Zhu Yu sat in front of the computer with black eyes. For some reason, he wanted to smoke a cigarette.
Damn, this is too tiring!
Rubbing his sore wrist, Zhu Yu sighed.
Writing 50,000 words a day was really killing him. This was under the premise that he did not have to think too much about the plot and could instinctively write high-quality articles.
If it was an author who needed to use his brain to think about the plot and polish his writing style every day, just thinking about living such a life every day would make him feel unbearable pain.
After more than a week of crazy writing, he had written an average of 50,000 words a day. By now, Zhu Yu had written almost 500,000 words.
However, he was not stupid. He did not post all 50,000 words of content every day. Instead, he only posted 30,000 words.
If that was the case, he would be able to send the book to the next month when he finished writing 1.5 million words in a month.
If it wasn't for the urgency of time, Zhu Yu would have liked to update 10,000 words a day, which would take him 1.5 million words for half a year.
However, he needed capital now. He could only use high-quality and high-quantity articles to earn enough money in the first month.
"If you live like this for too long, it would be strange if you don't suffer from tendon sheath inflammation or sudden death.”
Rubbing his wrist, Zhu Yu shook his head.
However, he thought that as long as he persisted for a month, he would be able to use the life of the asset manager to obtain more money.
It was even possible for him to have his own finances. Zhu Yu immediately had the motivation again.
He didn't have much ambition for the time being. His only goal was to be rich and live a good life.
Who wouldn't look forward to a life of squandering money like dirt?
"This damned money-worshipping society!"
Zhu Yu clicked his tongue, rubbed his head, and prepared for today's work.
"Beep beep beep…"
Zhu Yu frowned when he heard the voice of the chat software on the computer.
Even though he didn't read it, he knew who sent the message.
It was none other than that editor.
Zhu Yu was usually a homebody and rarely chatted with others online.
Although he had added a few groups, they were all boasting groups of idiots on the Internet.
Other than posting some weird news, it was also used for sex. Whoever posted a sex map would then go to a group of people to seek resources.
These groups would definitely be banned!
In Zhu Yu's opinion, it was better to ask for help than to ask for help from others. There were so many resources on the Internet, so there was no need to stick to that small group.
Ahem, although some rare resources would often appear in that group, Zhu Yu would still shamelessly go up and ask for links.
"Young Master Wei, are you there?"
Looking at the message sent by the cartoon avatar, it gave people a very humble feeling.
Looking at the cute emoji behind this sentence, Zhu Yu's mouth twitched.
If you're a beautiful editor, I'll spend some time chatting with you.
Why is a man like you harassing me every day? You're affecting my writing time!
As he muttered in his heart, Zhu Yu temporarily shrunk the document and replied on the chat software: "…I'm here. What's the matter?"
Zhu Yu also knew why the editor was so nervous about him.
No one was stupid, especially since the other party was in this industry. How could they not see the value of Zhu Yu's " Gold-looting Notes "?
Zhu Yu, who studied economics, understood that those who controlled resources would always have the initiative.
Between him and this editor named Su Wei, he was the one who had the initiative.
After all, the other party was just an employee of the company and was not an important person. If she had a conflict with him, the company would most likely support her.
Because Zhu Yu could bring profits to this company, capital was always profit-driven. Moreover, this was also a dereliction of duty by the editor.
Therefore, Zhu Yu could be cold and aloof as he wished, and could be passionate as he wished. It was completely up to him.
Thinking of this, Zhu Yu suddenly had a vague idea.
Perhaps this was what he was pursuing?
He didn't need to compromise with others, he didn't need to suffer so many shackles, and he didn't need to look at the leaders 'faces after entering society.
He would not miss out on many beautiful things in life because of his incompetence, lack of money, or lack of ability.
In the past, it was very difficult for him to do this. However, now that he had the life reset simulator, he had such freedom.
Of course, even if there was a life reset simulator, he had to use it wisely and move forward cautiously.
Su Wei: " Young Master Wei, I have some good news for you. The chief editor of your book has already had a meeting and said that they want to prioritize resources.”
"Besides, this book is very suitable for publication. The editor-in-chief is also in contact with the publishing house. Just focus on writing the book and don't worry too much.”
Zhu Yu: " Yes, I understand. Thank you."”
That was it?
Su Wei was scratching his ears and cheeks at his office desk.
This guy was too cold. Although it was just a text message, his thank you was too insincere!
Su Wei was depressed, but what could he do? The year-end bonus this year depended on this man.
He deliberated over his words and carefully typed,""Young Master Wei, do you have any plans or outlines for the next plot?”
"…This book is currently trending, and it is ranked at the top of all the major rankings on the website.”
"Besides, publishing a book is different from writing a book online. It can't be so casual. The paper used in the book is limited, and sometimes you have to be careful with the words.”
"…I have some experience in this line of work. If you encounter a bottleneck, you can discuss it with me.”
"Even if I don't have the ability, there are many capable people in the company. I can help you ask.”
Su Wei asked cautiously. He had never met Zhu Yu before, so he didn't know his personality.
However, from the way the other party only typed a few words, he should be a very cold person who didn't even like to talk.
In fact, the deeper meaning of his words was to remind Zhu Yu not to write nonsense and ruin the good start.
It was not uncommon in this industry for authors to write wildly in the early stages, but suddenly give up on writing randomly for some reason.
Having received nine years of compulsory education, Zhu Yu, who had good Chinese results, could naturally see Su Wei's deep meaning.
The reason why he gave people a cold feeling was mainly because he was pressed for time. He spent most of his time writing every day and had no time to chat with others.
After thinking for a while, Zhu Yu opened the computer file and sent all the words he had typed to Su Wei.
Zhu Yu: "…This is my draft. Help me see if there are any problems."”
Su Wei received Zhu Yu's document and saw that there were nearly 200,000 words in it. He was dumbfounded.
"Young Master is awesome! I won't disturb you from writing. I'll help you review it!”
Su Wei suddenly felt like he had become an editor of a traditional publishing house, and he had to start the work of proofreading manuscripts.
At the same time, he was relieved. After all, there were so many drafts left. If there were any problems with Zhu Yu's later works, he could point them out.
It could be said that the popularity of this book was already stable, and his year-end bonus this year was also stable!
Zhu Yu ignored Su Wei.
He opened the webpage and saw that his " Gold-looting Notes " was at the top of the hits list and the flower list.
He felt much better when he saw a bunch of people enthusiastically discussing the plot and urging him to update.
To Zhu Yu, this book was mainly to earn capital. He didn't care if it could be published or if it could be developed into a follow-up IP.
However, this was a story that he had worked hard to write. He was happy to see so many people supporting him.
"This book should be able to generate revenue tomorrow. This money is what I value the most…Even if it can be published, it will probably take a few months for the money to arrive.”
Zhu Yu exhaled lightly. He knew that his life was finally on the right track.
When this book produced profits, it would be the moment of his rise in life.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。