Iren sat in front of the computer in a daze, and it took a while to come back to his senses, and he wanted to laugh a little, but finally turned into a sigh.

She thought it was ridiculous today.

Obviously, she went to dig people, but the people she dug up turned to dig her, is there such a thing in the world?

She is a little distressed now, how should she report this matter to Editor-in-Chief Hu?

Honest reporting?

Editor-in-Chief Hu probably looks at me with strange eyes, right?

It's easy to delete a few words that this guy dug me up at the end, but after deleting it, this conversation record looks incomplete!

Yiren sat in front of the computer and pondered for a long time, but she didn't make up her mind, but after a long time, she didn't have to worry, Editor-in-Chief Hu helped her.

Suddenly, Editor-in-Chief Hu asked from beside him: "Yiren, have you contacted that salted fish and my grandson in the afternoon? Has he agreed to your offer? Hmm? What is this? Is it your call record with him?"

When Yiren hurriedly turned around, he found that Editor-in-Chief Hu was already staring at the chat history on her computer, and the more she looked at it, the more strange her expression became.

Yiren's heart sank, and he said secretly: Oh no.

But at this time, she wanted to hide anything, it was too late, she could only stubbornly accompany the smiling face, how to react after reading the editor-in-chief Hu, not to mention, she was really a little curious about what the reaction would be after the editor-in-chief Hu read it?

Editor-in-chief Hu stretched out his hand and moved her mouse, flipped through the chat history on the Internet, and looked at it for a while, and after reading it, he really looked Yiren up and down with strange eyes.

Yiren was a little uncomfortable by his gaze, his cheeks were slightly red, "Editor-in-chief......" she reminded softly.

Editor-in-Chief Hu coughed lightly, nodded slightly, thought about it, and said: "Don't tell people casually that our website does not include room and board in the future!"

Yiren was a little stunned, and after reacting, his cheeks turned even redder, and he quickly nodded in agreement.

Editor-in-Chief Hu looked at her again, his expression was still very strange, he shook his head slightly, and left.

He just left.

Yiren looked at his departing back in astonishment, and wanted to ask, "Boss, aren't you going to say something more?"

......

Late at night.

Sun Quancode returned to the bedroom after finishing the manuscript, the big demon king was already asleep in the small shaker, and his daughter-in-law Yuan Shuiqing was reading a book by leaning on the bedside, only turning on a table lamp.

In the light of the table lamp, her face is beautiful and her eyebrows are picturesque.

After Sun Quan got into bed, he leaned beside her, glanced at the book in her hand, and saw a lot of codes at a glance, and felt a little dizzy at that time.

Under the covers, he touched her leg with his foot.

"What?"

Yuan Shuiqing turned his face to look at him, his eyes puzzled.

Sun Quan put his hands behind his head and leaned comfortably on the head of the bed, saying that this leather bed of more than 10,000 yuan, not to mention other places, only the feeling of the back of the head of the bed is really comfortable.

"I'll talk to you about something, and you can listen to it. ”

"What?"

"I want to get a personal studio, what do you think?" Sun Quanhan asked her with a smile.

Yuan Shuiqing frowned slightly, "What kind of studio? What kind of studio do you need to make a studio for what you write? Do you need to recruit people?"

Sun Quan: "Well, I probably have to recruit two or three people! The investment should not be large, I think so, just rely on the little manuscript fee earned by writing, it is too hard, and I can't earn much, the upper limit is limited, if I get a studio, there will be someone to help me find a way to sell my various copyrights, every time I sell a copyright, the income may be more than I write a book, and I heard that if the manuscript fee goes from the studio's account, the tax rate seems to be lower, and only this part of the money saved is estimated to be enough to pay the staff.

In addition, I also want to recruit one or two assistants, usually nothing to collect for me to collect all kinds of information I need, by the way, also help me correct the typos in my manuscript, after all, I type so fast every day, some words are typed wrong, I may not have found it myself, if someone specially helps me to revise, I can also save some snacks, more time to write manuscripts or do other things, what do you say?"

Yuan Shuiqing listened to him quietly, bowing slightly, "Is there anything else?"

Sun Quan hesitated slightly, and nodded, "Do you remember that I told you before that you can invest in various adaptation rights of other authors' works? If I can get this studio, maybe we can try to buy some other adaptation rights in the name of the studio, such as game adaptation rights, film and television adaptation rights, and so on." ”

Yuan Shuiqing thought for a while, and then asked, "Then how much do you preliminarily estimate how much this studio will invest?"

Sun Quantian put his face around her waist and said with a hippie smile: "You help me do the math! You must be better at this than me, right? ”

Yuan Shui glanced at him innocently, but still nodded, "Okay! Then I'll go back and help you calculate, by the way, since you want to build a studio, do you want to go out and rent a house? You can't open a studio at home, right?"

