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Chapter 125 Drag the Titans

The interview ended quickly.

The editor-in-chief knew that Tang Zhan could not always be an editor.

So I directly assigned him a group of authors who would hardly delay updates.

Curry sauce is a normal treat.

Zhao Haitang is completely on hell difficulty.

As the introducer, Zhuge Dali was also successfully promoted to the team leader responsible for bringing in new people.

"Come on, let me explain the work." Zhuge Dali led them to the desk and looked at the authors they were responsible for, but soon he frowned.

The author responsible for Tang Zhan and Curry Sauce doesn’t have much of a problem.

She is familiar with several of the authors Zhao Haitang is responsible for.

Nicholas Zhang San!

Brick Emperor!

Murong dy (candy)!

These were the three most powerful men under her back then!

One is more difficult than the other.

One can drag better than the other.

Let’s look at other authors…

Zhuge Dali looked at Zhao Haitang sympathetically: "Did you have any grudge against the editor-in-chief before?"

"How could we have any enmity when we met for the first time?" Zhao Haitang still didn't know what he was about to face: "Let me tell you, the editor-in-chief is very kind. He said that I was handsome and would watch over me and train me so that he could

I turned into a regular employee as quickly as possible."

Zhuge Dali was a little speechless. Maybe the editor saw that Zhao Haitang was a talent and didn't want to care so much: "Each of you is responsible for twenty authors. Each author must write at least three thousand words every day.

What you have to do is to urge updates, ensure that each author completes the quota on time, and respond to unexpected situations at any time."

"What unexpected situation?" Curry Sauce didn't understand.

Zhuge Dali looked at Zhao Haitang: "For example, I just saw the leave information on the site. Among the authors Zhao Haitang is responsible for, there is one named Nicholas Zhang San. He just sent a message saying that he has a broken hand and will take three months' leave. After a while,

, he will rush over from the hospital to ask for leave."

Briefly explain the situation.

Zhuge Dali began to ask: "How do you plan to deal with this situation?"

"My hand is injured." Curry Sauce thought carefully: "Of course I have to take a good rest. When I recover, I can continue writing."

Zhao Haitang retorted: "By the time he recovers, readers will have already run away. We should work together to help him complete his creation."

Zhuge Dali was not very satisfied with Zhao Haitang and Curry Sauce's answer: "Tang Zhan, what would you do?"

Tang Zhan didn't expect that this would catch up with the plot. Faced with Zhuge Dali's question, he was already prepared: "The most basic trust between people is still necessary. Of course, if he deceives my trust, I will let him

He knows what violent reminders are."

"Congratulations on getting the answer right." After Zhuge Dali smiled at Tang Zhan, he looked at Curry Sauce and Zhao Haitang, his expression became serious: "If urging is a course, you have already failed the class."

"Because you just joined the job and don't know the author, I plan to let you take turns urging Nicholas Zhang San."



Soon Nicholas Zhang San arrived.

when the door opens

Zhuge Dali took them inside.

Nicholas Zhang San couldn't sit still for a moment. Thinking about the days when he was violently urged to work, his hair stood on end: "Dali, how...how..."

"Don't be afraid." Zhuge Dali smiled at Nicholas Zhang San: "The editors who are urging us to update today are the three of them."

Nicholas Zhang San was relieved, as long as Zhuge Dali was not personally responsible.

He is confident that he will postpone updates until the end of time, and as long as he lives.

Starting from today, I will update and count him as the loser!


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