039 West Lake Huang Ji is really a woman?

Magic City, on the subway of a certain trunk line.

A fair-eyed, cute-looking girl is huddled on a subway seat, holding a snack in her hand, her head bowed, gnawing non-stop, and there are some fans sticking to her slightly baby fat cheeks.

Suddenly, a vibrating sound came from her purse, and the girl frowned, a look of impatience on her face.

"What, it's already off work, so you won't call me back for a meeting, right? How many meetings have you had this week? The girl pouted, her little scarlet tongue sticking out of her mouth, and licked her greasy lips. She took out her mobile phone from her bag and looked at it, and in the center of the mobile phone screen, an unfamiliar number belonging to Shangjing City was displayed.

"Going to Beijing? I don't know this number, and I don't seem to have any friends in Shangjing City......" The girl was a little surprised, and a hint of surprise appeared on her cheeks. Her mobile phone number is specially equipped by the company, which is for office use, and even her parents do not know the existence of this number, so there should be no strange phone number.

Could it be that this is a scam call?

The girl hesitated, thought for a while, and saw that the phone was still vibrating, so she slid the green answer button on the phone screen and aimed the earpiece at her ear.

"Hey, hello. Have you called me many times in the afternoon, please? โ€

As soon as the phone was connected, the girl heard a soft female voice coming from the receiver.

Calling a lot?

I've been talking to the author about ideas all the time in the afternoon, and I haven't even called the phone!

The girl was a little puzzled, could it be that this is a new scam?

That's not right, listen to this voice, the girl on the other side should be a professional customer service, right?

Why are even liars so high-end? Also ask a dedicated telephone voice customer service to cheat?

No, it's likely to be a sound card deception!

It's just a big guy who picks his feet and makes a phone call with headphones obscenely!

The girl was already vigilant.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I called you, you may have made a mistake." The girl kept her usual tone and said to the other end of the phone, "You'd better check." โ€

Dormitory No. 417 of Upper Kyoto University.

Jiang Huo looked confused, she scratched her head, and said, "No, you have dialed one hundred and seven calls from me today, how could I make a mistake?" After all, this number is so eye-catching! โ€

Even if they are scammers, they will not make unlimited calls to the same number, they belong to the type of wide net! Staring at a person who keeps making calls, the only one who may be the kind of unscrupulous business that answers the business of "calling you to death".

Hearing Jiang Huo's words, the girl sitting on the subway suddenly had a sneer on her face.

It turned out to be this kind of deception?

It's so tender!

The girl responded in a strange tone: "I'm sorry, I really didn't call your number, maybe it's the kind of Internet fraudsters who use VoIP to make calls, and then make a call." I'm still on my business, goodbye. โ€

After finishing speaking, the girl hung up the phone instantly, reopened the plastic bag containing the food, and continued to gnaw.

Jiang Huo stared at the screen of his phone, a puzzled look on his face.

Could it be that it is really a liar?

Forget it, leave her alone.

Jiang Huo directly threw his mobile phone on the table, put on a white T-shirt and small hot pants, put on sandals, took the dormitory key, and hurried out. She needed to rush to the dormitory building in Building 1 to get clothes for military training.

The campus environment of Shanghai Jing University is very familiar to Jiang Huo. When she got to the front of the No. 1 dormitory, it was already crowded with people who had come to collect her clothes. Standing here and waiting in line for almost half an hour, it was Jiang Huo's turn. After she reported all the information such as her class dormitory to the other party, the staff in charge of distributing them took out four packages from behind her and handed them to Jiang Huo.

After signing and confirming, Jiang Huo returned to the bedroom with four large plastic bags. The outfits inside are very complete, the jacket and short sleeves are all included, there are two sets of each outfit, and even two pairs of shoes are issued.

Jiang Huo glanced at the timetable set by the school, and the military training would not officially begin until the day after tomorrow. So she tried the size of the clothes first, then went straight into the water, washed them, and hung them on the balcony.

After everything was done, Jiang Huo picked up his mobile phone and left the dormitory, preparing to go out to forage for food.

Over there, the girl who used to eat snacks on the subway has returned to her rental house, and she is now holding a boxed lunch in both hands, sitting in front of the computer, while watching dramas and eating over and over again.

Suddenly, the phone next to the computer flashed up.

Seeing this, the girl put down the lunch box in her hand, picked up the mobile phone with her left hand, and picked up the vegetarian dishes in the lunch box with her right hand holding chopsticks, and kept stuffing them into her mouth. With her mouth stuffed with food, the girl could only vaguely say to the person on the other end of the phone: "Hey, hello, editor-in-chief." โ€

"Madoka, did you get a call from the other party?"

Madoka, like Redmi, is also the editor in charge of the second editorial team, and there are many authors under him, and he is very busy at work every day. However, Madoka came half a year earlier than Redmi, and many matters have already been started, and she handles all kinds of tricky affairs very cleanly.

Hearing the editor-in-chief's inquiry, Madoka was a little puzzled.

"Editor-in-chief, who called?"

Hearing Madoka's doubtful words, the editor-in-chief suddenly remembered that when he asked Madoka to borrow his mobile phone this morning, he didn't make it clear to the other party. So, the editor-in-chief immediately said: "Oh, I asked you in the morning to borrow your mobile phone to call West Lake Huang, but the other party didn't answer, I forgot to tell you, you see if the other party has replied to you." โ€

West Lake Huang?

Isn't that one of the hottest authors right now?

Damn it! This author dared to write his favorite Baguio to death!

Hum! If I were the editor in charge of West Lake Huang, I would definitely not let her write like this!

Xiaoyuan's heart was full of resentment, when she was chasing this novel, she was crying a lot!

What a shame!

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"Editor-in-chief, I didn't receive any strange phone calls, maybe the other party is in the middle of creation, and there is no time to be distracted."

Because Jiang Huo is very low-key, and there is no active publicity in the editorial team, not many people know about Jiang Huo's current relationship with the website, they only know that the other party has signed a god contract.

"Oh, didn't you call back? Then please pay more attention, if a girl calls you back, you must notify me. โ€

Girls call back?

Is West Lake Huang really a woman?