Seize My Boyfriend - B6 (14)
“What are you writing?” Mo Zhiyang leaned over, trying to see clearly.
Han Jingbai subconsciously locked the screen, rubbed the hair of the person in his arms, and smiled, “It’s nothing, it’s just some other matters to deal with.” “Oh, let’s see
how Ning Jian handles it later.” Mo Zhi Yang is not in a hurry, Kui Yue will not let this matter develop, otherwise it will hurt their interests.
Zhang Zuo was so angry that Nuan Yang would do such a thing, so he called Ning Jian, but he had to deal with it.
He called Mo Zhiyang again to complain, “You don’t know, I saw those comments, and I was so angry that my liver hurts.” ”
What are you angry about?” Mo Zhiyang was eating spicy sticks and watching TV, “I’m not even angry. , why are you angry?” While speaking, he glanced at the person who was typing beside him.
He looked calmer than himself.
“You don’t even know how nasty those people say. They are all navy blacks who took money. I just told Ah Jian that I should deal with this matter, but he didn’t know how to do it for a while.” Mo
Zhi Listening to the voice on the other end of the phone, Yang chewed the spicy strips in his mouth, “I have an idea, do you want to listen to it?” Han Jingbai was on the side, listening
to Yang Yang’s words, and waiting for Zhang Zuo to be happy. After hanging up the phone, he raised his head from the screen, “This method is interesting.” ”
That’s for sure, they dare to do that, why don’t we dare?” Mo Zhiyang threw the phone on the table, and leaned over, mouth full of red oil Kissed him deeply, “Code and write texts obediently.”
“But I have no inspiration.” Han Jingbai was not angry when his face was flushed with smudges. Anyway, the update had been completed, so he put down the computer.
Mo Zhiyang choked on eating spicy strips, “What should I do?” Inspiration should be very important.
“Hush~” Han Jingbai suddenly clasped the back of his head, leaned over and kissed him. After the separation, the taste of spicy sticks in his mouth made people not like it.
Seeing that his lips were red and oily, Mo Zhiyang couldn’t help laughing out, “Hahahaha, how stupid!”
Han Jingbai didn’t care, and suddenly hugged the man and sat on him, “I don’t have any inspiration, just Please trouble Yangyang.” His hand reached into his clothes.
Fuck?
Was that the original inspiration?
The two of them, Hu Tianhai, don’t care about things in the unexpected world at all.
After Sawdust’s editor Ke Song sent a screenshot, Nuan Yang’s editor Yuzi also issued a statement: I asked for Nuan Yang’s permission to post this chat record. Originally, he didn’t want to bother with clowns, but some people are too Too much.
Coupled with the chat history of 4.02, the contract signing date of 4.11, and the marketing plan of 4.15.
The evidence seems to be more sufficient than that of Diandian Bookstore, and the most important thing is that Nuanyang has a reader base than Sawdust, and many people are just hovering on the edge.
Now that there is evidence, everyone supports Nuan Yang overwhelmingly. In addition, the recent book “Zhan Xian” has been over-marketed. 150 points is too much.
That group of fans, ky everywhere, leave comments under other authors, the tone is extremely bad, and the popularity of passers-by is reduced.
It was okay at the beginning, but over time, people felt annoyed, and many passers-by turned to support Nuan Yang, and because the article “The Immortal Master” is indeed much better than “Zhan Xian”.
In the small dark room, the lights were not turned on, the curtains were tightly covered, and no light came in. In the whole room, only one computer screen was on.
The person in the room kept refreshing the chapters of Nuan Yang’s new book, as if waiting for something to happen, but after half an hour, his hands were sore, but he still didn’t find anything satisfactory.
“Why doesn’t he care?” Gu Mei moved her head away from the computer screen, slumped on the gaming chair, her eyes were a little sore, and she stared at the ceiling dully, “Why didn’t he make a sound?”
Before, because of the incident of bullying newcomers in the lecture, Tang Xin took herself as a scapegoat and had to find another way. Gu Mei went to Diandian Bookstore through acquaintances.
He told them that he could replace Nuan Yang, and even showed them the manuscript he had prepared overnight, and it took a lot of talking to convince them.
Thinking of this, Gu Mei closed his eyes with all his strength, as long as he succeeds, he will be able to obtain Nuan Yang’s fame and life, a height that others will never be able to reach, he wants too much and is too envious.
The editors from both sides have brought the conflict to the level of the two websites, not just the two authors.
“Are you going to torment me to death?” Mo Zhiyang lay on the bed, the quilt only covered the back of the waist, the back of the neck and then to the Butterfly Valley and the waist, there were deep and shallow marks, it was embarrassing to see panic.
Han Jingbai was outside the living room, recording the battle situation last night, and after clicking on the website full of small advertisements to send the report, he got up and went back to the bedroom to coax people.
That Han Jingbai was shameless, tossing and tossing in the middle of the night, so that when Mo Zhiyang returned to the publishing house in the afternoon, he was holding his waist weakly and yawning when he got out of the elevator.
“Little Mo, Xiao Mo.” Ding Yang, who had been squatting outside all this time, saw him coming, slipped out from the glass door, dragged him to the corner of the bathroom without saying a word, “You counted it coming!” “What’s wrong
? “There is something wrong with this expression, Mo Zhiyang pulled back his hand, and the man couldn’t accept it. “What happened?”
