Shoulder to shoulder

When I arrived at the company the next day, Han Ju didn't ask Bi Guo about the school, and Bi Guo ignored her.

She asked Hao Mengmeng about the general process of the company's book production, and then directly found the person in charge of the proofreading department in Daqun, and privately poked her to arrange a proofreading editor.

What Bi Guo has to do now is to sort out all the books in his hand, divide them into large chapters, ensure that the plot is complete, and that there is no violation of the publication regulations.

She had read a lot last night, and since she didn't need to proofread word by word, the speed was much faster.Bi Guo's ability to see ten lines at a glance, which he has learned from reading novels for many years, is most suitable for him to use now.

In the past morning, most of the work has been done.After all, I stared too intently at the computer, and when the break came, my shoulders and neck became stiff.

She stood up, stretched her waist, stretched her neck well, and then said to Hao Mengmeng who had already taken out her lunch box: "Mengmeng, let's go down to eat today."

"Huh?" Hao Mengmeng looked at her, "Don't you have a lunch box?"

"I don't like today's dish, I want to go downstairs to eat Malatang."

"Okay!" Hao Mengmeng was very happy, "The little pig in the back is delicious!"

Bi Guo put his hand on her shoulder: "Let's go."

Hao Mengmeng turned her head to look at Hanlu, and just called out "Sister Hanlou" before being cut off by Bi Guo.

Bi Guo said: "Han, let's go downstairs to eat Malatang, shall we go together?"

Hao Mengmeng's eyes widened, Hanyu turned on the TV, and said lightly, "Thank you, I won't go."

"Okay, let's go then." Bi Guo hugged Hao Mengmeng and pulled her out of the work station.

Hao Mengmeng grabbed her arm and said "hey hey" several times, but she was thin and small, and Bi Guo tried his best to drag her forward, which was as easy as pulling a little chicken.

After dragging her all the way to the entrance of the hall, Hao Mengmeng finally said a complete sentence: "She won't go with us."

"I know." Bi Guo let go of her and walked towards the elevator.

"But I haven't cooked for her yet..." Hao Mengmeng said hastily.

After Bi Guo glanced at her sideways, Hao Mengmeng stopped talking.

There are quite a lot of people at the elevator entrance, the two quietly entered the elevator, quietly left the building, and arrived at the Malatang shop, Hao Mengmeng looked around to make sure there was no one from White Oak. Lowering his voice, he said, "Guoguo, did you do it on purpose?"

"Mengmeng, yes." Bi Guo took the clip and clamped it hard twice in front of Hao Mengmeng.

"Will she be angry?" Hao Mengmeng frowned.

Bi Guo threw all the dishes he liked into the basin: "Otherwise, let her continue to be happy? Who told me yesterday that we want to break the bad atmosphere in the workplace and build a harmonious new society together?"

"That's too fast!" Hao Mengmeng couldn't help raising her voice.

Bi Guo raised his eyebrows, ignored her, and only said: "Choose vegetables, pick vegetables."

The two ordered a lot of things together, and when the dishes came out, there was a big pot full.

Bi Guo ate happily, but Hao Mengmeng was obviously depressed.

Bi Guo felt that his stomach was not so hungry, so he slowed down and asked the little girl opposite: "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

Hao Mengmeng was quite honest: "A little bit."

"Don't worry." Bi Guo said, "Even if she wants to take revenge, she will still target me, and it won't be your turn."

"How do you know?" Hao Mengmeng pouted.

"Before I came, you were so good. I cured her so quickly. Didn't I just tell her that the newcomer here, Bi Guoguo, is very thoughtful, rebellious, and disobedient. He won't follow your rules at all." Follow the unspoken rules." Bi Guo rolled his eyes, "If she wants to do it, she will definitely do it to me."

"It's not good to mess with you!" Hao Mengmeng was a little anxious.

Bi Guo laughed: "Didn't you say that Mr. Jian and I have an unusual relationship? With such a big backer, you are still afraid that something will happen to me."

