Let’s Squander A Billion First!

Chapter 1607: Chapter 1607: Wu Di Among Black Haters (38)

The first issue is the hassle, and the second is that the rules are clearly stated. If you make an exception for one person, what about the second and third?

So however the rules are written, that’s how you should operate.

The prize won for free, even if it can’t be converted into cash, is still a significant income, so Chuzheng received some Thank-You Cards...

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A month later.

An Ji’s book gradually reached the hands of each fan.

Soon people started posting pictures of the book on social media, imitating An Ji’s photo by writing their names and taking pictures.

Those unwilling to reveal their real names wrote their online usernames instead.

At first, it was all normal and sweet.

Later, perhaps single folks thought those in a relationship were being too much, and they began to write all sorts of other names.

Names like Xiao Hong, Xiao Ming... Goudan, Tiezhu...

Basically, there’s nothing they can’t write, only things you can’t think of.

#YouAreMyLittleSecret# The topic suddenly went viral.

The publishing house contacted An Ji and asked if he wanted to hold a signing event.

An Ji still refused.

”Why don’t you want to go?” Chuzheng asked him, a bit puzzled.

An Ji chuckled, ”I’m yours, how can I show myself to others?”

Upon hearing such words, most people would probably already be blushing. But Chuzheng responded calmly, ”You’re quite self-aware.”

This realization is just what a Good Person Card should have.

This way you’re not spoiled in vain.

As long as you’re obedient, buying you several GAI isn’t a problem!

An Ji muttered softly, ”Of course, if not, you wouldn’t like me.”

An Ji refused, so the publishing house approached Chuzheng instead.

Chuzheng respected An Ji’s wishes. If he wanted to go, he could, and if he didn’t, she wouldn’t force him.

The matter of the signing event had just passed when the publishing house came again with a question about copyrights.

Someone wanted to buy the film rights to An Ji’s book. Chuzheng asked An Ji, and when he said it could be sold, she entrusted someone to handle it.

Let someone else sell it?

Sell what? Can’t she buy it herself?

Chuzheng didn’t just buy it, she also set up a production and invested in making it.

An Ji was invited to be the scriptwriter. He hadn’t done this kind of work before, and initially stumbled a bit, thinking the crew might have complaints, but surprisingly, there was no negative feedback.

After all, it was An Ji’s first time, so Chuzheng also hired an experienced scriptwriter.

When Chuzheng came to visit the set, An Ji was discussing things with the scriptwriter, looking a bit worn out.

Chuzheng waited for their discussion to end outside, and after the scriptwriter left, she pushed the door open and went in.

An Ji, slouched on the table, brightened up upon seeing her, and sat up straight, ”Honey.”

Chuzheng: ”Tired?”

An Ji took a light breath and slowly exhaled, his fringe fluttering with the movement, ”No... Just found that this line of work is tough, completely different from writing a book.”

Chuzheng ruffled his hair twice, ”If you don’t like it, we can stop.”

”No, I want to do it.” An Ji didn’t notice Chuzheng’s action, his mind full of work, ”I really like my current job.”

”Not writing books anymore?”

”Yes, I will.” An Ji tilted his head, ”I like both.”

”You like so many things?” Do you like me more or work more? Tell me!

An Ji looked up at Chuzheng, his expression serious, ”But I only love you.” You can have many things you like, but love is unique, and no one can replace it.

Love...

Chuzheng’s eyes flickered slightly.

She gently patted his head, skipping over his statement, ”Pack up, I’ll take you out for food.”

”Oh.” An Ji didn’t have much to pack up, as he was just using this place alone. He just needed to lock up before leaving.

Chuzheng wasn’t visiting for the first time. Many people recognized her, knowing she was An Ji’s girlfriend. Normally, she shouldn’t be able to come and go so freely, but since the crew didn’t care, no one else did either.

While they were eating, An Ji received a call from the director, who said something was not quite right and asked him to come back for a discussion.

An Ji hadn’t finished eating yet, and Chuzheng asked him to hand her the phone.

An Ji was clearly confused, not knowing why Chuzheng wanted to talk to the director.

Besides, would the director even listen to her?

Despite his doubts, An Ji handed the phone to Chuzheng.

”Buy dinner for the entire crew,” Chuzheng gave an address, and without waiting for a response, she hung up.

An Ji: ”...”

The director indeed didn’t say a word because there wasn’t time.

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Chuzheng was the financier, she wasn’t afraid of wasting money, and the director, having nothing to fear, led people over in excitement.

The director brought two people over and exchanged pleasantries with Chuzheng.

An Ji’s confusion deepened, thinking... his girlfriend seemed really familiar with this director?

Since Chuzheng hadn’t mentioned these matters to An Ji, he had no idea who invested in this production.

Now, with the director’s attitude, An Ji started to suspect something.

The director left quickly, and Chuzheng turned her head and met An Ji’s gaze.

”What are you looking at me for?” Can you get full by looking at me?!

From the conversation earlier and the director’s attitude, An Ji could probably guess she had invested in it.

Following the normal plotline...

An Ji cautiously asked, ”Honey, are you... sponsoring me?”

”No.” Chuzheng casually peeled a shrimp for him, ”I’m supporting you.”

An Ji: ”...”

An Ji’s ears turned a little red, and he didn’t say anything else, concentrating on his meal.

Whatever Chuzheng gave him, he ate.

After the meal, Chuzheng hung out with An Ji for a while before dropping him back off at the set.

”Will you pick me up tonight?” An Ji held onto Chuzheng and asked.

”Don’t you have an assistant arranged for you?”

”But I want you to pick me up.” An Ji blinked his eyes, a slight sparkle in them, ”Pretty please?”

Chuzheng: ”...”

But I just want to lie down and rest.

Chuzheng took a deep breath, ”Alright.”

Taking care of such a pampered person.

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The drama premiered the next summer.

Since An Ji was the scriptwriter, the plot didn’t change much, and because his book inherently suited adaptation, even the original fans could hardly find fault with the storyline.

However, two actors’ performances were somewhat criticized due to not fitting the original characters and their lackluster acting.

Overall, though, it was the most popular show of the summer.

An Ji’s reputation soared, and people immediately showed interest in discussing other books of his.

Some even reserved his next work in advance.

With An Ji busier than ever, it became a bit tricky for Chuzheng to see him—though she wasn’t overly concerned.

In her free time, she’d find Yu Han to go on a shopping spree or something.

Only when truly bored would she seek out An Ji.

One day, Chuzheng went to An Ji’s study looking for something and saw An Ji’s ”I Have a Little Secret” on the desk with a bookmark inside.

Chuzheng hadn’t seen this bookmark before, so she casually took it out.

The bookmark matched the cover’s lily of the valley color scheme and had a sentence on it.

—I only met one.

Chuzheng raised an eyebrow and flipped to the page where the bookmark had been.

—In this lifetime, how many blessings can you encounter.

—I only met one.