Chapter 767: Chapter 767 Bai Chuwei Also Benefited from Mr. Bai’s Windfall

Liu Zheng, that great talent, should be cured by now; the day when the ancient “Immortal” laid his hands upon him, even a naturally mentally disabled child would have been restored to normal.

Liu Zheng is a nice kid with a brilliant literary talent. Without reaping the benefits of our ancestor’s “Records of the Mountain Moon,” he has written many best-selling books and has done extensive research on classical literature. It wouldn’t be bad to have him as an assistant.

That’s how our ancestor was–if she didn’t encounter someone in need, she wouldn’t have bothered, but once she truly did, she would lend a helping hand if she could.

Chen Meihua, who was sold to the mountains by human traffickers and then escaped, and the butler who had his son’s medical expenses stolen decades ago and desperately jumped into the river–they both were such cases.

Bai Chuwei always felt that if she could help one or two more people, perhaps she could add a trace of human warmth to herself.

Being remembered and thanked might temporarily help her forget that she is a lonesome ancestor who has lived for five thousand years without a single friend.

Mentioning that little poor of the Liu Family offhandedly wouldn’t be out of the question.

Upon receiving the reply, Li Dongyu nodded; Liu Guansheng’s family was indeed a scholarly family with a profound understanding of classical literature.

“Records of the Mountain Moon” can’t wait any longer; it should have been filmed in the first half of this year, and even by year’s end, it’s still not done!

Director Li slapped his thigh, hesitated for a moment, and then called out to his assistant, “Let’s go, we’re making a trip to the Liu Family!”

The Liu Family old house was also in the Imperial Capital, a squarely built quadrangle courtyard. Director Li and his team arrived quickly by car.

The butler opened the door, welcoming them inside.

Liu Yufei told the butler to serve tea and sat down on the sofa, “Director Li, my sister will be down shortly, but what brings you here? Is it about the remake?”

Director Li looked around in surprise, “Where is your elder brother?”

How come it doesn’t seem like the Liu Family is led by the eldest son?

Liu Yufei’s face changed, and he uneasily shifted his eyes, hesitantly replying, “My elder brother…”

A pleasant and smiling female voice came from upstairs, “Elder brother? Director Li may not know about our family’s affairs; our big brother has lost his mind, he’s been hitting people at home, and was sent to the psychiatric hospital a few days ago.”

Liu Yuyou walked downstairs with a smile, glaring at Liu Yufei. Seeing her twin brother, she thought he had no ability at all, couldn’t even put on a front properly, and was afraid others wouldn’t notice his stupidity!

Director Li was even more confused, “How is that possible?”

Just now, Bai Chuwei had asked him to find Liu Guansheng’s great-grandson as an assistant scriptwriter. How could Liu Zheng possibly be in a psychiatric hospital?

Liu Yuyou matter-of-factly stated, “Director Li, why would I lie to you? Who around our neighborhood doesn’t know that my big brother has been insane for two or three years now? There’s no point in deceiving you.”

Liu Yuyou took the tea from the butler’s hands and offered it to Director Li as she speculated, “Director Li, you came to our house about the scriptwriting matter, right?”

Director Li nodded, “We hope to find a few assistants for Miss Bai to turn the original text into a screenplay, it’s said to be for Mr. Liu Guansheng’s great-grandson…”

But the great-grandson is in a psychiatric hospital! What’s there to look for?

Liu Yuyou’s eyes flashed eagerly, “Director Li, I am also Mr. Liu Guansheng’s great-granddaughter. What do you think about me?”

The nationwide attention to the script adaptation of “Records of the Mountain Moon” meant that even if she just became an assistant scriptwriter, her future would be limitless.

What does it matter if Bai Chuwei is the chief screenwriter? It’s just her good fortune to rely on her ancestor being Mr. Bai, benefiting from the legacy left by him.

“Records of the Mountain Moon” was not written by her personally. The sequels are just her typing out the original text and posting it online. If she were to write a book, she’d probably struggle to squeeze out a thousand words in a day!

We are all benefiting from Mr. Bai’s legacy. Why shouldn’t she strive for this opportunity?

As for the five-hundred-million licensing fee Bai Chuwei mentioned before? Liu Yuyou didn’t take it seriously. In China, copyright protection lasts fifty years after death, and since Mr. Bai passed away long ago, she wasn’t worried about Bai Chuwei’s bluster.

Director Li: “…”

Director Li, seeing Liu Yuyou’s expectant look, exchanged a glance with his assistant.

They felt… that there’s a bit of a difference between a “great-grandson” and a “great-granddaughter”…