Ding Yang: “Do you know that there is a Mr. Li who suddenly injected capital into the publishing house ?” ”
“This is a good thing.” Mo Zhiyang was a little baffled, the publishing house had already been unable to get rid of it, but now someone injected money in, it was a timely gift.
“What a fart.” Seeing that he didn’t know, Ding Yang sighed, “Mr. Li said that he wanted to fire you, and he would be the editor in charge of Nuan Yang himself.” Only now did
Mo Zhiyang understand what was going on, “Fuck!”
“The editor-in-chief refuses. The two of them are talking now. There is probably no way around it. That guy surnamed Li deliberately buried holes in the contract, and the editor-in-chief didn’t feel it was right until he signed it.” Ding Yang leaned against the wall a little annoyed.
The relationship between the three of their colleagues has always been good. If one of them is forced to leave, he must be in a bad mood.
“Oh.” Mo Zhiyang nodded, it seemed that the person surnamed Li wanted to drive him away from his position.
Editor-in-chief Yang is such an honest person, what can he talk about, or go to meet him in person, I don’t know if he wants to be in power, or he wants to go to his own grave.
When Mo Zhiyang returned to the publishing house, he saw that the door of Editor-in-Chief Yang’s office was closed, so he took the initiative to knock on the door, “Editor-in-Chief, are you there?” After a while, a
voice came from inside, “Come in.”
After pushing the door open, the room Besides Editor-in-Chief Yang, there was another familiar man, the one who gave flowers to Han Jingbai at the hotel before.
Li Ang looked at the person standing at the door, his disdainful expression did not restrain himself, “Do you know me?”
“Er… who are you?” Mo Zhiyang knew it, but deliberately pretended not to know it. I can’t get to know you.
This guy doesn’t know himself? Really stupid enough, how can such a person be suitable to be the editor of Nuan Yang?
“We met before. At the hotel, I went to send flowers to Nuan Yangda.” As he spoke, Li Ang took off his sunglasses, slandering in his heart: Should I recognize myself now?
“Oh~~” Mo Zhiyang pretended to be suddenly enlightened, and suddenly stopped after several times, “I don’t know.”
Li Ang slapped the table and stood up, “You!” You
are so stupid, no wonder you were bullied in the video .
“Little Mo, you go out first, and you are talking to him, Mr. Li.” Editor-in-Chief Yang gave him a wink.
Li Ang didn’t take Editor Yang seriously at all, and stopped him, “No, I’ll talk to him myself, anyway, if you break the contract, you can’t afford to pay five million.”
“You.” Editor-in-chief Yang blushed with anger, but he didn’t expect to be swayed by him.
Mo Zhiyang didn’t want to embarrass the editor-in-chief, so he proposed, “Can we go out and talk?”
After agreeing, the two went to sit and chat in the coffee shop downstairs.
“I have already signed a contract with your editor-in-chief. I will inject capital and you will resign. I will be the editor of Nuanyang myself.” Li Ang explained the situation straightforwardly.
Mo Zhiyang looked at him, “Resign?”
Do you want to compete with labor and management for a man? This is easy to say.
“Yes, you resign.” Li Ang took off his sunglasses, glanced at him, with the eyes of an idiot, “You have little work experience and no background, and the current situation can’t help Nuanyang, what kind of editor ?”
Mo Zhiyang began to think, editor Yang’s temper would definitely not accept other people’s money, and if he breached the contract, it would be bad for both parties, “That’s fine, but I have conditions, I won’t resign, but you can become Editor of Nuanyang, after all, I also have to eat.”
That’s fine, after all, this person is not as rich as himself, and he has to work to support himself.
Seeing him leave in high spirits, Mo Zhiyang took a sip of his cappuccino iced coffee, shook his head and sighed, “Little fool, I don’t know that Bailian’s heart is sinister.” “He wants to fuck your man, and you still step
aside Is it?” The system feels that this is not his style.
“Damn it, I forgot to ask him to pay the bill!” Thinking of his own poor wallet, Mo Zhiyang suddenly withered, “No, I’m going to ask him for money.” After the two went back, they went through the handover procedures
, Move Nuanyang to his name.
Li Ang looked at the work table, couldn’t hide his smile, “Money can turn ghosts.” Finally, I can finally get in close contact with Nuan Yang!
“Congratulations.” Mo Zhiyang smiled.
Holding this document, Li Ang left boldly.
The system sighed, “Oh, I suddenly sympathized with Han Jingbai, who was betrayed by his wife.”
Mo Zhiyang didn’t say anything, watched Li Ang leave with a smile, greeted the editor-in-chief, and then left the company.
“Hey, hey, it’s too much for you to send your man in front of others, right?” The system couldn’t stand it anymore.
Sitting on the bus back, Mo Zhiyang rested his chin and watched the scenery fly by outside the window, ignoring the system’s nagging in his mind.
Li Ang drove back first, packed his clothes, and rang the hotel doorbell.
Hearing the doorbell, realizing that it was Yang Yang who came back, he quickly exited the small website, opened the door and saw someone coming, and opened his arms to hug him.