"It's different!" Hao Mengmeng said, "Boss Jian is famous for his business."

"Really?" Bi Guo felt a sense of pride when he heard this, "That's pretty good."

"Oh, why can't I tell you clearly!" Hao Mengmeng dropped her chopsticks, stared at Bi Guo, rolled her eyes, stared at Bi Guo again, and lowered her eyes again.

"Hey, if you have something to say, just say it." Bi Guo put a piece of meat into Hao Mengmeng's bowl, "Am I trying to vent my anger on you? You still hide it from me."

The friendship between girls is amazing.Some people, even if they have been classmates and colleagues for several years, can't develop a close heart.And some people just need to look at it and say a word, and they will have infinite favor.

Hao Mengmeng had a good impression of Bi Guo at the previous signing meeting.At that time, she was a newer newcomer. Even if she went to a big signing event, she was always in the state of "can't help so she was disgusted by others".

When she is busy, no one pays attention to her, but once she is free, everyone will feel that she is really useless.

Bi Guo was the only one who noticed her at the signing, and took a photo of her with a smile.

For a long time afterwards, Hao Mengmeng was frustrated that Bi Guo was not her colleague. Now, it seemed as if God had peeped into her mind and sent Bi Guo to her by such a coincidence. God, completely in a state of excitement.

Bi Guo is as good as she imagined, but with a bolder personality.Hao Mengmeng was infected by her. In the past two days, she said a lot of things that she didn't dare to say, and she did things that she didn't dare to do before. Now, she has to consider the consequences, and her rationality returned, which made her uneasy.

But while worrying, he couldn't help but tell her more with all his heart and soul. It's not easy to meet a friend among colleagues. Hao Mengmeng wants to get closer to her, and get closer.

So secrets and grievances can't be hidden.

"If they want to give you small shoes, you can't prevent them at all." Hao Mengmeng said, "Because no one is more familiar with the company's processes and internal relationships than them."

"There was a book before, and Zixuan asked me to press the cover, saying that it was in a hurry, so I urged the design a few more times. Later, the cover was proofread, and I read it many times. Not a word or a punctuation mark was left. Obviously there is no problem. , when it was about to proofread, Zixuan said that the CIP was wrong."

Hao Mengmeng glanced at Bi Guo, then lowered her voice, "It's the book number, it's very important."

"Then, did she make things difficult for you?" Bi Guo asked.

"It doesn't seem too difficult to say, because she didn't ask me to do anything, but just talked about it in the group all afternoon. She said that she was responsible for editing this book, and when she left the printing factory, it would be a publishing accident, and she was all responsible Take it seriously, if it is light, you will be dismissed, if it is serious, you will have to bear the lawsuit."

"That is to say, she pushed her own work to you, and you are all to blame for any problems?"

"She said that something went wrong with me, and she was responsible for all the consequences, so she was very angry and told me to be more serious in the future."

"Heh." Bi Guo sneered, and couldn't eat anymore, "Then the book is published, will you get your commission?"

"No." Hao Mengmeng shook her head.

"Does that count as your achievement?" Bi Guo asked again.

"It doesn't count." Hao Mengmeng said, "She just asked me to urge the cover, which is really nothing in the publishing process of a book."

"She's really smart." Bi Guo looked at Hao Mengmeng, raised his hand and touched the back of her hand, "So you've been scared since then?"

"I'm really afraid of making mistakes." Hao Mengmeng sniffed, "If you leave the printing factory, everything will be irreversible."

"You are not the editor, you don't get the editor's salary and commission, there is no need to worry about the editor's heart, you are responsible for the editor's responsibility." Bi Guo took her hand firmly.

Hao Mengmeng grabbed her back and said, "I told you this because I hope you will be careful in the future and pay more attention. I could have used the chat records with the designer to prove that I did not make a mistake, but the problem is , The design of the last version of the cover was not handed over to me, she sent it directly to the printing department."

"Didn't you say that?"

