Starting Point Editorial Department.

In the office area of the fifth editorial group, Daiyu dealt with various tasks with a dull expression, replied to the private messages of his authors from time to time, and after replying, he continued to review the submission of new books in the mailbox, and took the time to return one or two sentences to the questions of the same group of editors next to him.

Her business is skilled, and her work efficiency is okay, but her expression is a little too bland, and she looks like she has no hope in the world and no longer cares about food and vegetables......

It turns out that she is not like this.

She's only become like this for the last half a month.

As for the reason?

Not to mention a few editors in the same group, most of the editors in the entire editorial department are clear.

It is said that her subordinate red-headed, explosive maniac, and platinum god - Salted Fish and My Old Sun, because the company's revenue exceeded 100 million last month, it is likely that he will not write new books in the future.

Some colleagues who know more about the inside story also know a little bit that the private message sent by Daiyu to my grandson has not been replied to for more than half a month.

In the past half a month, Daiyu sent one or two private messages to my grandson every three or five days, but he didn't receive a reply.

Just ask: Is this normal?

Under normal circumstances, what author would dare to ignore the private messages he is responsible for editing?

Even if it's a platinum god, even if it's the top platinum god, such as Sanshao and others, it's impossible to ignore the private message he is responsible for editing so much, right?

Be!

The salary and net worth of the editor-in-charge may be far worse than those platinum gods, but the editor-in-charge often controls the recommended arrangements for the works of those gods!

It's about the future of each author's work.

With such a right in hand, even if he is a platinum god, even if he does not hold his own editor, it is impossible to ignore his private messages as editors.

Unless...... Then the author wants to close the pen or wants to change jobs.

In addition, it is estimated that it can be explained by serious illness or disconnection.

Has my grandson been seriously ill or disconnected recently?

This possibility is too small, and everyone hasn't heard the wind at all, and combined with the recent rumors on the author forum, everyone in the editorial department of the starting point is more inclined to salted fish and my grandson are ready to close the pen and stop writing.

They can understand this.

The net worth is so rich, and it is normal to seal the pen.

In this regard, everyone in the editorial department has different ideas in their hearts.

Some people feel sorry for the editors who like to read the works of Salted Fish and My Old Sun; some people secretly rejoice, which is schadenfreude; and some people are more indifferent and don't feel anything in their hearts, because they are more nervous or not self-motivated......

As for the hairtail?

She is very lost, there is a feeling of almost falling out of love, and even divorced, and the salted fish and my grandson are the popular top cards under her, the god of the Oiran level.

Her performance in the past two years has been very beautiful, mainly due to the fact that she has such a platinum god who can play under her hands, and she knows very well in her heart that if the salted fish and my grandson really close the pen, her performance will soon return to its previous state, mediocre.

A promotion and a salary increase is no longer to be counted on.

Even when I usually blow water with other colleagues, I have less confidence.

And all the current signs show that the salted fish and my grandson seem to be really going to close the pen.

Colleagues only know that she sent him a private message and he didn't reply, in fact, she has called him several times, and it was his assistant who answered it every time, and his assistant always said that he was busy, and if there was anything to tell her, she would convey it.

The result?

She didn't know if the assistant had conveyed it, but she hadn't received a reply from him anyway, and she hadn't called her back.

If this is a love, then it is clear that he doesn't love her anymore.

A sound of footsteps came from far and near, and came to a stop next to the desk of the ribbon fish, and the ribbon fish glanced at it casually, it was a round-faced young man, and the hairy mole on the left side of her face made her feel disgusted every time she saw it.

She knew that this guy was the editor of the audit team, obviously ugly, and she felt good about herself, not long after she joined the company, he frequently harassed her, and he also called her: I like her.

In this regard, the ribbon fish is very disgusted.

There is a sense of humiliation and humiliation—even if you are so ugly, you have the confidence to pursue me? Am I only worthy of a man like you?

"Hey, Uchiha Daiyu, I've got great news for you, if you agree to a noon treat, I'll tell you now, how about the deal?"

The round-faced young man accosted her with a smile.

Great news?

You've finally decided not to chase me?

These two thoughts flashed in Daiyu's heart, and he didn't lift his eyelids, and said casually: "The transaction failed, where are you going back and forth!"

The tone is rather bland.

She didn't want to give him a chance, she didn't want to give him any room for fantasy, she wanted him to be interesting.

However, the round-faced young man didn't seem to understand what she meant, he still had a smile on his face, one arm rested on the partition of her desk, and he raised his eyebrows in a chic manner, "Don't be so anxious! It's about the salted fish and my grandson! Are you sure you really want the deal to fail?"

Salted fish, my grandson?

As soon as this name entered his ears, Daiyu frowned, and the work on his hand stopped instantly, and he finally raised his eyes to look at the round-faced young man.

