Qian Siliang sat on his high-backed chair, his eyes were dazed, and he realized that he seemed to be thinking about it again, obviously everything was going according to his plan, but he didn't expect that Wu Di's own dazzling would attract the attention of more powerful people.

He now feels very lonely, he is very depressed, he took out his mobile phone, flipped through the phone book, it is full of the so-called connections that he is proud of, he can always flexibly use various interests, trade with people, in exchange for what he wants, he is a very good businessman.

But at this time, he realized how hypocritical his connections were, they were all naked interests, and even the so-called friends in the circle were just friends of wine and meat.

He hugged his head, and suddenly felt very tired, for some reason, he thought of what Yao Qiong said, which probably means that anyway, he has written so many bestsellers, and he has cheated enough money, so why do he have to work hard to write books? Isn't it good to enjoy life first, for readers, they will naturally use going out to collect materials, looking for inspiration, and improving their works to fool them, write if you want to write, and if you don't want to write, you will die.

Of course, Qian Siliang felt that the money he made was enough, although he was still very young and ambitious, but he found that "Fragments of Time" itself had limited his development, and in terms of the nature of this society, it was not easy for him to be able to enter such an elite class as a grassroots.

He has always dared to fight and forge ahead, but he felt a little tired, his hand accidentally pressed on the phone book, and then he didn't know whose phone he dialed.

The other party's voice came quickly, always giving people a sense of arrogance and annoying: "Editor-in-chief Qian, what's the matter?" It can't be a reminder, right? In a word, there is no manuscript. Kill it! ”

There is no doubt that this voice is Yao Qiong's voice, Qian Siliang became angry when he heard Yao Qiong's voice, and he has figured it out now, Lao Tzu has been fucking enduring it for a long time. If you endure it, you're about to become a turtle with a shrunken head, so it's a big deal to quit! Shoot two and scatter!

"Yao Qiong, you second bitch! You are so crazy again, believe it or not, Lao Tzu will hack you to death in minutes with a knife! Qian Siliang scolded at the mobile phone......

Yao Qiong was in a chic bar, surrounded by a noisy environment, but he heard Qian Siliang's words clearly, he was stunned at first, I don't know what gunpowder the editor-in-chief of Lu Dao ate, but he also has a big temper, and when he scolds people on the Internet. From time to time, people are sprayed by him like thunder, and they say that they want to hack him to death, but he always does not hesitate to report the address, saying that you have the ability to cut it, but the other party shrinks. There are also those who like to pretend to be the children of political lords on the Internet to guide the country. Most of them are just pretending to be looking for a sense of superiority.

Yao Qiong was not small, and he replied, "Okay." If you have the ability, you can come, BB.King, No. 52 Taiping North Road, please come and cut me, I'll wait, you can come if you have a seed, don't chirp crookedly if you don't have a seed. I'm going to paralyze you! ”

Qian Siliang didn't say a word, and drove directly to the destination, he hadn't been to this bar before, the style was not bad, and he often saw some little stars. He soon found Yao Qiong, who was sitting at the bar drinking.

But when he came here in a hurry, he found that the anger that had risen was already gone on the road.

He sat next to Yao Qiong, ordered a glass of wine that he still likes to drink, and then drank it all, he actually doesn't drink much, he usually doesn't like to drink, he doesn't like that kind of dizzy feeling, he wants to keep a clear head, he has his own goals to strive for.

But now, he just wants to get drunk, he feels like he's lived for so many years, it's like a fucking shrunken turtle! What sleekness, compromise, is just a symbol of incompetence, really strong, does not need any compromise!

When Yao Qiong saw Qian Siliang coming, she was still inexplicably panicked, thinking that the other party was really going to cut herself, but seeing Qian Siliang's posture, as a man, he quickly understood that the editor-in-chief seemed to be troubled......

Seeing Qian Siliang like this, Yao Qiong still felt quite strange, after all, the consistent impression that the other party gave him was full of sharpness and confidence, and his wrists were very flexible, but now he looked very decadent.

"Editor-in-Chief Qian, what's wrong with you today, it's not like you usual." Yao Qiong asked casually.

"Yao Er, you get away from Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu was killed by you! I'm annoyed when I see you! Qian Siliang scolded in front of him.

"Hehe, Siniang, don't think that you will become a real man with a mouthful of 'Lao Tzu', your current appearance is like an angry girl!" Yao Qiong sneered.

"Yao Er! How the fuck do you dare to scold my bitch? I'm going to fire you! Qian Siliang has two G-points, one is that others scold him for being short, and the other is that others scold him for his mother, he can think of himself as a pure man, and he doesn't know how many competitors in business are trampled on the soles of his feet by the short man.

"It's good! I don't care anyway, and besides, a garbage magazine like "Fragments of Time" doesn't deserve my words! The dwarf winter melon is one meter four tall, but his tone is not small, aha! "I have to say that Yao Qiong's sarcasm specialization is absolutely full, and she is worthy of being a pen war maniac.

Qian Siliang almost crooked his nose, but under the anesthesia of alcohol, his nerves were already a little paralyzed, he lowered his head, and suddenly said: "Yao Er, what about me, in this life, for the sake of interests, I have done a lot of things that I don't want to do but have to do. But this time, I really don't want to endure it any longer, that Wu Di is the player you are very optimistic about...... Hey, I feel like I've hurt her. ”

Qian Siliang was drinking wine, and at the same time he was babbling about the things that were very depressed today, he was already a little disheartened now, is there no place that can really let him have no constraints and make great progress?

Yao Qiong heard Qian Siliang's words, but sneered: "Little Si, you really look up to yourself, do you think that without you, the other party will not really shine on himself?" This Wu Di is a real genius in literature, even stronger than me back then! So, don't take yourself too seriously, people are as fragile as you think. ”

When Qian Siliang heard Yao Qiong's words, he only felt even more aggrieved and depressed, Lao Tzu finally wanted to be a righteous hero, but he still had to be fucking sneered at by this Yao Er, he drank and drank, and then cried like a child, crying and scolding: "Lao Tzu is no longer playing, what 'literary star', what "time fragments", all go to death, and you, Yao Erqiu, get out of Lao Tzu, aren't you thoughtful, how far your thoughts are, you can get out of me as far as you want!" (To be continued......)