"Say it, Zixuan asked me not to have a problem, not to think about it, but to make excuses, if the design is not given to me, why didn't I ask for it?"

"Fuck! Is this fucking going to work or Gongdou?" Bi Guo cursed and said sarcastically, "If you ask why the designer didn't send you in the end, will the designer tell you, because the editor is not you."

"Yes." Hao Mengmeng smiled helplessly when recalling everything before.

"I understand." Bi Guo took a deep breath, "I want you to know that as long as they are unhappy, it doesn't matter right or wrong."

Hao Mengmeng suddenly thought of something, patted the table, and said: "By the way, I forgot to tell you this morning, there are a few issues that must be paid attention to when the first school and the second school return to the publishing house..."

"Stop talking." Bi Guo interrupted her, "I won't listen."

"Huh?" Hao Mengmeng was taken aback.

"You are still an assistant editor right now, and Wang Ze didn't ask you to take me with you. It's your turn to tell me these things." Bi Guo curled his lips, "Isn't my current book "The Last Empress" also Zi Xuan? The book, the same routine, no matter how careful you are, you can’t avoid it.”

"Ah..." Hao Mengmeng was stunned, "Then what should I do?"

"If you can't avoid it, just run into it yourself." Bi Guo took the drink aside and bit the straw fiercely, "You have such a good personality, so far you haven't been able to please those two people, so I'll go another route Got it."

"What route?"

"Hard bar."

Ever since Bi Guo learned the unspoken rules of Dafan yesterday, she had no intention of getting along with those two so-called seniors.

She used to have her own bottom line in doing things, and she still has it now, but she would choose to escape from this disgusting environment completely before, but now she has to stride forward and never back down.

After the lunch break, Bi Guo took a screenshot of a scene in "The Last Empress" and sent it to Han Lu, saying:

- The writing in this paragraph is a bit too exaggerated. It is not logical at all. One second, you killed your father and enemy, and the next second you have sex?

-And the description of this bed sheet must have exceeded the standard, the teacher at the publishing house can't pass it, right?

-Han, please give me the contact information of the author, and I will discuss with her to modify the plot.

After a while, Hanyu replied to her:

-I don't think it's an exaggeration. The author has his own logic, and readers like to read it too.

- You can modify the description that exceeds the standard, and there are not many.

After all, he didn't reply to her. After a while, he sent two more paragraphs:

-This one, the corona snake is highly poisonous, and people will be paralyzed if they are bitten. In this episode, the heroine sucked the hero twice, and the hero hugged the heroine to break out of the encirclement?

- And here, isn't the male second in the imperial city?It takes half an hour to go from the tunnel to the distance on the ground that takes a day to ride a horse?This is the fairy shrinking into an inch, right?

- There are too many problems like this. I will contact the author directly to revise it faster. This book belongs to Zixuan. If you don’t have the author’s contact information, don’t bother her, I can find it myself.

Hanyu replied to her:

- wait a minute.

Bi Guo moved his shoulders and neck, and smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled.

It was impossible for Han Ju to give her the author's contact information, because Zi Xuan would never allow Bi Guo to contact the author directly.

For editors, the author is the most important resource at hand. In the same company, one author cannot have two editors. If Bi Guo contacted the author of "The Last Empress" today, it would be tantamount to stealing Zixuan's resources privately. .

After a while, a strange avatar jumped. "Zixuan" comes from "Huaze Working Group":

-what happened?

This senior who has long admired his name finally appeared.

The senior was too lazy to be polite, so Bi Guo didn't pretend to be polite. She directly sent the screenshot of the conversation between herself and Hanyu without saying a word.

Zixuan quickly replied to her:

-Don't worry about it, did you write the book or the author?

Bi Guo said:

-The book is of course written by the author, but I am the editor of this book now, and if I find a problem, I must discuss it with the author for revision.

There is impatience in Zixuan's words:

-I am the editor in charge, I told you not to worry about it.

