Good times

It always seems too short

Jiang Huo only enjoyed a relaxed life for a few days before he started to get busy again.

There is no way, near the end of the semester, several subjects that calculate grades based on usual homework and attendance have begun to collect homework.

Jiang Huo is busy on weekdays, and she has no time to do her homework, and when she is approaching, she can only work overtime to make up for her homework.

And people like Sun Jing, Qian Lei, and Zhao Xuan, who complete their homework on time, are very easy to deal with the situation in front of them.

The three girls have no urgency at all, and for them, they only need to follow the teacher's rhythm, and they will not be in a hurry.

Jiang Huo also wanted to ask the third girl to help him complete his homework, but when Zhao Xuan stretched out his hand to take over the homework, Qian Lei coughed a few times with a serious face and said, "Let her write it by herself, don't let her develop a dependency mentality." ”

Qian Lei opened her mouth to speak, and Zhao Xuan could only shrug her shoulders helplessly.

Jiang Huo glanced at Qian Lei bitterly, and saw that the other party had no pity at all, so she buried her head in resentment and continued to plagiarize.

That's right, Jiang Huo is copying homework.

Even if it is a short-answer question, Jiang Huo can copy it.

Jiang Huo did not search for those copied answers on Du Niang, but put the three daughters' homework in front of him for reference, synthesis, processing, and refinement. After this series of complicated means, Jiang Huo can get a new answer.

Just as Jiang Huo was immersed in the dormitory, the door of the dormitory was suddenly knocked from outside.

Zhao Xuan, who was sitting there reading and reviewing, hurriedly got up and went to open the door.

"Hello, who are you looking for?" Zhao Xuan looked at the strange woman outside the door and asked in a low voice.

"Uh, I'm looking for Jiang Huo, is she there?"

"Is there anything wrong with you?" Zhao Xuan did not open the door to let the other party in, but wanted to ask the other party's purpose clearly.

If a random person comes and lets the other party in, then Zhao Xuan and the others don't stay.

"These things were given to Jiang Huo, isn't she there?"

The woman standing at the door raised her hand slightly and showed the items in her hand in front of Zhao Xuan.

Gift-giver?

After Zhao Xuan saw the two beautifully packaged gift bags, she frowned without a trace.

A few days ago, after Mr. Xiang announced the contract signed with Zhao Xuan on the official website according to the requirements Jiang Huo said, it caused an uproar, and everyone was shocked by the contract issued by Jiang Huo. In addition to Zhao Xuan's lack of shares in the studio, as long as she participates in the works, they can be divided proportionally, even if she does not want to debut as an artist, she has a fixed salary every month.

These conditions, coupled with an indefinite labor contract, Zhao Xuan has simply found an iron job bowl!

No one doubts Jiang Huo's ability to absorb gold, as long as Jiang Huo has something to eat, Zhao Xuan will not starve to death!

Since the news appeared, many willing people have come to ask Jiang Huo if he still recruits artists.

There were also a lot of gifts, but before those people saw Jiang Huo, they were scolded back by Zhao Xuan.

Although there are many red-eyed people who say bad things about Zhao Xuan behind her back, she doesn't care, she just needs to make sure that Jiang Huo is not annoyed by these flies now! As for what those people want to say, she won't mind!

"Sorry, there's no hiring in the studio right now."

Zhao Xuan directly classified the other party into those who wanted to be close, and after responding casually, he closed the door directly.

"Bang!" The security door and the door frame collided, and there was a dull sound.

The woman standing at the door stared at the security door for a long time, and then muttered, "I'm blocked at the door?" ”

While muttering the words, the corners of the woman's mouth twitched slightly.

After a few seconds, the woman put the thing in her hand on the ground, immediately raised her foot, rushed to the door, and kicked hard.

"Jiang Huo! How dare you leave me out to dry? The earth-shattering sound resounded throughout the corridor.

When the students on the same floor heard the noise, they opened the door of their dormitories to see what was going on.

The other three girls in the bedroom looked confused, and Qian Lei frowned and muttered: "Someone rebelled? ”

And Jiang Huo, who was copying homework, heard this familiar voice, and her movements suddenly paused.

After recalling for a while, Jiang Huo hurriedly threw the gel pen in his hand on the table, rushed to the door, and opened the door.

When Jiang Huo saw the figure standing at the door, she couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of saliva and said, "You, why are you here?" ”

"Why can't I come? Is it difficult to go to Beijing University or is it opened by your family? The woman standing at the door glared at Jiang Huo, she picked up the things on the ground again, took a step, opened the way with her shoulders, and squeezed through the gap beside Jiang Huo.

Jiang Huo smiled awkwardly, and when the other party entered the bedroom, she also closed the door with her hand.

"Jiang Huo, this is ......" The three girls in the bedroom were a little puzzled when they saw the woman who suddenly came in.

The people in front of them, the three girls don't seem to know each other.

However, when Jiang Huo was about to open his mouth to introduce, Sun Jing, who was sitting there drawing comics, suddenly said, "Are you Madoka?" ”

"Sun Jing, hello." Madoka put the satchel on her shoulder on the vacant seat and stretched out her right hand at Sun Jing.

That's right, the person who came was Jiang Huo's editor-in-charge, Xiaoyuan.

And the two big bags of things she brought over were the benefits that the company gave to the author.

"It's the Chinese New Year soon, and the editor-in-chief has prepared some gifts for us to give to the author, so I'll send them to you."

Xiaoyuan said it easily, but Jiang Huo knew that this must be the request of the bald editor-in-chief.

After thinking about it carefully, Jiang Huo suddenly laughed and said, "Thank you so much for the editor-in-chief, and you worked hard for your trip." ”

"It's not hard, it's not hard, I don't have anything to do in the company, as long as you deliver the manuscript on time, the editor-in-chief won't rush me." Xiaoyuan took the fruit handed over by Zhao Xuan, smiled and thanked him, and then continued: "Now everyone in the company treats me as an enemy, and I am also drunk, and their own authors can't write good things, what does it matter to me!" ”

The company, but also the society, and the colleagues, will also be intrigued.

When you come out to work, even if you are in a unit, there are conflicts of interest, otherwise, why doesn't the boss disclose the salary?

Because of Jianghuo, Madoka's performance is the best in the entire company, many people work hard to tap talents, work hard, and do not sit there basking in the sun and drinking coffee, and Xiaoyuan who reads the manuscript has a lot of money.

At first, people will only envy.

But over time, they complain.

The red rice that originally excavated Jianghuo has now left his job.

The reason is very simple, even if Madoka didn't see the other party's resignation report, she could guess it with the bottom of her feet.

Many people think that Madoka's luck is really good, eating with Jiang Huo, accompanying Jiang Huo to go shopping, and her performance has risen like a rocket.

This kind of good thing, everyone wants!