After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Shu Tongwen heated the milk and placed it next to the carefully prepared sandwiches.

"Fanfan, next Monday is New Year's Eve. I have to go for a checkup today, so I'm almost ready to go out."

Over there, Shu Fan, who was staring intently at the computer screen, didn't even turn his head and replied perfunctorily, "Got it, right away!"

Seeing that he couldn't bear to look away, Shu Tongwen smiled indulgently and shook his head, then turned and went into the room, picked out the clothes he would change into before going out and placed them beside the bed.

When I came out again, I saw Shu Fan holding the milk in his hand and drinking it in small sips.

"What's wrong? Wasn't it updated just now?"

Shu Fan sighed deeply, "It's updated, but two chapters are not enough..."

Shu Tongwen smiled and pulled out a chair, sat opposite him, picked up the sandwich and put it to his mouth, and Shu Fan took a bite.

"You're the author yourself, and serialization is like that..."

"As long as "Top of the Sky, The Return of the Supreme God" keeps updating, you will always be able to see the ending."

His cheeks bulged with the aroma of fresh toast, and he took a sip of milk before he could swallow it. "It's one thing to know, but the updates are too slow. We've only just written about the battle with the ghost realm."

He curled his lips and said, "At this rate, I don't think it's certain whether it will be finished by this time next year!"

Shu Tongwen laughed heartily, "Fanfan, your double standards are unacceptable. Your long series is also being urged to update by a group of readers every day~"

As soon as he talked about his own writing, Shu Fan grabbed the cup of milk and drank it down in big gulps.

He put the empty cup back on the table with a thud, "Tongzi! You're bringing up something irrelevant. How can you ruin things like that?"

He grabbed the remaining sandwich and stuffed it into his mouth ravenously, looking very ferocious.

Shu Tongwen, oh no, Tongzi shrugged, put the dishes into the kitchen sink, turned on the faucet and started washing them.

Shu Fan swiped his wrist-mounted optical computer terminal, sent out his saved draft for today, and then hung out on the forum for a while before slowly returning to his room to change his clothes and prepare to go out.

It has been two years since they came back. He is doing well and Tongzi has adapted well.

He also gave Tongzi a new name, the same as his surname, Shu Tongwen.

Even if I accidentally called Tongzi "Shunliu", I didn't have to worry about others hearing it.

The only thing that didn't go well...

That is, "The Top of the Sky, the Return of the Heavenly Lord" is no longer his work. The author is now signed as a mysterious boss called "Crazy Emperor".

He updates two chapters every morning at 8 o'clock, without fail, but he never shows up. The entire article has become popular all over the country, but he has never interacted with any reader.

Even his editor has never met him in person, and his treatment is almost the same as that of his readers...

It can be regarded as a major mystery in the contemporary online literary world.

Shu Fan was not very curious about this. What he cared about was the direction of the plot and how Xiao Ran, Xiao Hua and everyone in the Zi Chen Sword Sect were doing.

Is this the handsome yet vindictive super hero? Will he have a smooth life from now on?

Fortunately, until his death, all the plots of "The Top of the Sky, the Return of the Heavenly Lord" developed as he knew.

As for the rest of the story, you can only rely on two chapters a day and follow the updates slowly.

Shu Fan really wanted to watch it till the end and see the ending directly.

Unfortunately, this time, even with Tongzi's help in trying to discredit the manuscript, no information was retrieved.

After the two discussed it, they came to the conclusion that the "Crazy Emperor" was a talented person who published his code immediately without any stored drafts!

With Tongzi's current strength, it would be easy for him to keep pace with the main brain, let alone submitting some saved manuscripts?

He didn't get any money back, so he really didn't save any drafts...

So it became Shu Fan's habit to eagerly wait for updates every morning.

There was a knock on the door of Kunlun Group's president's office, and Li Yingshu's tired voice came from inside, "Come in."

Chief Secretary Chen Lang straightened his collar and opened the door to the president's office.

As expected, he met his scheming boss, whose thick, dark circles under his eyes were comparable to national treasures. He slumped over the desk like a puddle of mud, his hands still tapping on the old mechanical keyboard...

Chen Lang was no longer surprised. His boss had been idle for a long time and had many aliases.

He only knows what he should know and has no curiosity about what he shouldn't know.

Curiosity kills the cat, and his boss is particularly wary of these things. The only reason he was able to hold the position of chief secretary was because he was naturally insensitive and accidentally came to the experimental period.

He gathered his thoughts and took a few steps forward, handing the coffee to Li Yingshu. "Boss, Mr. Shu Fan had an early checkup today, and the test report is out."

Li Yingshu nodded and quickened his typing speed. "I'll send it to my personal computer. Also, how's the situation at Langyuezhai?"

When Langyuezhai was mentioned, Chen Lang silently lit a few candles for those chefs in his heart.

I don’t know what kind of special feelings the boss has for mint cake, since it is obviously made by the world-renowned Chinese pastry masters.

For three whole years, no one could produce something that satisfied him, and every time he did so, he would be severely rejected and beaten back.

It can be said that his boss is a bit picky when it comes to food, otherwise Langyuezhai would not have become a world-renowned Chinese pastry brand under his encouragement.

But it shouldn't be to this extent...

Whenever I encounter mint cake, I feel like I'm possessed.

Although her mind was in turmoil, she maintained the demeanor of an elite secretary. "The latest version of the mint cake has arrived... Would you like to bring it in for you to try?"

Li Yingshu picked up the coffee and took a sip. "Here, I'm hungry."