Zhu Mengmeng's advantage was that, unlike Chu Ge and Qiu Wuji, these two shut-ins, as a typical "normie" (a term for someone who enjoys socializing), she was very familiar with the surrounding area and too lazy to haggle over prices; if she liked something, she'd go for it. Before Old Zhu even arrived, she had already rented the studio space, along with several staff dormitories.
If Chu Ge had been looking for this himself, it would have taken at least three to five days, but Zhu Mengmeng did it in less than an hour. The studio even had existing decorations and office equipment…
As soon as Old Zhu and his team arrived, they took Qiu Wuji directly to the government service hall, completing the studio transfer in one go—the efficiency was astonishingly high. Qiu Wuji looked at his small studio of about a hundred square meters, and the employees who had already started tidying up their desks, still somewhat dazed.
Is this my company...?
I've opened a company in the modern world... I'm the legal representative, in all my right...
Although the name is "Chu Tian Wu Ji Animation Studio," it's registered as a "Limited Liability Company." This isn't a sole proprietorship; it's a joint venture with Mengmeng... The business scope covers comic and animation production, as well as handling various custom character illustrations—it's perfectly legitimate.
"This company should be called Qiu Qiu Mengmeng Studio!" Zhu Mengmeng pouted. "I don't know why Dad went along with your husband and named it Chu Tian Wu Ji. The book 'Chu Tian Wu Ji' is just one of our businesses; are we just going to stop after making one book...?"
Qiu Wu Ji smiled apologetically, putting his arm around her shoulder. "Sweetie, Mengmeng, it's because 'Chu Tian Wu Ji' is more poetic, and 'Qiu Qiu Mengmeng' is too cute; people will laugh at us when we're older..."
"That's how our names are. When you're eighty, you'll still be called Qiu Qiu, and when I'm eighty, I'll still be called Mengmeng!"
Qiu Wu Ji actually chuckled at the thought, his eyes crinkling with laughter.
"Hey, but speaking of which, your husband is really good to you." Zhu Mengmeng enviously wrapped her arms around Qiu Wuji's shoulders. "Seeing you two so happy, my heart is starting to flutter again..."
Qiu Wuji paused, "What do you see as good?"
"He's investing over 800,000 yuan in this studio. My dad is just covering it up now. When his copyright fee arrives—oh, I heard it should arrive on the 12th, right?—he'll give it to my dad. Before the windfall even warms up, most of it will be gone."
Qiu Wuji was puzzled. "Huh? So what? It's a joint venture. Isn't it only right that he gives your dad the money?"
Zhu Mengmeng looked at her in surprise. "But he's the investor, the company is yours, he doesn't even..." "Not even a name." Qiu Wuji finally paused, "Uh... is there a difference?"
"Of course there is!" Zhu Mengmeng looked at him like he was an alien. "You two are clearly not married, your assets aren't joint, didn't you know? He's treating you like his wife, what's his is yours, without even blinking an eye..." Qiu Wuji was lost in thought. "Oh yeah... not married..."
"Even married couples rarely act like this, let alone unmarried people..." Zhu Mengmeng thought of her tragic marriage and was practically turning into a lemon. "And you said he brought it up himself, you never even thought about using your name before, right? Unbelievable..." Qiu Wuji gazed out the window, smiling.
He's never treated me like one of two families.
Actually, from the moment I transmigrated, he'd always considered me his own daughter.
"Ahhh, how did you find such a good man? I'm so jealous..." Zhu Mengmeng was going crazy.
Qiu Wuji smiled and said, "Actually, he picked me up as a child bride."
Zhu Mengmeng: "...Then if I threw myself in the trash, would a good man like that pick me up?"
Qiu Wuji crossed his arms: "You could totally try."
"Forget it, this is fate..." Zhu Mengmeng leaned on the windowsill, sobbing feigning tears.
"Um..." Qiu Wuji said with a forced smile, "Mengmeng, could you settle the employees first? I have something to do..."
Zhu Mengmeng turned her head strangely: "What could be more important than the company just opening? You haven't even recognized your employees!"
