“Miss Lin, we meet again.” A man with the same hairstyle as Wang Hongyu—one of those absolute top-tier powerhouses—came into the reception room and greeted “Lin Shuwen” warmly.
Lin Shuwen had already told Luo Ming about Lawyer Qin’s situation in advance.
This Lawyer Qin was a friend of Sister Shan’s. Every contract Lin Shuwen had signed since entering the industry had gone through this Lawyer Qin.
Lawyer Qin also came from a prestigious family—his mentor even had the qualifications to participate in constitutional amendments.
Today, Lin Shuwen brought Luo Ming to see Lawyer Qin precisely because she was already prepared to let Sister Shan know that Luo Ming had come to Shanghai.
As it happened, Luo Ming also wanted to meet Sister Shan.
Plants vs. Zombies was about to launch soon. To be honest, last time 2048 became such a hit so smoothly, Lin Shuwen’s ten million followers on Weibo had helped a great deal.
Luo Ming had gotten a taste of that sweet success. This time, he still wanted Lin Shuwen to help promote Plants vs. Zombies—ideally even do a cosplay or something to catch fans’ attention.
But after what happened last time, neither Luo Ming nor Lin Shuwen dared to go over Sister Shan’s head and do this on their own.
So if they wanted Lin Shuwen’s help with promotion, they definitely needed Sister Shan’s approval.
With that in mind, Lin Shuwen had directly brought Luo Ming to Lawyer Qin’s office.
Then Luo Ming put on an act, pretending to be very familiar with Lawyer Qin, and stood up to say: “Lawyer Qin, long time no see. ‘Luo Ming’ would like to introduce you—this is Qin Zekun, Lawyer Qin, a partner at this law firm and a well-known commercial attorney in the industry.”
“Miss Lin, you flatter me. President Luo, your company’s 2048 is quite interesting. I’ve actually been playing it recently. I never expected to meet the developer behind the game.” With that, Lawyer Qin extended his hand toward “Luo Ming.”
“Luo Ming” also reached out and shook hands with Lawyer Qin, then said: “Lawyer Qin, we’ll be counting on you for this contract.”
Qin Zekun nodded and took the folder from “Luo Ming”‘s hands, flipping through it.
As Lawyer Qin read, he asked about the cooperation terms both sides had agreed on verbally.
After confirming the basic details, he began drafting the contract.
It took over two hours in total, but the contract was finally done.
“Lawyer Qin, this afternoon we’ll have to trouble you to come with us to Fudan University.”
“No problem at all, Miss Lin. President Luo, if you don’t mind, how about having a simple meal at our law firm?”
“Your firm has a cafeteria?” Lin Shuwen asked curiously.
“It’s a cafeteria opened jointly by several companies in this building. The food’s actually pretty good.”
“Wenwen, what do you think?”
Luo Ming was a little speechless. Lin Shuwen asking that was obviously her way of telling him to just eat at the law firm and to agree to it.
Since Lin Shuwen had put it that way, Luo Ming naturally wouldn’t object. He followed her lead and said: “It might be a bit awkward for me to go to the cafeteria directly.”
“That’s no problem. I’ll have my assistant bring a portion up for Miss Lin and President Luo.”
“Then we’ll have to trouble you, Lawyer Qin.”
“No need to be so polite. Miss Lin, you’re a regular client of our firm, so you definitely get special treatment. Just tell me whatever you and President Luo would like to eat.”
“I’m not picky—anything’s fine,” said “Luo Ming.”
“Lawyer Qin, I need to maintain my figure, so something light would be good.”
“Understood. Please wait a moment, both of you.” With that, Lawyer Qin left the VIP reception room.
“Sister Shan’s call should be coming soon, right?” Luo Ming deliberately lowered his voice and asked Lin Shuwen.
“With Sister Shan’s temper, she’ll call as soon as she gets the news,” Lin Shuwen replied quietly as well.
“Then I’ll talk to Sister Shan the way we agreed yesterday?”
“That works.”
Luo Ming nodded and quietly waited for the phone to ring.
Just as Lin Shuwen predicted, about ten minutes later, her phone rang.
Lin Shuwen gave Luo Ming a look. Luo Ming picked up Lin Shuwen’s phone and answered the call.
“Lin Shuwen, when you said you had something to do and needed to postpone the announcement, you meant accompanying some business partner of yours to Old Qin’s place to draft a contract?” Sister Shan asked furiously.
“Sister Shan, don’t be mad! I just didn’t dare tell you the details because I was afraid you wouldn’t agree!” Luo Ming imitated Lin Shuwen’s tone.
Lin Shuwen got goosebumps listening to it. Luo Ming’s tone was fine, but his voice was a bit off—too forced and cutesy. It made her very uncomfortable.
Sister Shan clearly didn’t like “Lin Shuwen”‘s tone either. With a dark expression, she said: “Be normal. Let me ask you—how much money did you actually invest in this company? Don’t give me that 500,000 crap. Could 500,000 make you this invested?”
Hearing that, Luo Ming couldn’t help glancing at Lin Shuwen. This woman really had a knack for reading people! Yesterday she’d told Luo Ming that Sister Shan would definitely guess her investment was more than 500,000 once she knew Lin Shuwen had brought Luo Ming to see Lawyer Qin. Lin Shuwen had even specially prepared an answer for this question.
“Sister Shan, you really do have sharp eyes—your insight is truly unmatched. I—”
“Cut the flattery and tell me the truth.” Sister Shan said on the other end, though her tone had already softened quite a bit. Clearly, she enjoyed “Lin Shuwen”‘s praise.
“Sister Shan, in this one year since I entered the industry, I’ve earned over 9.7 million in total. After buying a house and renovating it and all that, I had 5 million left. I put all 5 million in.”
Sister Shan was silent for about ten seconds before speaking again. This time her tone was very complicated: “You really are bold! Aren’t you afraid of losing it all?”
“If I lose it, I’ll just treat it like I worked for nothing for a year! Besides, I have a lot of confidence in my friend. Sister Shan, do you know how much 2048, the game I helped advertise before, has earned?”
“That game’s only been online for five or six days, right?”
“Right.”
“So, 500,000?”
“Sister Shan, the game’s net income so far is 3 million.”
“Clatter—” There was the sound of something shattering on Sister Shan’s end, followed by her asking in utter shock: “It really made 3 million?”
“Really. And this game is just a test run. In January next year, Luo Ming’s company is going to release something they spent more than two years polishing. Luo Ming wants to talk to you about having me help promote it.”
Sister Shan went silent again. After quite a while, she finally asked: “Wenwen, tell me honestly—with 5 million invested in this company, how many shares do you have?”
“I have as many shares as Luo Ming does.”
“Split evenly? All right, I understand. Tomorrow—no, tonight—I’m coming to your place. Tell him to come too. I’ll discuss the cooperation with him.”
“Thank you, Sister Shan.”
“Don’t thank me yet. Let’s get one thing straight first: you can’t neglect the album release because of this company. If anything goes wrong with the album, you’ll be in big trouble.” With that, Sister Shan hung up.
Luo Ming put down the phone and looked at Lin Shuwen with a complicated expression: “How did you do that? The things Sister Shan would say, the questions she’d ask—you were pretty much spot on. I felt like Sister Shan was following a program you’d written.”
