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- 2009, February 3rd.
Fengyun City, edge branch of Second Avenue.
There were not many people on the streets in the early morning. A few sanitation ladies who got up early swept away the scattered pine leaves on the road, wiped their faces, and went to the next stop. It has just arrived in February, and the weather has warmed up a bit. The morning wind is still very cold. Although there is some sweat on the face, the sanitation aunties still tighten their clothes to keep their bodies warm.
Two rows of pine trees swayed their branches gently, and under the dense branches and leaves, spots of light were printed on the asphalt road.
Office workers who are used to working nine to five rarely leave their homes after five o'clock. Even if you get up early, it is extremely comfortable to curl up in a comfortable bed and take a nap or brush your vagina~
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The sun is getting higher, and there are more and more people rushing on the streets.
They greet each other, either in a hurry or with a calm expression, all kinds of things.
There were more people, but they gradually became less and less crowded.
On the empty asphalt road, a young woman carrying a bag and wearing a light blue denim shirt walked from the corner of the street. Perhaps she was in a good mood, as she hooked her small backpack in circles with one hand and looked content.
Second Avenue, walk about 300 meters to the left of the Baiye Building on the corner. There are people coming and going in a three-story office building. The slightly antique building looks a bit old. There is a yellowed sign hanging at the door of the second floor.
"Light language literature" - these four characters are written on the old wooden board.
"Sister Meng, it's almost ten o'clock, why are you here?!" Qi Meng slowly walked into the publishing house. Just as he was about to pour himself a glass of water, a little boy who had just entered the publishing house came to her. around,
"Shh, keep your voice down, Sister Meng has very good ears!"
"Sister Meng Editor-in-Chief Li is looking for you. Remember to hurry over. Be careful yourself later. The editor-in-chief seems to be very angry. If you make him angry, you will be in danger." He twitched the corner of his mouth in embarrassment, and he was careful reminded her in her ears.
"Don't worry, it's okay." Qi Meng's smile remained unchanged and he waved his hand as if he didn't care.
"Then, take care of yourself, I'll leave first." The little boy seemed to feel that he was not taken seriously, so he whispered and left. Compared to his expectant look when he came, his face looked a little disappointed at the moment.
For newcomers like them, old employees of literary publishing houses like Qi Meng are the ones they need to fawn over. According to the private legend among her colleagues, she is a veteran figure, having worked here when the publishing house first opened. Calculating carefully, I have been here for more than ten years.
Although this person¡¯s position is not very high, he knows surprisingly much. Naturally, the newcomers respect this seemingly powerful senior. Yes, yes, most men obey her words!
Qi Meng is a true beauty!
She has a slender figure, and her 175-year-old figure looks extremely tall even when wearing flat shoes. With enlarged breasts, slender legs, and graceful curves, this figure will definitely make her female colleagues feel sad every time they see her What's even more rare is that her eyes, which are always slightly narrowed, are bright and attractive. As she glanced inadvertently, the wisps of amorous feelings flowing around her made her look like a cunning fox, which made these new little boys exclaim and couldn't bear it.
"Sister Meng, are you free at noon?" Out of luck, he made an appointment.
"Hey~ Want to treat your sister to dinner?"
Qi Meng squinted and looked at him, like a fox looking at a little rabbit.
"Hmm~" The little boy scratched his head in embarrassment and dodged Qi Meng's eyes in embarrassment.
After thinking for a moment, she looked like she was giving you a chance and said, "It's not impossible~, but~~"
She pointed to the male colleagues around her with angry eyes: "For your safety, I think it's better not to go."
Sniffing the faint fragrance left by Qi Meng when he turned and left, the little boy suddenly blushed. Looking at that beautiful back, he sighed in disappointment. After seeing the envious and jealous eyes of the men around him, he proudly raised his head and looked up at those envious guys.
¡°Does he know that these guys even have to fight to find a chance to talk to Sister Meng?
Today is really my lucky day. Although I didn¡¯t get an appointment, I could at least have a few words with Sister Meng~~
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After entering the editor-in-chief's office, Qi Meng closed the door. Her originally smiling face suddenly turned into a stinking look, and she sat down on the table that had been placed nearby. She said unhappily to the middle-aged man sitting at the table: "Hey, Xiao Li, Why are you looking for me? I still have to rush for the manuscript and I don¡¯t have time now!¡±
Sitting in front of the desk was a middle-aged man in his forties, somewhat bald and looking haggard. Ever since Qi Meng came in, he had been staring at her fiercely, making a fist with one hand and saying nothing.
