Chapter 64: Four Days and Nights (1)
On October 23, during the day, Zhao Yang needed to go to work.
Those awesome bosses are asleep secretaries, and the king is not early. Squeeze a group of hard workers to get up early and work hard for him, and ninety percent of the money earned goes into their pockets, which is used to hire more hard people and sleep with a new and beautiful woman.
The cycle goes on and on, no wonder everyone wants to squeeze into a small piece of the upper social class, it's really comfortable.
Zhao Yang rushed to the publishing house with such a small feeling, and then continued his review, review, micro-revision, and then screened and uploaded to the team leader's boring work.
The girl at the side table who has a good figure but an ordinary appearance, the two of them are familiar with each other, phew, anyway, they are familiar.
Yin Jia, 25 years old, height 167, waist circumference ...... Hip circumference...... Bust...... I won't tell you, it's good anyway!
Although I don't know why Zhao Yang, a guy from the online literature group, wanders around to work here. But for the sake of being a foodie, Yin Jia is still very kind and enthusiastic to Zhao Yang.
As for places like the editorial office, if it weren't for the special environment of Gudao, the ratio of men and women would still be very blessed. So no one was hostile to a little girl just because he was close to Zhao Yang, which made Zhao Yang feel a little relieved.
You must know that in the event of a war over a mate, the low-level one is considered to be a fight between two animals, and the high-level one is considered to be a war between two countries.
When a man gets close to or is together with a girl that everyone likes, then it will reduce the favorability of the same sex towards him. Whether out of anger or jealousy, this is a very delicate situation.
Therefore, a truly sensible man will give up meaningless actions such as being courteous to her or brushing up on her when there is no possibility of really pushing down a beautiful girl around him, and instead create so-called opportunities for other men, in exchange for a good impression and convenience that is truly meaningful to him.
However, Zhao Yang in his previous life, after living for so many years, he had this kind of consciousness at all, and when he saw a good-looking person, he had to go up to ask for warmth with a flattering face, and finally ended up with a good person card, and he still had a bit of a dead face when he lived again.
For example, looking at the thighs and buttocks and breasts of the girls around you with your eyes, etc., it is always better than those black pressed words. With a turn of the eye, it's all over, and it won't be discovered. This is a magic skill that I have been practicing by a female teacher since I was in junior high school.
Zhao Yang was looking at it, when he heard a "bang", a girl hung up the phone, and angrily threw a stack of documents on the table. A bunch of people were looking at it.
A few acquaintances asked in a whisper, and the girl didn't care about the impact and scolded: "Damn, what kind of popular writer is it"
Yin Jia and Zhao Yang glanced at each other and shrugged, one was "Wow, you women are so scary......"
One is, "It's not like you've been abused by your men......
And then the unified meaning is "it's my ...... business"
The two agreed to smile and continue working.
With the diffusion of gossip, it didn't take more than ten minutes for it to cross several tables and reach this side.
In fact, it is a person who has been in the Provincial Writers' Association for more than 20 years, and then more than 20 years later, he is still a small person in the Provincial Writers' Association. He said that he would resubmit the manuscript three days ago, and then there is no sign today, and it will be printed the day after tomorrow, but he left a full fifteen pages of skylight.
The girl who composed the manuscript is going to cry to death, okay...... I had to call over and over again to ask.
The other party dragged on and on, and pointed at his words and said what kind of literature he was talking about.
And then the very good old writer who pretended to be his grandson at the beginning, and at the moment he is the uncle, and he is also very hard, and he is a true demon and martial arts double cultivator.
The girls are confused, okay......
Zhao Yang pouted...... The water in the traditional literary world is really deep, and he is still good at writing online articles......
Night, October 23rd. Shengshi, apartment, Zhaoyang Suhu, lonely man and widow.
It's just this kind of scene, you don't like to see it, I love to write it...... Hee-hee-hee.
Su Hu sat with half of the big watermelon and watched the computer. While looking at Zhao Yang's author's background subscription and reward statistics.
After looking at the monthly pass list for a while, he casually asked, "Why don't I register an account and reward you with a few alliance leaders?" ”
Zhao Yang rolled up his sleeves and washed a spoon over, digging a large piece and stuffing it in his mouth. One side said vaguely:
"So what about the loser, you have to take your own money to smash it in order to order a monthly pass, don't you know the score website? Money doesn't come from the wind......"
"No brain, I dare to say that according to the operation model of this website, if you throw away the first month's manuscript fee and brush the ranking higher, it is definitely not a loss...... And to give you the inside scoop, in the last month or two, try to do everything you can to get your grades higher, the benefits are great......"
Su Hu stretched out his hand and patted away the spoon that Zhao Yang dug into the middle of the watermelon, and said it seriously.
Dressed in white cloth pajamas, he sat cross-legged on the sofa with bare feet, and his long hair was messily draped. The fair-skinned face is beautiful, no matter how you look at it, it is pleasing to the eye, but it is a big watermelon with four or five catties of water in one hand, which is simply nondescript.
Listen to her pointing to the child's tone.
Zhao Yang pouted, annoying women with backgrounds like them the most. It's a lot of pressure to push.
Su Hu took a few bites and felt a little stretched, so he put the watermelon aside, took a tissue to wipe his mouth, and then threw it into the corner. But it just popped out of the trash can, and he puffed out his cheeks in depression.
Then suddenly remembered something and asked:
"Zhao Yang, does Congqing have any local specialties besides hot pot? Zhuang Zhuang will come back the day after tomorrow, be sure to remind her to bring ......"
Zhao Yang blurted out without thinking: "Of course it's a sister paper, beautiful and hot, famous all over the country......"
Su Hu wrinkled his little nose: "Boring...... Why are you so poor now......"
Zhao Yang said with a smile: "You know that I am an orphan, an old man who guarded the door of the orphanage at the beginning was willing to play chess with me since he was a child, and then showed me those magazines that were not suitable for children......
The most common nagging thing is, no matter how beautiful and noble a girl is, with a good family background, as long as you like it, you can't coax her, once you really treat her as a goddess and respectfully offer, then you can only look at it from afar in this life...... Only by treating her as a woman who can touch, sleep and kiss can she be carried to bed one day, at least dare to joke...... A man, in the face of a girl, did not suffer or lose face......"
Su Hu pouted: "Fallacy, do you believe it?" ”
Zhao Yang smiled playfully: "I didn't believe it at first, otherwise we two children might have played soy sauce in the four years of college, but recently awakened ......."
------- recently been reading a collection of professional papers, a set, 8700 pages, and I'm crazy to see the devil, and I actually forgot to code the word sorry