Love Apartment: Returning to Zhuge Dali at the beginning

Chapter 242 Writers also have human rights
"Hey, hey! The whole world is advocating the protection of single dogs, can you take the lead!"

Zhang Wei covered his head, his eyes are hot!

"Single dogs can't afford to be hurt...I'd better go back and write advertisements..."

Zhao Haitang Lihua burst into tears and ran away directly.

At night, it entered the code word time again.

Originally, it was enough for Fang Di to code [-] words per day. This was the standard Dali set for Fang Di before. According to Fang Di's speed at that time, it would take about three to four hours to code [-] words.

But now that he has the magical tool of codewords written by his mind, Fang Di's codeword speed has exceeded [-] words per hour.

So now Fang Di can hand in [-] manuscripts for just one hour of random coding!

"Fang Di, it's time for today's coding! Go and code!"

As Fang Di's full-time urging editor, he started urging with his real name just after dinner.

"Hey! What are you panicking about? According to my current speed, I can finish [-] characters in just an hour later! Let me abuse a few chickens first!"

"Hey... Didn't you say that the League of Legends is deeper than the glory of the king? Why another PentaKill (five kills)!"

Fang Di manipulated Galen, swung the big sword, and began to abuse the spring again...

One version of one generation of gods, one generation of versions use Galen!

No matter how the version is modified, Galen has always been awesome as a novice hero!
"Ah... When did I ask you how many words to type every day? Am I the kind of inconsiderate full-time editor?"

"Every writer always has a few days of uncomfortable days every month, so it is impossible to deliver so many manuscripts every day!"

"I never ask you to submit a fixed number of manuscripts every day..."

He walked over with a lot of laughter.

Fang Di is like a spring breeze...

Ah... this is my most gentle Dali baby, not that cruel full-time reminder editor!

"Baby Dali is so cute!"

"Reward one!"

Fang Di pressed hard and kissed her, feeling very happy.

"Oh, just keep listening to me!"

Dali took advantage of the opportunity and sat on Fang Di's lap, with a slightly coquettish tone?Fang Di checked carefully, almost thinking that he had heard wrong...

"Dali, keep talking, I'm listening!"

Fang Di looked at Dali and said while controlling the big sword to take away the opposite who had been scolding Tuo Ersuo.

"I really don't ask you to submit a fixed number of manuscripts every day, I just want you to complete the four-hour coding task every day!"

Dali rubbed against Fang Di's arms, smiling all over his face.

The corner of Fang Di's mouth twitched...

What the hell...is it a pit?Or a giant hole?

Which would he choose between [-]-word manuscript delivery and four-hour coding every day?Isn't this obvious?

Three hours of coding, according to his current speed, it will take less than an hour...

And the code word is four hours... This is the real four hours!
How many times can he abuse food in four hours?How much is it enough for him to talk to Baby Dali?

Baby Dali was waiting for him here!

"Baby Dali...don't bring someone who oppresses the working people like this! Writers also have human rights!"

Fang Di smiled wryly, I am so hard!
"There's no such thing as oppression! Four hours a day doesn't even meet the legal working hours, okay?"

"According to the latest national working hours system..."

"The daily working hours of laborers shall not exceed eight hours, and the average weekly working hours shall not exceed 44 hours! All are within the scope permitted by law!"

"44 hours a week, divided into at least six hours a day!"

Dali calculated there solemnly.

(End of this chapter)