You are too naive to think that you can delay the manuscript if you change the editor in charge

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The day Yanque went to the cafe to meet the new editor, the weather was gloomy, and his mood was as bad as the weather.

"I am Du Black from the fourth editorial group of D&R Publishing House. I will be the editor in charge of the teacher from today on. Please give me your advice." A business card was handed to Yanque.Yanque looked at the business card, but didn't reach out to take it, feeling extremely annoyed at being called "teacher".

Mr. Lian never once called him teacher.

Because—"You are still far behind. People are too, and so are the works." The former editor commented unceremoniously.

In order to gain Mr. Lian's approval, Yanque worked hard for two years.Dreams are plots, everything you watch is setting, and the agreed delivery date is not delayed for a second...just so that one day when you hand over the manuscript, you can see a glimmer of appreciation in those stern blue eyes.

As a result, instead of waiting for the compliment, what was waiting was a cold email——

Due to a reassignment, I can no longer be your editor in charge.The new editor will then contact you.lotus.

what is this?

What the hell is this?

Obviously this time the idea of ​​the new book... is super confident.

"Teacher, are you feeling unwell?" the new editor called him worriedly.The "teacher" who yelled left and right made Yanque feel disappointed that the epic suit that he had worked so hard to save for was suddenly swept into a big discount sale.He really wanted to grab this guy by the collar and order him to shut up, but in the end, Flame Sparrow just mumbled "It's okay", grabbed the business card roughly and stuffed it into his pocket.

The new editor didn't mind, he smiled and called the waiter to order.Yanque took the opportunity to size him up.

Do Black was a tall and thin young man with cool black hair. He was dressed in accordance with all the norms of office workers, and there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, but it was frivolous.This sense of contradiction shrouded him in an elusive and profound atmosphere.If Yanque was allowed to guess the occupation without knowing it, he would definitely not be able to guess "editor", but would be more likely to come up with answers such as "leader of the underworld", "debt collector", "head pimp".

Nasty guy.Yanque muttered to himself.

In short, just perfunctory him appropriately, and just go back quickly, and I didn't intend to submit an article to him anyway.

Yanque made up his mind, took a sip of coffee, raised his head, and met Shangdu's gaze.

"I understand that the teacher doesn't want to contribute to me." Du said with a smile.

"Pfft—" Yanque spit out all the coffee in one gulp.

Tossing a pack of tissues, Du smiled and said, "However, my qualifications as an editor are still young. If I really can't get the teacher's manuscript, then I won't have a foothold in the company. Teacher, can you make a bet with me?" Is it fair, I promise."

"You, give me a piece of paper first!"

"Bet me, can you? Teacher?"

"It's fine, it's fine! Give me the paper!"

Yanque snatched the paper towel and frantically wiped his mouth and clothes. Du always looked at him with a smile on his face, which made him hairy all over, cursing "pervert" and "sinister villain" in his heart.

After the waiter wiped the table and left, Du picked up his share of coffee and took a sip. He looked at Yan Que with a calm face, and slowly explained the content of the game.

Yanque stared at him dumbfounded, thinking that this person might be crazy.

How could that kind of thing be done unless he had superpowers?

Is this guy playing tricks on me?Yanque couldn't help but flashed this thought.

However, a certain part of his heart already knew that even if Du was playing tricks, he would agree, just for Du's last sentence——

——If I lose, regardless of the means, I will definitely let Mr. Lian become the editor in charge of the teacher again.

Facing Yanque's astonished face, Du once again smiled calmly.There was a lazy but sharp light in those dark red eyes that didn't look like office workers at all.

"Teacher's expression like this... I can understand that you agreed."