At the Endpoint Chinese Web author training class.

After a day of writing, authors were uploading their chapters and preparing to rest.

Cui Geng stretched lazily, looking at the seven thousand words he had written today with satisfaction.

So far, “The Butterfly Game” has reached over 1.6 million words and has been a regular on Endpoint Chinese Web’s bestseller list.

Due to Mr. Pei’s previous adjustment of the website’s revenue sharing, increasing authors’ share to seventy percent, Cui Geng’s royalty income had risen substantially, seemingly weakening his motivation to struggle.

Cui Geng was originally a pigeon spirit reincarnated, and encountering such a situation, he should have completely lost his motivation to strive.

But after all, the Tenda Spirit had helped him find his direction. So after the initial enthusiasm cooled down, he regressed from producing ten thousand words daily during his most inspired period to four thousand words per day, still maintaining the minimum update level without missing any.

For readers accustomed to Cui Geng either disappearing or abandoning projects, this seemed like good news.

However, Cui Geng himself could feel that his writing seemed to have hit a bottleneck.

For an author like him, who rarely wrote over a million words, this book had already reached over 1.6 million words, exceeding his control capabilities and experience range to some extent, with each step written quite precariously.

So, after much thought, Cui Geng decided to fight against the laziness that naturally arose in adversity.

And his method of fighting was to attend the web novel training class!

Cui Geng’s writing habits had gone through many changes.

Initially at the web novel training class, he discovered that he actually could write prolifically—what seemed like slow writing was sometimes genuinely slow, but other times merely an excuse for laziness.

Later, after receiving education in the Tenda Spirit, he found the crux of his ideological problems and used this opportunity to begin creating “The Butterfly Game,” taking his writing career to the next level.

Now, as the word count increased, Cui Geng encountered more and more problems, sometimes even difficult to overcome with the Tenda Spirit.

So, he applied to Chief Editor Zhu to return to the web novel training class, confining himself in the small, dark room, trying to recapture that feeling of being undisturbed by the outside world with highly concentrated focus.

It must be said, the effect was very noticeable.

After changing environments, his writing efficiency improved significantly, recovering to a level of seven thousand words per day, which was already quite impressive for Cui Geng.

Having completed today’s work, Cui Geng left with the other authors. Some planned to go to internet cafes to play games and relax, while others planned to rest and organize their outlines.

Cui Geng could feel that the web novel training class had changed from its beginning.

After several rounds of veterans mentoring newcomers, attending the training class had become the norm at Endpoint Chinese Web. Authors communicated with each other, learned from each other, and progressed together. More and more people discovered that this training class was indeed a good place that could significantly improve efficiency and performance.

Over time, it entered a virtuous cycle.

And Cui Geng had become a role model in the authors’ minds, a typical case of the training class’s success.

Cui Geng couldn’t help but sigh, “Ah, so young and already burdened with being an idol, how difficult for me.”

Just as he was about to leave downstairs, Cui Geng saw a familiar figure.

“Wu Bin?”

Cui Geng had a deep impression of Wu Bin. During the Tenda Spirit study, it was Wu Bin’s interpretation that helped him see through the clouds and suddenly gain clarity.

Wu Bin smiled, “Do you have time? Want to grab a drink?”

Cui Geng nodded, readily agreeing, “Sure.”

The two went to a nearby Slackin’ Internet Café and found an empty seat in the bar area.

It was already evening, and the bar area was gradually filling up. The singer on stage was adjusting instruments, about to begin performing.

Reportedly, Slackin’ Internet Café was now testing its 3.0 model, with new stores soon to open.

But this original Slackin’ Internet Café 1.0 model still had plenty of customers. Chen Lei’s rise to fame made singers in Jingzhou yearn for Slackin’ Internet Café, naturally attracting fans who came specifically to tip them.

Beverage sales and tipping commission had always been important income sources for the Slackin’ Internet Café 1.0 model.

Chen Lei was now busy with his career. After releasing several singles, he frequently traveled around the country, participating in music festivals to build popularity, preparing for his first concert.

Although Chen Lei was rarely in Jingzhou now, he consistently stated in interviews that he had never forgotten that Jingzhou was his hometown and would return when he had time.

Wu Bin and Cui Geng each ordered a drink and chatted while drinking.

Wu Bin briefly explained his purpose for coming.

After listening, Cui Geng immediately slapped his thigh, “For something like this, please leave it to me!”

The two immediately reached an agreement.

Cui Geng wasn’t short on money to begin with, and after “The Butterfly Game” became popular, he was even less concerned about money.

What he cared about most now was how to break through his bottleneck.

