Chapter 143: Chapter 143 Post-Signing Follow-up
Nian Shutong completely ignored the email and went to work without any hesitation. Working allowed her to cultivate her spiritual power, which was far more interesting than other activities.
Meanwhile, the live streaming company that had been waiting for a reply finally received one.
Fu Yunhe: Reject all offers.
Of course, he phrased it more diplomatically, as he was planning to wait until there were one hundred million viewers in the live broadcast room before negotiating.
Negotiating now would mean agreeing to restrictive contracts.
He didn’t want that, and he was absolutely certain that Nian Shutong didn’t either.
If she felt restricted, she would definitely have the urge to kill someone.
The various streaming companies that received Fu Yunhe’s reply were either cursing him for not recognizing a good opportunity or dismissing him with contempt.
A small broadcaster who was just starting to gain some fame dares to act so arrogant!
Totally ignorant of his own insignificance.
Meanwhile, Yu Zeming, who had been paying close attention to Fu Yunhe’s stream, had not sent a contract proposal.
Through several streams, Fu Yunhe’s way of speaking and his confidence when answering questions had revealed that he was not a simple person; he would not be swayed by a small profit.
When Yu Zeming learned that Fu Yunhe had refused the other companies, it was exactly as he had expected, as if everything made sense to him.
Sigh! I’ll continue to snatch up food tonight, maybe I’ll get a few more.
After all, those companies are not known for their generosity.
Let’s put the live streaming issue aside for a moment and see how Daodao is doing.
Things were going smoothly for Daodao.
His book was really popular. Although only a portion of people read novels, who doesn’t like a good book?
Not to mention that Daodao had established an immortal hero era; most interstellar books were about technology, competition, warfare, and levels, and of course, the eternal themes of romance novels.
But the Star Network was so vast, with countless planets and everyone having a Light Computer, even a fraction of readers was significant.
Even though Daodao’s “Immortal Slaying” had killed off Bi Yao and the ending remained controversial, it couldn’t be denied that it was a good book.
A lack of good books was truly frustrating.
So even if Daodao didn’t change the ending, people were still willing to support the book.
Moreover, Daodao’s determination had strangely gathered a group of fans who loved and hated him at the same time.
After agreeing upon a time to sign the contract, Daodao was just waiting for Nian Shutong to get on the Star Network and sign the contract with her spiritual power.
After all, Daodao had no identity.
Having finished the negotiations, Daodao had no immediate plans to translate another book; he too needed to cultivate.
He couldn’t fall too far behind his master.
But, had he forgotten to mention exactly how many Star Coins they would earn?
Never mind, the master would know when they signed the contract.
Daodao was completely immersed in his cultivation, and Nian Shutong was the same.
The person who had sent the urgent email was no longer calm.
Did she not see it? Impossible!
A lean man walked into a room and spoke to a woman who was practicing calligraphy, “There’s no response from the other party, I don’t know if they didn’t see it or simply don’t want to.”
The woman continued her writing unhurriedly, and after the last stroke, she admired her work briefly before setting down the brush.
“Probably just doesn’t want to deal with us,” said the woman, getting up from behind the table and sitting down on a nearby chair, her attire somewhat traditional.
“People involved in poetry and these things tend to be a little proud. We just proposed a communication, and they refused to even show up.”
“What should we do then…”
The woman had already picked up a cup of tea, swirling it by her mouth, but not yet drinking.
“No need to bother. It’s a bonus if it happens, but no concern if it doesn’t.”
“Understood,” the lean man replied respectfully as he exited, the door closing with a click, which the woman checked.
With a “clang,” the teacup was set down on the table.
“What a nuisance, drinking these things. How is this any different from grass and leaves!”
The woman clearly didn’t like tea or traditional culture, such as poetry, but she had to engage with them for her live-streaming persona, given her classically beautiful face.
These things were truly boring.
Effortlessly, one of her legs swung onto the chair while her other foot fidgeted aimlessly, as she opened the Star Network to find the novel she was following, “Immortal Slaying.”
“Oh my god! It’s the grand finale?”
“My Bi Yao, you must come back to life!”
The woman’s wish, naturally, was in vain, and Daodao’s fan circle gained another reader eager to “chop” him.