Chapter 479: Let Me Touch Your Legs

For Li Luo, although his current wealth paled beside the protagonists of other reincarnation novels, it was more than he could spend in his previous life.

Since his reincarnation, excluding property and storefront purchases, his largest expense had been buying Li Guohong a new car worth about a million.

Even when he took his parents and Chanxi to private beaches and villas in Qiongzhou City, he hadn't spent much at all.

Originally, Li Luo had planned to book them first-class tickets, but Lin Xiuhong refused, insisting flying anywhere was the same and not wanting to waste money.

Upon careful thought, Li Luo truly couldn't think of anything particularly worth spending money on.

Daily simple pleasures—like yesterday's visit to the Golden Lake Bathhouse with Ying Chanxi—cost normal people seven or eight hundred yuan for two people, which was already expensive, and occasional visits were enough.

But now, even if Li Luo soaked in it every day, he couldn't exhaust his daily earnings.

For the coming years, his major expenses would likely be buying a car and perhaps acquiring a larger property.

Beyond that, he had no further ideas.

Since the money would just sit idle, especially with taxes due at year-end, it might as well be invested.

With this thought, Li Luo hung up the call, returned his phone to Ying Chanxi, and resumed replying to Tian Lawyer's messages.

【Li Luo】: The contract has no issues—I'll go with you this weekend and sign it in person.

【Li Luo】: But after we finish this copyright contract, I might have another project needing your legal review.

Aside from this novel's copyright contract, Li Luo's other transactions were mostly minor song copyright deals, a steady long-term income source for Tian Lawyer.

Originally, Tian Lawyer assumed this was Li Luo selling another song.

But when Li Luo mentioned investing about five million yuan in the "Little Joy" TV project, Tian Lawyer was slightly surprised.

Yet he quickly recovered.

【Tian Lawyer】: No problem, leave it to me.

To Tian Lawyer now, Li Luo was no longer just the guy who'd consulted him about a grandmaster's contract—he'd become a key client.

At least half his income over the past year had come from Li Luo.

Thinking back, he truly felt grateful to Professor Xu for the introduction.

"What did my dad just say to you?" Ying Chanxi, standing behind Li Luo, put away her phone and leaned down curiously after seeing him finish chatting on his computer.

"Good news," Li Luo turned, unusually taking the initiative to reach out, pulling Ying Chanxi into his arms and seating her on his lap, hugging her tightly, "You're truly my lucky star—on your birthday, my copyright deal was settled."

As he held her, Ying Chanxi's cheeks flushed crimson; she glanced at Yan Zhusheng lying on the bed, about to feign slight resistance, but after hearing him, she paused, then asked in delight: "Is it the 'Little Joy' copyright? Already sold?"

"Yes, though we haven't signed yet, the terms are basically settled—I'll just sign it this weekend when I have time," Li Luo said, holding her.

"What was the copyright price again? I remember you said something like fifteen million?" Ying Chanxi asked curiously.

"We settled at twelve million—that's a great price," Li Luo smiled.

But Ying Chanxi pouted: "How did Dad cut it so much? Three million off!"

Hearing this, Li Luo was half-laughing, half-embarrassed: "You can't say that to your dad."

"I'm just telling you," Ying Chanxi muttered softly.

"How long are you two going to hug?" Yan Zhusheng rolled over, staring at them with a blank expression.

Only then did Ying Chanxi realize, blushing furiously, and quickly scrambled off Li Luo's lap.

But as she instinctively turned to return to her room, her gaze fell on Yan Zhusheng, and she couldn't help asking: "What are you doing here?"

"Reading novels," Yan Zhusheng replied honestly. "I made a deal with Li Luo for some of his future drafts."

"Huh?" Ying Chanxi blinked, confused. "What do you mean, made a deal?"

Reading drafts was reading drafts—why would you need to trade something for it?

Ying Chanxi's face showed confusion; Yan Zhusheng's words made no sense to her.

But when Li Luo heard this, his expression darkened instantly, and he quickly changed the subject: "If you two have nothing to do, just be quiet—I still need to write."

He was terrified Yan Zhusheng might say more—if she revealed the details of their deal, he couldn't handle it.

Hearing Li Luo still needed to write, Ying Chanxi stopped pressing, though her expression remained suspicious as she glanced between him and Yan Zhusheng.

