After Shi Sheng signed his name, Lian Rong went in with a red face and looked at the people in the editorial department for a while. What medicine did he take wrong?

Fang Ruixuan takes Shi Sheng to the conference room first, followed by locust and Qingzi.

Acacia is a man. It doesn't look more than thirty. Qingzi is a woman, about thirty, who seems to be the elite of the publishing house.

Sheng lazily turned over the contract. It was probably sure that there was no problem. He directly signed his name. Both locust and Qingzi had done a good job of bargaining and argued, trying to persuade her not to change the contract. Who knew she would sign it like this

No sign.

Be unprepared.

Akiko: "..." this is the fastest signing I've ever seen.

Locust: "..." people who have seen the eighteen prohibitions don't want to talk.

Because of Shi Sheng's cheerfulness, the signing was completed soon. Fang Ruixuan invited Shi Sheng to dinner. Shi Sheng was not happy and politely refused. Fang Ruixuan didn't say anything and sent her away.

"Why don't you come over later?" Walking in the back, Qingzi chatted with locust.

"Qiangu will be on the market soon. He came to confirm some details. Ah, I want to ask for leave. When I talk to him, I feel a few years older. Looking at my white hair, he made it for me." Locust has no loveable answer.

"I've never seen a boy like Wengu." Qingzi is a senior and speaks naturally in the tone of an elder.

"Don't mention it. It's been much better in the past two years. You don't know that when I took over, I wanted to blackmail him every day." As an editor, if you want to blackmail the author, you can imagine how annoying that author is.

"Why are you coming?"

"Yes." Robinia pseudoacacia subconsciously answered. After answering, he remembered that there was something wrong with the voice. He looked up and saw Shi Sheng standing in front. Their boss had disappeared.

"Can I stay and wait for him?" Shi Sheng asked with a smile.

The locust thought of the one who asked for his contact information before, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smoke, "yes, you are also the eternal cover painter..."

I really want to see her dream burst when she saw the past.

Qingzi doesn't have an office with locust. After Shi Sheng and she made friends with each other, they followed locust to their editorial office.

Lianrong's little fan sister is very happy to contribute her position. She is busy pouring water and snacks for Shi Sheng. She has a dog leg alive, which makes everyone's honey thrilled.

"Goddess, what else can I do for you?" Lian Rong asked curiously after she was busy.

"Et al."

"Who are you waiting for?" Lianrong blinked and tried to make herself look more lovely. The goddess praised her for being cute.

"She waited for her past." Locust raised his head from the opposite side and returned to a sentence instead of Shi Sheng.

Lian Rong: "

Lianrong is also estimated to have been poisoned by the past. She swallowed her saliva very hard. "Goddess... What are you waiting for him? Your cover has passed. Don't wait for him."

Shi Sheng smiled and didn't answer. Lianrong stood for a moment, detoured to the locust and poked the locust vigorously, "what's my goddess waiting for the gentle teacher? Why do I have a bad hunch?"

The locust waved as he drove away the flies, "don't bother me. I'm busy."

If he wants to deal with all kinds of strange flowers and find fault, he has to conserve his energy.

When people in the editorial department heard that Wengu was coming, some people directly asked for leave or went out of the field on the grounds of urging the manuscript. The people above probably knew that Wengu could not poison the employees, so as to avoid the employees asking for mental loss fees, and they did not refuse.

Editors who can't escape under this excuse can only discuss for a while. When Wengu comes, they urinate and escape collectively and come back when Wengu leaves.

Locust is more unripe and loveless. You can also pee shield. What can he do?

Of course, you can only choose to forgive him!

The editorial department, which had been very busy, immediately became empty.

Because the goddess was here, Lian Rong insisted on not leaving, but she looked very nervous. She was like a soldier on the battlefield. She would rush out and die when the general gave an order.

It looks funny.

Shi Sheng did nothing to play the game. About half an hour later, Wen Gu appeared outside the editorial department.

Before he came in, the editors of the editorial department got up one after another and went out from him like hiding from the God of plague.

Wengu came in from the outside and his sight fell on Shi Sheng. Shi Sheng raised his mobile phone, "great God."

Lianrong sat next to Shi Sheng and said hello to Wen Gu with a stiff smile, "Wen Gu teacher."

Wengu's face has no expression, but it won't give people a cold feeling. What he exudes is a very peaceful breath, but it's such a man who is a male God from a distance and a male God from a close look. It's hard to be picky.

"Miss Wengu, you're here." Robinia pseudoacacia got up from his seat, quickly pulled out a clean chair and cleaned up everything on a table.

Wengu approached and glanced over the chair, "this chair..."

"Teacher Wengu, our editorial department only has this condition. Even if you are picky, I can't change it for you. Just make do with it." Obviously, locust is very experienced.

He didn't sit. He didn't sit, and the locust didn't dare to sit. He stood up with lotus. Only Shi Sheng was sitting.

"Miss Su."

"Yes."

"It's easy for you to get sick when you sit like this. I suggest you don't sit like this. Girls should have a good sitting posture. You look very impolite to the people here..."

Lianrong couldn't bear to look at her forehead. The goddess was taught a lesson

Shi Sheng still sat foolishly and even shook her legs. As many hooligans as possible, she raised her eyebrows, "Oh, how should I sit? Teach me."

Eh eh——

Lianrong opened two finger cracks and looked over there carefully. How did she feel that Wengu teacher was molested??

So Wen lowered his eyes and went to the table where the locust had cleaned up, "let's start."

Locust quickly took out the prepared things and spread them out.

Lian Rong: "..." is that it?

She silently gave Shi Sheng a thumbs up. Today, Wengu teacher only said a word and didn't say it. It's a miracle!

Over there, the locust is looking at each other nervously. The whole person is in a high tension. His hands are full of cold sweat. He is afraid that the man opposite will spit out something to hit people.

Today, he knew that Wengu was coming. His clothes were carefully checked up and down. There was absolutely no problem.

But the reality hit him hard in the face, "the tie doesn't match the clothes, the hair should be cut, and there is dirt in the nails..."

Locust: "..." let me die.

The locust waited for Wengu to finish. He went to the toilet to tidy it up. After confirming that there was no problem, he returned to the editorial department again. Wengu looked at him up and down twice and didn't continue to be picky.

Locust breathed a sigh of relief, started quickly, and then sent away the God of plague.

"No."

"No."

"Change."

Then there was the dialogue. The locust endured it all the way and kept writing down the places where he said "no", "don't" and "change".

Being an editor is like being a servant. Is it easy for him?