Bi Guo frowned and typed, hoping that the typed words could accurately express her emotions:

- No, you can’t ignore it. The problem is really big. When such content is published, older readers will complain, and younger readers will be misled.

-Since I have taken over this book, I can't ignore these problems. In fact, it won't take too long to revise it. I just need to contact the author, and I won't disturb Zixuan and your childcare.

After a while, Zixuan replied to her:

- don't worry about it.

- I can't ignore it!

Bi Guo smiled and tapped an exclamation point.

- I said you don't need to worry about this book! ! !

Zixuan expressed his anger with three exclamation points.

Bi Guo smiled even more happily:

- Why didn't you let me do it all of a sudden? I proofread for a long time last night, and today I'm almost done. I also contacted the proofreading editor.

-Who put you in touch with the proofreader?

-I read the company's flow chart, it's time to contact.

- don't be so self righteous!

-oh.

After Bi Guo finished "oh", the conversation with Zixuan ended.

She didn't need to manage "The Empress at the End of the World", and Han Ju didn't give her any new tasks, so she was free again like yesterday afternoon.

She took two well-known books from the bookshelf of the Huaze group, and looked at them. She seemed a little out of place among the crowd typing on the keyboard and staring at the computer or facing a large stack of typed manuscripts.

This is what Jian Xuezhou saw when he passed by.

Her eyes paused for a second, and Bi Guo accurately captured this second, and turned her head to look over.

The eyes of the two collided, and Bi Guo smiled, just like at home, with a clean and shy smile.

Jian Xuezhou slightly hooked the corners of his lips as a response.When I continued to move forward, I thought in my heart again, whether such a response should not be done.

Bi Guo's identity is special to her, and until now, unique.

She has never taken care of a child, let alone shouldered the responsibility of bringing a child to the so-called "right track". This lack of experience made her hesitate and go back and forth.

It's not good to be too strict, and it's not good to be too permissive.Now that Bi Guo has become a member of White Oak, Jian Xuezhou intends to train her as an ordinary employee, but obviously, she cannot completely put her in the position of an ordinary employee.

For example, if Jian Xuezhou sees an ordinary employee slacking off at work, he will subtract one point from the employee's daily assessment in his heart.

Instead of responding to her laugh.

After the small meeting in the editor-in-chief's office, Jian Xuezhou passed by the editorial hall again.

She could feel that as she walked by, the backs of the people in the hall straightened a lot, and the expressions on their faces became a lot more serious, except for... a certain person.

Bi Guo didn't see her at all this time, she was staring at the computer desktop, smiling happily.

That kind of smile is very relaxing and pleasant, and it usually doesn't appear during work.

It's more like chatting with a good friend to a happy place, the expression that naturally appears on the face.

Jian Xuezhou stopped and took a closer look. There were a bunch of button dialog boxes on Bi Guo's desktop, his fingers were flying, and he was typing.

Jian Xuezhou frowned, and after walking out of the editing hall, he sent a message to Wang Ze:

-Your attendance is less than one-third this month.

Wang Ze dialed the phone directly, and Jian Xuezhou entered an empty reading room, and gently closed the door.

"Hello," she said.

"Mr. Jian, you know where I am in the whole company, right?" Wang Ze shouted, "Today, my legs are so thin from running, and every day I wring out a catty of salt from my clothes, you can't count me like that Check in."

"There is no business trip record on the administration side." Jian Xue said thoughtfully.

"I'm not sure about the time. I asked for leave, but there's no way to make it up in time. I'll go to the company to make up the formalities as soon as I return to Hongcheng."

Jian Xuezhou tugged at the leaves of the green plants in front of him: "Be careful in the future."

Wang Ze accurately captured the main point of the boss's words: "Boss Jian, which little bastard in our team didn't work seriously, just tell me straight up, see if I don't..."

The conversation was cut off automatically, and Jian Xuezhou didn't answer. After a few seconds, Wang Ze murmured: "Then who, I know."

Jian Xuezhou achieved his goal, but felt slightly uncomfortable.