"Tell me, I really don't have time. Last time, the guy moved and the deadline for submitting the manuscript didn't come up. I have to go find him."
"Auntie, did you kill an article I asked you to write in the last issue?!" The man sitting in front of the table suddenly became furious. He stood up and slapped the table loudly; "Do you know? Knowing that it was Master Zhang¡¯s request, you just killed it without saying a word, it¡¯s very difficult for me, sister!!!¡±
What happened in the past few days has turned him into an ant on a hot pot, anxious.
"Mr. Zhang, that Mr. Zhang?" Qi Meng played with his hair leisurely and asked casually.
¡°Who else could it be, besides the heir to Xiling Pharmaceutical Group, who else could it be?!¡±
"I see, it's that prodigal son." After nodding his head clearly, Qi Meng was merciless: "No wonder you would give me such an unsightly thing. Do you know, that article The stuff is obviously plagiarized! Also, is it because of his poor IQ? If it¡¯s not easy to copy, he still copies things we¡¯ve published. Isn¡¯t this stupid!!¡±
She pretended to be worried about him and said sadly: "I can't copy such a simple plagiarism well. I'm really worried about what will happen to this child in the future."
"Let's just say that he is a prodigal. He is pretending to be literary and artistic, but with his little ink, he still wants to imitate others and publish articles!" Seeing that the guy in front of him didn't respond at all, Qi Meng calmly took back his unnecessary feelings and walked to the office. He took out the tea leaves from the cabinet behind the table and made himself a cup of tea.
She sat down on the chair with a dignified posture, took a pleasant sip, and then whispered: "And you, I don't seem to have any friendship with you. As for being so caring? I don't remember Zhongyu, you are like that Where are the good people~~¡±
This middle-aged man¡¯s surname is Yun and his first name is Zhongyu. In name, he is the editor-in-chief of this light-language literature company
On the surface, Yun Zhongyu should be her boss.
but¡¡
The middle-aged man stood up angrily, pointed at her and ridiculed: "That prodigal son has nothing but a lot of money. I think it will be easy for him to bring down this publishing house. And I am worried about you, okay!! You funded this soft-language literature store, and I just worked for you to get a salary. If it collapses, you won't have any money to spend."
"Calm down, calm down, we still have plenty of savings. Even if we don't dare to do anything, we can live happily for 180 years. There is no need to worry at all~~"
Yun Zhongyu took her teacup angrily and put it down: "Of course you don't have to worry. The most you can do is change your identity and run away somewhere else, but what should I do??!"
Qi Meng took out a napkin and wiped his mouth elegantly, looking like a well-educated lady.
Still calm, she tilted her head slightly, thought for a while, and then looked for a way out for him: "Well, you can find another job! You have rich work experience and strong abilities. I want to find another job for you. It¡¯s still very easy~~¡±
Yun Zhongyu sighed and complained softly: "As you know, it's hard to find a job these days If I get fired, I will drink the northwest wind. You won't be so cruel"
"Nonsense, your words are absolutely fine. Haven't the likes of Santu Evening News, New Youth Magazine, and Modern Times always wanted you to come over?" Still looking like a young lady, Qi Meng frowned slightly and said The deputy expressed dissatisfaction with his excessive modesty.
Of course, this is not all a performance. From the bottom of his heart, Qi Meng still believes in this guy's strength.
"Ahem, let's stop talking about my job search. What should we do about this matter?" Feeling that the topic was taken a bit far, Yun Zhongyu wisely stopped the topic.
No one knows better than him what kind of person Qi Meng is. To put it nicely, he is confident, independent-minded, creative, and highly capable of action. The reality is [magic, ego, pride, badness]! ! ! Anyway, in the five or six years they have been together, I have never defeated her in a verbal argument.