Sun Quan's mind flashed the villa in the magic capital, and the villa was still empty.

However, he doesn't want to go to the magic capital to live, and he doesn't want to take his wife and children there, in terms of livability, the environment in the magic capital is really much worse than that of M City.

"Well, you don't have to go to the city to rent, just rent a house around here, anyway, my studio usually doesn't need to be open to the public like ordinary stores, just rent it around here! ”

"Okay, I know, I'll see if there's a suitable house around here!"

......

The husband and wife said a word to me, and they discussed this matter like this.

Sun even wanted to dig him up on the grid Chinese network, but he also told Yuan Shuiqing about digging the other party's responsible editor.

After hearing him say this, Yuan Shuiqing couldn't cry or laugh.

He asked, "Are you insane? How could you do that?"

Sun Quan also smiled, "It's fun! Besides, the editor's work attitude is okay, when she poached me, she persevered, she didn't get angry when I said anything, I admired her." ”

Yuan Shuiqing shook his head while holding back a smile, "You, you, you, you want to recruit people, why don't I help you make a post on the Internet?" Or you go to your author's forum and post a post yourself, you should be able to recruit people, right?"

Sun Quan: "That's different! Find it casually outside, you may not know much about the online literature industry, and my studio needs a person who knows more about online literature to help me take care of it, the responsible editor of the grid Chinese network should be competent, besides, people may not agree, really can't dig her, let's find a way to recruit somewhere else!"

"Whatever you want!"

Yuan Shuiqing didn't bother to talk about him.

......

The next morning.

Iren came to work in the editorial office as usual.

As soon as she sat down in her seat, she heard a male colleague next to her shouting to her, "Hey!

Yiren frowned and turned his face to look, "What are you doing?"

The male colleague raised an eyebrow at her and asked with a smile: "Hey, I heard that you failed to dig that salted fish and my grandson?"

Iren's brows furrowed even tighter, "Who did you listen to?"

Male colleague: "Hey, you don't care who I listened to, you just say if there is such a thing, right? What a failure?

Yiren's expression was hesitant, "If you don't tell me who said it, I won't answer your question!"

After settling her face and speaking, she withdrew her gaze, but in her heart she was guessing who sent it out?

Editor-in-Chief Hu? Editor-in-Chief Hu will spread this nonsense?

But if it's not Editor-in-Chief Hu, who else can it be? In addition to herself, Editor-in-Chief Hu knows about this matter at present.

"Hehe, it's okay if you don't answer, looking at your face, it should be true! Alas! The beauty plan will fail, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

The male colleague sitting next to him sighed in a weird way.

Iren thinks he's farting and doesn't bother to pay attention.

It's just that her mood this early in the morning is inevitably affected.

Sighing secretly, she turned on the computer, boarded QQ, and wanted to see if the salted fish and my grandson had sent her a message, she no longer hoped to dig him, but she was now a little curious about what he wanted to dig her yesterday, is it true?

Is there a follow-up?

QQ boarded, she saw some of her authors sent her messages, it is her job to serve her own authors well, she patiently replied one by one, to her a little disappointed - the salted fish and my grandson did not send her a message.

He's really kidding me......

This thought flashed through his mind, and Yiren felt that he seemed to be a little disappointed in his heart?

I obviously didn't plan to jump ship to that guy's studio, why was I disappointed?

......

Midday.

It's almost time for lunch.

Yiren, who is handling her work step by step, heard QQ ring twice again, such a sound, she will hear it many times a day during working hours, most of which she will not pay attention to immediately, but wait for the work at hand to end temporarily, and then focus on replying to the authors who sent her private messages.

However, at this time, because it was almost lunch time, she was almost done with the work at hand, so she sulked and clicked on the private message she had just received.

The next second, she frowned, because she suddenly realized that this private message was that ...... No, it was sent by the salted fish and my grandson.

Salted fish and my grandson: "Beauty, what I told you yesterday, have you thought about it, are you interested in coming to me to help me?"

Yiren smiled slightly, put his hands on the keyboard, ready to type and reply, however, the words that were ready to refuse were typed, but they were deleted by her, she herself may not know why, anyway, she thought about it, and after deleting the words of refusal, she re-typed and sent the past sentence: "Do you really have room and board there?"

Maybe it's because it's not easy to live in the capital?

Salted Fish and My Old Sun replied with a smiley expression.

Then he replied in text: "It's more real than real gold! So, you agreed?"

Yiren blinked, blinked again, hesitated for a while, and replied, "You let me think again, and then reply to you when I think about it, okay?"

Salted fish and my grandson: "Okay! I'll wait for you." ”

Yiren replied: "Thank you!"

Salted Fish and My Old Sun gave her a smiley face again.

The conversation between the two should be considered to be over this time, Yiren sat in front of the computer, one hand on her cheek, a little stunned, she herself was a little strange how she could hesitate, why didn't she immediately refuse him?