Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 84: Surprisingly Updated

The next day, news spread as journalists reported.

Random House, one of the Six Major Publishers, had reached a cooperation agreement with a website, a development that began to diffuse gradually.

This news immediately drew keen attention from numerous small publishers.

However, the top executives of the other five major publishers, in a sense betrayed, reacted quite calmly.

The reason, as the chief editor of Penguin Publishing said in a company meeting, was fairly simple.

In the over one hundred-year history of the publishing house, they had encountered both World War II Germany and the Cold War Soviet Union using state power to meddle in the publishing sector.

They had also faced the United States leading Western countries to enforce a book rating system forcefully.

Yet, they still held the top power in the publishing world, firmly controlling the global literary discourse.

If Random House’s cooperation with the website did not succeed, that would naturally be best, and everything would remain unchanged.

If it succeeded, then the other publishers could follow suit.

After all, being one of the Six Major Publishers, their strength in physical book publishing was hardly inferior to Random House.

In stark contrast to the publishers’ calm, Wall Street, which had started to pay attention to wangwen.com, reacted very intensely.

This website, as one of the most representative trio of websites offering paid services online,

had neither the huge losses problems like eBay and Amazon.

It even extended its reach into publishers, a domain with media discourse power.

This was exactly what they dreamed of.

Although there were plenty of Jews known for sticking together in both the media and financial sectors of America,

the relationship between Los Angeles and New York was not harmonious.

Hollywood magnates and Wall Street repeatedly sabotaged each other, and it wasn’t just once or twice.

They had tried countless times to use the power of money to interfere in the media sector.

Yet, small publishers couldn’t stir significant issues, and larger publishers preferred to accept investments from media-similar Los Angeles.

Independent films originating from New York, in the USA, were utterly incapable of competing with the major Hollywood productions.

Currently, only some newspapers and TV stations were completely controlled by Wall Street capital.

Inside the office building of Goldman Sachs Investment, a well-known global investment behemoth, a meeting was underway.

On the large screen, were various data indicators of wangwen.com.

"Everyone can see, this website’s customers are not only growing rapidly, but they also have excellent stickiness."

"What’s more crucial is that the works on there have already started to be adapted into comics and games."

"However, given the website’s current strong momentum, will they accept our investment?" someone asked.

"A US Dollar is always welcome," another person responded with a smile. freeweɓnovel-cøm

"Alright, then it’s decided," concluded the meeting host with a final gavel, "Lehman, go and negotiate separately with the website’s shareholders.

"Pay special attention to that young Asian man named Wang Jian."

"Okay," a blond German youth stood up to answer.

Meanwhile, worried about a child fostered at a relative’s home, JK Rowling, after the signing ceremony, requested to leave.

Out of respect for the first author launched by the website, Wang Jian not only gave his signed work to her but also personally went to the airport to see her off.

After receiving the gift, JK Rowling gave Wang Jian a big hug.

Then, she solemnly said, "I will definitely keep trying hard."

Wang Jian watched the British female author enter the boarding gate, relieving a breath internally.

He had thought that this meeting would either be mutual flattery amongst authors or tough bargaining between businessmen.

Yet...

How did it turn into a fan meet-and-greet?

He turned away from the airport, climbing into the car driven by Tom.

"Keep following up on Random House’s publishing plans," he instructed.

"Okay," Tom replied.

Then, Wang Jian picked up a newspaper from the backseat of the car and began searching for reports on the signing ceremony.

After flipping through for a long while,

he finally found a tiny piece of relevant news tucked away in the corner of the society news page.

"Century-old publishers dare to innovate, partnering with internet enterprises to usher in a new era of publishing."

Below were a few lines of text accompanied by a photo.

Wang Jian looked at this piece of news and then glanced at other news items of the same importance.

A century-old tree in the Upper East Side had withered, someone in the Upper West Side suffered a heart attack while at a classical concert.

Finally, finding a sensational news piece, a street brawl deaths; sadly, the fatalities were all from the Bronx District...

He set down the newspaper and looked out the car window,

reflecting, "Compared to the gaming world, the publishing world is indeed filled with paupers.

Just look at the promotional efforts of EA, then look at those of Random House."

Soon, he reached his company’s office building.

He bid Tom farewell and returned to his own office.

Then staring at his computer, he sighed deeply.

I don’t feel like typing!

Wang Jian reluctantly brewed a cup of green tea, took a long time to get mentally ready, and then opened the page for "Extreme Heavenly Demon."

The comments section below was buzzing like a chaotic pot of soup.

"Author, where do you live? I just want to visit you, nothing else, really..."

"Wang, I have some special products from Texas, I want to send you some to try!"

"Although I know the protagonist will win, I still want to read it. Author, hurry up and type!"

Wang Jian scratched his head hard looking at the lively comments.

Seeing such enthusiastic readers truly touched him.

But what exactly are these Texas special products?

Pulled chicken?

He reluctantly pulled out the outline and began to type.

Suddenly, his phone rang, interrupting his thoughts.

Here’s something looking for him, not a chance to slack off.

Wang Jian muttered to himself internally, then answered the call.

It was one of the few acquaintances in his new apartment complex.

According to the caller, there would be a party held by them tonight celebrating Wang Jian’s moving in.

They hoped he would attend on time.

After hanging up, Wang Jian couldn’t help but remark, Wall Street’s financiers are indeed wealthy.

Even barely acquainted new neighbors can use it as a pretext for throwing a party.

However, it was said that Wall Street people play crazily at parties.

Thus, the best strategy might be to just show his face at the party and then swiftly withdraw.

Wang Jian took a sip of green tea and began to settle down to continue typing.

Quickly, a comment appeared: F*ck, the author is actually still alive. Guys, look, "Extreme Heavenly Demon" has been updated.

Oh my, it’s finally updated, I was almost finished reading "Homer’s Epic"...

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