Moral Superiority Is Great, but It Can't Make Money-Book Friend, I Am Your Uncle, Naming Rights Additional Update 25

When James received Cook's call, he was still tutoring the kids with their homework. He was one of the few "highly educated" people among the Truck Driver. Of course, "highly educated" doesn't mean he went to university or anything like that. He just finished high school and then attended a technical school for a year.

This technical school is not the kind of technical training class set up in a factory to fraudulently obtain special education subsidies, but a legitimate technical school where students learn truck driving and basic truck repair skills.

Cook and his group learned their car repair skills from James. He may not be the most conspicuous one in the group, but he is an important core member of the small group.

People sometimes consult him when they have problems because he has the highest level of education.

James's family didn't have a telephone. Installing a telephone doesn't actually cost much, but the problem is that installing one doesn't have any real value.

No one would contact him all day, and he didn't need to contact others all day, so most ordinary families didn't have telephones, but they did have "telephones"—public telephones.

There's a Phone Booth about every 100 meters. When people fill out their home phone numbers, they also fill in the phone number for this Phone Booth. When the Phone Booth rings, people on the street answer it, and then...

"James, your phone!" A scream, as if something terrible had happened, came from outside the window. A line that shouldn't have appeared on James's child's homework had appeared.

James straightened up, walked to the window, and looked at his neighbor standing outside the Phone Booth, phone in one hand, looking at him as well. His voice was a little softer as he said, "Your phone, James!"

"I'm not deaf!" he complained, but his tone wasn't actually one of complaint, but rather one of gratitude.

This is the neighborhood and life of ordinary people. They rarely say thank you properly, and sometimes they even use "Ma Refake" or the middle finger to express their gratitude. But they understand gratitude and how to be thankful better than those seemingly respectable but actually immoral people in Upper Class.

When he appeared at the reception, he already had a thin pancake wrapped in newspaper in his hand. If you didn't care about the ink stains it might get on, it would definitely be a delicious treat.

The neighbor took the pancake, bumped shoulders with him, handed him the phone, and then strolled away, munching on the pancake.

Nobody had a job, and they didn't know what to do besides wandering the streets all day. If they were at home, the women would berate them for their laziness and tell them to go out and find a job. God knows why these women forgot about issues like equality at this time.

After answering the phone, James nodded quickly a few times and hung up. It was Cook calling, Cook told him to go to a place right now. James silently memorized the address.

Most drivers, whether car drivers or Truck Driver, have a remarkable ability: they can quickly locate a place in their minds based on detailed address information, and even "see" the scenery around the location.

He stood downstairs, said a few words to his family, and then left in a hurry.

With Lin Qi paying his salary, his life is not as difficult as it was before, and the atmosphere between him and his wife has become much more harmonious.

Around 9 p. m., James arrived outside the villa. Facing the huge, luxurious villa, James was very nervous. He flexed his hands; both palms were sweaty and felt sticky and uncomfortable.

He intended to wait for the sweat on his palms to dry before going in, but unexpectedly, Cook came out to greet him, so he had no choice but to wipe the sweat from his palms on his pants.

"Is there something important that you need to see me so late?" James asked in a low voice on the way.

Cook's expression was a little strange. "Don't you often tell us stories? Your chance has come!"

In fact, he didn't think James could win the favor of these big shots, and he felt a little envious and jealous because he knew very well that once James succeeded, he would become different from these people.

Actually, Cook is overthinking it. Even if James becomes a screenwriter, he won't become that important, because screenwriters are the least valuable profession!

Yes, it's the least valuable.

The Director protested, but the capitalists compromised.

The actors protested, and the capitalists gave in.

The staff behind the scenes protested, but the capitalists eventually gave in.

Film critics, who actually have little to do with the movies, also protested, and the capitalists eventually gave in.

When the screenwriters started making trouble, the capitalist pointed to the door and told them, "Get out of my sight immediately!"

Well, although he didn't know, he still couldn't stop himself from feeling a little envious and jealous. He didn't want him to succeed, nor did he believe it.