"It's noon, I need to go home and cook for him."
Zhu Mengmeng: "Damn it!"
Over there, Chu Ge hadn't written for two or three days, and at first, he even felt a bit rusty. He'd forgotten what plot he was supposed to write next, and while looking at the outline to get a feel for it, he'd also switch to the group chat to read people's nonsense, his concentration was very low.
So, practice makes perfect, it's best not to spend too much energy on those miscellaneous things.
Finally, forcing myself to start cultivating, entering a state of multitasking, I rediscovered the feeling of being a ruthless word processor, managing to get this morning's chapter done.
At least I didn't miss an update; I breathed a sigh of relief.
For a moment, I realized that the smoothest time to write was when I was completely immersed in the world of the book—that was the true ruthless word processor, writing purely on instinct, not even aware of what I was writing, yet the result perfectly recreated the world's plot, even better than when I racked my brains.
I should use this cheat more often…
You're a mature body now, you need to learn to write on your own… My soul should go accompany Qiuqiu, to see the magnificent world I created.
A fleeting glimpse while multitasking revealed Qiuqiu sitting alone atop a mountain, cultivating amidst the swirling snow, a beautiful figure, sword energy swirling, her appearance ethereal and breathtaking, yet I felt a strange sense of loneliness and heartache.
Qiu Wuji, a lonely cultivator atop the world.
A charming, adorable, and energetic Qiuqiu.
Two worlds, Qiuqiu's situation and mindset are completely different... Perhaps the increasing cuteness and adorableness of her "smaller self" is a backlash against the loneliness of her "big self"?
While she's enjoying the vibrant life here, what is she thinking over there?
Just as she was thinking this, the door clicked open, and Qiu Wuji returned.
Chu Ge went out in surprise: "It's so early, I thought you might be eating out."
"How can I be so busy..." Qiu Wuji came in carrying big and small bags: "No matter how busy I am, I can't starve my father."
Chu Ge took the dish: "Tsk, why is it so good all of a sudden... Damn, it's very rich today!"
"Hmph, when have I ever had a hard time?"
"When the sparring partner beats me up."
The young couple walked all the way into the kitchen. Qiu Wuji leaned against the stove and squinted at him: "I have the nerve to say that there has never been a time when I didn't have a shameful kiss with you at the end of my sparring practice... If I really want to say it's not good, then it's the evil woman in the book. After torturing you, I will be the unlucky one in the end."
Chu Ge laughed: "The woman in the book is not evil either. She just wants me to integrate into the world as soon as possible, so she just pushes her a little harshly."
"Yes." Qiu Wuji Rourou She looked at him intently: "Just like you are to me in this world, but you're gentle, and I... I'm more fierce."
"Why do you seem a bit strange today?" Chu Ge stepped forward and hugged her: "It's good that Qiu Qiu is gentle to me. Over there, as the leader of a sect, revered by all, her actions are always a little different."
Qiu Wuji tilted her head and said: "You're enjoying it?"
"You already said I'm a masochist..."
"Why does it sound like you want to go over there?"
"The banks of the Huangpu River, didn't you say that only there can we truly roam, in the world of immortals and heroes I create, the carefree world of martial arts in my heart?" Chu Ge kissed her forehead: "Once the studio here is on track, we'll release the comics and see the feedback. If everything is normal, we'll go play in the book. There's no snow in Nanjiang, let's go see the snow over there."
Hearing him mention snow, Qiu Wuji's heart stirred slightly.
Why would he suddenly talk about snow? Of course, it's because he saw the snow in the book, and the lonely person in the snow.
Perhaps Chu Ge did want to travel within the book, but that wasn't the main reason. Probably half the reason was to be with her… Qiu Wuji's heart softened further, yet she felt a little guilty.
Chu Ge had done everything he could here, practically offering his heart. What should she do in return over there?
He liked the aloof, cold-faced sect leader, didn't he?
Inside and outside the book, two Qiu Wujis simultaneously bit their lower lips gently.