In a small hot pot restaurant near the old street of City M, Han Li and Le Chao were sitting next to each other in the corner, while the other seats were empty.
The hot pot on the table was steaming, and the deep red soup was sloshing in the pot. The two of them were chatting and laughing while scalding various meat and vegetable dishes into the pot.
From time to time, they would raise glasses and clink them.
But instead of wine, they had orange juice in their glasses.
While picking up food for her, Le Chao said: "You said last night that you would move here today, so I went to help you clean the room this morning. When I took you to see it just now, the room was very clean, right?
?”
Han Li smiled like a flower and had a happy expression, "Well, it's quite clean. Thank you for your hard work, handsome guy! Come on! I'll give you one more tribute!"
As she spoke, she raised her cup.
Le Chao chuckled, raised his glass, clinked it with her, and took a sip of orange juice.
Han Li put some vegetables into her mouth, and while chewing, she whined: "Well, that's right! Xiao Quanzi is going to open his own studio recently, and I heard from my sister that that guy wants to recruit someone to help him.
To promote various copyrights, I may need to recruit two assistants to collect information and correct manuscripts. Well, are you interested in taking a part-time job? If you are interested, I will give my sister a call.
Say! Hehe, for my sake, my sister should agree!"
Le Chao raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, his expression was quite surprised, "What? He writes novels and also has a personal studio? Is it true? Does he think he is a big star?"
Han Li chuckled, "Don't worry about that! Just tell me if you are interested in working part-time? If you are interested and want to make some extra money, I will call my sister."
Le Chao sneered and shook his head, "Forget it! If I have that time, wouldn't it be better for me to write more manuscripts myself? Be his assistant? What's the future for that?"
After a pause, he put an arm around Han Li's shoulder and asked with a smile: "What? Do you hope that your man will be Sun Quan's little assistant in the future? Hmm?"
Han Li looked at him for a moment, her eyes filled with smiles. She suddenly pecked his face and said with a smile: "Okay! You are ambitious! I like it and will reward you!"
Le Chao laughed and was in high spirits.
…
Beijing.
Editorial Department of Gezi Chinese Network.
It was almost time to get off work. After a busy day's work, Yiren stretched out a little tiredly. She turned around and saw the office area. Every colleague had their heads lowered and continued to work. There were sounds of typing keyboards and mice everywhere.
It's quite pleasant to listen to.
But at this moment she sighed softly.
The mood is not very beautiful.
Because I don’t know how the news spread in the past few days. It seems that everyone in the entire editorial department knows that she failed to poach the salted fish and my old grandson was poached instead.
The gossip has spread everywhere. In the past few days, people have teased her about it almost every day. Some people have asked her if she is going? Some people have asked her how she did it? Why would I, the salty fish, Lao Sun, poach her in turn?
?Wait, all kinds of similar problems gave her a headache.
She even heard that the editors-in-chief of other editorial teams, when instructing their editors to contact other great authors, sternly warned their editors not to promote themselves to great authors.
When these words reached Yi Ren's ears, Yi Ren felt very upset, had no words to explain, and felt aggrieved.
It sounds like I took the initiative to promote myself to others, so I failed to recruit people and ended up being poached instead.
She can no longer stand this kind of working atmosphere.
Sitting in front of the computer with a teacup in hand, she was dazed for a while. She bit her lip gently, then gently put down the teacup, held the mouse, clicked on QQ, found Xianyu's old sun's number, and sent a question.
"Hey, does what you said before still count?"
She was lucky this time. After a while, Mr. Sun replied to her, "Are you talking about coming to work in my studio?"
Yiren: "Well, yes! Does it still count?"
Xianyu my old sun: "Haha, it counts! What? Have you thought about it? Come on?"
Yiren: "The monthly salary is really 5,000?"
Salted Fish My Lao Sun: “Yes, food and lodging are also included!”
Yiren thought about it and asked again: "Then if I come over, what kind of work do you need me to be responsible for?"
Xianyu Lao Sun: "Help me contact various companies, help me sell various copyrights of my works, such as comic adaptation rights, game adaptation rights, film and television adaptation rights, audio novel adaptation rights, etc., and temporarily help me take charge of the entire
The daily routine of the studio.”
The more Yi Ren looked at it, the more she frowned, because she had never done any of these jobs before. After thinking for a while, she decided to tell the truth. She was afraid that when she quit her job and went to that guy's job, she would be unable to do it because she couldn't do it.
There is no good job there, which leads to unemployment.
Yiren: "Then you may have found the wrong person. I have never done these jobs and have no experience at all. You should find someone else! Maybe you can try poaching the editor of the copyright department."
After a while, Xianyu my old sun said: "Haha, I don't know other editors, don't worry! I know you have no experience in this area, I allow you to explore slowly, I am not in a hurry to sell how many copyrights right away, I
This is not the only work in the studio, come on! When you come, I will leave my studio to you."
Yiren still frowned, "What other business does your studio have?"
