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"Okay, Editor Si, I'll see you at the skylight then."

The news about the new author came half an hour ago. Si Mo came out of his house and took a taxi. When he opened the car door, the plaque facing him was exactly the "Skylight" bookstore mentioned in the information.

Located in a quiet area in the bustling city, it is a rare quiet place for leisurely people and office workers. It is a shop that provides books for sale and borrowing, drinks and desserts.

The phone in his pocket vibrated. Si Mo looked down and saw that it was a message from Li Yan:

"I see you, the guy in the black sweatshirt, right? I'm by the window on the right after you enter the door."

After a moment, he raised his head and glanced in that direction into the store. He vaguely saw a man in casual formal attire, with his long legs casually crossed, waving at him.

……

"Mr. Li, sorry to have kept you waiting." Si Mo slowly walked over and sat down opposite Li Yan. He glanced at the coffee on the table and the book on Li Yan's left hand and gave a polite smile.

Li Yan also smiled and said, "No, I just got here not long ago."

"I'm glad to be your author. I feel relieved when I see my editor is so handsome. I thought Editor-in-Chief Yan was lying to me." Li Yan stretched out his hand, showing a bright and sincere smile and a mouthful of white teeth. "I wish us a pleasant cooperation."

On the surface, the atmosphere was just right. Li Yan himself was just as the rumors said, with a witty manner of conversation and good looks, giving people a comfortable feeling when getting along with him.

Only Si Mo noticed that under this man's perfect disguise, his eyes still betrayed him a little. It seemed that Li Yan had been secretly sizing him up since he came in.

"my pleasure."

The two palms were pressed together, and they should have separated as soon as they touched, but Li Yan did not let go in an unknowing manner. His thumb stroked the smooth back of Si Mo's hand intentionally or unintentionally.

"Mr. Li?" He narrowed his eyes and looked at him, his eyes filled with surprise and impatience.

"Editor, it may be a bit hasty to ask you to come here today, but I have no ill intentions, I just want to see you."

Li Yan smiled, and felt Si Mo pull his hand back with greater force, but he still pushed up his glasses without changing his expression:

"I've heard about your abilities a long time ago. All the authors who come out of your team are excellent, so I'm a little curious...why did you suddenly give up on them and only start taking charge of one uncertain factor?"

"does it worth?"

Obviously, Li Yan had also heard about the internal affairs of Mu Yun, probably from Mediterranean. It was self-evident who the uncertainty he was referring to was, and from his tone, one could hear a hint of contempt for Zou Yanzhi.

It's like he's a rising star, but he doesn't put himself together with his predecessors at all.

Si Mo was not to be outdone, he looked up into his eyes and emphasized: "It's worth it."

"Okay~" Li Yan shrugged, and the playful look in his eyes under the transparent lenses intensified a bit, making people feel uncomfortable physically and mentally. He curled the corners of his mouth and stopped talking: "I don't know what you like to drink, the clerk recommended it, try it."

He gestured and pointed to the cup of hazelnut coffee in front of Si Mo.

"So now, the editor-in-chief only has two authors under him, right? Me and Zou Yanzhi."

"Yes." Si Mo responded, and put down the coffee liquid that he had just taken a sip of. He didn't like the taste very much. He looked up and heard Li Yan say, "May I ask why Editor Si was willing to take me on?"

"I heard Editor-in-Chief Yan say before that you are no longer willing to take on new authors. Is it because I have a debut work, or are you trying to compare... between me and him, who is more valuable?"

There was a gleam of determination in Li Yan's eyes, and his temperament was like a cunning fox, as if one would fall into his trap if not careful.

He had guessed about this problem before he came. Li Yan had never doubted his own charm. It might be that strong people repel each other. The two authors under his editor were of the same type, so it was inevitable that he would want to compare them.

Zou Yanzhi hasn't appeared in any works for such a long time that some people seem to have forgotten him. Li Yan is waiting for this opportunity, the opportunity to surpass that masterpiece and let his name replace it.

But he was too curious, especially hoping that the answer he wanted would come from Si Mo's mouth.

"You are not commodities, how can there be any comparison?" Hearing this, Si Mo raised his eyebrows, and there was no ripple in his dark eyes.

In fact, it was Si Mo who never treated Zou Yanzhi as a commodity, and he treated others as he pleased.

"First of all, regardless of their value, he and you mean different things to me." Si Mo said, "Secondly, Mr. Li, it's not that I am willing to sign you. Agreeing and being willing are two different things."

The implication is that they are just in a cooperative and mutually beneficial relationship, and one party is obviously not willing to do so. Yan Wenzhong pushed the person to him, and he took over out of a good work spirit, but he would not care as much as he would for someone who took the initiative to come.

"..." Li Yan's face cracked for a moment.

"I'm sorry, I was too blunt. I hope I didn't make you unhappy."

The editor tilted his head and simply held his chin up.

"...How could that be? I like your frankness." Li Yan's hands were clenched slightly under the table, but he held back his anger.

"Okay, then tell me, how did Mr. Li come to Muyun?"

"I remember that you were signed to the Shanyu Literary Society before."

The contracts with literary publishers all have a term limit. Every contract is similar, with the shortest being five years, and others being ten or twenty years. The longer the contract, the higher the benefits.

On the contrary, if the contract is terminated without authorization before the expiration of the term, the compensation required will be several times more than the benefits.

As both authors of Shanyu, Si Mo remembered that Li Yan signed a ten-year contract with them, while Bai Yu signed a five-year contract.

We didn't have much interaction when we were "colleagues", but I didn't expect that when we met again now, he had become Li Yan's new editor.

"Yes, I terminated my contract there." Li Yan took a sip of coffee, not intending to hide anything, as if he was telling a friend about something very ordinary: "Mu Yun promised to pay the penalty for my breach of contract. At the same time, if I come to Mu Yun, the initial signing fee can be this amount."

Li Yan stretched out a few fingers and indicated a number, then a beautiful smile appeared on his face.

He shrugged and said, "People die for money and birds die for food. This is human nature. There is no other way. Mu Yun gave too much."

There was no embarrassment or shame at all for stabbing his boss in the back, which made Si Mo feel that this scum had a face thicker than a city wall.

"Speaking of which, how is the other editor in charge doing recently? I heard that he is preparing a new book and will submit the manuscript at the end of the month?" In a few words, Li Yan brought the topic back:

"As far as I know, Zou Yanzhi hasn't produced anything for a long time. Can he still write well? What kind of story is he going to write this time? Is it still a suspense?"

Si Mo interrupted him, his voice cold: "Mr. Li seems to care about my other author very much."

"Why, are you also one of his loyal readers?"

Si Mo realized that Li Yan seemed to be trying to trick him.

But why did he want to know the content of Zou Yanzhi's new book so much? He soon guessed the answer.