Xu Lin set a record that will likely never be broken, unless he himself decides to break it.
Xu Lin’s book has incredible writing style and a strong story; these two aspects are enough to make his achievement explosive. After all, online literature values content as king, and if it’s well-written, it will definitely have a market. The scenario where it’s praised but not popular just doesn’t exist.
However, the success exceeded the entire industry’s imagination.
This one book, from start to finish, has a pure manuscript fee in eight figures, though without extending it, it won’t reach tens of millions, but it’ll surely not lack one or two million.
If attached with copyright operations, there’s another huge income.
This is what Ranzhi told Xu Lin.
One book is enough for Xu Lin to buy a great house in Jiangdu. It can’t be a top-tier large flat like Chi Linyue’s, but a nice house in Jiangdu is simple enough.
Actually, Xu Lin doesn’t have big dreams at the moment. For now, he just wants to own a big house in Jiangdu.
As for other ideas, Xu Lin currently has none.
That’s the limitation of human thinking.
Buying cars and houses sounds shallow, but that’s the thinking limit for ordinary people. Those from wealthy families might talk about money making money, wanting various investments, while for ordinary people, buying cars and houses comes first before considering anything else.
For a normal eighteen-year-old boy from a typical family, enjoying life amidst confusion is common.
Moreover, human thinking keeps evolving.
The sky at eighteen and the sky at twenty-eight are not the same; the things pondered and the depth and breadth of thought differ at these two ages. Google seaʀᴄh novel·fire·net
The eighteen-year-old Xu Lin thinks making some money and dating girls is enough; thinking about anything else seems pointless.
After typing, Xu Lin logged into QQ and opened Ranzhi’s chat window.
Today, Ranzhi sent Xu Lin a contract to sign.
Xu Lin: "What’s this?"
Ranzhi: "Mr. Xu, you’re finally online! Grinning.jpg"
Ranzhi: "This is our website’s long-term contract, mainly discussing the revenue share. Generally, our website has a fifty-fifty split for authors, but this contract is an eighty-twenty split, allowing Mr. Xu to take eighty percent!"
Xu Lin curiously: "Is this what is called a master contract?"
Ranzhi: "In terms of revenue share, it’s considered a master contract, but in terms of more benefits, it’s not. We will select masters by the end of the year, and by then the website will offer Mr. Xu a Platinum contract, which will be the true top-tier master contract with even more benefits, including manuscript fee shares, copyright operation shares, and other clauses."
"How do I sign this contract? Do I print it out in duplicate?"
"This is for Mr. Xu to view. To specifically sign, Mr. Xu can go to the backend and do an electronic signing."
With the internet being so advanced now, signing is done through electronic contracts directly.
Ranzhi: "Mr. Xu can check the backend."
Xu Lin: "Ok, I’ll take a look."
Xu Lin didn’t just sign the contract after hearing a few words from Ranzhi.
He first opened the contract Ranzhi sent him, glanced at it quickly, and with his Extraordinary Memory buff, memorized it swiftly.
Then Xu Lin opened the writer’s backend and also looked at the electronic contract, quickly scanning it as well.
Confirming that the two contracts were identical.
Xu Lin sent the contract clauses to Ms. Ren.
"Could you help check if there’s any issue with the contract?"
Ms. Ren soon confirmed receipt.
After more than ten minutes passed.
Ms. Ren: "Seems like there’s no issue, just a normal contract where the rights of both parties are regulated."
Xu Lin: "Are there any unfair clauses?"
Ms. Ren: "None. Is this your novel contract?"
Xu Lin: "Yes, once I get rich, I’ll buy you a big villa!"
Ms. Ren: "I’ll wait for you to buy mom a big villa then!"
Ms. Ren wasn’t worrying about such deep and complex issues; her son getting rich wasn’t something she seriously thought about.
Ms. Ren, nearing forty, understood one truth: small fortunes rely on hard work, medium fortunes rely on luck, and large fortunes rely on fate.
Old folks say, first fate, second luck, third fengshui, fourth accumulated good deeds, fifth reading.
Reading is last; whether you can get rich in this life depends on fate and luck.
Ms. Ren pondered whether she might have the chance to live in a big villa.
Ms. Ren felt that in the future, her son wouldn’t need her to pay for marriage, house, or car; all of that is because her son is strong.
Of course, this is highly unlikely.
In the modern age, many young people face huge problems with marriage without parental support or family backing; of which the primary reason is financial issues.
Ms. Ren replied again: "I’ve bought the glutinous rice, mung beans, peanuts, and lean meat; tomorrow night mom will make zongzi, and the day after, I’ll courier it to you."
Xu Lin: "Thanks, Ms. Ren!"
Ms. Ren: "Don’t bully Yanyan, alright?"
Ms. Ren: "Even though she’s a little over a month older than you, she’s a bit naive. Treat her as a little sister and take care of her!"
Xu Lin felt a bit worried.
He chatted with Ms. Ren for a while and then logged into an alternate account to reply to Wu Chengfeng and the others’ questions.
Now, Toutuo’s story has been online for days, and its performance is improving steadily. Xu Lin believes that Toutuo will likely achieve a master status this year.
Shifang and Asura are the same; their new books are performing well too.
They all had Silver Alliance promotions, and with Wu Chengfeng and Toutuo single Chapter promotions, they supported each other, making the start quite successful.
Now both books are already nearing one hundred thousand words, each with collections over one hundred fifty thousand, while Asura’s book is close to two hundred thousand collections, and its debut performance seems promising.
Xu Lin is currently focusing on these two because he wants their results to improve and hopes to qualify for the master selection by year’s end.
If all goes well, Xu Lin will manage to pull off four masters this year.
This task progress should move, right?