Chapter 5: Transvestite? Homosexual?

  Wang Wei saw Xue Bing die without loosening his mouth, smiled and drank a sip of tea, preparing to drop a heavy bombshell. "Editor Xue, if I tell you that I still have tens of millions of manuscripts, and I guarantee that this book can be written with at least 30-40 million words when it's finished, do you think the price I want is too high?"

  Xue Bingyi heard Wang Wei say that there were still several hundred thousand drafts, and Xue Bingyi had also read Wang Wei's drafts, which were indeed written very well. Suddenly, he relaxed a bit and said: "Mr. Wang, you said you have stored drafts, I wonder?"

  Wang Wei took out the manuscript of over 20,000 words from his bosom and placed it on the table when Xue Bing asked him. He smiled and said: "I have brought a manuscript of over 20,000 words, take a look first."

  Xue Bing took the manuscript from the table, scanned it twice, and after confirming that it was indeed "The Legend of Tang's Double Dragons", hesitated for a moment before gritting his teeth and saying: "Mr. Wang, I can offer you a maximum of 1,000 yuan per book as a manuscript fee, no more than that."

  Wang Wei heard Xue Bing say one thousand yuan per book, knowing that this was the highest price Xue Bing could offer. After all, he was a newly emerging and unknown martial arts author, and wanting Gu Long's price was not possible. He hesitated for a moment before smiling and saying: "Alright then, one thousand yuan it is. But I can only give you these manuscripts for now, let's publish the first six million words and see how the market reacts. I don't want to be known as someone who cheated your publishing house."

  Xue Bing knew that Wang Wei wanted to wait until he had gained fame before discussing the manuscript fee issue, after all, this kind of thing had happened to many authors. So he didn't mind and agreed to Wang Wei's request.

  After discussing the manuscript fee, the two of them chatted for a while until all the dishes were served. Wang Wei smiled and said: "Mr. Xue, hurry up and eat! If you don't eat, I'll have to finish this whole table of food by myself. After all, it's not easy to come across an opportunity to eat at someone else's expense."

  Xue Bing was amused by Wang Wei's humor and laughed, saying: "Since we've invited Mr. Wang, we're not afraid of Mr. Wang eating." On the contrary, after Xue Bing handed over the manuscript fee to Wang Wei, the two parted ways.

  Wang Wei rushed to the hospital with 3,000 yuan in manuscript fees, but when he arrived at the payment office, the nurse said that the money had already been paid.

  "Who paid the money? The Lin family? Their own family? It's obvious that neither of them has so much money?" With doubts in his mind, Wang Wei arrived at the ward and heard from a patient next to him that Mr. Lin had gone for surgery. When he arrived at the operating room, he found Lin Feng and her mother sitting anxiously on the bench outside the door.

  Lin's mother saw Wang Wei and immediately pulled him over, anxiously asking: "Ah Wei, you said your uncle is really okay, right?" Wang Wei replied with a relaxed face: "Auntie, don't worry, my uncle will be out in less than half an hour. It's just like scratching an itch." Lin's mother heard Wang Wei say this and immediately felt at ease.

  Wang Wei comforted Lin's mother again, and finally made her laugh heartily. He then took the opportunity to pull Lin Fengjiao aside and asked: "Was it you who paid for Uncle's surgery?" Originally, after listening to Lin's mother's words yesterday, Lin Fengjiao had already begun to change his feelings towards Wang Wei. At this time, seeing Wang Wei pulling himself aside, he thought that Wang Wei was going to say some sweet nothings to him. But unexpectedly, as soon as Wang Wei opened his mouth, he asked about the surgery fee. Lin Fengjiao was taken aback at first, and then remembered that the money was actually her salary for being a dancer at the hotel. Lin Fengjiao replied somewhat unnaturally: "What's the point of asking this?"

  As soon as Wang Wei heard Lin Fengjiao say this, he was certain that the money had been given by Lin Fengjiao. Thinking of Lin Fengjiao's past experience as a dancer, Wang Wei felt somewhat uncomfortable in his heart, and his tone also became somewhat stiff. "You earn only 70 or 80 yuan a month selling movie tickets, where did you get so much money?"

  Lin Feng was extremely dissatisfied with Wang Wei's tone of questioning, and mixed with some sadness. Her usual strong temper flared up, and she said loudly: "Yes, I'm useless, I couldn't earn money, so I went to be a dancer, what's wrong with that? The manager gave me half a year's salary, what's wrong with that?" After finishing speaking, she held back her tears and started sobbing quietly.

  Wang Wei had just fainted from anger, so he said that, but after saying it, he regretted it. At this time, seeing Lin Feng's tears, his mind came back to him.

  Lin Fengjiao walked up to Wang Wei's waist, and Lin Fengjiao, who was crying, saw Wang Wei's own waist, struggling and scolding: "Don't move me."

  "Just move, what's wrong with you? If you have the guts, bite me." Although Wang Wei was still a few centimeters shorter than Lin Fengjiao at this time, Wang Wei had more strength. A month of long-distance running and push-ups wasn't for nothing. Lin Fengjiao struggled for a while, couldn't get free, cursed "You rascal", and bit down hard on Wang Wei's shoulder.

  Wang Wei was bitten by Lin Fengjiao and gritted his teeth, saying: "Ah......, you are a dog, this is murdering your husband." Originally sniffling Lin Fengjiao was amused by Wang Wei's rogue appearance and smiled through tears: "Who is your wife, I am the one who belongs to the dog."

  Wang Wei saw Lin Feng smile and finally let out a sigh of relief, meanwhile secretly thinking to himself: "It seems that in the future it's better not to speak carelessly, otherwise I'll be bitten to death sooner or later."