Xianyu Anlaosun: "For example, recruit a few writers, I will write the outline, and they will write it, and then you can sell it on some small websites and make a little money."
As far as Sun Quan knew, there were many great masters working on similar studios before he was reborn. Some of these great masters had their studios open for several years and were obviously able to make money.
Yiren bit her lip again, hesitated for a while, and then replied: "Okay! I agree, but you can't go back on your word, otherwise I will lose my job because of you."
Xianyu An Laosun: "Okay! If I regret it, you will expose these chat records to the author forum and discredit me. Haha, my current reputation should still be of some value, right?"
After reading what he said, Yiren was really relieved. She was convinced by him.
…
About twenty minutes later.
Yiren knocked on Editor Hu's office and handed a resignation application to Editor Hu.
At that time, Editor Hu frowned and stared at the resignation application for a while, then slowly looked up at her and asked, "Why are you resigning?"
Yiren: "I wrote the reasons on my resignation application."
Editor Hu: "The world is so big, you want to see it? Is this the reason for your resignation?"
Yiren's face was slightly red, and she lowered her head slightly, secretly annoyed that she was crazy, why did she just ask that guy what reason he should use to resign...
She was even more annoyed that she actually wrote down the reasons that the guy sent her in the resignation application, but... she didn't even write it down, so she just lowered her head slightly, then raised her head to meet Editor Hu's gaze, and gritted her teeth.
Nodding, "Yes! What? Isn't this the right reason?"
Editor Hu remained silent.
He lowered his eyes and stared at the resignation application again. After staring at it for a few seconds, he nodded slightly and said expressionlessly: "Okay! That's great! Well, I understand. You can go out! I will help you with this application."
Submit it to the Human Resources Department."
Yiren was slightly surprised, could it really work?
"Thank you! Then...boss, am I going out?"
"Um."
Editor Hu waved his hand.
…
Two days later, Yiren's resignation application was approved, but according to regulations, she had to continue working in her original position for half a month to complete the handover work.
Otherwise she won't get her last month's salary.
And as her resignation application was approved, the reason for her resignation that she wrote on her resignation application quickly spread throughout the editorial department.
Even the general manager, Evil King, heard about it.
In the two days when everyone first heard about the reason for resigning, they all looked at her strangely.
Some people want to laugh, some people give thumbs up, and some people have a hint of envy in their eyes.
I don’t know which nefarious person actually took a photo of the reason for resignation and posted it on the author’s forum.
Not long after, someone put it on the scarf.
Unconsciously, this reason for resignation spread more and more widely.
What's even more outrageous is that on the third to last day before Yi Ren was about to leave her job, a reporter from an online media in Beijing came to her and said that she wanted to interview her, and the reason for interviewing her was the reason for her resignation...
This is probably another butterfly effect.
This sentence that Mr. Sun casually sent to Yi Ren became popular several years earlier than in the original time and space.
When he saw this sentence in the author forum, he was stunned for a while.
——"The world is so big, I want to see it."
What made him even more emotional was that two days later, he received a message from Han Li on QQ.
——"Brother-in-law, I heard from my sister that you bought another villa in Qinglong Bay? Is it true?"
This sentence itself did not make Sun feel emotional. What really made him feel emotional was that he accidentally noticed that Han Li's QQ signature actually said - "The world is so big, I want to see it!"
Of course, her words themselves also touched him slightly, but it was not emotion, but surprise.
Because he himself didn't even know this happened.
He pretended that he was not online for the time being and did not reply to Han Li immediately. Instead, he got up and left the study and went to the living room downstairs to ask his wife Yuan Shuiqing.
Yuan Shuiqing was changing the diaper of the devil on the sofa, and the old lady was helping.
As for why the old lady is here?
Because the old lady and Sun Quan's mother changed shifts, Sun Quan's mother returned to her hometown at the beginning of the month, and the old lady came over to help take care of the children.
Sun Quan walked over and touched the little cheek of Xinxin Demon King, and asked Yuan Shuiqing, "Honey, your cousin said that we bought another villa in Qinglong Bay? Is it true?"
Yuan Shuiqing held the two little feet of the devil in the heart with one hand and lifted the diaper up with the other hand. He replied casually: "Well, don't you want to set up a studio and need a house? And you also said that housing prices will definitely rise, so I
I just paid a down payment and bought another set. I will simply decorate it later and make it a studio for you!"
Sun Quan blinked, hesitating to speak.
Yuan Shuiqing didn't hear his answer. She glanced back at him with some confusion. Seeing his expression, she smiled slightly and said, "What do you want to say?"
Sun Quan's expression was a little depressed, "Honey, when you bought a villa... why didn't you tell me in advance?"
Yuan Shuiqing turned around in confusion, "Didn't I tell you? Didn't I tell you a few nights ago?"
Sun Quan was also confused, "When?"
Yuan Shuiqing's cheeks were a little red. He quickly glanced at the old lady beside him, kicked him lightly, and whispered: "You are causing trouble!"