Coming out of front of Lin Xiran's house, Xu Mo didn't know how to walk home all the way, tiredly put his schoolbag aside, lay on the bed, looked at the ceiling, and thought over and over again, where could Lin Xiran move with his elderly grandmother?

Until the next morning, I was almost late, and after rushing to the school, I looked at Lin Xiran, who came to go through the withdrawal procedures in front of the school teaching office, and I didn't see her for a few days, and I looked even thinner.

She was followed by Ling Hao, a classmate who suddenly dropped out of school and left No. 1 Middle School before, seeing him pull the car door and Lin Xiran sat down, he smiled at himself defiantly, and then kicked the accelerator and took Lin Xiran away from here forever.

never appeared in his Xu Mo's field of vision again, and disappeared completely without saying goodbye....

In front of the desk, Xu Mo slid the mouse and clicked on the email from Haochen Film and Television, looked at the explanation on it that claimed to be Lin Xiran's assistant Linda, and a sneer twisted into the corner of his mouth, and pressed the return button.

In the planning department, Linda was stunned in front of the computer and looked at the returned email in the mailbox, her eyebrows tightened, she couldn't imagine that "Ink Dye Fanghua" was so resolute that she didn't even have a chance to explain, and it seemed that it was impossible to win this project.

"Linda, pack up and we're ready to go."

The door of the director's office suddenly opened, and Lin Xiran appeared in front of the door to remind Linda outside the door, holding the popular best-selling novel in his hand.

After reading this novel in recent days, I found that the original romance novel was not as boring as she imagined, but was moved a lot by the delicate feelings of the author's pen, perhaps, as Linda said, if you want to sign this author, you need to try to understand him from his works.

And most of the companies that are looking for him to cooperate in front of him only look at the surface of the flow of the work, but they have not taken the time to start with the work itself, so it has created the illusion that the author deliberately raised his value and made it difficult in every way.

Imagine that mother will be happy because passers-by praise her child for her beautiful clothes instead of the child itself, as Linda said, in the eyes of "ink dyeing Fanghua", his works are not just beloved children, and the traffic brought by the best-selling is just clothes.

"Director Lin, where are we going?"

After noticing the novel in Lin Xiran's hand, Linda was secretly happy at first, Director Lin was finally willing to face up to the project of Ink Dye Fanghua, but on the other hand, he thought of the attitude of "Ink Dye Fanghua" just now, and he was inevitably a little worried.

"Of course, I'm going to see which of your idols, but I want to see if he has three heads and six arms, or how he actually provoked my assistants to apostatize without seeing him."

Lin Xiran glanced at Linda, who was a little embarrassed beside her, and said, thinking that this little girl must have been embarrassed by the previous incident if she avoided herself in the morning, but she had already forgotten about it.

After all, when Ling Hao was busy interviewing her for an assistant, the only thing that surprised her was Linda's straightforward nature, and her simplicity with everything written on her face.

The business things are enough to make her head big, and she doesn't want to go back to the office to face the assistant who is also a scheming old Jianghu, so wouldn't it mean that she is being stared at all the time.

"Director Lin, I was so impulsive that day, I'm embarrassed to look at you these days...."

After Linda finished speaking embarrassedly, she hurriedly bit her lower lip, after she went home that day, she realized her impulse, and she hadn't slept peacefully these days, thinking about how to explain it to Director Lin.

I also thought that if Director Lin hadn't insisted on staying with her education, it would have been completely impossible for her to stay in the company as an assistant to the director, and now if Director Lin didn't want to keep her, wouldn't she be facing unemployment.

"Linda, you're right, from the very beginning, I unconsciously brought emotions into my work, and I was even more biased against the project, so the last time we had an interview with each other, it ended in failure, and lately I've been self-reflective and read some of this novel, so I want to meet the author again."

Lin Xiran patted Linda's shoulder with relief, and recounted in detail the turning point in her heart in the past few days, and expressed her grasp of this interview with the author.

However, these did not completely solve the doubts in Linda's heart, you must know that he was just returned by "Ink Dyeing Fanghua", how could he be willing to interview them later, or did Director Lin find some special way?

Thinking about it, Director Lin has always been surprisingly successful, and the projects that have long been hopeless in the eyes of others have not been won by her many times, plus Mr. Ling has just come back recently, so he must have helped a little bit, thinking like this, Linda's pace has also accelerated a lot.

When I came to the Dorsett Hotel, I saw that Director Lin did not walk into the elevator, but turned around and walked into the café on the side.

Walking into the café, the melodious music suddenly made people feel a lot more relaxed, Lin Xiran chose the position in the first row by the window and beckoned Linda to sit down, and ordered a few desserts and two cups of black coffee.

Linda really asked with some skepticism: "Director Lin, we only order dessert and coffee for two people, okay?" ”

"Ink-dyed flowers?"

Lin Xiran put down the coffee cup in surprise and stared out the window, looking for the man in the hall, who might be the mysterious author, and said in a flat tone after a week of inspection: "He won't come, let's just replenish our strength first." ”

"Oh."

Linda instantly wilted into the sofa, thinking that Director Lin came out in such a hurry to make an appointment with "Ink Dye Fanghua" to win this project as soon as possible, but it turned out that it was just to replenish physical strength, hey!

But if you think about it carefully, didn't Director Lin just say that he had made an appointment for an interview with Modye Fanghua, could it be that he came over earlier to replenish his physical strength and prepare for the interview later?

Thinking like this, Linda became excited again, and consciously drank the coffee and ate the dessert and asked carefully: "Director Lin, what is the exact time for us to meet each other?" ”

Lin Xiran, who was busy observing the environment of the hotel lobby, knew that Linda, the little assistant on the side, would have so many thoughts, and repeated her question: "The exact time... Well, we didn't make an appointment to meet each other. ”

Probably aware of Linda's emotions behind her, Lin Xiran hurriedly turned around and added: "Linda is like this, due to the unpleasantness of the previous appointment, presumably the author will not meet us again in a short time, but we can come here to meet him by chance, right?" ”