Buying tickets, checking tickets, boarding the bus......

Approaching the Spring Festival, the train tickets for ordinary hard seats and soft seats are sold out, but there are still sleeper tickets, Sun Quan was also going to buy a sleeper, although he used to buy hard seats when he used to take the train by himself, and when there was no seat, he didn't mind the standing ticket, but this time he went back with a female ticket after all.

And Yuan Shuiqing's beautiful female ticket is obviously more compatible with the sleeper ticket.

Sometimes, Sun Quan thinks: whether a man is a gentleman or not should be directly proportional to the beauty of his female partner.

For example, when he was with Yuan Shuiqing, he wanted to help her get the suitcase, backpack and everything for her, and if he had Schwarzenegger's size, he was even willing to carry her on his back.

What made him more and more satisfied was that Yuan Shuiqing was very sensible.

He helped her with the suitcase, she smiled and acquiesced, and when he reached for the backpack on her shoulder, she shook her head and pushed his hand away, and whispered, "No!

Look at such a beautiful beauty so sensible, it's no wonder the old saying goes: ugly people are more weird.

When she got into the sleeper car, Sun Quan still did his best to take care of her, help her put her luggage, help her make her bed, pour water for her, and ask her if she was hungry......

He wasn't so good at serving people, but for Yuan Shuiqing to do all this, he seemed to be suddenly self-taught.

......

Meanwhile.

The office area of the third editorial group of the starting point editorial department.

The editor in charge, Da Zhuang, stared at the monthly ticket list on the computer screen, rubbing his fingers against the stubble on his chin, squinting at something, and if you look closely, you will find that his eyes are fixed on the tenth-ranked "My Decathlon".

"Zhuangzhuang! Have you bought a ticket to go home for the Chinese New Year?"

The female editor opposite winked at him and asked softly.

But her flattering eyes were destined to be thrown to the blind man, and she didn't raise her eyelids, so she casually sent her away, "Does it have anything to do with you?"

The female editor, who looked quite delicate, rolled her eyes, and the smile on the corner of her mouth disappeared in an instant.

A few minutes later, an emaciated figure passed by Da Zhuang, a middle-aged man with slightly gray sideburns, Da Zhuang raised his eyes, and suddenly stood up and shouted: "Boss!

The middle-aged man with gray sideburns stopped suspiciously and looked at Da Zhuang, "Something?"

Da Zhuang smiled, walked over with a straight face, patted the non-existent dust on the middle-aged man's back, and whispered in his ear: "Boss, is there still a place to arrange for the recent Dafengtui?"

The middle-aged man pushed his fat hand away and looked at him funny, "Which book do you want to push?"

Da Zhuang blurted out: ""My Decathlon"! Boss, you don't know, I have the best score in this book right now, of course I want to push this one!"

At this time, the female editor, who had just been dumbfounded by his words, spoke, "Oh, Zhuangzhuang! Do you really dare to think about it? Hasn't that book just been on the big seal not long ago? Do you want to give it again? The author of this book is your brother-in-law?"

When the middle-aged man heard this, he bowed his head slightly, smiled at Da Zhuang, and said, "Yes, isn't that book just published? Otherwise, let's talk about it in a few months?"

As he spoke, he was about to leave.

Seeing this, Da Zhuang was anxious, subconsciously grabbed his arm, and argued in a suppressed voice: "Boss! "My Decathlon" was promoted last time, wasn't it our company to reward him for the advice he gave us? Isn't that the recommendation he deserves? And, you see! With its current results, it stands to reason that it is not too much to give him a big seal push at this time, right? Boss, do you say it?"

The middle-aged man frowned and groaned.

The female editor on the other side interjected again: "Boss, don't bother! I happen to have a book in my hand, but I haven't been on the big seal push yet, why don't you give me the quota this time?"

After being disturbed twice in a row, Da Zhuang finally got angry, Huo Ran turned his head and glared at her angrily, "Are you insane?

The female editor sneered.

The middle-aged man looked at her, then at Da Zhuang, and was about to say his decision, when Da Zhuang suddenly approached him again and whispered: "Boss, haven't you noticed? This book has been fighting a monthly ticket war with Ghost Dance's new book recently, how fierce Ghost Dance's new book is this time, you know, let's give it a big seal push at this time, there is a good show!"

The middle-aged man was stunned, "Really, there's a good show to watch?"

Da Zhuang nodded vigorously, "Absolutely!"

So, the middle-aged man smiled slightly, "Okay! Since you say so, then arrange it! You are responsible for communicating with this author to see if he can concentrate on updating it well a year ago, if he can't guarantee the update, it will be a waste for us to give him a big seal, don't you say?"

Da Zhuang's face was full of surprise, and he nodded again and again, "OK!OK!Give it to me!Boss, don't worry, I'll be responsible for communicating with him, I'm sure he will guarantee the update, hehe, let me tell you, this guy may not have other strengths, it's just that the update is fast!"

The middle-aged man smiled slightly, raised his hand and patted Da Zhuang's shoulder, "Okay! Wait until you communicate, tell me the result, and I'll arrange it!"

......

Sending off the editor-in-chief, Da Zhuang smiled, glanced at the female editor opposite with disdain, quickly returned to his seat, opened QQ, found "My old grandson", and sent him a message.

A minute passed, five minutes passed, and ten minutes passed, and the message he sent out was like a stone in the sea, and there was no reply.

The smile on Da Zhuang's face faded.

But he is still stable, the author's online time is not fixed, he believes that my grandson will be online this morning, because he updates quickly, there are updates every morning, and many authors are used to after the update, log on QQ to relax.

In this regard, Da Zhuang Men Qing.

But......

Why hasn't my grandson replied to me when it's time for lunch?

Don't want to push the big seal?

There was no smile on Da Zhuang's face at all.

Especially the female editor opposite gradually seemed to see something from his expression, he didn't smile anymore, but the smile on her face became worse and worse, and the most annoying thing was that when it was close to lunchtime, she even hummed a little song.

I smirked...... I smirked......"

Laugh at your sister!

Da Zhuang didn't give her a good look.

He was about to pack up his things and go to lunch, when the editor-in-chief passed by him again, and when he passed, his footsteps stopped, turned his head and asked Da Zhuang, "Hey, by the way! Have you contacted the author of the book you said?

Da Zhuang caught a glimpse of the woman on the other side smiling at the joke.

So, his head was hot, and a smile instantly appeared on his fat face, and he assured the editor-in-chief: "Of course you can! Boss, don't worry, I have already told him, and he said that the update is absolutely no problem!"

The editor-in-chief did not doubt it, and nodded slightly with satisfaction, "Yes! Okay! Then I'll go back and arrange it for him." ”

After saying that, he smiled at Da Zhuang and left.

As soon as he left, Da Zhuang's face collapsed in an instant, how could he still have half a smile?