There are still a few days off after the annual meeting, and there are only a few people working in the entire office.

And Kui Kangyong, as the director of the annual meeting, also has to edit out the film shot last night so that it can be broadcast on Qile Video.

And Wang Jian didn't go back, as a security guard of the company, he wore a suit at this time, standing straight at the door of the office, although there were few people in the office, but he still had to stand his last shift.

"Hello, is Mr. Zhang here?" The elevator door opened, and a thin man looked around and asked.

"Are you Yu Jiaheng?" Wang Jian naturally knew him, after all, he couldn't have forgotten the other party so quickly about the winner of the 100,000 prize last night.

"Yes, I'm Yu Jiaheng, Mr. Zhang asked me to come last night!" Yu Jiaheng said timidly, he didn't know if Mr. Zhang was here.

"Mr. Zhang has arrived, he is in the office inside, you can go in by yourself!" Wang Jian pointed him to the room where Zhang Xiaowei was.

"Thank you!" Yu Jiaheng walked towards Wang Jian's office after speaking.

"This kid is so lucky, he can be smashed to the head early by the huge prize of 100,000 yuan. Wang Jian looked at Yu Jiaheng's back and shook his head helplessly and said.

"Hello Mr. Zhang!" Yu Jiaheng came to the door of Mr. Zhang's office and knocked lightly.

"Please come in!"

"Hello Mr. Zhang!"

"Oh, it's Yu Jiaheng, please come in and sit down!" Zhang Xiaowei greeted when he saw Yu Jiaheng find his office.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, I'll come!" Yu Jiaheng said with some flattery, after all, it is unreasonable to let a boss make tea for himself.

"No, just sit down!"

Yu Jiaheng was speechless, after all, he was not very familiar with this Mr. Zhang, so the boss personally made tea for you, and you sat there like something was going on.

"Yu Jiaheng, I should call you the second floor!" Yu Jiaheng is a writer on the Chinese network, and his results have always been neither good nor bad, and his author's name is called the second floor.

"Haha, Mr. Zhang laughed. Yu Jiaheng didn't know what to say.

"I took a look at your work, your work is biased towards love, if it can be placed on the female frequency, maybe you will get unexpected results!"

“…！”

"Mr. Zhang, you have read a few of my books!" After all, he has only been transferred to Feiheng for two years, and he has only written two books, and the second book is still being written at this time.

"After reading your four books, I can only say that one is more exciting than the other. ”

"Four?" Yu Jiaheng said in surprise when he heard Zhang Xiaowei's words.

Although he didn't write a lot of words, he had more than four million words anyway, so how could he read them in one night.

If it may be that Guanda has seen it before, it would be a bit unrealistic, if there was no party this time, maybe Zhang Xiaowei would not know that this Yu Jiaheng is still a writer, and his writer is called Erlou.

"But I'm a man, and it's a little bad to put it on the female frequency!" Here, I haven't heard of a girl who puts her work on the male frequency, and there is no male writer who is willing to put her work on the female frequency.

"If you put it on the female frequency, maybe the effect will be different!" Zhang Xiaowei continued to persuade.

"Okay, I'll try it once!" was finally used by Yu Jiaheng, after all, who wants to live with money if they can make money.

……

There are still a few days off after the annual meeting, and there are only a few people working in the entire office.

And Kui Kangyong, as the director of the annual meeting, also has to edit out the film shot last night so that it can be broadcast on Qile Video.

And Wang Jian didn't go back, as a security guard of the company, he wore a suit at this time, standing straight at the door of the office, although there were few people in the office, but he still had to stand his last shift.

"Hello, is Mr. Zhang here?" The elevator door opened, and a thin man looked around and asked.

"Are you Yu Jiaheng?" Wang Jian naturally knew him, after all, he couldn't have forgotten the other party so quickly about the winner of the 100,000 prize last night.

"Yes, I'm Yu Jiaheng, Mr. Zhang asked me to come last night!" Yu Jiaheng said timidly, he didn't know if Mr. Zhang was here.

"Mr. Zhang has arrived, he is in the office inside, you can go in by yourself!" Wang Jian pointed him to the room where Zhang Xiaowei was.

"Thank you!" Yu Jiaheng walked towards Wang Jian's office after speaking.

"This kid is so lucky, he can be smashed to the head early by the huge prize of 100,000 yuan. Wang Jian looked at Yu Jiaheng's back and shook his head helplessly and said.

"Hello Mr. Zhang!" Yu Jiaheng came to the door of Mr. Zhang's office and knocked lightly.

"Please come in!"

"Hello Mr. Zhang!"

"Oh, it's Yu Jiaheng, please come in and sit down!" Zhang Xiaowei greeted when he saw Yu Jiaheng find his office.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang, I'll come!" Yu Jiaheng said with some flattery, after all, it is unreasonable to let a boss make tea for himself.

"No, just sit down!"

Yu Jiaheng was speechless, after all, he was not very familiar with this Mr. Zhang, so the boss personally made tea for you, and you sat there like something was going on.

"Yu Jiaheng, I should call you the second floor!" Yu Jiaheng is a writer on the Chinese network, and his results have always been neither good nor bad, and his author's name is called the second floor.

"Haha, Mr. Zhang laughed. Yu Jiaheng didn't know what to say.

"I took a look at your work, your work is biased towards love, if it can be placed on the female frequency, maybe you will get unexpected results!"

“…！”

"Mr. Zhang, you have read a few of my books!" After all, he has only been transferred to Feiheng for two years, and he has only written two books, and the second book is still being written at this time.

"After reading your four books, I can only say that one is more exciting than the other. ”

"Four?" Yu Jiaheng said in surprise when he heard Zhang Xiaowei's words.

Although he didn't write a lot of words, he had more than four million words anyway, so how could he read them in one night.

If it may be that Guanda has seen it before, it would be a bit unrealistic, if there was no party this time, maybe Zhang Xiaowei would not know that this Yu Jiaheng is still a writer, and his writer is called Erlou.

"But I'm a man, and it's a little bad to put it on the female frequency!" Here, I haven't heard of a girl who puts her work on the male frequency, and there is no male writer who is willing to put her work on the female frequency.

"If you put it on the female frequency, maybe the effect will be different!" Zhang Xiaowei continued to persuade.