Chapter 175: Car Accident
"Oh, it's you," Jiang Yun said. "What's the matter?"
"Mr. Jiang Yun, last time you said you'd like us to contact you in half a month, and now half a month has passed!"
Jiang Yun was speechless. "Has it been that fast?"
"Yes!"
Actually, when Jiang Yun said that last time, he meant to turn them down gently, but he hadn't expected the caller to take it seriously and actually call him back.
"Alright, how does your production crew plan to shoot this?"
"We plan to adapt *The Smiling, Proud Wanderer* into a television series followed by a series of films, all shot on location. As for *Meteor, Butterfly, Sword*, we are turning it into a video game and would like to invite you to be the character model!"
"Very well!" Jiang Yun nodded. "You can discuss the other specific details with my assistant!"
"Understood. Sorry to bother you, Mr. Jiang Yun!"
"Hmm." Jiang Yun hung up the phone and lay down on the bed.
Now that *Jade Dynasty: Qingyun Chapter* was also completed, he truly had nothing left on his plate.
"Ring, ring, ring!"
"Goodness! Today is really busy!" Jiang Yun picked up his phone and pressed answer. "Hello, who is this?"
"Boss, it's me. Zheng Tong!"
"Zheng Tong? Why are you calling so late? Is something the matter?"
"Boss, it's like this. We've finished the beta version of *League of Kings* and wanted to invite you to try it out!"
"Alright, send me the link!"
"Okay!"
Jiang Yun hung up, and Zheng Tong promptly sent him a link.
Jiang Yun opened the link and clicked download.
Once the download was complete, he entered the internal account credentials provided by Zheng Tong.
Jiang Yun entered the game.
A top-up window popped up immediately: "One Slash for 999!"
Jiang Yun was rendered somewhat speechless. This was a far cry from what he had imagined; this was nothing more than a cheap web game wearing the skin of a competitive multiplayer game!
Jiang Yun lost all desire to play. If Zheng Tong and his team were only capable of producing this, they might as well be fired!
Jiang Yun exited the game immediately and called Zheng Tong right back. "Is this the game you guys made?"
"It's more trash than dogshit!" Jiang Yun launched into a furious tirade right off the bat.
On the other end of the line, Zheng Tong didn't even dare to breathe heavily!
"Tomorrow, go find Li Lulu at my office and pick up the game design proposal!"
"Yes, boss!"
"Hmph." Jiang Yun hung up the phone and walked downstairs. "Whoa! What kind of day is it today? You guys are actually making dumplings together!"
At that moment, Wang Fengwan and Li Mengya were making dumplings alongside Shen Hua.
Jiang Yun's father, Jiang Jun, was holding a plate of dumplings, dropping them into a pot of boiling water.
After a while, the dumplings were ready, and Shen Hua had also prepared a few cold dishes.
The five of them gathered around the table and began to eat.
"Oh! They're pickled cabbage and pork filling!" Jiang Yun immediately devoured two plates of dumplings.
Leaning back in his chair, Jiang Yun patted his belly. "So full!"
***
After dinner, Shen Hua and the others cleared the table while Jiang Yun returned to his room.
As for Li Mengya and Wang Fengwan, the two of them crawled straight into bed, heads pressed together, whispering secrets to each other.
Early the next morning, after returning to his room for the night, Jiang Yun was driven by Wang Fengwan alongside Li Mengya to the high-speed railway station.
"Fengwan, aren't you coming with us to Shanghai?"
"No, I want to rest at home for a while!"
"Alright then!" Li Mengya nodded.
Jiang Yun and Li Mengya boarded the high-speed train bound for Shanghai.
Wang Fengwan drove away.
As she drove, Wang Fengwan's mind drifted. *Sigh, these past two days have been so relaxing!*
Suddenly, a truck swerved out from ahead. Coming to her senses, Wang Fengwan slammed on the brakes and violently jerked the steering wheel.
"Ah!"
"Crash!" Wang Fengwan's car smashed head-on into the roadside greenery.
"Bang!" The airbags deployed.
The scene was harrowing, with three or four cars tangled together in the wreckage.
Moments later, the siren of an ambulance wailed in the distance...
***
Jiang Yun and Li Mengya were chatting aboard the high-speed train when Jiang Yun's phone rang.
