"Isn't this my assistant summer when I was alive? It's just a girl who looks and has a good figure, what's so interesting about this? I asked the white-haired old man in great confusion. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The white-haired old man continued to laugh, saying that since he appeared, his smiling face has never been put away, I am really curious, this old guy has really been very happy? Or did he not know anything other than a smile?

"Oh, so this girl's name is Summer!" The white-haired old man nodded slightly, and then continued: "Look carefully, she is feeling sorry for you!" ”

I floated up to Summer, slowly lowered my head, brought my face in front of her, stared at Summer's face, and looked at it carefully.

At this time, Summer's face, although she did not cry with pear blossoms and rain, was already full of sadness, coupled with her tearful eyes, it was enough to prove everything that the white-haired old man said, she was really sad.

The white-haired old man walked up to me slowly and patted me on the shoulder, "Young man, it's good! I thought your character was so bad that no one would feel sorry for you! I can't imagine that there is such a person who is sad for you. ”

I put my head up. At the moment, in my heart, there is a feeling that I can't put into words, this feeling is difficult to describe in words, I don't know how to express it. The expression on my face was the same as mine, and I couldn't see anything but stunned.

The white-haired old man looked at me and asked puzzledly: "Someone will feel sorry for a guy like you, you should burn high incense to celebrate, why is your face full of astonishment, as if you have picked up money and stepped on **** at the same time?" ”

The white-haired old man chattered in my ear, but I didn't pay any attention to his words, just thought about it.

After a short period of entanglement, my originally stunned expression turned into doubt, and I said to myself in my heart, "Isn't it? Shouldn't it? ”

The white-haired old man read my heart again, but he didn't understand what I meant, so he asked curiously, "What's not, isn't it?" What shouldn't be? Young man, what the hell are you thinking? ”

As for the white-haired old man's question, I, who had fallen into deep thought, naturally did not pay attention to it, but continued to think about it on my own, and my eyes were fixed on the tearful eyes of summer, and I never took my eyes off for a moment.

Summer was my assistant and last. Why do I say the last one, because I have changed an unknown number of assistants before, and Summer is just one of them, and the one who has been with me the longest.

In these years, online writers with a certain ability will equip themselves with an assistant, and those who stand at the top of the pyramid have multiple assistants by their side.

The requirements for assistants vary somewhat depending on the needs of each writer. Some are responsible for the writer's itinerary and other work matters; Some are taking care of the finances and doing some paperwork work; Others are bubble coffee, run errands, etc., to help writers share some trivial chores in life. To sum up, a writer's assistant is actually about helping writers solve troublesome and easily distracting things, so that writers can concentrate on writing.

For me, my requirements for an assistant are to be able to help collect information, verify manuscripts, understand some finances, and help take care of life. It doesn't feel like an assistant in the eyes of ordinary people, but more like a housekeeper. In the vernacular, it's half a secretary, plus half a nanny.

As for my assistant's writing requirements, like most writers, it doesn't matter if you're sincere, as long as you can understand what you write, normal people can understand it. After all, how is the assistant's writing, for the writer himself, it does not play a role, have you ever seen a writer, because the assistant's writing is good, and the outside world praised?

It has always been widely believed that writers have high requirements for their assistants' writing, which is a complete misunderstanding. There are even some writers who are very disgusted with using assistants who are too good at writing, because they are afraid that others will mistake them for ghostwriters.

Rather than caring about writing, I am more concerned about appearance. When choosing an assistant, writers usually take appearance as an important reference condition. This is not because the writer is lustful and greedy for beauty, but because of the job of an assistant, he often has to follow the writer everywhere to make announcements, do activities, and go in and out of various social places. At such a time, the assistant can be regarded as half of the face of the writer from a certain point of view, and if this façade is very shabby, it will only be the face of the writer. Therefore, the appearance of the assistant does not have to be pleasing to the eye, but it must be able to handle it, so as not to lose face to the writer himself on key occasions.

In fact, a request like mine, in the circle of assistants, is a lot of money, and it is not difficult to find. But as I said before, I have a bad personality and find it difficult to get along with people, even if it is an assistant around me.

Being angry and scolded is a common thing for me. If you catch up with me and come up with some bad ideas and toss some moths, it will make it even more miserable to be an assistant.

Thanks to my rotten personality and stinky disease, it is difficult for anyone to tolerate it. The assistant around me will leave as soon as he comes, and changing assistants has become my daily routine. In just two or three years, a large number of assistants have been replaced, and when they were the most diligent, they were replaced by three in a month.

Over time, my difficult name spread in the circle of assistants, and I was considered a blacklisted person. So much so that in the future, except for newcomers who have just entered the industry and don't understand the market, no one will be willing to come to me as an assistant at all.

About a year ago, my assistant's position had been vacant for a while. It just so happened that at this time, I happened to have another novel on the ground, and I urgently needed to recruit an assistant by my side to help me with some chores. And at this time, this girl called Summer appeared in front of me.

Since it was a year ago, the time is not too far away, and I still remember the situation at that time relatively clearly. At that time, because I urgently needed to recruit an assistant for emergency, I posted a job posting online. Unexpectedly, not long after the message was sent, someone came to apply, and this person who came to apply was summer.

To this day, I vividly remember the first time I saw summer. She has a double ponytail, a green face, and she is dressed up and down, she can't see a little trendy style, no personality, and can only be described as dressed very cleanly.