Prodigal System in the Flourishing City

Chapter 66: Chapter 66 I, Feng Lei, Will Never Write Novels Again in This Lifetime [Please Collect, Please Recommend]

Although Lu Xiaobu’s words sounded scary, the group of authors knew he was just playing with them.

After getting over that initial rush, they were not only not afraid, but some were even a bit excited.

After all, editors are their immediate superiors on regular days, whose words were absolute.

But now, they might each get personal guidance from an editor, which was truly blissful.

At this moment, Lu Xiaobu spoke again.

”Of course, everyone knows that we were just having fun just now, but now let’s get serious!”

Lu Xiaobu nodded: ”Aside from the hundred per thousand characters, as long as you complete the tasks, you won’t have to worry about daily meals. Just tell us what you want to eat two hours in advance, and we guarantee it will be delivered to you. And of course, you will stay in the villa, which will be enough for you.”

”Thank you, Young Master Bu!”

The authors cheered all at once.

Just the hundred per thousand characters was already exciting enough!

You should know, that’s an annual income of seven hundred twenty thousand RMB!

And now they even get free food and lodging, how awesome is that!

”Not only that, as long as you complete the tasks, I won’t restrict your personal lives. And each week, each of you will have one opportunity to seek inspiration,” continued Lu Xiaobu.

”What does seeking inspiration mean?” asked Radish, puzzled.

”Like, if you want to write about mountains, or rivers, but can’t find the feel, just tell us in advance, and we can take you to see famous mountains and great rivers,” said Lu Xiaobu nonchalantly.

”Hiss!”

All the authors took a sharp breath, looking at each other.

A dizzy feeling appeared in their heads, as if they were drunk.

What does seeking inspiration mean?

Simply put, it’s like having a trip every week!

On top of the previous annual income of seven hundred twenty thousand RMB, everyone here, without exception, would be earning over a million per year!

Such treatment!

Such enjoyment!

Even an Emperor wouldn’t exchange for it!

If it wasn’t for Young Master Bu in front of them...

If it wasn’t for the five thousand RMB they had already received...

Even with a contract, they would never believe such a pie-in-the-sky deal!

”Alright, the reward part is over, now let’s talk about the punishment,” said Lu Xiaobu.

This statement was like a bucket of cold water, chilling the authors from head to toe.

Yes, such high rewards were definitely not for the lazy.

There must be punishments.

They looked at each other, all bracing for a hefty fine!

”My punishment is quite terrifying!”

Lu Xiaobu looked around, his eyes fierce.

Seeing Lu Xiaobu’s gaze, they all trembled, wishing they could huddle together for warmth!

Could there be more than just a fine?

Lu Xiaobu was pleased with their expression and said ’menacingly’:

”Those who produce less than twenty thousand words a day will only have one meal. Those under ten thousand will only have a piece of bread and a cup of water. Those under five thousand will have nothing to eat. And those without a single word will not be allowed to use the toilet! Of course, if the quality isn’t there, it doesn’t count either!”

”Thump!”

The whole group fell backwards, agonized!

Oh my Young Master!

Is this the terrifying punishment you mentioned?

It’s horrifying!

”Alright, alright, go and do your writing,” said Lu Xiaobu, waving his hand: ”Since we’ve just arrived today, each of you write four thousand words. The twenty thousand word count task starts from tomorrow.”

”Yes!”

The authors immediately saluted and rushed toward the tiny dark room.

They didn’t forget to lift up Fenglei Cooking Wine, who was lying aside.

Lu Family’s living room.

Lu’s father wore a conflicted expression: ”This is actually my first time seeing Xiaobu squandering money! Damn, it really hurts!”

Lu Hongbin nodded quickly, also feeling immense heartache: ”Yes! Yes! It’s terrifying. One million just to read a novel? There are a total of twelve people here! Twelve million a year? Is that just for a few novels?”

Lu Wenhuo curled his lips: ”What’s the use of you feeling heartache? You need to know that Xiaobu doesn’t need to spend our money now. With just his cola factory, he could support another ten or twenty people with ease!”

Lu Hongbin stared at Lu Wenhuo: ”A guy who’s never earned a penny has no right to say such things.”

Lu’s father nodded: ”That’s right, the most useless one now is you, second child. Look at Xiaobu.”