Thinking nothing of it, Jiang Yun answered casually.
"Swish!" In an instant, Jiang Yun's expression turned gloomy.
"What's wrong?"
"Fengwan got into a car accident. We're getting off at the next station!"
Li Mengya's face drained of color as well.
The train stopped at the next station. Li Mengya and Jiang Yun got off and immediately purchased return tickets.
An hour later, Li Mengya and Jiang Yun were back in Jiangnan.
Stepping out of the railway station, they grabbed a taxi without a moment's pause and headed straight for the hospital.
"Clack, clack, clack!"
The two of them rushed up the stairs, not even waiting for the elevator.
When they reached the VIP ward, they found Wang Fengwan sitting up in bed.
"Phew..." Jiang Yun and Li Mengya let out sighs of relief.
Li Mengya hurried over to the bedside and pulled Wang Fengwan into a hug. "Are you alright?"
Wang Fengwan had a bandage wrapped around her forehead, stained with a patch of dried blood. She shook her head. "Sorry to worry you guys, I'm fine!"
"Good thing you're okay!" Jiang Yun stepped up to the bedside.
Wang Fengwan rolled her eyes. "Are you wishing something bad had happened to me?"
Jiang Yun reached out and flicked Wang Fengwan right on her bandaged forehead!
Wang Fengwan covered her forehead, glaring at Jiang Yun with feigned annoyance.
After a while, two police officers arrived, and Jiang Yun busied himself handling the formalities.
By the afternoon, Wang Fengwan's discharge procedures were complete.
***
It was already evening by the time the three of them walked out of the hospital. As for the driver at fault, the matter had already been settled during this time.
"Escaping a major disaster is bound to bring future blessings!" Jiang Yun remarked.
"Pui, pui, pui! What disaster, don't talk about death!" Li Mengya gave Jiang Yun's waist a sharp pinch.
"Where are we going now?" Li Mengya asked.
"Let's get dinner first, and after that, come to my place," Wang Fengwan said.
"Alright then!"
And so, the three of them found a hot pot restaurant for dinner before taking a taxi to Jinxin Gardens.
Wang Fengwan led Jiang Yun and Li Mengya to the seventh floor.
"Whoa! Fengwan, I didn't expect your place to be on the seventh floor too. All three of our homes are on the seventh floor!" Jiang Yun exclaimed.
"Hehe!" Wang Fengwan and Li Mengya let out dry laughs.
Stepping inside, Jiang Yun found it was a three-bedroom apartment.
Wang Fengwan prepared a room for Jiang Yun. "You'll sleep here tonight, and Mengya will sleep with me!"
Jiang Yun nodded.
That evening, Jiang Yun opened his computer and logged into the backend of the Qingjian website, discovering that his tips had increased by another few million.
*Jade Dynasty: Qingyun Chapter* had completely blown up, and its popularity showed no signs of waning.
Jiang Yun formed a new plan: he would personally produce the television adaptation of this novel.
"Ring, ring, ring!"
Jiang Yun glanced at the incoming call; it was Zheng He. Jiang Yun answered, "Hello? Editor Zheng, what's up?"
"Author, the platform is organizing a book-signing event for you. When do you have time to come to Shanghai?"
Shanghai? Shanghai again. The last time with *Battle Through the Heavens*, it was also Shanghai. Come to think of it, something happened last time that still left a shadow on Jiang Yun's mind.
Jiang Yun thought for a moment and asked, "Roughly when is it being held?"
"The day after tomorrow!" Zheng He replied.
"Alright, then I'll head over the day after tomorrow!"
"Okay, great! See you then!"
Jiang Yun hung up the phone. For now, he had no plans to serialize a new book on the Qingjian platform.
He opened the author backend for his new works.
"Beep, beep! Beep, beep!"
Jiang Yun clicked on his messages and saw another comment from that user named Linghu Chong.
"Author, are you not going to release a new book?"
Jiang Yun pondered. He could release a new book if he wanted to, but none of the other books he had in mind carried the same representative weight as his previous works.
Jiang Yun replied: "Not posting one for now! Lacking inspiration at the moment!"
"Oh, I see! Well, when you do publish a new book, I'll definitely come to support you!"
"Thanks!"