No, there is another one on the side with a big belly and unfavorable movements.

Sister Wang, who was pregnant, pointed at Editor Xu with a sad face, "Little Xu! Xiao Xu, it's not that Sister Wang said you, you are too treacherous, and you actually took such a big advantage silently alone. Su Wen, you signed fifty books, can you sign for others? ”

Xu Editor: "......"

You can't sign it for Sister Wang, right?

It's a pity that Editor Xu only dared to complain silently in his heart, and didn't dare to say it, women are not easy to mess with, and pregnant women are even more difficult to mess with.

"What's the fuss? If you don't hold me yet, hurry up, my signature will be gone if it's too late. ”

"Yes, yes."

Editor Xu held the washed fruit in one hand and Sister Wang in the other, and when the two of them returned to the big office, they saw that the original editor Xu's desk was full of people, although there were many people, it was not noisy.

The colleagues who usually jump up and down, all of them are well-behaved like kindergarten children, and they all lined up in front of Su Wen with a book and waited for signing.

The photographer of the publishing house held a sum in his hand, and followed the shooting with an inexplicable look of excitement.

It's like a live version of a readers' book signing.

And Editor Xu's original fifty books have long been moved aside, exuding a lonely and pitiful temperament, which is completely a psychological portrayal of Editor Xu at the moment.

"My book, my book." Editor Xu wanted to cry.

Sister Wang sneered, "It's useless for you to call uncle, who let you get so much?" What should I do if my Su Wen is tired? Are you responsible? Phew! Even if you want to be responsible, you don't have that chance. ”

Editor Xu had a bitter gourd face, and glanced at Sister Wang's big belly, which was seven months pregnant, "You have a big belly yourself, and you are still in the mood to care about whether others will be tired?" ”

When Sister Wang heard this, she raised her hand to be a bear's paw, and she staggered when she beat Xu Editor, "Good you Xiao Xu, I know that you don't really like Su Wen, you are a hypocrisy." ”

"No, why am I not sincere?" Editor Xu was very wronged, "I also gave Su Wen the fruit my mother packed for me to eat!" ”

"Huh! Fruit only, who doesn't? Sister Wang was arrogant and said disdainfully: "If you really like a Su Wen, you are absolutely reluctant to take fifty books for her to sign, how tired are you?" My hands are sore. ”

Sister Wang saw Su Wen's hand holding a pen through the crowd, which was slender and fair, with pale pink nails shiny and shiny, and freshly trimmed and clean. When holding a fountain pen, it looks particularly good.

She had never seen such beautiful hands, and sure enough, the president was right.

A true beauty is not beautiful in any part of the body.

Sister Wang sighed with fascination: "Such a beautiful hand should be well cared for and maintained, so can you sign so many words?" ”

Editor Xu was going crazy, "Sister, are you a man or am I a man?" Do you know that your husband is like this? ”

Sister Wang's face changed as if she was flipping through a book, and she was a hairy chestnut when she went up, and Editor Xu hugged her head and ran away.

"What do you little bunny know?"

"I don't know...... I was wrong, don't fight, don't fight...... I know...... Oh! Murdered, sloppy life! ”

In the president's office, Zhou Yan was talking to someone on the phone, talking for half an hour, but he hadn't finished talking, and he had been arguing for a long time about the freight issue. Xu Pei, who was reading a book on the sofa on the side, couldn't listen to it anymore, and got up to help Zhou Yan hand over the chrysanthemum tea.

(End of chapter)