After leaving the company, the smile on Su Yongchang's face instantly turned gloomy.

Paradise Publishing House has about seven shareholders, and this president Wang is the majority shareholder who has only recently taken over. The former president retired due to old age and frailty. And he belongs to the descendants of the former president, and he thought that as long as he did things well and showed his loyalty, the other party would let him go...... But unexpectedly, this fat man actually took him under the knife.

Su Yongchang, who felt very unlucky, even had the idea of setting up his own door, and he had not been in this industry for a year or two. It's just that because of the drag of his family, he doesn't dare to go out and fight. But if you continue to mess around here, the devil knows when you will be kicked out directly by this fat president.

After getting off work in the evening, Su Yongchang did not go home immediately, but drove to the Han River, found a roadside stall, sat down alone, ordered some food, and began to think.

He has a lot of contacts in his hands, and with the money he has saved in the past few years, it is not impossible to go out and open a studio-type publishing house. But herein lies the problem, those well-known authors have long-term contracts with publishers. They recognize the publishing house, not Su Yongchang personally, even if there are so many people who sponsor it, but it can't play a key role.

Su Yongchang, who was distraught, picked up the green bottle of soju and poured it directly, and began to ponder against the river breeze blowing in the distance...... A sudden ringing of his cell phone interrupted his train of thought. The unfamiliar caller number made his brows furrow deeper, and he subconsciously wanted to hang up when he thought of those street bombers coming to harass him again.

It's just that many years of occupation made him resist this impulse, his finger pressed the connect button, and said in an impatient tone: "Who is it, what's the matter." ”

"Agassi, you seem to be in a bad mood."

The immature voice on the other end of the phone made Su Yongchang directly stunned. He couldn't help but think of the ten-year-old child who was like a demon in his mind, and then his mood suddenly became better: "Ji-sub child, uncle is in a bad mood today, and his attitude is a little worse, please forgive me." ”

"It's okay, adults always have a lot of weird troubles." Park Ji-sub said very freely.

The corners of Su Yongchang's mouth twitched, this kid is really good at pretending to be tender! He has also seen the other party's works. Although there is a sense of whiteness between the lines, as long as you carefully ponder the charm, you will find ...... People who don't have some experience can't write it at all.

And experience is such a thing, to put it bluntly, it is the understanding of a person's life. Although Park Ji-sub is very young, his outlook on life is comparable to that of an adult, and he is also an adult with a story.

"I wonder what Ji-sub's kid is looking for me?" Tapping his fingers on the green soju bottle, Su Yongchang asked with a smile.

"Agassi, I have a new work, I want to show you, I don't know how many emails you have! I'll send it to you. Park Ji-sub's immature voice exuded a sense of confidence, and he said clearly.

"New work?" Su Yongchang's hands trembled, and then he got up directly and ran to check out: "My email address is XXXXX, you remember it!" By the way, I don't know if you have time, I want to talk to you alone. ”

"This ......" Park Ji-sub hesitated for a moment, and then quickly said: "Tomorrow at half past four in the afternoon, wait for me at the ice cream shop at the entrance of XX Elementary School!" By the way, order a three-color Christmas ice cream and ask for a large cup. ”

Su Yongchang choked, and then quickly agreed. sighed that even if his outlook on life was a little more mature, after Park Ji-sub was still a child, he quickly got in the car and drove home. When he returned to his home and spent some time with his wife and children, he came to the study and quickly opened his personal computer.

"I'm sorry, I love you!"

Su Yongchang looked at the name of the file sent by the knight with a strange expression, and after confirming it again, he finally accepted a fact. Park Ji-sub, this kid, actually writes romance, or that kind of sadomasochism.

After quickly opening the document and touring the opening chapter, Su Yongchang's face became even more strange, where did this kid learn these things.

The protagonist of the story is a guy named Wu He, who was abandoned by his family at birth and adopted by an Australian family at the age of two. Due to the abuse of his adoptive father, he ran away from home at the age of ten and was adopted by a street performer, but the other party also abandoned the protagonist five years later because of a shallow woman...... In order to make a living, the protagonist has sold drugs, worked as a pimp, and fought in groups. To put it simply, the protagonist is a second-rate person.

And that's where the story begins.

As an editor, Su Yongchang can already anticipate some plots. For example, the protagonist met a beloved girl and changed his ways. Or come across a plot like that one who abandoned his mother or father. Just to his surprise, when he opened the second outline, he was completely impressed by the twists and turns of the plot.

You must know that Korean dramas at this time have not been labeled with the vulgar concept of 'car accidents, cancer, and poor treatment'. So Park Ji-sub's next storyline can be said to be the history of blood and tears of an infatuated man, and it also gives full play to positive energy! That is, a worldview of a man who wants to live well even if he is in hell.

It's hard to imagine that such a book is the idea of a ten-year-old child.

Taking a deep breath, Su Yongchang silently closed the computer. Either way, he had to confirm one thing first. If Park Ji-sub is really that kind of legendary talent, then he doesn't mind and fights with this little guy.

The next afternoon, Su Yongchang specially changed into a casual home clothes and sat at an ice cream stall with cartoon wallpapers everywhere, with a three-color Christmas ...... in front of him It's still a big cup. He looked at the passing elementary school students and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It's ironic that there is a guy in this group of children who can influence his future.

"Agassi, long time no see!"

Park Ji-sub took the reluctant Park Ji-yeon and sat opposite Su Yongchang, and then very unceremoniously pulled the ice cream in front of Park Ji-yeon: "Slave, I said there is ice cream to eat, I still don't believe it." ”

"Ah, I'm going home and playing games...... Forget it, ice cream will do too. Looking at the things in front of her, Park Ji-yeon said with a smile on her face.

"Agassi, is there anything important about coming to me from so far away?" After appeasing his sister, Park Ji-sub turned his head to look at the middle-aged man and said with a smile.

In fact, Su Yongchang is only thirty years old, but he is too old in the opposite aspect, like a middle-aged man.

"I want to ask a very personal question, if you were given enough time, how many books would you be able to produce in a year." Su Yongchang stared at Park Ji-sub's immature face and said solemnly.