"What? You repeat. Gao Xiang was incredulous, unconsciously raised his voice, and his slightly chubby body also "propped up" from the black soft leather chair.

The chair with pulleys moved backwards with the sudden thrust, Gao Xiang didn't stand firm for a while, but was carried down by the wheels of the retreating chair, and his round buttocks came into close contact with the shiny floor.

"Editor-in-Chief Gao, are you okay, Editor-in-Chief Gao, Editor-in-Chief Gao." Hearing the sound of "bang", Zhao Ken said nervously.

"I'm fine." Suspecting that Zhao Ken was too noisy on the other end of the phone, Gao Xiang first replied to quiet the other party, and then rubbed his mottled skin and buttocks.

After relieving himself slightly, Gao Xiang stood up again, and then resumed his strict tone and said, "What you just said is true. ”

"Editor-in-Chief Gao, don't get excited, there is always a way to solve this matter. And there is still some time for this inverted magazine typesetting and printing, if Hu Ziyi works overtime to catch up with the night, maybe... Perhaps...."

Listening to the sound on the other side, Zhao Ken naturally thought of his boss, Editor-in-Chief Gao, and was stunned by the news that came suddenly.

Therefore, he not only spoke cautiously, but also carried some persuasive meaning.

It's basically a good look forward, and the sunshine and rainbow will always slowly climb up from the edge of the skyline.

But after Gao Xiang on the other side relieved himself, he was very calm, like a meteor crossing the sky, and he regained his former spirit in an instant.

"There is no possibility and no possibility, I can postpone the time of magazine typesetting, but for Hu Ziyi now, it doesn't mean anything at all, even if we give him the time to print, at that time, his paper is estimated to still be a clean white. Hu Ziyi, a person who went all the way down, was a little smooth, I thought his talent was enough to support him to keep going, but I didn't expect... Hey~~~~" In the latter words, Gao Xiang didn't say any more.

Instead, he turned his mind and remembered the plan that had been carefully deduced by himself, he gave his thumb down, rubbed his forehead, and said in a deep voice: "Editor Zhao, I'll arrange for you to meet someone, if there is no big problem, he will be responsible for the content behind Hu Ziyi's comics." ”

Ghostwrite! Two words flashed in Zhao Ken's mind, as an editor, he instinctively wanted to raise objections, and he did the same: "Editor-in-chief Gao, if the matter is revealed, this will be a big problem." ”

"The biggest problem now is that Hu Ziyi's comics must remain serialized." Gao Xiang suddenly said loudly.

The sales of Huajing Comics have been rising, and its comic "Unheard of Flower Name" has not only gained momentum, but also received rave reviews. Therefore, Gao Xiang stirred up a seaside typhoon, and there is no sign of abating until now, and the media is like a mad dog, sniffing everywhere in this whirlpool, thinking about digging out some big news from it all day long.

In addition, Caiyao's high-level staring, and many people who were at the same level or lower than him were staring at his position. At this time, if it is revealed that Gao Xiang has made the first big decision after becoming the editor-in-chief of Stellar Comics Agency, this bearded Yi who has been dug up to hype suddenly interrupted the serialization. If this is the case, his career will come to an end, and half of his life's efforts will turn into waves.

This kind of thing is absolutely not allowed to happen.

As a result, Gao Xiang had no way to quench his thirst by drinking a duck.

The pressure accumulated over so many days made Gao Xiang suddenly explode. The voice was inevitably scary, and Zhao Ken was also scared on the other side of the phone for a long time.

After raising his voice suddenly, Gao Xiang also realized that he had lost his temper, so he calmed down, and his tone became softer: "Zhao Ken, you don't have to worry too much, this is just an expedient measure." As long as we survive this period of time and the public opinion turmoil calms down a bit, I will quietly let Hu Ziyi disappear from everyone's field of vision, and at that time, no one will know about ghostwriting. ”

Gao Xiang patiently explained, gently reassuring this henchman who had some distant kinship with him, so that his thoughts could be cleared up and avoid some problems on the way.

"Okay~~~......." Zhao Ken said in a long tone, but then turned his mind and said, "That beard is easy to ...... there."

"I'll come in person." Gao Xiang said decisively.

Gao Xiang really didn't have much hope for Zhao Ken's ability to do things, Hu Ziyi had already told him many times about this matter, but he didn't expect Zhao Ken to make such a fuss.

"Uh, okay."

After that, Gao Xiang said the man's information, and then hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Gao Xiang sat on the chair annoyedly, tilted his head and rubbed his temples.

After a little relaxation, Gao Xiang put his feet on the ground and suddenly jumped up from his seat.

He decided to go outside the office for a walk.

Out of his closed and soundproofed office, outside him is a busy and orderly office of colleagues. When walking head-on with the colleagues below, the subordinate employees will basically bow their heads and say, "Gao is good." ”

For these Gao Xiang has long been accustomed to it, because today is not in a good mood, employees greeted them, most of them nodded their heads, without saying a word, if they are usually in a good mood, for their own image, too will still give these employees a response "Hello." ”

Although there is no salutation, it is a rare courtesy.

But after Gao Xiang walked for a while, he met someone who made him even more unhappy.

"Yo, Editor-in-Chief Gao, look at your whole face turned dark gray, why are you sad, what happened?"

Gao Xiang raised his head and looked at it, and found that this yin and yang strange voice was indeed this guy from Wang Cheng.

If it was usual, Gao Xiang would have played with this Wang Cheng for a while, but now, he really didn't have this interest, so Gao Xiang said lightly: "It's okay, it's just that I didn't sleep well last night." ”

Wang Cheng put his hands on his waist, lowered his head, stared at Gao Xiang's expression and whispered with concern: "It can't be that Hu Ziyi has a problem." “

Gao Xiang's forehead, which had added a lot of wrinkles recently, trembled slightly, and his voice was still as flat as water: "Is Director Wang's concern beyond your scope of authority?" ”

"Editor-in-Chief Gao thinks too much, I just care about my physical condition at the same time." Wang Cheng straightened up again, the beard that had escaped from shaving in the morning rose slightly, and the gaze that fell on Gao Xiang's face was also retracted.

"Thank you so much, when Director Wang doesn't sleep well that day, I will also care about it." Gao Xiang moved, "I still have something to do, so I won't accompany Director Wang to chat here." ”

After finishing speaking, he didn't wait for Wang Cheng's answer, and left directly.

Looking at Gao Xiang's gradually disappearing back, Wang Cheng's original warm smile turned into a sneer, standing in place, and said softly: "I'm afraid you can't see this day." ”

After walking around, Wang Cheng left the building of the Stellar Comics Club with relaxed steps, went to the car alone, and then picked up his mobile phone and made a call.

"Mr. Chen, judging from Gao Xiang's expression, Hu Ziyi really has a problem."

"Good."

"What's next..."

"You care about the typesetting and printing department of Stellar Comics Agency."

"Okay."

"Next, I just waited for Gao Xiang to play stinky chess." The voice on the other side said confidently.