally reluctant.

But as a beneficiary of AT&T’s strategy to combat Motorola, Wang Jian had no choice but to go on stage.

He started with a smile, stood up, adjusted his clothes, and walked onto the stage to take the phone from the president of Nokia.

"Hello everyone, I am Wang Jian, barely considered a practitioner in the Internet field."

Looking at the curious and scrutinizing eyes of the audience below, Wang Jian recalled the lines he had memorized.

"Wangwen.com, like Nokia, believes that a phone should not just be a tool for making calls."

"In this context, we’ve reached an agreement with Nokia to jointly develop an app that runs on mobile phones."

"This app will allow users to enjoy literature anytime, anywhere."

After Wang Jian finished, he pressed a button on the phone.

The large screen behind him also switched to this app, just like the phone had.

"A Seal Special Soldier, with a distinguished record of service, returns home to find his mother brutally murdered, his father missing, and his brother imprisoned.

In rage, he summons his former comrades, vowing to make the enemy pay a heavy price."

Yes, this is the synopsis of "Prison Break Prequel: From Prisoner to Warden."

This is what Wang Jian had pondered for a long time and thought would be the most eye-catching introduction.

It must be said, the revision of this synopsis was quite successful.

Initially, the audience’s eyes were filled with the glow of technology, but now, at least half of them were confused.

Wang Jian continued to operate the phone, opening the app.

Less than half a second of data loading later, neatly arranged words appeared on the large screen.

Because of Wang Jian’s teachings in the "Novice Literature Cultivation Plan," this book, like most others on websites, adopted a short-sentence, line-breaking mode.

Perhaps this mode really does facilitate reading?

The tech enthusiasts in the audience, unconsciously began mouthing the words.

...

"Mike, you have outstanding skills, a sharp sense of combat, truly a ’War God’ among the Seal Special Forces."

"You choose to retire even after single-handedly eliminating 200 terrorists?" The captain asked with a hint of regret.

Mike gazed wistfully westward, toward home.

"Yes, I miss home, my mother, my brother, and the Husky back home."

The captain regretfully accepted the retirement application, "Alright then."

Several days later, when Mike returned home.

He found that nothing was as he had imagined!

His mother had been brutally murdered, his brother thrown in jail.

This infuriated Mike beyond belief!

"Why must you force me!"

...

Seeing more and more dazed looks among the audience, Wang Jian hurriedly sped up his operations, rushing through his part.

Moments later, he handed the phone back to the president of Nokia and quickly walked back to his seat.

"Hey, I mean, even though the plot’s far-fetched, it seems rather fun," someone whispered behind Wang Jian.

And Dorsey, feeling the eyes around him, murmured to Wang Jian, "Why do I feel like dying right now!"

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