Flushing, in the office.
Wang Jian had just hung up the phone with Stephen King.
He then let out a long sigh.
Although due to special circumstances, he had already learned about the Writers Association's announcement through the media.
Still, the necessary procedures had to be followed.
As the referrer, Stephen King was calling to inquire whether he was willing to join the Writers Association.
Of course, he also casually mentioned the time of the next meeting and the news about Wang Jian's induction ceremony.
"$50,000 for the initial membership fee, $20,000 for the annual fee, must be the highest fees among these types of associations, right?"
Wang Jian took a sip of coffee and muttered to himself, "No wonder there are fewer than 200 official members in the Writers Association."
Immediately after, he shook his head.
"But the influence of these people is no match for that of the Detective Writers Association, or the Realist Writers Association."