Wang Ze said: "Then Mr. Jian, I'll hang up first."

The phone was hung up, and Jian Xuezhou stood there without moving.

She could imagine that after this phone call, the smile on Bi Guo's face just now would completely disappear, and he might remain depressed until he went home tonight.

Shall I cook two of Bi Guo's favorite dishes to comfort him indirectly?

Obviously he did nothing wrong, but he just couldn't shave off the guilt in his heart.

Jian Xuezhou smiled, a little helpless.

Before leaving get off work, Jian Xuezhou received a second call from Wang Ze.

Wang Ze smiled and asked her: "Mr. Jian, I have a small report about Sister Guoer, do you want to listen to it?"

"Call here specifically, isn't it just for me to listen?"

"If you don't want to listen, I'll hang up right away and never bother you."

"If you don't say it today, don't say anything about what she did in the future."

"Don't, don't, I said I said I said." Wang Ze hurriedly said, "We are really not ordinary people, awesome, so awesome."

Jian Xuezhou frowned, in a bad mood, and said four words: "Concise and to the point."

Wang Ze stopped talking about it, and said: "I gave her a book to familiarize her with the process, and she made the editor so hard that she wouldn't let her do it. I found another editor for her. The book, people will reply me after reading it for half an hour, this book is too bad, she won’t do it.”

Wang Ze smiled and said: "It's too bad, Mr. Jian, let's be honest. You said that this book was signed by the responsible editor. I passed the review. It's too bad. It's a slap in the face from top to bottom."

Jian Xuezhou closed his eyes and said, "So?"

"No reason, I'll just share with you, Guo'er is one of my own, so I can't just fire him before the probationary period."

Jian Xuezhou's voice became cold: "Whoever is with whom is your own person, and you interviewed them, so you can use them as you like."

Wang Ze stopped laughing: "She issued a military order for me."

"what?"

"Sign a new book within a week," Wang Ze said, "sign B."

The signing of the White Oak Book Group is divided into author signing and work signing, each of which has a corresponding level, the highest is S-level special signing, and the lower is divided into A, B, C and general signing.

Now the publishing industry is in a downturn, and the number of first prints has been decreasing, so there are very few works that can reach the special lottery and A-level lottery, and the B-level lottery is already considered a very high grade.

Zixuan's "The Empress of the End Times" and another modern romance novel that Wang Ze asked Hanyu to make for Bi Guo later were all signed by common lottery, which is most suitable for newcomers to practice.

Now, on the second day after joining the company, Bi Guo, who usually looks so cute and sweet, bluntly disliked these two books, and arrogantly ordered a military order signed by B.

Not to mention Wang Ze was shocked, even Jian Xuezhou found it inconceivable.

After hanging up the phone, Jian Xuezhou sent Bi Guo a message, asking her to wait for her at the gate of the parking lot.

Bi Guo replied to her: Sister, I have to work overtime, what can you do?

Jian Xuezhou didn't reply to the message again. After processing the remaining two documents on the table, he went down to the 26th floor.

Most of the lights in the editing hall have been turned off, only a few corners are still lit, and under one of the lights is Bi Guo, who is typing with his fingers flying.

Jian Xuezhou walked over and stood in front of the pillar two meters away, looking at her back.

Bi Guo's computer page is still filled with a lot of button dialog boxes, she typed a string of words extremely quickly, and then copied and pasted them into several other dialog boxes.

Then, the chair turned, Bi Guo turned around, smiled and called her in a low voice: "Sister Jane."

She still had such a clean and shy smile, and her whole body was soft, as if she would not resist anything she did to her, and she would never go west if she was told to go east.

But the fact is obviously not the case. Jian Xuezhou suddenly remembered what Xia Ling said: This child is covered in scales and cannot be touched.

Jian Xuezhou stepped forward, stretched out his hand to pinch Bi Guo's face, and pulled it out forcefully.

She just touched it, but wanted to see what this little wolf dog could do.