That facial paralysis you dropped your book

Lu Chen's office is not very big. This was Guo Jie's first thought when he came in. Although he had met Lu Chen before, it was Lu Chen who was assaulted in his editor's office because of delaying the draft. After training, it was really the first time to go to Lu Chen's office.

He inspected the office thoroughly with curious eyes, Guo Jie still felt that, based on the specifications of this office, he would believe the person who told him that this place was the general manager or deputy manager of this company, but if he was told, it was the office of this company. The boss's office...he wouldn't believe it even if he was invited to eat hot pot five hundred times.

Why do I suddenly want to eat hot pot...

Guo Jie was thinking wildly, from what kind of pot bottom is more fragrant to what kind of pot bottom is more delicious, but he didn't realize that the boss's X-ray-like eyes were cruising over him.

Lu Chen looked at the brat in front of him who still didn't realize his mistake and seemed to be distracted, and suddenly had the urge to slap him on the ass.He hurriedly suppressed that thought, and tightened his right hand that was itchy because he wanted to hit someone. Lu Chen coughed lightly: "Guo Jie, right? I have already asked your editor to call for your manuscript fee. I will find it today." You came here to tell you something."

Guo Jie was taken aback, then raised his head abruptly, with a frightened expression on his face, Lu Chen frowned upon seeing this, whether he is a poisonous snake or a poisonous scorpion, why is Guo Jie so afraid of him?

Guo Jie, who was already very flustered, saw Lu Chen frowned suddenly, and his heart jumped up like a drum-he was frightened.

"Boss, tell me!" Guo Jie forced himself to calm down, but he still couldn't help stammering when he spoke.

Fortunately, Lu Chen didn't seem to care about his stuttering, but looked at him seriously: "Guo Jie, do you know that your problem is serious!"

Seeing this extremely familiar expression, Guo Jie straightened his back without tears.

When he walked out of XO Game Company, Guo Jie was in a trance. Every step was like stepping on cotton. He took a step and shook it three times. No matter how he looked, he seemed to be ravaged/ravaged, and he was about to fall down at any time. The way it looks on the ground.

He was indeed ravaged/ravaged, but this "ravaged/ravaged" was not physical, but spiritual...

With the light from the company building, he raised his hand and looked at his watch—it was eight o'clock.

At the same time as his gaze shifted to the watch, his stomach began to play a "symphony", and the chatter was still in two voices.

Rubbing his crying stomach because he didn't eat dinner, Guo Jie decided to find a snack bar to eat something first, and then go to the nearby ATM to check how much the manuscript fee was in the account, and finally...to see if there is enough time , if it wasn't enough, he had to be prepared to climb over the wall and enter the dormitory to avoid the gaze of the janitor.

Guo Jie, who is fairly familiar with this area, quickly found a Shaxian snack. After eating three plates of noodles and two bowls of flat meat like a storm, Guo Jie paid the money and walked quickly to the nearest ATM machine.

When he saw that he already had the manuscript fee in his card, and did not deduct one-third of it as Lu Chen said, Guo Jie felt that he could fly when he was happy. What did the manuscript fee prove?Proof that he can fly again!

He couldn't help laughing out loud three times with his burly-snapping voice, and returned to the door of the dormitory humming "Pearl of the Orient" that was transferred from the Northwest to the Northeast.

Guo Jie felt that his luck today was pretty good. Although he was scolded by the boss for almost four hours, including the time for the boss to drink and rest, of course, he was not deducted the manuscript fee, and he did not miss the closing time of the dormitory!

Guo Jie, who successfully returned to the dormitory, took a hasty shower, and began to collapse on the bed and play with his mobile phone. While playing, he thought about whether he should not be so stingy and go to send a bank SMS notification, but he thought about it again. Guo Jie frowned at the notification fee of three yuan a month, and decided to use the bank's app to forget it. Three yuan can still buy a bag of potato chips.

Guo Jie planned to go to bed after checking Weibo and Bilibili for a while, but in the end he couldn't help but clicked on QUQOU cheaply, and then he saw the planned messages popping up one by one.

My old lady does not need oars to row a boat: Little pot! !Did you forget to record dry notes again? !

My old lady doesn't need oars to row a boat: I said you are so indifferent to your idol's works? !

I don’t need oars to row a boat: I tell you, if you don’t hand in the dry note within seven days, my mother will change the CV!

Guo Jie, who was a little drowsy at first, was shocked after seeing the content of the message sent by the planner, and was completely awake.

Pot lid:! ! !

Pot lid: No, no, no! !Have something to say! !I'm going to record now! !Absolutely within three days! ! !Empress love me again! ! !

I don’t need oars to row a boat: Okay, I’ll trust you again, I’ll tell you, little pot, if you don’t hand it in within three days... hehe...

The old lady doesn't need oars to row a boat: I will drag you to cut Jiji!

Guo Jie's hand trembled, and he freed a hand tremblingly to cover his crotch.

He slowly exited the chat dialog with Planning, and before he could get over this period of "eggy sorrow", Guo Jie saw the boss's avatar and jumped up again.

Boss: There is a promotion for the previous game half a month later, and the comic needs to be promoted, can you accept it?

Guo Jie looked at the message from the boss in a daze. Although he never refused the small money that came automatically, the people who asked him if he would accept the job in the past were always the one who sounded like a bustard. Home editor, why is the boss starting to worry about it himself now?

Guo Jie scratched his chin suspiciously. Could it be that the XO game company has actually become a strong outsider?Although it still looks very dignified, in fact, they can hardly afford to hire an editor?

Boss: Take it or not, no replacement.

However, the boss of a certain game company surnamed Lu obviously did not have the patience to wait for him to finish his wild thinking. Guo Jie, who was still immersed in the wild, seemed to see the little money around him grow wings and fly away. Throwing those messy things out of his mind, he quickly typed a reply.

Pot cover: I will take it! !Boss don't worry!This time I will definitely complete the task on time!

After typing this sentence, Guo Jie threw away the phone and gave up his original plan to lie down and go to sleep early. Instead, he moved out of the computer like other roommates who planned to fight until the lights were turned off.

He turned on the computer like a bloody chicken, and when it was turned on, he didn't take out the digital board like before when he was rushing to draft, but clicked on the recording software AA, and took out the microphone.

Well, it's very easy to draw a sketch. At this time, of course, it is more important to complete the work of my beloved wife.

Guo Jie nodded in satisfaction with his thoughts, completely unaware that a certain boss surnamed Lu who had just returned home and was about to take a shower and go to bed sneezed inexplicably.