Chapter 17: Moving

"Huhuhuhu"

Fu Changqing's chest rose and fell violently, trying to calm down his hurried breath, and looked down at the few junior brothers in front of him, with a sense of frustration on his face.

By now, he had determined that Guan Moyu in the newspaper was the person he was looking for, after all, there were few Guan surnames, and it was impossible to have the same name Guan Moyu.

If the other party is still a fool, even if it is a double-flower red stick, he can easily kill the other party, but since the other party has three swords and six holes, it is impossible to kill the other party, he is afraid, whether it is Guan Moyu's terrifying flying sword technique, or something else, in short, he is afraid.

In terms of publishing newspapers, his family was not involved, and seeing the current situation, Fu Changqing knew that it was impossible for Tiantian Daily to continue to suppress Guan Moyu, and for a while, he found that he was helpless against the other party, which was what he was really angry about.

And thinking of the woman who provoked the dispute between the two, Fu Changqing's face became even more ugly, and a touch of cruelty flashed in his eyes.

"The newspaper, the restaurant, the school, Zhang Ya's house, all sent people to keep an eye on me, and once there is news of him, come and tell me immediately."

"Yes"

"Let Baguio come back to life, or kill your whole family."

"Resurrect Baguio, or burn your newspaper."

"Baguio must be resurrected, or your son's dick will be pulled out."

Looking at the number of book fans below than yesterday, Zhou Dianren's face has calmed down, and he doesn't have much ability, but he still has the least eyesight, and the scene in front of him shows the excellence of "Zhu Xian".

"President, I found out, so far alone, the sales volume has increased by 500 copies compared to yesterday." A beautiful woman with a fiery figure walked over with a smile on her face and reported.

"Really." Zhou Dianren turned around suddenly, and after seeing the secretary's affirmative expression, his face couldn't help but show ecstasy.

Although he became the president because his family was the majority shareholder of the newspaper, he did not have much power in reality, after all, it was impossible for the other directors to let him completely control the newspaper without making any achievements.

"Opportunity" Zhou Dianren's eyes showed a brilliant light: "As long as I do a good job this time, it will not be difficult for me to control the entire newspaper." ”

Turning his head, he looked at Tian Yongjing and instructed: "The writer who contacts "Zhu Xian" must keep the other party, the bottom line is that the remuneration can be increased to five hundred words per thousand, in short, do your best to retain the other party." ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Dianren glanced down, turned around and left with a smile on his face: "Let them make trouble, don't care, the more fierce the trouble, the better." ”

Don't underestimate these 500 copies, you must know that the sales of the newspaper are sold in one day, and now it is just one morning, and it has sold 500 more than yesterday.

Tian Yongjing stood in front of the window that had been repaired overnight, looked at the hustle and bustle below, and then looked at Zhou Dianren, who was full of spirits, and couldn't help but show a touch of amazement on his face.

"Awesome"

Now, he can only give such an evaluation of Guan Moyu.

In the backhand, not only did he break the suppression and blockade from above, but also increased the remuneration, but secretly, he contacted him to poach the backbone of the newspaper and re-establish the newspaper.

"Whew"

With a sigh of relief, Tian Yongjing couldn't help but show a smile on his face, but he had greater confidence in the newspaper that was about to be established.

"Du Bian, do you want to smoke a cigarette?" Tian Yongjing took out two cigarettes and asked Du Zetao, another editor-in-chief beside him.

"Huh?"

Du Zetao, who is thirty and five, looked at Tian Yongjing with a smile on his face in surprise, both are editors-in-chief, the two have not fought in secret before, and the relationship is naturally not very good, and I don't understand what the other party means now.

After just a little contemplation, Du Zetao accepted the invitation with a smile: "It's better to be respectful than to obey your fate." ”

The two walked into the smoking area side by side, Tian Yongjing lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then sighed: "Lao Du, you and I have earned the position of editor-in-chief for five years, and now we are still editor-in-chief, I am tired and don't want to earn it." ”

His eyes flickered, Du Zetao didn't speak, he wanted to see what kind of medicine was sold in the other party's gourd?

"I, Zhang Ya, Guan Moyu, the author of "Zhu Xian", want to do something by myself." Tian Yongjing turned his head to look at the other party, "Are you interested in being together?" ”

Shocked, Du Zetao looked at the calm Tian Yongjing in front of him with a shocked face, and when he saw the other party's serious expression, he couldn't help but think, although he was a little moved, but after all, he was older, but he lost his momentum.

"Hey!" Sighing, Du Zetao sighed: "If it was five years earlier, I would definitely agree." ”

Speaking of which, looking at the silent Tian Yongjing, Du Zetao took a hard puff of cigarette and exhaled slowly, "I will rot in my stomach about this matter, and I won't tell others." ”

After that, he threw away the cigarette butt and left.

