092 is very aware of current affairs, and immediately bowed his head, "092 didn't say anything just now. ”

091 said, "Master, robots are also dignified, and robot 091 firmly disagrees with undressing. ”

"Don't worry, don't let you take off your clothes, I, the master, treat the robot very well." Plum green wine.

Jiang Heng didn't have to let them take off their clothes, he just said casually, these people are too much like real people!

Real people are not so good, they can cook, fight, and knit sweaters...... It's just that people are not as good as machines!

He saw 091's beautiful handwriting, and his exposed arm was extremely white, he reached out and touched it, but he drew 091's big sword

"Master, master, Mr. Jiang Heng takes advantage of 091." 091's dark eyes looked at Mei Qingjiu, "Mr. Jiang Heng touched 091's arm. ”

Jiang Heng was embarrassed.

"Brother Jiang, you're not that, are you? 091 is a robot, and I'm still alive! "Mei Qingjiu joked.

Jiang Heng was embarrassed, "What are you wearing nonsense?" I just want to see if 091 at work has a temperature. ”

Who knew it would feel cold and hard to the touch.

Mei Qingjiu was embarrassed when she saw her, and the roots of her ears were still a little red, she suddenly stretched her head to his ear and asked, "Brother Jiang, do you want to compare rock-paper-scissors?" ”

Jiang Heng, "......"

He reached out and pushed Mei Qingjiu's head away and stood up.

"Plum wine, you're really, really ......" It's really inappropriate to take a robot. He actually said such explicit things in front of the machine.

Mei Qingjiu smiled, "What am I?" Brother Jiang, do you want to compare? ”

"Whoever compares with you is a fool! I'm going to see the donkeys. ”

Jiang Heng left in a hurry.

Mei Qingjiu looked at his back, hehe, Zhile.

By the time Jiang Heng came back after watching the donkey and the swallow, Mei Qingjiu had already taken 091 to write the manuscript and put it into the envelope one by one, in addition to the manuscript, she also wrote notes in each letter.

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Early the next morning, Mei Qingjiu sent out all those manuscripts in one go.

After that, Mei Qingjiu personally sent the manuscript of the Langya City Newspaper, but it was not so smooth, and the people in the newspaper refused to write it, but they still refused on the spot.

"Comrade, why can't I write this manuscript? The format doesn't work? Or is the story not enough? ”

The newspaper editor, "Newspapers publish current events. ”

"I know, but don't you have a story section? Why don't you just put it in the story section? You advertise job postings in other factories, and you have to charge for missing person notices or anything, right? Can't I give money too? I'll pay for your story section for this issue and the next issue, is that okay? ”

But the other party still disagreed, and the editor of the newspaper said, "Comrade Mei Qingjiu, it's not a problem with the story section." If it's a really good story, not only do we not have to buy the section, but we will pay for the manuscript. ”

"So you mean I'm not good at this story?"

"It's not that the story is bad, it's that the impact of the story is too bad." The editor of the newspaper patiently explained to her, "This story involves the relationship between siblings, sisters, and adoptive parents. Originally, the relationship between sisters was the purest, but in your story, they killed each other and had no sisterhood, which was an impact on family affection. It will indirectly reduce the trust and affection between relatives."

Mei Qingjiu shook his head, "Comrade, I'm telling you the truth, this story is true!" I didn't make it up, and I can't make it up. ”