C253 Annual Session
C253 Annual Session
Mainly because Ye Mo was aware that it was impossible for web novel to earn that much money from writing the script, so he was surprised to see such a long string of data.
Only then did Ye Mo remember that he always took a quick look at the script before when the money came in. After all, he had a lot of income and didn't pay attention to how much it was. He felt it was just pocket money at most.
So he immediately took out his phone to check those incoming messages. On average, there were around two million messages a month.
Unknowingly, he had used this "pocket money" along with his other income to make a movie!
At that moment, his phone rang. It was the editor, Liusu.
"Great devil, why didn't you reply to my message?"
she called over the phone as soon as it was picked up.
"Ugh …"
Ye Mo recalled that during this period of time, he had never logged on his QQ. Aside from the phone, QQ was the only tool that Liusu could use to get in touch with him.
Ye Mo immediately explained: "I've been visiting relatives in my hometown recently, there's no net in the mountain so …"
"It's fine. There's still time anyway."
"What time?"
"It's the annual meeting. Our company is having the annual meeting on the day of the Spring Festival Gala. We've already realized that you are the new King, so we're going to give you a big prize!
And then it's to sign you a contract with a God. "
"Going to the capital?"
"Hmm, afraid of trouble?"
"You promised to treat me to a big meal, are you trying to be lazy?"
"Alright, give me the time and address. I'll be there earlier then."
Then, Liusu gave him an address and a few more words before ending the conversation.
At this moment, everyone in the Dragon Palace was discussing whether or not the great demon of the city would participate in the annual meeting of the Moon Language, and there were also a few posts discussing Mo Ye's nomination for the Nobel Prize.
Not long after, Ye Mo received a call from Huamin Daily , which was edited by Ding Yushan.
"Mr. Mo, the people from the Nobel Peace Prize department said they are coming to China to visit you, and they contacted our daily newspaper. From the looks of it, you have already won the award. Can you meet them?"
"Peace Prize? You really want to send it to me? "
"Ugh …" Right now, we are only doing a face-to-face interview with you. Actually, there are still a lot of investigations into this award.
But this time, they want to see you. This is the last investigation. After that, they will give you a comprehensive evaluation. "
"Interesting, where are they now?"
"We're still in the capital. If you agree, we'll fly over to meet you right away."
"I think it's better if I go over and show some respect to my international friends. I'll be there about two days ago. "
"That's great. I'll book you a hotel right away."
"Oh right, let's book a hotel here …"
Ye Mo sent the tassel to the annual meeting hotel to tell Ding Yushan.
"OK, OK!"
Their [Huamin Daily] naturally had to cover the entire interview, so they were very willing to reimburse for the expenses.
At the beginning, Ye Mo really didn't feel anything about the Nobel Peace Prize.
If you have the money, you should donate more to those who need it.
He had to make such a big fuss to raise the status of others and at the same time raise it as well.
If it wasn't for the fact that he had to treat Liusu to a big meal, Ye Mo wouldn't even be bothered to meet these people.
"Liusu's voice is pretty sweet, I wonder how she looks like? "Don't just listen to the sound of the voice and not see each other."
In the next two to three days, Ye Mo would do whatever he needed to do during the first two days of the Lantern Festival.
Everything was arranged according to plan. On the fourteenth day of the first month, Ye Mo flew to the capital.
They would arrive in about two to three hours by plane. There was a special car for the [Huamin Daily] there.
Ye Mo was wearing a mask, so he didn't want others to know what he looked like.
"Mr. Mo, if your schedule is really tight, we can immediately arrange for you to meet with the visiting group with the Nobel Prize."
The one in charge of sending Ye Mo off was a twenty-something year old sister, who said to Ye Mo on the car.
Actually, it was from the "mail garbage" that she found Ye Mo's article, "My Free Dream".
Her name was Jiang Nanyi, and she was pretty good-looking.
"It's alright, I have plenty of time."
"That's good, we'll send you to the hotel later.
If you have any special requests, you can also ask me. I will be in charge of your daily life! "
"Special Requirements …" Ye Mo said meaningfully.
"Ah …" No, I mean that... "Aiyah, I can't explain it!" Looking at her nervous expression, she seemed really cute.
"Hur hur, what are you thinking about? I don't have any other intentions!"
"Phew, that's good …" Preparing for the Lantern Festival, I'll treat you to dumplings!
The south probably hasn't seen this thing before, right? "
Since she had never been out of town before, she had thought that the southern region was for eating Yangzhou Fried Rice!
"I might not be used to food from the north, would you mind giving it to me now?"
"Alright, I'll eat the most delicious dishes..." "Uh, what did you say?" Jiang Nan's face suddenly turned red.
"What's wrong?"
"You … Playing dumb? How dare you tease me! "
She raised her fist. Northern girls have the potential to be women.
"You promised to give it to me!"
"Oh my god, are all the people who win the award so forward-looking?"
"Of course. Have you ever seen a person who is too conservative get a reward?"
"I'm not going to chat with you anymore. I'm going to be tricked by you again."
Soon, they arrived at that hotel. After settling down at Mo Ye's place, Jiang Nan ran back to the company as if he was escaping. She always felt that Ye Mo had a deep plan.
Actually, the authors of the "Lunar Language" would always be arranged to be in their rooms, but there were many of them.
Ye Mo wasn't familiar with the other authors, and he felt that they didn't seem to have any impulsive interest in each other, but in private, he hated each other to the point that he didn't know why.
A scholar's hatred was very scary, slightly different. If they could make a relationship so old that they could not get along together with each other, it was very likely that they would write each other down in a book. If this book happened to be on fire, it would be hard to wash it off.
Therefore, Ye Mo didn't want to live with those people.
The annual meeting was starting tomorrow, so Ye Mo didn't want to go out and play, so he played on his phone in the hotel.
He saw a piece of news online about a group of traditional writers in Beijing who wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to get together. Mo Ye had become their spiritual leader, and it was also the time for the annual meeting of the "representatives of online literature".
So this group of traditional writers, in order to express their disdain for them, gave a party at the same hotel across the hall.
Trying to improve your reputation in this way will also help those mindless typists recognize themselves and avoid mentioning themselves as "writers".
Because they, especially the "City Devil" who had made a lot of money, did not deserve it.