Qi Meng jumped up and finally broke away from the mode of everyone's young lady. She stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the endless flow of people and cars on the street. She was slightly lost in thought. It took her a while to come back to her senses, her eyes were low, and she whispered: "Don't worry, maybe this matter is in your mind at this moment." It seems to be so serious that you feel that if you can't handle it well, it will affect your life. But even if it is such an important thing, when ten or a hundred years pass by, you will look back at that time , you will find everything at this time?It's so trivial and insignificant. "
"Well, since you said so, I won't care."
With a sigh, the middle-aged man sat feebly on his office chair.
Reaching out and rubbing his forehead, Qi Meng shook his head with some self-mockery, freeing himself from that desolate state.
As if he remembered something, Qi Meng asked him: "By the way, didn't I give you some medicine when Xiao Nuan was sick last time? Did the little girl take it? How is she doing now?"
Xiaonuan is Yun Zhongyu¡¯s daughter. Zhongyu¡¯s wife died young and his situation was not good when he was young. He endured countless hardships and looked down upon in order to raise his daughter. Seeing that his daughter is about to take the high school entrance examination this year, if something goes wrong, it would be too cruel for this guy.
"Ah, this matter will be cured in a few days after taking the medicine you bought."
When the middle-aged man thought about his daughter, his originally bad mood became much brighter: "Don't mention it, the medicine you bought is really effective. Xiao Nuan has not had another attack after taking the medicine you sent. By the way, those are Chinese medicines, I looked at them and saw that they were all leaves of flowers and plants. Where did they come from?"
"That's right. Anyway, it's useful. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first~~"
Qi Meng nodded with satisfaction and walked out swaggeringly.
Watching Qi Meng leave, Yun Zhongyu muttered in confusion: "I don't know where you got it from, but you don't need to deal with it. I spent a lot of effort to convince Xiao Nuan to eat those leaves. .¡±
February 2nd, 9am.
Sales Hotel, third floor, large private room
Several young people dressed casually but not cheaply were laughing and chatting.
There were not many people, only eight people. Most of the people in this small circle were young people from famous families.
"Xiaohu, is that article you were bragging about last time about to be published? I've been looking for it in various publications for a long time, but there's no sign at all. Could it be that you were bragging? "
"Haha, admit it, don't mind, we have been brothers for so many years, I won't laugh at you"
"That's right, don't we, the people like you, know what your level is? You never passed Chinese when you were in school, and yet you are so good at pretending to be literary and artistic like other people's good grades. Alas, I think you should give up on this idea as soon as possible. "
"Lin Ye, let me tell you I'm not joking this time. What I write will definitely not be worse than Wang Jiaji!"
At this time, a beautiful girl next to her spoke: "Zhang Xiaohu, don't pretend if you don't have the ability. Don't you know it's embarrassing? I don't know what you are thinking!"
After saying this, the pretty girl slammed the door and left, leaving a table full of people watching the joke.
"Hey, Wan Jing, don't leave. Listen to my explanation."
¡°Fuck your sister¡¯s explanation!!¡±
"Hey, hey"
"This time the Lakers lost a lot."
A close friend of Zhang Xiaohu sighed, walked over and patted his shoulder to express comfort, and then left the private room.
"Hey, is it Editor Li! How did you do it? Didn't you say it's OK! Now go and look through it, and there's nothing there. This time I've been humiliated. If you don't give me an explanation, I won't I won¡¯t make it easy for you!!!¡± After everyone left, Zhang Xiaohu picked up the phone with an angry look on his face, and after he answered the call, he cursed into the phone.
This guy and Wang Jiaji, another second-generation rich man, were chasing a beautiful girl recently. But Wang Jiaji, who has been literary and artistic since childhood and has published many articles, is obviously more favored by the girl. Before he could make up for his own gap, this guy came up with this trick.
But from now on, it¡¯s obvious that he was tricked.
The person who promised over there didn't do anything, and he talked so much that he couldn't get off the stage just now.
The influence on that girl¡¯s heart got even worse. She was so depressed that she wanted to kill someone!
PS: I have experienced a lot of things during this period, both good and bad, and I am a little tired.
Nanhua cannot guarantee the speed of updates, but can only promise that it will not be eunuchs. (I gave you a guarantee, but I couldn¡¯t finish it. This feeling is really terrible.) The completed version of Lily Story is about 1.1 million. Nanhua will speed up the progress and it will not become a true lifetime.
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