Chapter 983: Chapter 983

"Can't you think of another way?"

Liu Zheng frowned and said.

"The Yuzao Qian family might not match up to our Da Jiang Family, but they're not far off. I'm just a junior, and he's the second-in-command of the family. The fact that he's willing to give me face already. If you think it's not enough, go talk to him yourself and see if he'll give you face."

"Of course he won't give me face, but our esteemed Fei Shibu's face, he's sure to give that."

He said with a cheeky grin.

"Why should I sell such a big favor just for your business?"

"Of course, I won't let you do it for free; feel free to state your conditions."

"I want to become a Platinum Author; can you do that?"

"How far are you from becoming a Platinum Author?"

"My commercial influence is more than enough, but to become a Platinum as a short story writer, I still need sufficient industry influence." Thᴇ link to the origɪn of this information rᴇsts ɪn novel⁂fire.net

"For instance, at least three or more Platinum Authors need to recommend me to the Writer Association, or someone needs to publish a paper on my novels in a journal with an impact factor of over 10."

Fei Shibu gave examples.

Platinum Authors lack neither money nor status and definitely won't easily help Fei Shibu with such things.

And journals with an impact factor over 10 are already high-level ones in reality, and such journals typically wouldn't accept mediocre papers.

"Of course, it's strict; otherwise, would I have been stuck as a renowned author for so long? I even approached a scholar in literary studies, hoping he'd help me publish a paper. In the end, that guy said my novel only had commercial value and no academic value. Hmph, what does he know! Without the membership fees from us high-sales authors, how would the association hold events or subsidize those critically acclaimed but commercially unsuccessful authors?"

Fei Shibu said indignantly.

"Pfft, exactly my foot. Can you do it or not? If you can't, don't take on this task."

"It's not impossible."

After a moment of pondering, he said.

The Fool is a Platinum Author, and the President certainly is too. With their help, finding a third shouldn't be much of a problem.

As long as the basic conditions are met, the President could approve it without much fuss.

Even if there are detractors, Liu Zheng could find a scholar to write a paper.

"You're planning to get The Fool's help, huh? Even if you gather enough Platinum recommendations, what about the paper?"

Fei Shibu, being smart, immediately guessed his plan.

"That's even simpler."

Liu Zheng's eyes twinkled as a plan formed in his mind.

Fei Shibu was a bit curious.

"As long as your novel has social influence, right?"

"No kidding, of course I know that. The key is how to give my novel social influence?"

Fei Shibu said with a hint of annoyance.

The Da Jiang Family may be considered noble in the Metropolis, but they're just nobility.

Just like in reality during WWI in Europe, which person of status couldn't trace back to a count or duke ancestor?

It's useful for connections, but genuinely doing something influential is very rare.

"It's simple; just have your novel's die-hard fans cause something with social impact."

Liu Zheng smirked devilishly.

"What are you planning? I'm warning you, I only want to become a Platinum Author, not be featured in a law and order newspaper."

"Relax, it won't involve you. If the die-hard fans can't, then the rabid haters can."

That clever mind in the sewer wasn't suggesting he cause trouble down there? Just blow up a whole section of the sewer and leave a complete set of Fei Shibu's novels at the scene.

Preferably with author photos, and deface all of Fei Shibu's faces. Then naturally, scholars would study the influence of Fei Shibu's novels on the perpetrator's mental health.

The more Liu Zheng did big things, the more scholars would study Fei Shibu's novels.

"Stop, no need, thank you. With your style of doing things, I'd be in the black cells of the Security Department long before I become a Platinum."

"I concede; just help me secure the recommendations of three Platinum Authors, can you do that?"

Fei Shibu, recalling his antics, backed down decisively.

"Of course I can. And about Lu Tong's matter?"

"I'll think of something. By the way, for helping me with such a big favor, isn't rescuing a pet not worth it?"

Fei Shibu queried oddly.

"You've helped me so many times before, it's only fair to help you. Plus, you're the novelist's best friend; helping you is like helping her. I never calculate cost-effectiveness when helping her."

Liu Zheng said with a smile.

When he first arrived at Bloody Restaurant, he didn't know anyone else, and it was the novelist who helped him with delivery orders, all of them three-hour long ones.

Additionally, it was the novelist who helped with saving the nightingale.

Besides Niu Ma and the French Plane Tree, the novelist's help had been the greatest in his early days.

A voice pitched like the novelist came from the side.

"The sour stench of love, so disgusting."

Fei Shibu hung up the phone in disgust.

"By the way, that coffin."

Mentioning The Fool and the President of the Writers Association, Liu Zheng suddenly remembered.

Nine Dragons Carrying Coffin, the Nine Dragons are set, but they still need a coffin to carry.

Although the President probably has preparations, it may not necessarily be better than Beiyin Heaven Repairing Coffin.