At one o'clock in the afternoon, Han Ruo and her partner and master Zhai Di entered the company on time after lunch.

Wang Xiaohan, the literary editor of the same department, greeted her with excitement on his face, grabbed her arm and was ready to vomit.

has been a colleague for more than a year, Wang Xiaohan sometimes behaves innocently and lively, ignorant of the world, and sometimes suddenly sneers and hides needles in her smile, and it is rare to see her take the initiative to talk to herself.

She must have met a happy event. Han Ruo thought to himself.

"Hey, Han Ruo, have you ever heard of the sand between your fingers? is the writer who was popular last year, adapted his novel "Goodbye, The Cinnabar Mole in My Heart", and the movie he wrote and directed earned 500 million! ”

"So what?" Han Ruo remained silent.

Of course, people in the industry know that Finger Sha, a cutting-edge writer with millions of fans on Weibo, wrote and directed by himself, won a box office of 500 million with a small fresh literary romance film with an investment of less than 20 million, became popular with a group of newcomers, and shook the film and television industry with amazing debut achievements.

"Ahh He's coming to our company! Finally met him in person, so handsome! Absolutely small fresh meat! It's much better than in the interview video. Obviously, you can rely on your appearance to eat, but you are still so talented, a combination of Wu Yifan and Li Yifeng. And his partner, super beautiful ......"

Wang Xiaohan's eyes were full of peach hearts, his expression was exaggerated, and he couldn't hide his excitement. Luckily, it was lunchtime, and the people from the other departments around had not all returned.

"It's just a bedtime story, deceiving you little girls." Han Ruo tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Her cold performance contrasted sharply with Wang Xiaohan's excitement, which caused the other party to be dissatisfied.

"Hey! The rules of the fan circle: It is not allowed to slander her idols and everything about idols in front of fans. ”

"Okay, I apologize." Han Ruo is as good as a stream.

God knows how many idols Wang Xiaohan has, almost all the good-looking male stars in the entertainment industry are her idols, and now even the writers are too.

"Humph! That's pretty much it. Let me tell you, I have been following him on Weibo since two years ago, and at that time I asserted that he would definitely make a name for himself in the film and television industry. Hey, did you listen to me? ”

Wang Xiaohan pressed Han Ruo's hand holding the mouse, forcibly pulled her attention back from the computer screen, and once again expressed her dissatisfaction.

"You say, I'll listen."

"Looking at you like this, I know that I have never watched "Goodbye, the cinnabar mole in my heart", let me tell you......"

Wang Xiaohan began to babble on the content of the film and novel of the same name to her.

Thanks to the developed Internet, even if Han Ruo has never read that book or that movie, he knows a little about the content of the story.

Back then, Zhijiansha went to the southwest to study at university, and a Yi girl from the same school fell in love with a song at the party, and fell in love for four years.

After graduation, for the sake of her beloved, Zhijiansha gave up a great opportunity and accompanied her from the southwest region to Shanghai.

He worked to earn money, and she went to a foreign Chinese university for graduate school; He cooks and does laundry, and she studies for exams. Later the girl left him......

"'Falling in love with someone is the beginning of throwing away your dignity, not caring about winning or losing, not caring about gains and losses, and making a desperate bet without hesitation'. Tsk, only the sand between your fingers can write such profound words, a peerless good man, really is my love saint prince! Let the woman who abandoned him regret going, hurt my male god, and let her die alone......"

Wang Xiaohan was deeply intoxicated by this autobiographical love story, and when she looked at Han Ruo in a blink of an eye, there was a sneer on the corner of her mouth.

Wang Xiaohan rubbed his eyes in disbelief and pushed her unceremoniously.

"Hey, are you listening to me? What a touching love story! You just don't understand love, so you're mixed up as an old leftover girl. You middle-aged women really don't understand the world of our cute girls! Generation gap, generation gap! ”

The cute girl buries the "old aunt" who is a few years older than her, which is really justified, and it is a matter of course!

On the opposite side of the lattice room, Wang Xiaohan's partner, Wang Jing, laughed out loud and quietly gave Wang Xiaohan a thumbs up.

"What an extinct affectionate man, what a love saint prince, but just a selfish and narcissistic man, relying on a little talent, seizing the moral high ground, selling other people's emotional privacy to make money, and having the face to write out his experience, what kind of good man can he be!"

Han Ruo sat in place and lowered his voice.

In the past, she was sneered at by Wang Xiaohan, she just listened to it, but today she has to earn this breath.

"You are jealous, you old woman, you poor and no one loves you!" Wang Xiaohan was angry and unscrupulous.

"You also believe in the scumbag's side, if the heroine of the story also writes a girl's version, maybe who is the one who is the negative!"

"You!"

The voice stopped abruptly, and Wang Xiaohan's flushed face suddenly bloomed into a dahlia, smiling harmlessly in front of him.

A beautiful woman with bumpy and curly long hair came out from the direction of Mr. Zhang's office, without squinting, leaving a fragrant breeze and going out.

"Yikes!" Wang Xiaohan's eyes shouted obsessively, "Jingjing, have you seen it?" This is the beautiful partner of Finger Sand, the second female number one who accompanies him in his book to break into his career! ”

"What an extinct affectionate man, what a saintly prince, but just a scumbag who is selfish and narcissistic, deceives women, likes the new and hates the old!"

Han Ruo sat on the toilet for a long time, and finally spit out this indignant word, and his heart was finally relieved.

In the corridor outside the bathroom, the long-haired beauty swallowed the smoke with a cigarette between her fingers, and her already delicate figure was posed into a more graceful and enchanting curve.

Aunt Cleaning was embarrassed to say something to her, and when she saw Han Ruo coming out, she hurriedly stepped forward and muttered quietly. It means that this beauty is too cold, and the carpet will be burned, so she should help persuade the beauty to take an ashtray to catch the ashes, otherwise she will be fined.

The beautiful woman naturally heard her aunt's muttering, glanced at Han Ruo like an ant, and with a backhand, she threw away the residual cigarette and walked away.

The cleaning aunt exclaimed, shouted "evil", picked up the cigarette butt with her bare hands, and inspected the carpet with a distressed face.

Melinda, or Melinda from the past.

Standing in this long corridor, Han Ruo had a sense of trance of time and space.

It's been six years, and since the first time I saw her, she has always been so arrogant and noble and cold that she treats everyone like ants.

It's no wonder that as much ability as there is, there is a great temper. She and he were indeed the same kind of people.

This afternoon, despite Wang Xiaohan's continuous nymphomaniac and broken mouth interference, Han Ruo still did things calmly.

The popular screenwriter and director Finger Sha and the industry's gold medal planner Melinda personally visited the Shanghai subsidiary of Tang Cat Film and Television, and Mr. Zhang of the Planning Department warmly received him and chatted with each other for an afternoon.

When he was about to get off work, Director Zhao Moju came out of Mr. Zhang's office and called the boys from the planning department to go in and meet the fingers.

Han Ruo's heart was pounding, and she suddenly wanted to leave early. It's okay to be afraid, it's okay to run away, anyway, I just don't want to see it.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

"Han Ruo, why are you stunned, come here! Xiaohan, you girls are all here together. ”

Zhao Moju beckoned the girls in the department to go in together.