The pen name of the pig boss is Yuanxiang, but Li Kang prefers to call him a pig farmer or a pig boss.

It's not good to write anything, you have to write about raising pigs, this strange taste is really a strange thing that may not be able to bloom one of the 100,000 flowers at the end of the decade.

The place where the pig boss works is not in a tall CBD office building, of course, there is no CBD in this small place in Deshi.

Now in front of Li Kang is a five-story old-fashioned staircase, and the address given on the map is Xinde Network Technology Co., Ltd., which is hanging high on the second floor at this time, and some mottled plaques are also written like this.

The place should be here, yes, Li Kang breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the pig farmer should be a programmer.

The first floor facing the street is all the façade,It should have been rented out.,Opened a small supermarket, a hardware store, and a welfare lottery site.,Only the one on the right side of the staircase of the black hole hole has no signboard.,It seems to have been changed into a gatehouse.。

Li Kang turned around and saw that there was only one old man listening to the radio, shaking his head comfortably with his eyes closed with the Sichuan opera singing inside.

Seeing that the uncle didn't mean to open his eyes, Li Kang quietly slipped in along the stairs on the side.

Fortunately, when approaching the red dot, the positioning becomes more and more accurate, and the real-time distance can be displayed.

Li Kangxin said, this is urging the demon king system to finally have the meaning of black technology.

Following the red dot, Li Kang finally stopped at the door of an office on the second floor.

The pig farmer should be in it.

Li Kang cleared his throat and tidied up his clothes and hairstyle, trying to make himself appear elite enough.

After everything was done, he raised his hand and knocked on the door, but there was no response from inside for a long time, and after confirming that the pig farmer was indeed inside, he pushed open the office door by himself.

The good word "you ......" stuck in Li Kang's throat.

In the office, a handsome young man who looked less than thirty was sitting shirtless, barefoot in a chair, side-to-side to the door, frantically tapping on a keyboard covered with cigarette ash.

The cigarette in his mouth was already an inch long and would hang from the butt of the cigarette in an extremely gravity-defying posture, half of which could not be dropped.

The air conditioner was not turned on, and an old-fashioned floor fan blew a hula sound, but no matter how strong the wind was, the soot stubbornly lay on the butt of the cigarette, and it did not move.

The sound of Li Kang pushing the door finally woke up the pig farmer, and he turned his head mechanically, his face expressionless.

At this time, the soot that was dying with obsessive-compulsive disorder was finally blown off by the electric fan due to the angle, fell leisurely, and finally fell to the keyboard in front of the pig boss.

"Hello." Li Kang greeted with a smile, this pig boss now looks a little like Wang Zicheng at some moments, which makes him feel a little kind.

"Hello." The pig farmer didn't care about the cigarette ash, and nodded to him expressionlessly.

Then he turned his face to the screen again, began to crackle, and replied mechanically: "Go to the first office on the third floor to find our manager for business." ”

Then he muttered to himself: "Lao Jin is lazy again." ”

"I'm not here to do business, I'm here to find you." Saying that, Li Kan walked in the door and closed the office smoothly: "I am the editor of the end Chinese network, set sail." ”

Li Kang directly introduced himself with his true identity, unlike Huang Chong, the pig farmer is indeed very diligent, and the matter of 30,000 yuan a day cannot be intimidated by that kind of not so bright means, and the effective tricks against Huang Chong may not be useful to deal with the pig boss.

Therefore, Li Kang did not plan to secretly rub the pit man, but was ready to discuss it with the pig boss.

He has already figured out the wording, it's a big deal to use the name of the editor-in-chief to deceive people, or tempt him with non-existent recommendations, anyway, the pig boss doesn't know the editor-in-chief.

Yesterday, Li Kang had already read the novel of raising pigs, and I have to say that although the name of his book was dissuaded, and there were many typos in it, the innate sense of rhythm made people feel as happy as drinking a big cup of cold white in summer.

However, Li Kang checked the data in the background before leaving, and since the pig self-writing book, Guo An only gave him the worst recommendation, which was considered to be a reluctant fulfillment of the contractual obligations, and then there was no more.

However, even so, the pig farmers have already run naked to five hundred subscriptions, which proves that this book does have great potential, but Guo An is blind.

"Endpoint edit?" The pig farmer frowned, and as he spoke, the cigarette butt in his mouth accidentally fell off and burned him, and then the cigarette butt jumped on his belly and bounced back to the chair.

He picked up the cigarette butt and threw it into the disposable plastic cup with water in front of him, and there were already seven or eight cigarette butts in the cup.

He slapped off a layer of soot from his pants and wondered, "Didn't I block all the editors?" What are you looking for me? ”

"Blocking?" Li Kang didn't understand what he meant, and the author blocked the editor? In the two weeks he has been working at the finish headquarters, he has never heard of anyone daring to do this.

The author blocked the editor, do you still want to recommend it?

This pig boss has a very sharp personality, and he actually blacked Guo An.

Li Kang looked at the pig boss with approval at this time.

Coincidentally, he also blocked Guo An.

Although Li Kang had to drag Guo An out of the blacklist again because of work, he was still extremely disgusted with this person in his heart.

Thinking that Guo An was still blocked by others, and that he was also blocked by his authors, Li Kang felt a burst of relief.

Guo An's old thief, you also have today!

It's okay to block it, Li Kang was worried that Guo An would know about his coming to him, but now he is not worried at all.

The ghost knows if Guo An, who has no big eyes, will think that he is here to dig up his authors.

Li Kang also understood why the pig farmer wrote a book for four months, and only took a useless PC recommendation.

Just because he dared to blacken Guo An, Guo An could still arrange a recommendation for him.

The pig farmer re-lit a cigarette, and then gave one to Li Kang, but Li Kang refused with a smile: "I don't smoke." ”

Cigarette box Li Kang knew, yesterday when he bought water, he glanced at it, it was a local dragon and phoenix Chengxiang in Sichuan Province, ten yuan a box.

"Pig Boss, is your editor safe?" Li Kang asked with a smile.

"Smack." With a crisp sound, the pig lit the lighter, lit the cigarette and took a puff, then spit out the smoke ring, and replied with a satisfied face: "Yes, the old lady asked you to come to me?" ”

Hearing this, Li Kang's expression suddenly became very strange, he covered his stomach and wanted to laugh but it was not good to laugh so directly, so he had to forcibly hold back the smile, which made his face red.