She didn't know that there was that group, and after removing those people, she began to sort out the people in the group, and Aite only had one side, saying that as long as she was there, she would talk about it, and there were not more than a dozen replies, but there were a few familiar faces. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

As I guessed, since she came in, Momoko and some people have had their own ideas.

It is only because chocolate has given a boost that it has completely split the original turbulent Mo Chu, and those who want to become management, want to increase prices, and want to gain connections have become active.

Mo Xiaozao was surprisingly calm, as if the conversation on the phone had nothing to do with her, as for the peach that appeared was asking what those people had done, she and the infection would be removed without saying a word to anyone, do you think she is only covering the sky?

"Editor Peach, please understand that I am the editor-in-chief here, and I don't need to report to you if I decide whether to go or stay alone." Her words are not long, and they are particularly hurtful to the sore spot of Peaches, not the editor-in-chief!

Obviously, Yan Yiyuexi promised that after leaving, this studio will be managed by Peaches, and he can also do some tricks and feet that he knows in this and take some benefits.

Momoko also knows that this time she and Mo Xiaozao must separate one person to stay, and the other person to leave, not letting you only let yourself lose your connections and become the weakened party all the time.

"The editor-in-chief also has to have a reason, otherwise you remove them now and don't pay for the manuscript, what about us next time? We are at the bottom, but you rely on our labor to be here, so that you can be your editor-in-chief and enjoy the treatment of being taken care of by the studio. ”

She has to admit that Peaches is very smart, at least much smarter than when she first met, and she already knows how to use her own words to incite people's hearts and capture the biggest point of people who come to the studio to write, the manuscript fee.

As long as this is magnified, those writers who succumb to money will attack her like sharp blades, showing one of the writers' most powerful skills, words.

The sound of Bai Luohuan tapping on the keyboard and Xiao Wu's game sounded in his ears, his eyes turned off his computer, and he watched them attack seriously, which time he delayed the payment of the manuscript fee because he was uncomfortable, and which time he didn't issue it because of the bad weather in the place where he was.

"I'd like to ask what time it is."

"At that time, the studio was only established, and when I came in, there were only dozens of people, and when I received the manuscript, I wrote an update at 10,000 yuan a day according to the requirements, and my manuscript fee was delayed for three weeks, and many times I could only rely on one meal a day to get by."

A name that she had never seen before suddenly appeared, and only said one sentence, and the effect was obviously much better than that of those who were chasing her indiscriminately, and those headless fly-like attacks stopped instantly, as if waiting for her response.

She took a serious look, and the other party's name was very literary, called Ignorance, Unaware Sadness.

There is no standard business card for writers, and it is clear that this person is not the writer here, or rather, someone else invited foreign aid, just to win this battle.

Mo Xiaozao took the mobile phone and started typing, only to pour out the three words who are you, and saw the news on his side, fifteen messages, which were still increasing at a rapid rate, and Mo Chu could see Bai Xiao constantly poking and poking her.

The words at the top are not long.,But let her know that she doesn't know.,I don't feel sad is a person who Peaches finally dug up at the beginning.,The strength is very strong.,The manuscript is also a good ranking.,Come in and write just to get some more money to save money for your children.,But because of the delay again and again, I returned the studio.。

That time there was not much trouble, and only some people knew about it, and as for the estimation that they knew everything, only Peaches herself and didn't know, and they didn't feel sad.

She put the phone beside her, looked up to see the roof of the shed, pressed her eye sockets, rubbed it before picking up the phone again, and unexpectedly saw that she didn't know, and she didn't feel sad.

"I know you're strong, why don't you go somewhere better?"

"Why bother with these people in this kind of studio, so why bother with these people?"

Lying on the bed, her body turned over, and she could see the black screen of her own computer under the bed, buzzing quietly, through the iron bed to her ears, quite an indescribable smile.

I thought it would be such a powerful character.,It's just a person with another purpose.,I didn't even bother to reply.,Directly blocked the conversation that didn't know.,Unconsciously sad opened the page of Mo Chu.,There are more than a dozen messages in it.,It's the explanation of her identity with unintentional sadness.,And the reason why she came because of the peach.,Finally, she pointed out that she didn't give the author a way to live.。

She didn't even hesitate to remove the ignorance and unaware sadness, and gave a ten-day ban on Peaches, and then chased the ban one by one, making sure that nothing was missed before she began to say what she thought.

"Not long after I took Mo Chu, I didn't think about how to deal with Mo Chu's affairs, and I just wanted to see what you look like on weekdays when I came in today, but I didn't expect it to be some people who took money and still broke their mouths."

"I don't know about Mo Chu's delay in publishing fees, and that's not a past that I can interfere with."

"If you have any ideas now, you can poke me anonymously, continue to write down, and don't wronged yourself here if you can't, spend money and time to raise a white-eyed wolf and forgive me for not being able to do it."

At the end of the day, I don't forget to say that this is what I want to say, and I will take my opinion seriously, and I can have a public question answering tonight, and tomorrow is also the day when the manuscript fee will be distributed, and no one will be less than a cent.

She finished all the things she wanted to say in one breath, withdrew the software and lay on the bed, she should have been chatting in the group for two hours, as if she had exhausted her brain and fought a battle.

Mo Xiaozao rubbed his temples and sighed softly, his little hands covering his face to cover the dazzling sunlight.

Writing a 10,000-word manuscript is not tired of this kind of fight with the other party, but this kind of battle makes her think of a problem that she never thought of, if she doesn't deal with Mo Chu with one heart, there will be many such things, and there will not be only one peach who wants to be on top.

She couldn't do it once in Mo Chuli like this, and when she left, she was still herself, and there were not even a few people who were willing to follow her.

Took out the mobile phone sunken in the quilt, and after logging in to the software, there were already six messages, I thought they would all care about the manuscript fee and their welfare, but I didn't expect someone to ask her how she planned to organize Mo Chu.

Organize the questions into the document one by one, and follow the important and unimportant lines all the way down, and when you get to the bottom of the question, how to organize the ink at the beginning, do you still need such a continuation mode?

Typing word by word, calculating the time it took for this document to be completed, it should still be enough for her to write a manuscript for a while.

(To be continued.) )