Lose 100 million today

Chuzheng came out of the bathroom and Anji was sitting on the sofa holding a book. She looked quiet and a little well-behaved.

"It's getting late, I'll go back first."

An Ji came back to his senses when he heard the voice. He stood up, dropped the book in his arms on the sofa, and said in a somewhat absent-minded manner: "I'll give it to you."

"No, go to bed early." Chuzheng took the mobile phone on the table and went out directly: "Good night."

An Ji stood there and whispered back: "Good night..."

The door gradually closed and the house became quiet.

An Ji sat back, took his mobile phone, and clicked on Weibo, which he rarely logged into except posting announcements.

The post I posted earlier has already been forwarded and commented by many people.

An Ji didn't read the content, but searched for a name——.

This string of numbers may seem like a string of numbers to others, but he is very familiar with it. This is his high school student ID number.

An Ji read all the contents on that Weibo.

There are only more than three hundred posts in total, but starting from the first Weibo to the latest one, they are all related to him.

Although……

This seems to be a black fan.

Most of the content posted is quite long and well-founded. It is not the kind of thing that comes up and scolds you casually.

An Ji rarely pays attention to things on the Internet.

Normally, you just go down after sending something and come back up when you need to send something next time.

But how did she know his high school student ID number?

He has never exposed any of his real-life situations on the Internet, and even in some interviews, he will avoid these questions.

An Ji switched back to WeChat and clicked on Chu Zheng's chat interface.

He typed two words with his fingers and quickly deleted them.

what?

Ask her why her Weibo is her student ID?

Or ask her why she wants to shame herself?

An Ji didn't ask anything in the end, and just pretended that she didn't see those things.

No matter what she had done in the past, An Ji didn't want to break this situation now.

An Jie couldn't sleep and didn't know what to do, so she sat in the living room all night.

It's seven o'clock sharp in the morning.

The doorbell rang.

An Ji was stunned for a moment, then quickly entered the bathroom, washed her face as quickly as possible, ran her hands through her hair, and then opened the door.

As soon as the door opened, An Jie's expression stiffened, and there was a hint of boredom in her eyes.

"How did you come?"

Outside the door was a very young woman, covered in luxury goods, wearing big sunglasses and flaming red lips, exuding the sexiness and charm of a mature woman.

The woman chuckled: "You're not welcome?"

An Ji said in a cold tone: "Miss Ren, what can I do for you?"

The woman took off her sunglasses and said, "You don't want me to come in and sit down?"

An Ji had no intention of inviting her in: "Miss Ren, we're not familiar with each other, so there's no need."

The woman wasn't angry either: "Okay, let's talk about it here. Did you give your new bookmark to Jiangnan Publishing House?"

"yes."

The woman smiled and said coquettishly: "That publishing house is about to close down. If you sign to them, do you think your book can be published?"

An Ji frowned and didn't answer.

He has no choice now.

"An Ji, my offer is pretty good, why don't you consider it carefully."

An Ji: "We are not suitable..."

The woman doesn't care: "I don't need to be suitable, I just like you."

She reached out and tried to touch An Ji's face: "We each get what we need..."

An Ji avoided: "Miss Ren, I don't need it."

When the woman's finger failed, she was not embarrassed. She naturally took it back, flipped her hair, and said with a smile: "Then I'm quite looking forward to it, when you come to beg me."

The woman blew a kiss, put on her sunglasses and left.

An Ji watched the woman leave, and the sound of high heels on the stairs gradually faded away.

He pressed his back against the door frame and felt chills.

This woman's name is Ren Qi. She is not from the publishing house, but she seems to have a good background. When she came to the publishing house, she bumped into him and came to talk about something, and she has been pestering him ever since.

An Ji has been avoiding him, and now no publishing house dares to sign him, just because of her.

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Ren Qi went downstairs and got into the car, her face no longer smiling as before.

Ren Qi took off her sunglasses, threw them in the car, took out her mobile phone and made a call.

"Why did An Ji sign with Jiangnan Publishing House? I don't know? What do you do for a living? Didn't I ask you to tell those people not to sign him? They have already got the book number? How did they get it?"

The person opposite didn't know what he said, and Ren Qi looked very bad.

"I don't care what method you use, you must make them give up Anji!"

Ren Qi hung up the phone and looked in the direction of the unit building.

Ren Qi originally wanted to suppress An Ji from publishing, but the publishing house didn't know what was going on and suddenly seemed to be cheating.

The people she's looking for here can't hold them back at work.

Ren Qi came to see An Ji twice more.

"An Ji, what kind of support have you found?" Ren Qi smiled: "Is there any difference between you and me?"

An Ji's eyes were full of boredom: "Miss Ren, what are you talking about?"

"Am I talking nonsense?" Ren Qi said sarcastically: "Xiangyue didn't let up. How could that publishing house that was about to close down be going so smoothly? An Ji, you've done it all, so there's no need to be so secretive, right?"

She also made people keep causing trouble for them.

As a result, everything is almost ready there now, and it will be printed at the factory soon.

But An Ji didn't know anything about this.

The publisher did not notify him of any problems.

Naturally, he didn't find any backer...

But judging from the fact that no publishing house dared to sign him before, Ren Qi must have done a lot behind the scenes. Why did that publishing house have no problems at all?

"I don't know." An Ji suppressed the suspicion in her heart: "Miss Ren, please stop harassing me."

"Harassment?"

Ren Qi was probably amused by this word.

"An Ji, what's wrong with me? If you want anything, just stay with me for a while, and I don't want you to like me. I promise to make you more famous. With such a good condition, what do you have? Unsatisfactory?"

An Ji: "I don't need this."

If he wanted to rely on his reputation to make a living and write some books, he would just go to the entertainment industry.

and……

He doesn't like Ren Qi.

He would rather not write a book in the future than do such a transaction.

Ren Qi: "Don't waste my patience. I just want to think that your book still won't be on the market."

"Then I accept it, Miss Ren, goodbye."

An Ji closed the door, blocking Ren Qi's angry and shocked sight.

Outside the door, Ren Qi's chest moved up and down with anger.

Ren Qi turned around and left angrily, bumping into Chuzheng on the stairs. Before Chuzheng could say anything, she angrily yelled: "How do you walk? Do you have eyes?"

Ren Qi was angry in her heart, but she just vented her words and had no intention of arguing.

After scolding her, Ren Qi walked directly downstairs.