Zhong Yuan is a big fan of the book "Recreating the Mixed Yuan", he just ordered it all, and he was just a poor security guard at that time.

That book can be made into a TV when it hits the street so much, and Zhong Yuan's personal hobbies play a big role in it.

He liked the book a lot, and he liked the author, and he waited for the author to open a new book, but he never waited.

He also thought that after the author's book sold the copyright, he would live his own happy life, and he didn't want to write hard, and he blamed himself in his heart for ruining an excellent online writer with money.

Unexpectedly, this product is actually a good online writer who doesn't do it, and comes here to be a security guard!

It's so uncompromising!

This is a crime against the readers!

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuan's face changed, and he said to Manager Liu: "You can't let this force be the squad leader! It's better to fire him and not let him be a security guard here." ”

Manager Liu was taken aback, and his heart was in his heart: "Could it be that Xiao Li wrote too many poisonous points before, and he also poisoned Mr. Zhong, so he was so angry?"

Although some people think that Zhong Yuan is making a bit of a fuss, but think about it, if you don't let that Li Baoan be the squad leader, you will not be promoted to the minister or even the manager in the future, so your manager's position will be stable, which is a good thing!

It has to be supported!

He immediately said, "Okay, I'll find a reason to fire him in a few days." ”

Zhong Yuan thought for a while and said, "You better call him over, I want to have a good chat with him." ”

Manager Liu was a little worried, and thought to himself: "He doesn't want to beat Xiao Li, right?

I feel a little unbearable, but the boss's orders still have to be carried out.

He got up and came to the south gate, and said to Security Officer Li with a calm face: "Xiao Li, Mr. Zhong always has some questions for you, and I want you to go over." ”

Li Baoan was a little uneasy in his heart - although it was easy to find a job as a security guard, it was not so easy to find a security job like Hongjing Property with a relatively loose management and a decent salary.

He whispered to Manager Liu: "Manager Liu, what is Mr. Zhong asking me about me?"

"It seems that you used to write about the Internet...... Manager Liu said with some pain.

"Huh?"

Even if he is guilty, it was a few years ago, and I didn't write it after I came to work here, so as for using this issue to convict?

At this time, he understood what it meant to "add sin to desire".

That's it!

He mustered up his courage and went to where Zhong Yuan was resting, only to call "Mr. Zhong", and heard Zhong Yuan ask solemnly: "You are the Dongli Qiu who wrote "Recreating the Mixed Yuan"?"

“...... Yes. Li Baoan didn't know what trouble had happened to that department, but it was obviously undesirable to deny it, so he could only admit it honestly.

"Why don't you continue to write?" Zhong Yuan said very unhappily.

An online writer is not good at writing, but he comes to be a security guard, which is really distressing!

"Why do you want to keep writing?"

Speaking of this, the depression that Li Baoan had accumulated in his heart a few years ago rose: "Write it for those pirates and people who watch pirated copies?"

"There are also readers of the original version, right?" Zhong Yuan said, "You suddenly don't write, are you worthy of those who subscribe to you?"

"I'm sorry, didn't I insist on finishing the book?" Li Baoan said, "Dozens of subscriptions, I insisted on writing more than 1.5 million words, and wrote out all the plots to be written, I'm already worthy of those who subscribe to me, right?"

"Why don't you keep writing?" Zhong Yuan said, "Don't you know that someone is looking forward to your new one?"

"Hehe," Li Baoan smiled sadly, "continue to write? How do you continue to write? Mr. Zhong, I also want to eat! I don't just have to eat by myself, I also have to support my family, and I have a girlfriend." That book was written for a year, more than a million words, and it brought me more than 2,000 yuan in manuscript fees.

"Forehead ......"

Zhong Yuan choked for a moment, he knew that the data in that book was miserable, but he didn't know that it was miserable.

The manuscript fee of more than 2,000 yuan a year is indeed a little lower.

Thinking about being a security guard in Hongjing Garden for a month, it is equivalent to writing two years, and it is normal for this Li security guard to choose to be a security guard.

"But," Zhong Yuan said, "didn't you sell the TV rights to that book later, and the income should be more than if you were a security guard, right?"

"Hehe," Li Baoan laughed again, "I don't have the copyright to be issued there, let alone I can call the shots, and I have dozens of books on the street, how much can I sell them?"

"How much is that?" Zhong Yuan asked curiously.

He knew that the copyright of that book was sold very low, but he didn't know how low.

Li Baoan gave him a number: "I don't know how much I sold, anyway, I only received xxxx ......"

"Damn!" Zhong Yuan exclaimed, "It can't be so low, right?"

"If I am high, will I come to be a security guard?" Li Baoan said angrily, "The most annoying thing is that after they filmed it on TV, they didn't even play the subtitle of 'adapted from the same name of so-and-so', and they originally thought that they could take advantage of the TV hit to gain popularity, but they couldn't, it's really annoying." ”

Zhong Yuan said: "But I heard that the crew has looked for you, but you can't be contacted, and your mobile phone can't get through." ”

"Uh," Security Officer Li was stunned for a moment, "I wrote it in my hometown, and I came out to work later, so naturally I had to change my number, and it was normal that I couldn't get in touch." ”

Zhong Yuan raised his forehead and said, "You can't blame others for this." ”

Li Baoan said: "But I haven't changed! That's how the editor-in-charge of the website contacted me." He added, "Although the editor in charge has not contacted me since the copyright was sold. ”

"Maybe you don't post books all the time, so delete your friends. Zhong Yuan speculated.

"Maybe......" Li Baoan said depressedly, "Anyway, it's on the street, and there's nothing to delete it." ”

"Don't you want to write anymore?" Zhong Yuan said, "Actually, I like your writing more, and it's a pity to bury it like this." ”

"Don't write it," Li Baoan shook his head and said, "The twelve-hour shift a day is already very tiring, and if you write again after work, you won't have your own life." ”

Speaking of this topic, Li Baoan was also obviously depressed, raised his head, looked up at the sky at a forty-five degree angle, a tear flashed in his small eyes, and said lightly: "Dreams are a good thing, but they can't be eaten." ”