Chapter 157 - The Report (1/2)

When the group entered the school, Chen Da Qiang and the others found an excuse and slipped away, leaving Meng Fan alone with Wu Tong. The two weren’t awkward together though, chatting happily as they headed for the track field. They stretched for a while before Meng Fan dropped her off at the girl’s dorm. He then headed back to his apartment outside the school.

Meng Fan hadn’t checked his phone since the competition began. Several Wechat messages were from the middle man for his movie posters. The content was more or less the same. First, they expressed their gratitude, then they asked for more manuscripts for collaboration.

These middle men clearly had more than one TV series or movie on their hands, and even a few reality shows. There was naturally a demand for more hand-drawn posters.

Meng Fan’s submission this time had been of high quality, which received their recognition and praise.

Most artists would rush to receive this type of poster making work for a film crew. One, the time requirement was very lenient, two, the requirement for quality was high but the pay was great, and three, if the movie or series happened to blow up, it would be great exposure for the artist or their studio.

As far as the third point was concerned, several emerging artists and their studios would work hard just to find these jobs and do them for free.

For the opposite party in this case who has the jobs, there was never a shortage of artists. In this case, the term ‘boss daddy’ was no joke.

But they really did lack an artist that assured their quality and let them feel at ease!

Of course, Meng Fan was this kind of artist.

Originally, they happily gave him the work on behalf of Meng Cai Wei’s assistant, but now they were purely after Meng Fan’s abilities.

To be honest, when they gave him this job, they had prepared to clean up the trash. It was worth spending tens of thousands of dollars to buy the good side of Meng Cai Wei’s assistant. But after Meng Fan submitted manuscripts, they almost panicked. They now f*cking owe Meng Cai Wei’s assistant instead!

Panic was panic, but it did not prevent them from giving more work to Meng Fan. They were even willing to pay him more, solely based on the fact that his work was good, nothing else.

As long as the posters were badass, they did not care about being a boss, or red envelopes to cut prices or whatever!

There were three middle men who had followed up on Meng Fan’s poster drawing jobs. One of them had given him contracts for two film crews, or four groups of posters.

Everyone was very polite. Immediately they had raised the previous draft fee by a grade. Each one cost no less than 4000, and the highest bid was 6500 each for ten posters.

The most polite thing was that after Meng Fan agreed, they immediately forwarded the money in its full amount.

In no time, 215,000 HXB had been credited to Meng Fan’s account!

Although Meng Fan had produced all the manuscripts within three days, they did not give him a tight deadline. They all provided him with more than a week and especially requested that he take his time. If he wanted to drag it out a few days, then it would pose no problem at all.

Of course, these people were all contacted on the same day by Meng Cai Wei’s assistant, but even if they had known each other, they wouldn’t know Meng Fan had picked up so many of these jobs by himself. Otherwise, even if Meng Fan had a studio working for him, they’d still be surprised by the speed of his production.

However these hand-drawn posters were mostly used for promotional material, so these people will know more or less that Meng Fan was drafting for others as well. As for what kind of shock there were in for, that’s another topic.

A hand-drawn poster had promoted some interesting things. Some people had recognized Meng Fan as a streamer through these means. They then found that Meng Fan’s hand speed was extraordinarily fast, and then discovered something important that recently happened to him; he’d broken some kind of world record. Among them, the wittier ones associated him using his championship to help make posters for XX movies. It was a wave of gimmicks.

Were all world record holders world champions? Heh. They didn’t care about this!

He had originally planned on drawing manga, slacking off, or going on a night tour. Seeing the poster work come in, Meng Fan could only work out his fingers and get to work.

No matter what, he should try to earn 1.5 million HXB soo so he could finish the [Wealth Distribution Cherub] and [One Million Merits] task. Both these missions had very desirable attributes as their rewards.