Writing Web Novels In America-Chapter 193 - 191 Invitation

At 9 AM, New York International Airport.

Jack Dorsey, carrying his suitcase, walked out of the passenger terminal and saw the smiling face of Tom.

Dorsey warmly embraced Tom and casually asked, "Where’s Wang?"

"Ha," Tom’s mouth curled slightly, "Wang is undergoing training, preparing for tomorrow’s Twitter roadshow."

Dorsey, thinking of the brainwashing commercials that had been playing on television in recent days, laughed as well.

"Actually, Wang is quite photogenic."

Tom took the luggage and chatted with Dorsey as they walked.

"Of course. According to feedback from HBO, many viewers insisted on watching the commercial after ’Prison Break Special Forces.’"

"You know, the audience demographic for ’Prison Break Special Forces’ is now significantly different from ’Prison Break.’"

"This series’ viewership has predominantly shifted to males."

Tom opened the car door and both he and Dorsey got in the back seat.

After signaling the driver to start, he continued, "Can you imagine fans of ’Terminator’ seriously watching a commercial featuring a writer in a suit?"

"Moreover, Goldman Sachs and Morgan Stanley decided that the full version of the commercial is being broadcast on the major network’s financial and cultural channels."

"Haha, you can imagine," Tom chuckled, "Wang is about to become the idol of artistic women all across America."

Dorsey shook his head, adding seriously, "We shouldn’t discriminate against others because of their sexual orientation."

"You know, many gay people also possess a great sense of artistry."

Tom paused for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter.

"Hopefully in those people’s dreams, Wang is the masculine one."

Simultaneously, the famous writer Stephen King sat on his couch, opening mail while watching television. freewebnøvel.coɱ

He hadn’t written today because another short series adapted from his works was about to be aired on NBC.

"Hopefully, it’s not as deviated from the original work as ’Carrie,’" King muttered to himself.

Although the production team had invited him as a consultant, giving him some influence during shooting,

the existence of final cut rights meant that even he, one of America’s most celebrated writers, couldn’t be sure how his work would be adapted until it aired.

"Twitter roadshow, Wang?" Stephen King looked at the letter and shook his head, "A young writer with such a promising future, how could he completely lose himself on the path of businessmen."

Then, a voice from the television caught his attention.

"I am Wang Jian, I use Twitter to speak for myself..."

"Stephen, your phone." His wife quickly walked into the living room, "It’s a call from someone named George Martin."

King took the phone skeptically and heard a deep male voice.

"Mr. Stephen, did you receive the invitation Wang sent?"

"I did, but I won’t be going," he expressed his opinion concisely.

"Mr. Stephen, ’Carrie’ and ’Forrest Gump’ should serve as a wake-up call for us writers."

"Hollywood just wants to use our fame, without respecting our opinions," George Martin said seriously.

"I think Wang has seen this situation."

"That’s why this Twitter exists."

"According to Neil Gaiman, using this Twitter can effectively maintain communication with readers."

"At least, it gives us our own channel to voice."

Twitter, ’Carrie’, ’Forrest Gump’?

After hanging up the phone, Stephen King fell into deep thought.

For a top writer like him, money was no longer the primary measure for licensing his works.

If the adaptation’s direction deviates completely from the original, then the million-dollar licensing fee would seem more like an insult.

After pondering for a few minutes, he contacted his agent.

"Book me a ticket to New York, I need to have a talk with Wang Jian."

...

At EA headquarters, the vice president who had dealt with Wang Jian listened to reports from his subordinates.

"’Arcane Throne’ II’s internal testing has received positive reviews, and we can officially launch it in half a month."

"And our competitors?" the vice president sipped his coffee.

"Because of the plot design, they’ve encountered significant issues," a subordinate chuckled, "hence, ’Diablo II’ has officially announced a delay."

"Ha," the vice president’s lips uncontrollably curled up, "That’s the advantage of adapting a complete work into a game."

"Sir, a fax from wangwen.com," his secretary briskly walked into the office.

"That Asian bestselling author is going to do a roadshow for the IPO."

"Wangwen.com is going public?" the vice president murmured to himself.

Upon reviewing the fax, he was surprised and questioned, "What’s Twitter?"

"They say it’s an online communication tool," his secretary replied. "Would you accept the invitation to go to New York?"

The vice president thought for a moment and then nodded.

"There are many works on that website that are ideal for adaptation into games."

"Even if EA isn’t interested in this Twitter, maintaining a good relationship with them is still necessary."

"Okay," his secretary nodded, "Then I’ll go book your ticket."

Similar decisions were also being made by individuals like Richardson from Dark Horse Comics.

Of course, organizations such as HBO, Netflix, and Apple, which have intensive collaborations with the main shareholder of wangwen.com, would naturally attend the roadshow in New York out of courtesy.

...

Meanwhile, unlike the aforementioned enterprises, famous American investor Warren Buffett was more so influenced by the giants of Wall Street like Goldman Sachs and Morgan Stanley.

"Twitter?" He furrowed his brows slightly as he examined the information gathered by his subordinates.

Although the rise of internet companies had become an undisputed future trend on Wall Street,

Warren Buffett was not particularly interested.

"Highly valued companies without stable profit models are just a capital game," Buffett sighed internally, "like the Hanging Gardens of Ancient Babylon, beautiful yet fragile."

Moments later, he placed the file on his desk.

"However, the profit models of this wangwen.com are quite rich."

"Comics, films, games, paid readings...is this supposed to be a supplier of entertainment content?"

"Mr. Buffett, are you going to go?" his assistant asked quietly.

Buffett took a sip of his coffee, "Hmm, the Jewish consortium and Non-Jewish consortium recently had quite an unpleasant dispute, I might as well take a trip to Wall Street."

"And while I’m at it, meet this young writer named Wang Jian."

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