Chapter 271 Boys should protect themselves outside After hearing what the rookie said, Wen Qiao suddenly smiled.
She said, "If I told you that I saved all the manuscripts, would you believe it?"
Rookie: "Ah!"
I was a little surprised, but soon felt relieved. After all, many authors like to save their manuscripts to a certain level before publishing them.
Wen Qiao said 'hmm' without blushing or heartbeat.
She can't let anyone else know about her temporary code text except herself. After all, no one will believe that one person can code two to 30 words in one day. Of course, if you say copy and paste, I believe many people will believe it, so she code text this The only thing I can say is to save the manuscript.
The rookie couldn't tell whether it was disappointment or something else, but instead of worrying about Wen Qiao's coding, she changed the subject and asked, "What are you thinking about it? Do you want to meet with me, the great author?"
If the fact that Qiao Que's novel was chosen by director Yan Zhenguo is publicized, not only will Zhikai Molu's shares increase, but Qiao Que's name will also be resounding throughout the future.
The more the rookie thought about it, the better it became, and the more he thought about it, the more excited he became.
At any rate, he is the first author whose work has been adapted since he started working.
Wen Qiao replied without hesitation: "Okay, you decide the time, I'll choose the location..."
After all, she was the first editor, so she should treat him to a meal or something.
Rookie: "Okay, I'll send you the time later..."
The two hung up the phone, and Wen Qiao had an indescribable feeling in his heart. Well, his work is going to be made into a TV series, and the director is still famous.
The approach of the unfamiliar scent brought Wen Qiao back to his senses.
At some point, Su Yingxing and Song Weiwei moved to sit opposite Wen Qiao. They lay on the table in tacit understanding and stared at Wen Qiao for a moment.
Wen Qiao: "????"
Wen Qiao: "You two, what are you looking at?"
Su Yingxing: "Boss, to be honest, do you have any happy events? Tell us about it and it will make us happy."
Song Weiwei nodded cooperatively.
Wen Qiao: "Do you believe me if I say no?"
The two of them shook their heads in unison, with words like 'I'm a fool' written on their faces.
Wen Qiao coughed slightly in embarrassment.
She waved, and Su Yingxing and Song Weiwei put their heads together at the same time. Wen Qiao whispered to them: "The novel I wrote was chosen by director Yan Zhenguo..."
Then, she saw Song Weiwei and Su Yingxing staring at her blankly.
Wen Qiao: "Are you surprised? Oh, I'm quite surprised too. After all, it's my first time writing..."
Although I have written several novels, one of them will eventually be adapted into a TV series, right?
Song Weiwei applauded Wen Qiao blankly.
She didn't know if she should say that her boss was so awesome that he ignored the family's tens of billions of assets and went to write novels!
Just ask, do you make more money writing novels than making money from your family business?
Sure enough, she didn't understand the world of rich people.
Su Yingxing asked with a strange look on his face: "I'm just asking you to write a novel, what should you do about innovation?"
Wen Qiaoba blinked and looked at Su Yingxing and Song Weiwei. "Aren't you guys here?"
Song Weiwei: “…….”
Look at this, should she be grateful to her boss for his trust, or should she be sad to have such a boss?
Su Yingxing: "......"
He finally found the reason why the boss was not Qiao didn't know what Song Weiwei and Su Yingxing were thinking. She just felt that they looked at her as if they were mentally retarded. After thinking about it, Wen Qiao said: "Honestly, you two are my right-hand men. I can rest assured that I have you in innovation..." "
Su Yingxing snorted coldly, feeling a little annoyed.
"I thank you."
"Hey, have you ever talked to your boss like this?"
Wen Qiao said seriously with a straight face.
Su Yingxing was quite helpless.
"You also know that you are my boss?"
Wen Qiao felt embarrassed now and said with a sneer: "The main reason is that there is no place for heroes. There are two innovative ones here, so I feel relieved..."
Su Yingxing smiled.
Song Weiwei smiled softly and said, "Thank you for your trust, boss. The boss here is very careful about innovation. What do you think? Secretary Su..."
Su Yingxing was slightly startled, then met Song Weiwei's smiling eyes, her ears were slightly red, and she said a little unnaturally: "Of course..."
Wen Qiao glanced at Su Yingxing's red ears and then at Song Weiwei, who looked normal, and an idea suddenly came to her mind.
She was thinking, could it be that these two people were in love with King Xiang and the goddess was unintentional? ……
Chuangxin usually gets off work at 04 pm. Since Wen Qiao became the chairman, Chuangxin's off-duty time has been changed from 30:[-] to [-]:[-]. At that time, he can go back from get off work to catch this, people who work in innovation still adhere to professional ethics and finish their work before leaving get off work.
After Wen Qiao took care of all the innovation matters, she got off work on time, but instead of going back to Dexiang, she turned around and went to the was the only river in the city in the past. It ran from north to south and was wide in area. There were many high-rise buildings along both sides of the river. It looked a bit old and full of the color of the times.
The embankment is high, with busy traffic and densely packed buildings above it; below the embankment, colorful sheds are lined up like a long queue, looking crowded.
When Wen Qiao saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.
If this was done in the past, it would completely destroy the scenery and affect the appearance of the city.
Things are different now. Every inch of the Lost Continent is valuable, and it cannot expand its territory at will.
The first apocalypse nearly wiped out humanity on Earth.
They... don't want to experience it a second time.
Walking on the sidewalk on the bridge, Wen Qiao touched the marble railings with one hand, looked at the colorful sheds under the embankments on both sides, and sighed again.
"How do you feel watching all this?"
A familiar voice came, and a black figure was already standing next to Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao turned to look at the person coming. The black shirt and black trousers all showed their luxury in terms of texture and style.
The collar of the shirt is open, and the bony collarbone looks seductively tight no matter how you look at it.
Nian Chengfu put his hands in his pockets and looked at Wen Qiao who only reached her chest with his eyes wearing black sunglasses. Especially the moment when she was briefly absent-minded, he still captured her.
For this reason, Nian Chengfu's beautiful lips were slightly raised, and he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart.
"Do you still like me like this?"
He leaned forward slightly and whispered softly in Wen Qiao's ear. His pure and magnetic voice was as gentle as a dragonfly touching water, tapping Wen Qiao's heart bit by bit.
Wen Qiao, who had never eaten pork but had seen pigs running around, knew that he was being flirted with. After a brief moment of embarrassment, he regained his composure. Then he raised his lips slightly and moved forward with one hand to close Nian Chengfu's slightly open collar. .
She said: "Boys should protect themselves outside..."
Nian Chengfu's mouth twitched slightly, and he took out his hand from his trouser pocket and grabbed Wen Qiao's hand that was still on his collar. The black gold watch on his wrist reflected the light in the afterglow, making Wen Qiao subconsciously squint, waiting for Wen Qiao's eyes to adapt. When I came over, I saw that Nian Chengfu had taken off the black gold watch at some point, and then threw it into the river next to him without a trace of hesitation.
Wen Qiao was slightly shocked: "...What are you doing?"
(End of this chapter)