At about 9 o'clock that night, Dong Chuan got off a bus with his pocket, walked a few steps, took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit one, and then put his hands in his pockets again, humming a small song and walking forward.

It is a wide but quiet road, and on both sides of the road are newly planted plane trees.

Dong Chuan walked alone on the sidewalk on the side of the road, feeling very comfortable, looking up at the stars at night from time to time, jumping forward from time to time for more than a dozen steps, and occasionally touching the guardrail on the side of the road.

His steps are brisk.

I walked and walked until I came to an intersection in front of me, and I turned into an alley with dim street lamps on both sides of the alley, and the ground was fairly clean.

The light at the door of a small building in front of it is much brighter, and there are a few big words on the door - Ocean Hotel Staff Dormitory.

Dong Chuan subconsciously quickened his pace, and when he was about to reach the door of the dormitory, a young girl's voice suddenly came from the oblique: "Dabao!!"

Dong Chuan paused, turned his head to look, and saw at a glance that under the shade of the tree next to him, his female ticket Han Xiaoya trotted over, she was wearing a pink sweatshirt tonight, probably because it was a little cold at night, and the hat of the sweatshirt was also worn on her head, probably for this reason, Dong Chuan just swept his eyes from her, but he didn't recognize her.

"Xiaoya, are you waiting for me here?"

Dong Chuan was surprised.

Han Xiaoya stepped forward, first looked up at his face, then blinked, and asked tentatively, "How is it? The result of your discussion with Sun Quan? How much salary does he give you?"

Dong Chuan frowned, "Xiaoya, he won't treat me badly, what salary do you ask? Well, I promised him! I will resign tomorrow, and go to him after completing the resignation procedures as soon as possible!"

Han Xiaoya frowned, "Are you stupid? My brother still settles the accounts, by the way, how much salary did he give you?"

Dong Chuan stepped forward to take her hand, smiled and said, "I didn't ask, he probably forgot to tell me, don't worry!

After hearing this, Han Xiaoya raised a foot and stomped on the toe of his left foot, angry: "You idiot!

Dong Chuan screamed, immediately let go of her hand, and jumped on the spot, while Han Xiaoya gasped a few breaths, seeing that his face was red, she exhaled, and rolled her eyes up, "Okay, okay, okay! Don't pretend! Then you go back and remember to ask him your salary! You idiot, you will change jobs without talking about salary......"

When Dong Chuan heard this, he finally stopped jumping his feet, stepped forward to hug her again, and whispered in her ear: "Xiaoya, don't be angry, you don't understand my relationship with Biyan'er, we are brothers! It's cold, he has no thick clothes to wear, I can lend him the new down jacket my mother just made for me to go to the Internet café at night to write, I fall in love with you, there is no money to eat at the end of the month, he can also help me play a copy when he goes to the canteen every day to eat, our men's feelings are different from you women, don't believe you wait and see!" Look at how much he will pay me when I finish my first month and pay my salary!"

"Really?"

Han Xiaoya was skeptical, but there was no anger in her tone.

"Really!" Dong Chuan smiled innocently and nodded slightly.

......

Sioux City, Sioux Province.

In a hotel pastry room, a thin girl in white clothes and white hat came in from outside the door with a mobile phone in her hand.

Several colleagues in the pastry room glanced at her and retracted their gaze, the buns were wrapped, and the noodles were still cooked.

The emaciated girl quietly stuffed her mobile phone into the pocket of her jeans lower body, and with a harmless smile on her face, she quietly came to the board and made buns with a few colleagues.

Her technique is skillful, and the folds of the buns are very uniform and beautiful, and the speed is not slow.

"Boyfriend's phone?"

The man standing across from her raised his head slightly, looked at her, smiled and asked.

This man was in his early thirties, and he was the supervisor of the pastry room, and he was in charge of everyone in the pastry room.

His question immediately attracted the attention of several other people.

The emaciated girl who had just come in from outside the door was looked at by so many people, her face turned a little red, and she quickly shook her head and denied it, "No! ”

"College class president?"

The director chuckled, didn't ask any more questions, lowered his head and continued to pinch the bun.

But he didn't say anything, but the emaciated girl was still talking to him, "Director, I—I want to resign!"

Well, it's just that the way of picking up is a bit ingenious.

The director's fingers pinching the bun stopped, and the others looked at the emaciated girl again in surprise.

The director looked up at the girl again, his brow furrowed slightly, "Rhona, are you kidding me? We are a five-star hotel! It is impossible for ordinary people to come in, are you not happy to work here? Or do you think there is no future in us?"

The emaciated girl, that is, Rhona, her cheeks were already very red at this time, but she still insisted: "Director, I really want to resign, not for any other reason, but for my own reasons, I, my boyfriend opened his own store, and he needs me to help him!"

The director was a little surprised, but his brow furrowed even tighter.