But as a good friend, he also hoped that James could succeed, at least he still had some hope in his heart.

He briefly explained the situation, but instead of becoming more relaxed, James became even more nervous.

He knew this was an opportunity to change his life, and he wouldn't give it up, nor did he want to.

With a confused mind, James appeared in the villa's Living Room accompanied by Cook. At this Living Room, in addition to Lin Qi, the young boss, there were two other bosses who looked very wealthy, as well as some fashionable young people.

They may not be very wealthy, but there is an arrogance on their faces, an expression that James has seen on the faces of some college students. It is a kind of pride in oneself and contempt for the world. After all, in this era, people who can afford to go to college are not from the lowest social class.

He became even more nervous. Lin Qi poured him a glass of wine and had Cook bring it to him. "Don't be nervous. We invited you here because we want to talk to you. But first, please look at a script and tell us what you think of it."

Cook gave James the glass of drinks and the script, and the latter drank some and immediately relaxed.

It wasn't actually the alcohol that had the effect; it was just a psychological suggestion. He did it on his own and it had nothing to do with the alcohol. Society as a whole has a similar conditioned reflex.

He read it very carefully, and after about ten minutes, he closed the script and sighed heavily. "A very good script. The author must have referenced some myths or religious stories when writing it. It is full of metaphors."

Little Fox and his classmates and alumni smiled, but the smiles didn't last long before James made them put their smiles away again.

"This kind of script could win awards, but audiences don't like it. Audiences want relaxation and fun..."

He forced himself to speak his mind. In the past two years, he had written some scripts and sold them to film companies and Director' guilds. In fact, he couldn't do that at the very beginning.

Like the screenwriter, he wanted to prove himself artistically. All his scripts were rejected until he studied many blockbuster movies and began to abandon some of his convictions. Then he succeeded.

He successfully marketed his script and became one of the candidates for film studios or Director' guilds, so he was qualified to evaluate the script.

Lin Qi nodded with satisfaction. "So, do you think it's important to make this story engaging?"

James was much more relaxed, and this was one of his strengths; he wasn't nervous. "Cut off the complicated plot, simplify the story, add some trendy elements: aliens, spaceships, highway killings, ketchup, and naked actresses..."

"Adult content?" One of the scriptwriters scoffed. He didn't say anything more, but his words and sneer seemed to mock James, the guy who had commented on their work, for ultimately having only this much ability.

Relying on sensory stimulation to grab the audience's attention is the most vulgar approach, and one that they would never choose to do.

James seemed to perform much better than Lin Qi had imagined when facing these young people, who were still college students. He didn't retaliate angrily or hurl insults, but instead waved the script in his hand with a tone of amusement, saying, "This is also an adult-level script."

Those who were mocking him immediately fell silent, their expressions turning sour. The investors had rejected their script outright, and their peers looked down on them, which annoyed them.

One of them stepped forward, took the script back from James, gave Lin Qi and Mr. Fox a contemptuous smile that seemed to say, "You'll realize how incredibly stupid your choice was later," and then said goodbye and left.

The others also got up to say goodbye. Since Fox couldn't secure any investment, there was no need for them to waste any more time there.

Little Fox was a little embarrassed. In fact, by this point he knew that these classmates and alumni were here to attract investment or to scam money. This made him very embarrassed because he had previously questioned Mr. Fox's judgment.

Lin Qi didn't care about any of that; he just looked at James with amusement and asked, "If you were to write this script, how long would it take you?"

James ' heart began to race. He vaguely realized that he was just a hair's breadth away from success, and a brand new life he longed for was about to unfold before him.

After careful consideration, he gave a suitable timeframe—three days.

The three decided to review James's script before making a decision, and asked Cook and James to leave first, as they had other things to discuss.

Lin Qi is a very professional and dedicated person. When he learned that the Fox family's plan had already begun, he never considered leaving it unattended.

In any case, these things will bring him wealth and influence, and form a cornerstone for his legendary status in the business world.

He wanted to discuss with the father and son how to earn some money before the movie was even filmed!