"The minimum number of shares for every 1 percent of the newspaper to be founded is 30,000, and I can give you 1 percent of the shares." Tian Yongjing said in a low voice.

After finishing speaking, he shut up and stopped talking, and smoked a cigarette silently, but Du Zetao, who was about to walk out of the smoking area, couldn't take that step.

After a while, Du Zetao sighed, turned around and walked back to the smoking area, although he didn't say anything, he asked Tian Yongjing for a cigarette and smoked silently

Zhang Ya's study!

"I have flowers on my face?" Putting down the pen, Guan Moyu looked up at Zhang Ya, who had been staring at him for half an hour.

Zhang Ya rubbed her somewhat stiff face and said, "There are no real flowers, but I found that you are more beautiful than real flowers." ”

"Can I take this as your compliment?" Guan Moyu said with a smile.

"Yes, I was originally complimenting you." Zhang Ya stroked her hair with a smile, but the inadvertent style she showed couldn't help but make Guan Moyu stunned.

Not noticing Guan Moyu's strange appearance, Zhang Yaqiao asked with a little melancholy on her face, "Have you chosen a house?" ”

"Yes"

In response, Guan Moyu picked up the pen and continued to write, and said without raising his head: "It's not far from here, it's the last one we saw last time, go and sit with me when you have time." ”

"Okay."

When the words fell, both of them fell silent, and for a while, the atmosphere in the study was extremely depressing.

Guan Moyu came to this world in mid-March, and now it is early July, three and a half months have passed since the injury, the injury on his body has been healed half a month ago, and he has lived in Zhang Ya's house for half a month before he decided to move out.

Zhang Ya didn't say anything about Guan Moyu, and even, even if his injuries were healed, he still took care of his food, clothing, housing and transportation, and did not drive him away, and even had a feeling that his life would go on like this in the future.

After a pause, he looked up at Zhang Ya, whose pretty face was full of melancholy, Guan Moyu's eyes flashed with complexity.

lived here for three and a half months, and was taken care of by a big beauty and a big star like Zhang Ya, not only cooking for him, but even washing clothes for him, and sometimes, he would give birth to the idea that the beauty in front of him was his wife.

It's just that the relationship between the two has always been unclear, and there is no warmth between the two, but there is a feeling of mutual affection.

Moving out, Guan Moyu also made the decision after careful consideration, not for anything else, just because he felt that the feelings of the two people had developed too much, as if they had crossed over lovers and directly became husband and wife, and they were not newly married couples, but like couples who had been married for decades.

The mental feeling developed too fast, but in reality, the relationship between the two stopped at the relationship between friends, and continued, Guan Moyu felt that the two would develop into close friends, so he decided to move out.

After a while, Zhang Ya stood up and stretched out in a charming manner, and said ventingly: "Just move, just move, it's because of you, I haven't brought a man home for a long time." ”

Coming back to his senses, Guan Moyu subconsciously gave a contemptuous look, and then said disdainfully: "Take a man home?" With the countless eyes of my beautiful woman, you are obviously a place"

"Bastard." Zhang Yaqiao's face was cold, she reached out and grabbed something and threw it over.

"Bump"

Before he finished a sentence, he was slammed in the face by a book, and he swallowed the last word.

"Fortunately, my skin is thicker, if I change to a thin-skinned person, I will have to be broken by you this time." Guan Moyu took the book and said helplessly.

"Poofhahaha"

Looking at the red marks on Guan Moyu's face that were smashed by the book, coupled with the helpless expression and self-deprecating words, Zhang Ya couldn't help but laugh out loud.

With Zhang Ya's laughter, the oppressive atmosphere in the study was finally swept away, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts.

After half a ring, waiting for Zhang Ya to stop laughing, Guan Moyu packed up the manuscript, and then asked: "You have been very idle these days, have you finished filming?" ”

"The movie is over, my role is over." Zhang Ya shrugged her shoulders and said.

"Since you're free, help me move." Guan Moyu got up and said.

In fact, when it comes to moving, there is nothing to take at all, except for the manuscript, that is, a few clothes that Zhang Ya bought, he can take it alone, but he doesn't want the atmosphere between the two to be too depressing.

"Gone." Standing at the door, Guan Moyu carried a bag and waved at Zhang Ya.

"En" Zhang Ya waved her hand and said, "Goodbye." ”

"Damn! It's a parting from life and death. Guan Moyu secretly rolled his eyes, his right hand swiped on his waist, and a short sword with a flickering cold light appeared in his hand, and his right hand moved.

"Whoosh"

With a sound of breaking the air, the short sword shot from Zhang Ya's side into the mural in the living room of the room, and nailed directly to the wall.

"This is the only valuable item I have on me, and I gave it to you." After Guan Moyu finished speaking, he turned around and left in a chic manner.

"Bastard, my paintings."

When Guan Moyu came downstairs, he heard Zhang Ya's miserable screams in his ears, and he couldn't help but show a playful smile on his face.