Finally, she turned away, left Li Luo's room, returned to her own, punched Pikachu, then grabbed her phone charger and went back to Li Luo's bedroom, lying down beside Yan Zhusheng.

"Do you want to read too?" Yan Zhusheng turned her head to look at Ying Chanxi.

Ying Chanxi glanced at Yan Zhusheng's phone and grew curious about the upcoming plot, so she nodded: "Sure, send it to me?"

"I can send it, but you have to make a deal with me, or I'll lose out," Yan Zhusheng said with a serious face.

Ying Chanxi had been curious before; now she realized and asked doubtfully: "So what exactly is this deal?"

"I send you the drafts, you let me touch your legs," Yan Zhusheng blinked, paused, then added, "Or your feet are fine too."

Ying Chanxi: "…?"

Hearing this, Ying Chanxi's face filled with question marks; she widened her eyes and pressed: "So when you got the drafts from Li Luo earlier, was it like this?"

"Yes," Yan Zhusheng nodded innocently, then asked, "So, do you want to trade?"

Ying Chanxi: "…Never mind, you read it yourself."

Saying this, Ying Chanxi fully lay down, turned her back to Yan Zhusheng and Li Luo, bit her lip, and angrily opened her phone to send Li Luo several angry kitten emoji packs on QQ.

Li Luo had already put on his headphones and hadn't noticed their conversation—he was fully absorbed in writing.

Hearing the rhythmic tapping behind her, Ying Chanxi knew Li Luo was focused on writing, so she didn't expect an immediate reply; after venting, she scrolled her phone and fell asleep without realizing it.

After Ying Chanxi turned away, Yan Zhusheng's lips curled slightly—her mood improved.

While Ying Chanxi couldn't see, she quietly extended her long leg from under the covers, sliding it beneath the desk.

Soon after, Li Luo reached under the desk with a sigh, slapped her leg, and glared at Yan Zhusheng.

…

Soon after Ying Chanxi's birthday, Li Luo returned to his daily routine—attending school, writing, carefree.

On the weekend, he met Lawyer Tian, went downtown, and signed a three-party contract with Huayue Film and Television and Wenxue Group, officially confirming the twelve-million-yuan copyright price and all terms.

After seeing off Wenxue Group's representatives, Li Luo took Tian Lawyer aside to discuss investment details for the upcoming "Little Joy" TV project with Huayue Film and Television, led by Ying Zhicheng.

In the entertainment industry, ordinary people have no way to invest in such film and television projects, but once you're inside the circle, investing becomes much easier.

After all, even if some people are extremely optimistic about a film project, they can't guarantee it will turn a profit—often, it comes down to luck.

So in this line of work, unless your goal isn't purely profit-driven, investors are eager to share risks and won't put all their capital into a single venture.

Especially since Li Luo is the original author of the novel, the negotiations become even easier.

Moreover, Li Luo is generous with his money—he openly offered five million in investment, which, even among all shareholders of this project, ranks among the top three in amount.

Huayue Film and Television was originally founded by a group of people who left the television station to go into business; equity is relatively dispersed, with at least dozens of minor shareholders, and even the largest shareholder holds no more than twenty percent.

Ying Zhicheng's former teacher at the television station is a shareholder of Huayue Film and Television, holding a substantial stake of roughly ten percent.

This has been Ying Zhicheng's greatest backing over the past decade in securing his position at Huayue Film and Television.

But with the country's development, making money in film and television has become increasingly difficult.

Many minor shareholders have withdrawn, or else the project might not have truly needed Li Luo's five million.

Yet now, with Li Luo joining at this opportunity, the funding has become considerably more ample.

However, after signing the investment agreement, Li Luo temporarily stopped micromanaging, waiting only for Ying Zhicheng or director Wang Jun to contact him again.

After finishing this round of work, Li Luo returned to campus and began preparing for the Ningshan Hiking event at the end of March.

"Tomorrow we're going hiking and climbing—should we skip morning jogging tomorrow?" At night, Ying Chanxi sat on the edge of Li Luo's bed, swinging her feet.

"Mm, go to bed early tonight and rest up." With that, Li Luo turned off his computer, glanced at the three girls lying on the bed, and sighed with a smile, "Time to sleep."