With “The Butterfly Game” reaching over a million words, signs of inspiration depletion had appeared. The increasingly slow writing pace was proof of this.

At the beginning, when inspiration was abundant and spirits were high, he could easily draw on available content and comfortably write ten thousand words a day. But as the word count grew and usable content diminished, ensuring the plot didn’t decline became a problem troubling Cui Geng.

Previously, as Tenda Group’s “special observer,” Cui Geng could freely enter various Tenda departments for materials. Many plots in “The Butterfly Game” were adaptations of material from these departments.

But after gathering materials, he began writing diligently and rarely visited the Tenda departments.

Now, although Cui Geng could continue gathering material from various Tenda departments, no matter how he collected it, it was still the same material as before, making a breakthrough difficult.

Moreover, with so many departments at Tenda now, and Cui Geng facing daily update pressure, if he couldn’t efficiently gather material, it would be inefficient and not worth the effort.

At this moment, he especially needed someone like Wu Bin as his partner and guide!

Wu Bin had a deep understanding of the Tenda Spirit and, as a member of the Human Resources Department, knew the structure and personnel of each department thoroughly. He could surely find the best angles for material gathering and the most suitable people.

Cui Geng just needed to follow him, take good notes, and write good content. This would both help Wu Bin complete the annotation of the Tenda Spirit and provide Cui Geng with an opportunity to break through his creative bottleneck.

Wasn’t this killing two birds with one stone?

So, Cui Geng also became excited.

“Then, where do we start? From the game department?” Cui Geng asked.

Wu Bin shook his head: “No. For matters within Tenda’s various departments, I can directly ask the department heads. These contents are easy to gather.”

“As the saying goes, ‘The player is blind, the spectator sees clearly.'”

“All along, understanding of the Tenda Spirit has been overly confined to various departments. This time I’ve decided to start externally, looking at companies outside Tenda departments and Mr. Pei’s partners to see what they think of Mr. Pei.”

“Perhaps this way, we can better see the vast, starry expanse of Mr. Pei’s thoughts.”

Cui Geng nodded in deep agreement: “Then, where do we start?”

Wu Bin considered for a moment, then said: “As far as I know, Mr. Li from Fuhui Capital has always been Mr. Pei’s business partner and is currently working with Mr. Pei on the Frightening Hostel project.”

“Let’s find a time to start with Mr. Li first.”

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May 18th, Wednesday.

In Jingzhou City’s old industrial zone, the Frightening Hostel was under construction in full swing.

According to the schedule, the Frightening Hostel would officially open and receive tourists by July, so the construction team was working overtime.

Fortunately, in this place, the factory buildings were ready-made.

The most troublesome construction was the Frightening Hostel itself, which required major renovations inside the factory building, so construction started last December and continued until now.

The other industries that Mr. Li and others planned to open, including restaurants and hotels, were all converted from factory buildings and original structures in the old industrial zone. Strictly speaking, they mainly involved renovating and decorating the interiors of these buildings rather than constructing new ones. With sufficient funds and construction teams working overtime, they could be completed on schedule.

Moreover, the aged exterior of the old factory buildings had a special sense of desolation that matched the style of the Frightening Hostel perfectly.

After entering these old factory buildings, however, it was a completely different world. Comfortable dining, rest, and shopping environments allowed tourists to completely forget the scares and fatigue from the haunted house and enjoy themselves properly.

Li Shi arrived at the door of Chen Kangtuo’s temporary office and knocked gently.

“Mr. Li? Please come in.” Chen Kangtuo welcomed Li Shi in and offered him a cup of tea.

During this period of construction, Chen Kangtuo had frequently interacted with Mr. Li and other investors, becoming quite familiar with each other.

Since they were investing in construction together, everyone’s interests were aligned, so of course any issues could be discussed.

Li Shi sat down and took a couple of sips of tea: “Young Mr. Chen, to be frank, today I’m representing all the other investors to propose Tenda.”

“Oh? What proposal?” Chen Kangtuo was somewhat surprised.

Li Shi took out a building blueprint showing the planning of the entire Frightening Hostel and surrounding buildings: “In this prime location, I and the other investors have deliberately left a factory building vacant, planning to renovate it into a market for selling various souvenirs, peripherals, and goods related to the Frightening Hostel.”

“This market will be jointly funded by me and other investors, with Tenda providing the design plan. For the final proceeds, Tenda will take fifty percent, and all of us other investors will share the remaining fifty percent.”

“What do you think?”

Chen Kangtuo was stunned: “Mr. Li, is this appropriate? How is this arrangement any different from giving it away?”

Li Shi smiled slightly: “This is a small token of appreciation from all of us to Mr. Pei.”