Chapter Ninety-Four: Wang Xia's Shock

"Fan Fan Editor?"

"You're all about it, it's me, I'm sorry to disturb you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 Listening to the voice on the phone, Zhang Zai knew that on the other end of the phone, the person who spoke must be very restrained.

"Is there something wrong?"

"That's right, the "Journey to the West" you wrote has received a very good response now, and many viewers have written to ask us to publish it in the publishing house. We'd like to hear from you! ā€

"What do you mean?" Zhang Zai frowned. Add a journal, which means that your rest time will be reduced.

"Our publisher has discussed it, and if there are no problems on your side, we plan to add a new issue next Monday. Of course, if you can't do it, we'll still do what we agreed. When Fan Tongtong said this, he was a little apprehensive. It's been added.,There's no way.,Who let her keep in touch with this club.怂

Every time she chatted with this club, she was inexplicably nervous, like a student meeting a teacher, meeting a natural enemy. The whole person didn't dare to take a mouthful.

Now the editor-in-chief and editor-in-chief of the Sifang Publishing House are both happy and miserable. On the one hand, the novels that have been in the past are selling very well, and on the other hand, readers have written to ask for additional publications, saying that two or three chapters are uncomfortable to watch. Ask for more chapters.

"Then let's do what we agreed upon." Zhang Zai thought about it for a while, he didn't write novels full-time. There's no need to put too much effort into it.

"Uh, okay. Then it won't bother you. Zhang Zai's words were expected by Fan Tongtong, and Fan Tongtong was inexplicably relieved when he heard Zhang Zai's refusal. After hanging up the phone with a sigh of relief, he stood up and stretched.

"It's just a phone call, Fan Fan, are you there? It's like you're on the battlefield. Winnie looked at her friend and smiled.

"You don't know, the thing I'm most afraid of right now is calling this guy. Do you see it, my forehead is sweating. Fan Tongtong pointed to his forehead. Winnie leaned over to take a look, and was really sweaty.

"It's like this when you make a phone call now, if you see a real person later, you can't walk anymore." took out her tissue and handed it over, and Winnie blamed her for not being able to make iron and steel......

After hanging up the phone, Zhang Zai handed the phone to Wang Yajun on the side.

"They're here to urge the draft?" couldn't resist being curious, Wang Yajun asked.

"yes. I wanted to add a new issue, but I didn't agree. ā€

"Why? Wouldn't that be nice? After the addition, you can gain more popularity. Your path will be a little better in the future. Although Wang Yajun rarely reads novels, this kind of thing can still be understood. Ordinary authors, do you think the publisher will pay attention?

"Because I'm lazy." Zhang Zai gave an extremely capricious answer. This made Wang Yajun almost not breathe.

"It's not in shape." He glared at Zhang Zai with coquettish eyes, and then turned around and ignored Zhang Zai. Wang Yajun was originally a young and lovely character, and this glance almost didn't make Zhang Zai's eyeballs fall off.

The two chatted for a while, and then Zhang Zai leaned back in the chair to rest. I played too late with Zhu He yesterday, and Zhang Zao's drowsiness was already ready to move.

When he was in a daze, Zhang Zai felt an extra pair of hands on his head, and gently kneaded them on his head. Comfortable for him to hum.

"Hey, no. How can Zhang Zai have a woman's scent on his body. Looking at Zhang Zai's expression, he looked happy. Wang Yajun originally planned to pinch it in another place, but the car was so small, and some things were naturally exposed.

"...... say?" Wang Yajun didn't dare to imagine it anymore.

"Zhang Zai, you have to pay attention." When Haoshi got out of the car and said goodbye to Wang Yajun. Wang Yajun said something that made Zhang Zai scratch his head.

These were originally very clear and clear warnings, but when he thought that Zhu He would play with him in stockings tonight, they were immediately forgotten by Zhang Zao.

After eating, he and Zhu He rolled up the sheets until noon the next day. Huang Hua's call came in, and Zhang Zai got up from the bed with some reluctance. As a human being in two lives, what can make him motivated, except for beautiful women, is money. And, of course, fame.

How to say that sentence, as soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world.

"Are you going out?" Seeing Zhang Zai get dressed, Zhu He asked half-asleep. She was tossed miserably by Zhang Zai last night, and it wasn't until the early hours of the morning that Zhang Zai let her go. The thought of those postures made Zhu He's face flushed.

"Well, I'll treat you to a big dinner in the evening. No need to get up. Take a break for a while. Looking at Zhang Zheng's knowing eyes, Zhu He instantly covered his head with a quilt. It wasn't until he heard the sound of the door closing that Zhu He quietly stuck his head out of the bed.

"What to do, it's a little unbearable." Feeling the pain from his lower body, Zhu He lay on the bed and was stunned. After half a ring, I remembered that I had made an appointment with Wang Xia to go shopping today, looked at the time on my phone, hurriedly got up, and put on my clothes after enduring the discomfort of my body.

"Zhuhe beauty, tell me honestly, have you had a super friendship relationship with that male god of yours." As soon as they met, Wang Xia made a joke about Zhu He.

"Nope." Normal people would not admit this kind of thing, let alone the thin-skinned Zhu He.

"None? You're lying to a three-year-old. Just like you, with spring in your eyes. With a smile in his eyes. And the skin is so smooth and delicate, it must have been nourished by your male god. And it's sufficient. As a theoretical expert, Wang Xia broke Zhu He's heavenly opportunity with one sentence.

"I'm going to die, that's what the streets say. Aren't you going to buy something? I can't go yet. Don't go home. Looking at the pedestrians coming and going on the side of the road, Zhu Hexin mentioned it, afraid that others would hear it. Hurriedly changed the subject.

"Buy it, but you'll have to tell me about it. I'll help you refer to it. ā€

"I'm fine, I don't need your reference. You'd better take care of yourself. Ignoring Wang Xia beside him, Zhu He walked towards the women's clothing store on the side. She suddenly remembered that last night's stockings were almost broken.

Wang Xia would let Zhu He go so easily, and instantly turned into a kraft candy, pestering Zhu He to death. made Zhu He dizzy, and finally Zhu He couldn't hold on anymore, so he told Wang Xia about the private affairs between her and Zhang Zai.

"What? At least five times a night? Listening to Zhu He's words, Wang Xia exclaimed. As a relatively open woman, Wang Xia often chats with her sisters, and the content of women's chats alone, except for clothes and bags, the rest are basically men.

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