Several other colleagues also had different expressions.

A woman in her forties asked curiously, "Nana, didn't you say you didn't have a boyfriend before?

Rhona blushed and whispered, "I lied to you before. ”

Woman: "......"

A man in his twenties suddenly sighed, "It's over, we finally have a beautiful woman in the pastry room, and it's going to be gone again!"

The woman's unkind gaze, which was speechless, immediately shot over.

Another woman in her thirties also raised her hand to smash a small piece of dough.

......

Next.

Sun Quan received a call from Kuang Longfei.

"Ah Quan, Luo Na has already agreed, she said that she had already submitted her resignation to their supervisor last night, and she can come back to help us when she completes the resignation procedures!"

"Oh, that's a good thing! Well, by the way, did she have any conditions?"

"No! I mentioned the conditions you gave her, and she hesitated for a moment before agreeing, without mentioning anything else. ”

"Oh, okay, then wait for him to come back!"

"Uh, Ah Quan, that ...... Contact Chen Yufeng...... Have you thought about it? Do you want me to contact him?"

"Well, no need! I have already contacted Dong Chuan, he is in our city, and he has agreed, as for Chen Yufeng...... He is a good cook, and now he has a great future in the big city hotel in the south, so let's not bother him for the time being. ”

“......”

On the phone, Kuang Longfei was silent for a moment before saying, "Okay, OK! Dong Chuan is also okay, his skills are also good!"

......

At the end of the call, Sun Quan was still a little surprised.

- Rhona agreed so easily?

He remembered that this girl was quite her own way, he didn't have much friendship with her, and Kuang Longfei didn't seem to have much friendship with her, why did she agree so happily?

He had the impression that after graduating, she seemed to have gone to a five-star hotel to make pastries, and the opportunity should be said to be very good.

I can't figure it out, but Sun Quan doesn't think it's important, just make sure she agrees.

Putting this behind him, he continued to code.

In other words, in recent days, with the decrease in the number of words he has coded every day, the number of updated words in "My Decathlon" has also dropped by a cut, from the original 12,000 words per day to the current 6,000 words per day, and occasionally only three chapters with a total of 9,000 words.

The slowdown in the update speed of this book also directly affects the book's ranking on the monthly pass list, which has now slipped to 19th place in the monthly pass list, and it should continue to decline depending on this trend.

Fortunately, this month is almost over, so the ranking of this book will not drop too far this month, but it will be difficult to say next month.

So recently, when he coded words during the day, he tried to get the code a little faster, and tried to get a little more script.

But his plans have not changed, and he continues to write the outline of his new book every night.

Time passes.

Sure enough, when March came to an end, "My Decathlon" was fixed at the 24th place in the overall monthly ticket list.

On the list of urban monthly passes, it also fell to the third place.

In this regard, there must be people in the online literature circle who are talking about it, and Sun Quan himself saw someone in a certain author group talking about his update and monthly pass.

Roughly speaking...... He exploded for several months in a row, and finally withered, and his follow-up was weak and couldn't explode.

Some people also said that he should have earned enough money, he should have soaked in the girl, sang every night, and the king will not be early from now on.

Wait, Sun Quan found that there were quite a few people talking about him in that group.

But he just looked, he didn't speak.

The mouth grows on other people's faces, and the hands grow on other people's wrists, what do those people want to discuss, who can stop them?

Besides, he was talked about a few words, he also had a lot of meat, and people were really right, he did make money, and he did get a girl, so ...... What's there to worry about with those single dogs?

The spirit of Ah Q is sometimes so useful.

Not only the author's group, but also his book fan group, Huaguo Mountain, has been asked recently why his update has slowed down?

His explanation was: It's almost over, so write slowly to give everyone a better ending.

So this group of books became superstitious and let him go for the time being.

......

April 1st, April Fool's Day, is also the day when the starting author's background publishes the amount of each author's manuscript fee for the previous month.

And the figure of the manuscript fee for March that Sun Quan found this morning is like an April Fool's Day joke made to him by the starting point - 46,639 yuan.

Sun Quan frowned at the time, feeling that this was unscientific.

In order to make sure that his memory was not wrong, he specially checked the amount of his manuscript fee in February - 49,984.5 yuan

His manuscript fee in March was only 3,000 yuan less than that in February?

Is this scientific?

My update in the second half of March was so slow, but the manuscript fee was only so little?

He frowned and thought for a while, but he couldn't figure out how this was possible, so he carefully checked the details of his manuscript fee.

It didn't take long for him to find the reason.

The manuscript fee for subscribing to this piece is indeed less than 8,000.

But the income from this reward is 5,000 more.

He blinked suspiciously, clicked on the page of "My Decathlon", and sure enough, he found that the name at the top of the fan list had been changed - the six-eared macaque.

The name that currently occupies the top spot on the fan list of his book is actually a person named "Six-eared Macaque".