Crazy host sweet temptation, cold licking the main god and acting coquettish

“This is unreasonable!!!”

"Ridiculous! What the hell is this Zhou… Zhou? He's been absent from work for two days, and I, the editor-in-chief, didn't even know about it!?"

"How dare she hang up on me? I think she really doesn't want to do this anymore!!"

In the editor-in-chief's office, 39-year-old Yan Wenzhong, with sparse hair and a messy wrinkled shirt, could no longer hold back his anger when the call was still unreachable after he dialed the phone for the third time, and he swept the script book beside him to the ground.

There was a poor innocent girl standing in the office. She was called in for questioning. After she told the editor-in-chief Zhou Xiaohua truthfully that she had not come to work in the literature club for two days in a row this week, Old Yan exploded as expected.

At this moment, she didn't dare to breathe. She wished she could bury her head in the ground and curl up like a quail.

"Old Yan, calm down. Why don't you call again? Maybe Sister Xiaohua didn't answer because she had something else to do."

The woman they mentioned was named Zhou Xiaohua, and she was an editor-in-charge. A half-baked kind.

……

"I'll give her one last chance!" Old Yan gritted his teeth and pulled it out again with trembling hands.

This time, the call came through.

The poor little guy breathed a sigh of relief visibly, thinking that if Zhou Xiaohua died again, Hai Di would definitely smash his phone as well.

"Hey."

A lazy female voice came from the other end of the phone, accompanied by the crisp sound of chewing. The two were stunned - are they eating potato chips?

"Dizhong... oh no, it's you, Lao Yan. What do you want to talk to me about? Sorry, the TV show was so exciting just now that I really didn't have time to talk to you."

"...Zhou! Xiao! Hua! You don't want to do this anymore, do you? While I was busy with royalties, you slacked off for two days in a row! Is the literature club a place to support idlers like you? Don't you want to do this anymore?"

Old Yan was spitting everywhere, acting like a middle-aged cadre, and gesticulating with his hands while yelling, but Zhou Xiaohua on the opposite side couldn't see it at all.

"Haha, how do you know? Yeah, I just don't want to do it anymore."

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"I'm telling you the truth, Old Yan. I got really lucky a while ago and won 4.5 million in the lottery. The news a few days ago was about me~" As he spoke, Zhou Xiaohua couldn't help laughing.

She has no parents, no partner, and no children. This money is enough for an ordinary person like her to live on for a lifetime.

"Look, I've become a nouveau riche, who cares about your hard-working salary?"

"Whoever likes that crappy class can join! And I won't serve those authors who act like big shots anymore!!"

Phew~ cool!

"You, you!!!" Old Yan was so angry that he almost vomited blood. If Zhou Xiaohua was in front of him at this time, he could bite her to death!

This woman must have done it on purpose, she must have! The authors Yan Wenzhong had handed over to her before were of varying fame, most of them were quite obedient, but that one person was 99% the author she called a "big shot".

At first, they didn’t update on time, and later they even lost contact. Readers and book fans were anxious, the publisher was angry, and their editorial department was furious.

If this happens to someone else, Zhou Xiaohua will be in trouble.

In order to urge her to submit the manuscript, she almost knelt down to the boss, but the boss simply replied: I am not in the mood to write. Or you can take it down and I will pay for the breach of contract.

! ! Too damn conscienceless. The sense of responsibility has been eaten by dogs!

When Zhou Xiaohua thought of these things, her blood pressure started to rise. "Anyway, I've already handed over the work to them. I've given the authors to other colleagues, but no one wants the high and mighty Zou. You can do whatever you want!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

She finally stood up for once! It turns out that money can give people so much confidence. If it were in the past, she would not dare to talk to her boss like this even if she had ten thousand courage.

"... Lao Yan? Are you okay?" The poor little guy tried to hold back his laughter and pretended to be concerned. In fact, he was secretly happy that he had seen Mediterranean's humiliation. He would post it to the group later!

“How can this be possible! This is outrageous…” Old Yan panted heavily and leaned back in the boss chair for a long time before he seemed to realize what had happened. His face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Notify the editors to start the meeting now!"

The most urgent task is to find a responsible editor for Zou Yanzhi and get the manuscript. Otherwise, none of them will be able to escape by the deadline.

So, who should we look for to take over this big wronged person?

This is a question worth pondering.