Spiritualist In Korea

  While Li Mo was recuperating at home, his novel "My Alien Boyfriend" was quietly released.

  Han Seung-ho and SK Publishing House had a good plan.

Taking advantage of the huge popularity brought to Li Mo by the hot sale of 'Pink Dream' and the vicious kidnapping incident, as soon as the novel was released, although there was no sales volume against the sky, for the market where the sales of physical books were gradually shrinking, there were 13,000 copies a week. The sales volume is enough to satisfy SK Publishing House.

   And the competitors of SK Publishing House were all slandered in their hearts. Han Shenghao had a bad luck, but he was taken advantage of again.

   But fortunately, Li Mo was unable to hold an autograph due to his injury to expand his influence.

  SK Publishing House, Deputy Editor's Office.

  Han Shenghao is on the phone with Li Mo.

   "Writer Li, the sales of the novel are very good. Earlier, we reserved a share of 50,000 copies from the printing house. It seems that we need to adjust it now and increase it to 70,000 copies."

   "Then I'm not a popular writer now?" Li Mo made a joke.

   "Forget it, but it's better that the next works should have similar popularity, otherwise outsiders will say that you are exhausted."

  Han Shenghao kindly reminded Li Mo that too many rookie writers' debut works were very popular, but they did not continue.

  The second work was gone, and then it was replaced by a newcomer.

   "It's okay, writing is my hobby, and I don't care what other people gossip about." Li Mo's mentality is very positive. He was originally a street writer.

   "Writer Li has a really good mentality." Han Shenghao praised, as if he asked casually, "I wonder if Writer Li has any ideas for new works."

  Li Mo smiled playfully, "I have nothing to do at home recently, and I have a good idea. As for what to do, I have to think about it."

   "Really? If you trust me, Writer Li might as well share it with me, maybe I can give you some advice?" Han Shenghao asked carefully.

   "It doesn't matter, it's just a preliminary idea, there's no need to keep it secret. I'm going to write a story about the rich second generation, the heir of a big consortium and a poor heroine, that's about it."

  Han Shenghao paused and said calmly: "The character composition is a bit tacky, but if the plot is arranged properly, it shouldn't be too bad. I trust Writer Li's writing style."

   "Hehe, let's take the words of the editor-in-chief Han."

   Hanging up the phone, Li Mo laughed at himself, not too bad, which means not very good.

   It seems that Han Shenghao is not optimistic about such a character composition.

  Li Mo looked at the outline of the novel that he had begun to conceive, shrugged, whocare?

   It doesn't matter what editor you are, whether you like it or not, Li Mo only writes novels that he is interested in.

  The source of inspiration for the novel was Li Mo’s own personal experience during this period.

  Whether it is a rich second-generation with a deep background like Zheng Yuncheng, a desperado like Hong Tianhui, or a snob like Kim Hyun-soo.

   Having personally experienced some plots that only happened in TV dramas or movies before, Li Mo felt more deeply.

   Of course, fiction will not be as dark as the real world.

  The main body is still the old-fashioned plot of a tall, rich and handsome boy's pig's feet attacking a poor Cinderella.

  How to write well depends on Li Mo's ability to control the plot. In this regard, he is very confident.

   But before that, he needs to find someone to collect information.

   The second generation of Zheng Yuncheng is Li Mo's goal.

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"Yeah, if you have time, why don't you create more wines of the same level as 'Pink Dream'? What kind of novels do you want me to provide you with information?" Zheng Yuncheng couldn't figure it out, someone like Li Mo who is not doing his job properly, Why did God favor him so much, and let him have a genius like a monster, but was squandered by him at will.

   "What about you? Why don't you manage the family business for your father?" Li Mo's rebuttal left Zheng Yuncheng speechless.

   "I have a special reason." Zheng Yuncheng's family is so big, and he is not the heir, so he naturally follows the principle of doing less and making less mistakes, and not doing well.

   "Then I rely on 'Pink Dream' enough to make my life worry-free, why should I ask for trouble."

   Li Mo's reasons were equally strong, but Zheng Yuncheng was speechless.

   "Ok, you won."

   "If you have anything to ask, just ask, I will accompany Huili later."

   Zheng Yuncheng lifted the cup, took a sip of the fragrant coffee, and said impatiently.

"OK."

  Li Mo took out his notebook and voice recorder, and bombarded Zheng Yuncheng with a series of questions prepared early in the morning.

   Time passed between a question and an answer.

   "Okay, that's it. The novel time doesn't need to be too real, the rest, you can imagine it yourself."

   Zheng Yuncheng advised Li Mo to stop in moderation, some things are shameful in his circle. If Li Mo was allowed to write in the novel, it would not help him, but hurt him.

   "Okay, that's enough." Li Mo closed the recorder and opened his mouth with a sigh, "Brother Yuncheng, your second-generation circle is really complicated."

   Zheng Yuncheng smiled, "Our circle is complicated? Then ask yourself, is your own circle complicated?"

   "It's not who you are now, it's you who thought about it for yourself before you came to Korea."

  Li Mo suddenly understood what Zheng Yuncheng wanted to say. It's not that the second-generation circle is complicated, it's a place where there are only people, no matter what the surface is, you can clearly know what everyone thinks in their hearts?

   Maybe someone will laugh at you, but most likely he will stab you in the back.

"Been taught a lesson."

   "Small meaning, it's almost time, I'll go first." Zheng Yuncheng waved his hand indifferently.

   He is optimistic about Li Mo's potential, and is willing to make friends with him. Naturally, he hopes that he will get better and better. Maybe he may have to rely on him in the future?

   Zheng Yuncheng left, leaving Li Mo alone to think about life.

   But he looks kind of funny with one hand in a plaster cast and posing as a 'thinker'.

   The two girls who had just walked into the cafe couldn't help laughing when they saw his appearance.

   The crisp laughter brought Li Mo back to his senses.

   "It's you, what a coincidence."

  The people here are Victoria and Krystal.

   "Yeah, how's your injury? When I saw the news, I almost freaked out. I didn't expect the law and order in Seoul to be so bad."

  Victoria took the arrogant Krystal and sat down opposite Li Mo.

   "Forget it, it was the darkest experience in my life."

   "Hee hee, then why didn't you, the chief president, hire a few bodyguards?" Victoria asked curiously.

   "Please, right there!"

   Li Mo pointed to his Porsche Cayenne, and Li Zhengyu was sitting in the car waiting for him.

   "O local tyrant, treat yourself quickly!"

  Victoria is also quite familiar with cars, and recognized the Porsche Cayenne at a glance, knowing that it is very valuable, and made a joke to Li Mo.

Krystal on the    side didn't care about his arrogant and arrogant appearance, and he squinted at him secretly, feeling quite envious. But thinking of my current income, it will take a long time to buy such a car.

   "Okay, but what's delicious here? Oh, someone told me just now that the dessert is pretty good. What do you want to eat?"

"mango pudding!"

  Krystal spoke suddenly, causing Li Mo and Victoria to look at her magically.

   This little iceberg finally spoke up.