  Lin Feng. After being bitten by Wang Wei, he was also amused by Wang Wei's "I'm a hooligan, who am I afraid of" expression, and the anger in his heart had all disappeared.

  Lin Feng's eyes were red as he stared at Wang Wei and asked, "Did it hurt earlier?" Wang Wei saw Lin Feng asking him, originally wanting to show off his own biceps, but as soon as he moved, he pulled on the spot where Lin Feng had bitten earlier. The pain made him gasp for air, but he still stubbornly said, "A small bite can't harm me, Great Hero Wang! In my younger years, I was known as the Eastern Unbeaten, a demon among men, who could punch down 70-year-old men and kick six-year-old children. What's a little flower cat like you compared to me?"

  Lin Feng couldn't help but laugh and turned away, gasping for air. After a while, she finally caught her breath. With a playful pout, she lightly punched Wang Wei's chest a few times and said, "Who are you calling Little Flower Cat?" "Mercy, female knight, mercy! Even if the female knight is a Little Flower Cat, it's still a beautiful Little Flower Cat."

  After playing for a while, they found a quiet place to sit down. Wang Wei held Lin Feng in his arms and said softly: "Can you promise me one thing?"

  "Uh-huh," Lin Feng said softly, "I don't want you to work as a dancer at the hotel, okay?" Lin Feng paused for a moment before saying, "Uh-huh, I promise you, after this period of time is over, I won't do it anymore."

  Wang Wei shook his head after listening to Lin Fengjiao's words and said, "I mean don't go for this period of time." "But..." Before Lin Fengjiao could finish her sentence, Wang Wei pulled out a stack of 100-dollar bills from his pocket with the Taiwan Bank logo printed on them. It looked like there were two or three thousand dollars, and she was suddenly shocked speechless.

  After a long time, he asked in a low voice: "Ah Wei, where did this money come from? Won't it be you...?" Lin Fengjiao originally wanted to say that it was stolen, but the words reached his lips and then swallowed back. Wang Wei saw Lin Fengjiao's words stuck in his throat, knowing that he must have misunderstood. He smiled and patted Lin Fengjiao's shoulder, saying: "Don't worry, your husband's money is more legitimate than anyone else's."

  Looking at Lin Feng's still skeptical face, Wang Wei shook his head and put on a self-deprecating expression, then explained: "Do you still remember how I didn't leave the house for over a month, squatting at home every day?" "Uh-huh" Lin Feng responded with a puzzled tone. "Actually, my not leaving the house for over a month was because I was writing martial arts novels, and this money is the manuscript fee." "Is what you're saying true?" "I wouldn't deceive you," seeing that Wang Wei didn't seem to be joking.

  Lin Fengjiao was slightly convinced. In the end, Wang Wei had no choice but to say that he could find an editor from Zhen Shan Mei Publishing House to prove it, which finally made Lin Fengjiao completely believe.

  As soon as Lin Feng got the money, he felt like he had instantly fallen into heaven, and Wang Wei's figure also became towering and boundless in Lin Feng's mind.

  Lin's father came out of the operating room soon, and it turned out that Wang Wei was right, Lin's father was not seriously injured. Leaving Lin's mother alone in the hospital to take care of Lin's father.

  Wang Wei and Lin Fengjiao arrived at the manager's office of the rich man's hotel. "Fang Jie, hello, I'm Lin Fengjiao's boyfriend," Wang Wei said with a smile as he greeted Fang Yue, who was originally going to go out to greet Chen Qili, also known as Duck Baizi, the head of the Bamboo Union.

  Who knew that just as I was about to leave, Wang Wei knocked on the door. "Sister Fang, this afternoon Feng Xiao borrowed 2,000 yuan from you for emergency use, I didn't know about it. Now I'm returning the money, and I don't want Feng Xiao to work here anymore. I hope you can forgive her."

  Fang Yue took the money from Wang Wei's hand, counted it and found that there were two hundred yuan more. She looked up at Wang Wei, who smiled and said: "Sister Fang can help Ah Feng at a critical moment, which is enough to be friends. This extra money will be considered as a friendship with Sister Fang."

  Fang Yue saw that Wang Wei was quite capable and put away the money, immediately smiling: "Alright, sister will acknowledge you as a friend."

  "Come on, sister will take you out for a couple of drinks." "Forget it, some other time." As Wang Wei spoke, he gave Fang Yue a knowing glance. Fang Yue took a look at Lin Fengjiao who was standing behind Wang Wei looking uncomfortable and smiled saying: "Alright then, sister won't keep you any longer, I still have to go entertain guests."

  When Wang Wei came out of the hotel with Lin Feng, he bumped into a young man who looked refined and elegant. The moment the young man saw Wang Wei, he suddenly froze in place, his eyes bursting with an unusual glow.

  Feeling someone was staring at him, Wang Wei turned his head and found a man staring at him motionlessly. Feeling the heat of that person's gaze, three words suddenly flashed in Wang Wei's mind: "Brokeback Mountain". He couldn't help but shudder. Pulling Lin Fengjiao along, he quickened his pace by several strides.

  It wasn't until Wang Wei had disappeared that the young man came back to his senses, only to find that Wang Wei was gone. At this time, a young man with a somewhat fierce aura walked up to him and said, "Big brother, what are you doing? Why don't you go in and have some drinks instead of standing at the bathroom door looking like a fool?" "A Dun, guess who I just met?" "Who? Don't tell me it was a beautiful woman who made your soul fly away?"

  "Screw you, whatever. You'll know next time we meet." The elegant young man said with a smile, then followed the youth named Adun back to their private room where they were drinking earlier.

  Wang Wei turned back with a charming gaze: Big brother and sister, is it recommended? Is it collected well? It seems that the new book has already reached twenty, so please spare some for me, little brother! Let the pervert come more fiercely!