Chapter 58: The Chicken Coop That Had Stood for Many Years Collapsed Suddenly

Jiang Xu had already become Zhou Qingyue's obsession.

In the beginning, she didn't even like Jiang Xu.

It was merely about settling a score.

It's like getting ten thousand yuan every month without paying anything.

But suddenly one day, the money was gone.

Naturally, you wouldn't be satisfied and would want to regain it.

While trying to get it back, Zhou Qingyue slowly discovered the shining points about Jiang Xu.

Imperceptibly, she began to like this boy.

Moreover, she became deeply infatuated.

She had initially lost hope.

After all, there was a heavenly descending girl like An Nuonuo around Jiang Xu, she didn't have the slightest confidence.

However, Liu Yue's words gave her hope.

If in the future, I become a center of universal attention, glorying stars and moon,

You, perhaps, would like me again, right?

Thinking about this, Zhou Qingyue didn't hesitate and immediately made her decision.

After Jiang Xu's reincarnation, the biggest change happened.

In the previous life, Zhou Qingyue wasn't home by this time, she had taken Jiang Xu to the supermarket, draining him.

So, she didn't meet with the aunt who only went back home once a year.

Zhou Qingyue's parents, hearing they could make millions, tens of millions, even hundreds of millions a year, didn't object.

One was because they trusted Liu Yue, and on the other side, they were thinking that earlier their daughter starts earning money, the sooner they could stop working.

That afternoon, Zhou Qingyue left with Liu Yue.

Her fate advanced towards another direction.

...

"See you tomorrow then."

That afternoon, waving her hand, Wang Xiaoyuan bid her farewells to everyone.

"Goodbye, Sister Xiaoyuan."

Jiang Xu patted Fu Yanjie's shoulder and said, "Stop staring, she is out of sight now, turned out you like this type of girl."

Fu Yanjie's face turned red, "What are you talking about? Where did I say I liked her!"

His arguments didn't hold water.

An Nuonuo was chuckling on the side.

"I'm not paying attention to you guys anymore, hmph!"

Fu Yanjie ran off, behind him came the sound of Jiang Xu's scornful laughter.

Jiang Xu then escorted An Nuonuo home.

He was considering whether to buy a motorcycle or not.

How come biking is more comfortable than driving?

But right now, Women's motorcycles were really expensive, at least starting from five thousand.

Let's hold it off for now.

When they arrived at An Nuonuo's home, she got off the back seat.

Standing in front of Jiang Xu.

A light breeze blew gently, making her skirt and hair flutter.

She opened her delicate lips slightly, "Um, we have some chickens at our home ready to be slaughtered. Do you want to eat some?"

From Jiang Xu's perspective,

he could directly see the chicken coop.

He sighed, "Your chicken coop is still intact, mine collapsed after only a few years, I will eat, eat heartily!"

The young girl blinked, a bit confused.

Jiang Xu didn't raise any chickens at his home.

Always speaking mysteriously, saying things she couldn't understand.

Where do you have a chicken coop at your home?

On his way home, Jiang Xu stopped at some bookstores.

He saw a lot of people there.

He stopped and observed for a while.

"Boss, give me a copy of the latest edition of the Fairytale Society."

"Sold out, sorry, you can buy it somewhere else."

Similar dialogues were heard in several bookstores.

After observing for a while, Jiang Xu asked the shopkeeper, "Boss, which novel published in the Fairytale Society is the most popular?"

"Of course, it's 'Those Miserable Years of Youth' and 'Youth and Sorrow.' Both are written by the same author."

A customer who was making a payment echoed, "Me too, but the protagonist met a miserable fate in the second novel,

It messed with my appetite for many days, a damned author, don't let me find out who it is, or I will definitely stab him!"

These words struck a chord with many readers who responded in indignation.

"What a bastard, he's inhumane!"

"If I ever see him, I'll hang him up and beat him up, then rewrite the plot."

"Yeah, killing him would be too kind!"

"He's pure shit, absolute shit!"

...

Jiang Xu couldn't help but shrink his neck and run away.

These people, they don't have a shred of literary sense.

But, judging from the few bookstores he observed, his second novel was clearly selling better than the first.

"Youth and Sorrow" was about to conclude its serialization.

Then, his third novel would soon follow.

The entire summer vacation would be buzzing with Jiang Xu's stories.

Jiang Xu was already considered a fairly well-known author.

Especially among the high school population.

Most of the girls in his class had become loyal fans of Jiang Xu.

They often chatted with him on QQ and checked on him.

If he were just a little bit terrible, he could have played with them and never repeated himself.

Right now, Jiang Xu's goal was to first publish ten short novels.

To establish his reputation once and for all.

Afterwards, he would take three paths.

The first was to write outlines and then hire people to write.

He would be in control of the quality from behind the scenes.

Once he gained fame, as long as the quality was up to par, naturally readers would pay for it.

This was a path many renowned authors took.

They often had their own studios.

The second path was naturally online literature.

By 2010, the peak of story-driven literature, when Jiang Xu went to university, it began to decline.

And it was a crash-and-burn type of decline.

Online literature, however, rose and prospered for more than two decades.

The third path was film and television adaptations.

This one was a bit more difficult, requiring both capital and connections.

But, it seemed that Wang Xiaoyuan owned a listed film and television company...

However, she and Jiang Xu were not close yet, it was a bit premature to discuss a partnership.

Besides, there was the factor of Jun Yue, whether they were willing to cooperate was another matter.

For now, the priority was to quickly get his own office.

...

"Dad, you're back."

As soon as she got home, An Nuonuo found to her surprise that An Feng had returned.

Usually, once her father left home, he would be away for days or even a week at a time.

An Feng's demeanor kept getting better and better.

There was a strong sense of confidence in his eyes.

The smell of success.

Somehow, he seemed to have grown younger and his aura had improved a lot.

It turned out that having money could change a plain blue-collar worker drastically.

"My sweet girl, I'm back." An Feng chuckled, pulling out several bags. "Look, I bought you all kinds of designer clothes, shoes, and bags."

An Nuonuo was naturally ecstatic, but she still asked, "Dad, weren't these very expensive?"

"It's fine, it all added up to just over ten thousand."

Nuonuo's hand trembled, and she wanted An Feng to return them.

An Feng laughed, "Don't panic, this time your dad made close to one million.

I made you suffer in the past; this will never happen again.

Oh, and I bought two latest model phones.

You use the pink one, and the black one, you can give it to Jiang Xu tomorrow."

An Feng was still very grateful for all the help Jiang Xu had given when they were down and out.

Nuonuo was dumbstruck.

Her father's words were hard for her to digest at the moment.

Her father had made close to one million so quickly?

It felt like a dream.

"Oh, I remembered." An Feng suddenly clapped his hand on his head. "There's one more thing, you can give it to Jiang Xu for me tomorrow."