Another editor next to him also looked at it curiously and said, "Hey, really fake? What kind of news? Tell me about it!"

The round-faced young man's expression was a little proud, but he shook his head, looked at the ribbon fish with a smile, and said, "The transaction is successful, if it is successful, I will tell you!"

Daiyu frowned and looked at him, a little hesitant, a little suspicious, wondering if this was a trick deliberately set up by this guy, just wanting to eat with her.

"Are you sure it's great news?"

"Sure, yes, sure!" The round-faced young man's expression was not false at all, and he was full of confidence.

The editor next to him repeatedly encouraged Daiyu to agree quickly.

Daiyu hesitated for another two seconds, looked at the hairy mole on the face of the round-faced young man with a tangled expression, suddenly gritted his teeth, and hummed, "Okay, then you can say it quickly!"

"Yay!"

The round-faced young man clenched his right hand into a fist, made a celebratory gesture, and then finally said the great news he brought, "Salted fish and my grandson just uploaded a new book, really, you know, I am responsible for the review of the new book, I just passed the review for him, but you should not be able to search for his new book for the time being, only by clicking on his pen name, you can see his new book, I ......"

The round-faced young man was still chattering about the introduction, and the stunned Daiyu had already hurriedly lowered his head to search for Sun Quan's pen name, and then decisively clicked on his pen name.

In the author's space of his pen name, she really saw a new book that had just been released under his pen name - "The Last Wish of the Dead......

At that moment, her expression was extremely complicated.

She felt that she should cry with joy, but looking at such a non-mainstream title, she was very worried in her heart, worried that the book would not become popular.

No matter how you look at it, this title doesn't look like the title of a book that an online article should have, it's too non-mainstream.

"Hehe, how about it? I didn't lie to you, did I? Daiyu, let me tell you, in this kind of thing, I will never lie to you......"

The round-faced young man was still next to him.

Daiyu turned a deaf ear and suddenly sighed, and a relaxed smile finally appeared on her face, because she suddenly figured it out.

It's better to send a new book than to close the pen.

Besides, although this title is a bit non-mainstream, after all, this is a new book by Salted Fish and My Old Sun, so if you rush to his pen name, there must be readers who click on it to try to read.

So the popularity of this book is not much worse.

Moreover, if the quality of this book is online, the possibility of becoming popular is not impossible, and the new title of the great gods could have been a little willful.

"Okay, thank you for telling me the news, let's eat together at the restaurant at noon!

Relaxed and happy, the ribbon fish raised his head and gave the round-faced young man a smile and a promise.

The round-faced young man was surprised and delighted, "Meal, restaurant, our company's restaurant, why don't we go out to eat? or I invite you?"

Daiyu shook his head and refused: "No, I'll invite you if it's okay, how can I let you break the bank? Okay, it's so happily decided, you go back to work quickly! The leader will curse when he sees it." ”

Round-faced youth: "......"

......

Meanwhile.

On a cargo ship sailing smoothly on the sea, facing the boundless sailor Zhang Shun with only ups and downs, sat at the door of the cockpit, leaning against the door frame, blowing the sea breeze, while swiping his mobile phone boringly, while yawning boringly.

A few years ago, because he heard from his uncle that the salary of being a sailor was high, and his work was relatively leisurely, he was young and ignorant, so he followed his uncle to this freighter to become a new sailor.

Before coming, he also went to revisit the classic "Sailor" and learned to sing: "When I was half asleep and half awake, I seemed to hear the sailor say: Hey, what is the pain? Wipe away your tears, don't be afraid, at least we still have dreams......"

He thought that if he became a sailor, he would slowly become a real man.

But when he really got on this freighter, he slowly realized that real men are very lonely, and after the freighter sailed into the sea, he soon couldn't even see the coastline, and as far as the eye could see, there was nothing but sea water around him.

And such a boring life often lasts for more than half a month before the freighter docks.

There were no young and beautiful girls on the freighter, and even the aunt who cooked was over fifty years old.

It's a sad day!

During these sad days, he learned to use his mobile phone.

He just finished reading the book "Sword in the Clouds" a few days ago, and has been waiting for the author of this book to open a new book.

Can......

What did he wait for?

In the past few days, the book review area has even said that this author has made a fortune and will not write new books?

Look, he can encounter such a fucking thing, and he is also drunk.

Why didn't the author who was chased by others make a fortune? The author I chased was so perverted? The monthly income exceeded 100 million? Are you sure you're talking about the renminbi?

He was unwilling, especially when he was looking for other books in the past few days, how to read and how he didn't like it, he couldn't help but brush the page of "Killing Sword in the Clouds" again, just like at this time, he couldn't help but click on the pen name of Salted Fish and My Old Sun, and the next second, his eyes lit up, and his upper body, which was originally leaning crookedly on the door frame, suddenly sat up straight.

"Dead Wishes? Damn, finally a new book?"