Be a qualified villain guardian

It was already a month after Lin Qingqiu sent the first draft to the publishing house. He quit his job as a housekeeper, and it cannot be said that he quit unilaterally.Lin Ranmo had to go abroad for treatment because of his illness, and it was a last resort where there was an expert he had made an appointment with.

Genetically modified drugs are not without side effects, and the changes that did not show up in the process of accumulating more will appear at the end.It should come as no surprise that there will be symptoms similar to frequent heart attacks.To put it simply, the most difficult task that Lin Qingqiu thought at the beginning has been completed.

At Lin Ranmo's farewell banquet yesterday, he dropped the last medicine into the bowl of vegetable porridge.

When they said goodbye, Lin Qingqiu chuckled lightly, and he didn't know when the goodbye would be.

Maybe the plot has already begun.After all, Lin Ranmo's trip to the United States was not entirely for medical treatment. As the young master of the Lin family, he also had to take care of his overseas business. Mr. Lin was getting old, so he couldn't allow others to take advantage of his loopholes.

I don't know what foreign experts, including Lin Ranmo, looked like when they saw the medical examination list, medical miracle?Lin Qingqiu was delighted to be obsessed with obscenity, but was startled by the sound of the door opening.

He raised his head, only to see a vague figure in the darkness.

"Xiao Lin?" The figure didn't answer, but Lin Qingqiu intuitively felt that it was Lin Lin.A one-bedroom house is fine for two people, including a child, but it is definitely not spacious.

Having only one bedroom became a problem, and the bed wasn't that big.The relationship between the Lin family's father and son has just eased. Lin Qingqiu doesn't want to destroy this delicate balance for the time being. Lin Lin's injury is almost healed, and he won't miss the start of school in three days. Lin Qingqiu feels very relieved.Of course, he would be happy about the good things for Lin Lin.

"I want to drink water." Lin Qingqiu was very used to the flat tone.

"Is that so? Dad will pour it for you." Lin Qingqiu had already turned on the light, and the dim light spread to every corner of the room. Lin Lin was wearing Winnie the Pooh pajamas, looking like a child.

Lin Qingqiu looked up at the watch on the wall. It was almost twelve o'clock. He remembered that Lin Lin drank a glass of milk before going to bed. Do children get thirsty so easily?There is always cold boiled water at home, so soft drinks are always not nutritious, and drinking at night is not good for the body.When Lin Qingqiu came out of the kitchen, Lin Lin was no longer in the living room.

He thought it was Lin Lin who got annoyed and went back to the room. Children can easily fall asleep. Lin Qingqiu thought about it, and walked into the bedroom at a faster pace.The light was on, and Lin Lin sat upright on the bed.

"Father poured water, do you want Xiaolin to take a sip?" He leaned down and looked at Lin Lin's expressionless face. Speaking of this, Lin Qingqiu was actually very worried that he would become facial paralyzed in the future. He had facial paralysis in his previous life. , Actually very tired, this is Lin Qingqiu's true feeling.Lin Lin took the water glass and drank it down in one gulp, then handed the glass back.

Lin Qingqiu saw how happy he was drinking, and was about to ask him if he wanted another drink, when he heard Lin Lin's calm voice, "There are mice in the room, I can't sleep.

After hearing his words, Lin Qingqiu felt that his hairs were about to stand on end. Everyone has something to be afraid of. Lin Qingqiu was afraid of nothing else, but this kind of dingy little thing.

In fact, it is a bit feminine to say it out, not to mention that he is now a father, and he still has to act like an old man in front of his son. He forced himself not to turn around and escape.

It might be true, or maybe he was too nervous and had an auditory hallucination. He heard the voice of the little thing. Lin Lin was always paying attention to his movements, seeing his stiff back, and curled the corners of his mouth indistinctly.Are you afraid of mice?

"I'm not afraid." Lin Qingqiu looked at the exquisite facial features in front of him, and muttered unconvinced.

He also has a problem with recognizing the bed. It doesn't mean that he must not sleep in any bed, but that he can't sleep on anything other than the bed, whether it is a sofa, a chair or others.So it is doomed that he cannot accept the task of the tramp, he will definitely die of insomnia.

In addition, he didn't sleep well, so Lin Lin always lived in the bedroom on the bed, and he couldn't sleep on the sofa at night. He was really tired, so he just lay down in the bedroom for a while in the afternoon.He wasn't sure if Lin Lin noticed his panda-like dark circles, and that's why he slept with him.

He shook his head, and felt that he was thinking too much. After all, Lin Lin was just a child. No matter how precocious he was, it was impossible for him to think so much, right?Or maybe it's just a simple fear of mice?Thinking of this, Lin Qingqiu felt that he was about to lose face for several lifetimes. He was so frightened that his voice trembled without knowing it in front of Lin Lin, and he was so frightened by a mouse toy left under the bed by his former owner. Call.

Lin Lin was still sitting on the bed at that time, looking at him with a look that I knew I would have.

Damn kid, are you so happy to see your dad make an embarrassment?Lin Qingqiu poked Lin Lin's white and tender face angrily. The owner of the face was still asleep, and he didn't know it. After poking it several times, the corner of his mouth drooped in frustration. ever?)

Somewhat depressed, he got up, put the quilt back on, and walked out of the bedroom lightly.

The person on the bed didn't know what dream he had, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a happy arc.

Lin Qingqiu has news about the manuscripts submitted to the publishing house. When the publishing market is shrouded in suspense, it is not easy for Lin Qingqiu's works to stand out. He knows this very well, so finding someone is only A medium-renowned publishing house used to only publish emotional books, but it just followed the trend, and it didn't have the background in this area, nor did it find good authors. The prospect is not very good. Now, it has given both parties Chance.

Lin Qingqiu looked at the address attached to the letter and smiled reassuringly.

To be honest, he was also a little uneasy. He passed the system test in the space, but in this strange time and space, where the culture is extremely developed, it is still unknown whether he will be recognized. Is it a good product?

This is just his first step. One day, he will earn enough money to buy a house like the one Lin Ranmo lives in. He smiles in a very good mood, but he doesn't concentrate on cooking, and there is always some joy that turns into sadness. things happen.

"Ah, there's too much salt." Lin Qingqiu looked at the onions in the pot depressed.During the meal, Lin Qingqiu didn't let Lin Lin touch the dish, and ate it all by himself.The hurt Lin Lin looked at him with a very strange look.

Lin Qingqiu felt the choking and spicy taste of onions in his stomach, tears almost came down.He wouldn't touch this thing at all, to him, it was as big a weapon as coriander.

No matter what Lin Lin thought, Lin Qingqiu still stared at him and ate an extra bowl of rice, the kind that didn't include any vegetables.Lin Qingqiu met with the people from the publishing house three days later, and he was a little worried about it. He didn't know anything about it, not because he was afraid that the other party would harm him. If there is any loophole in the contract, it is not good for both parties to lose more than they gain.

So on the day of the appointment, he specially called the white pigeon.

Since the original owner and him have become brothers who talk about everything, White Pigeon will help the original owner in this regard, such as loopholes, precautions and other issues that are not conducive to the original owner, so the original owner is so dependent on Bai Pigeon, if it wasn't for Baige, Lin Qingqiu looked at his resolute side face, if it wasn't for him, the original owner might not be able to last until he came, and the original owner would have nothing, or even be displaced.

A moving emotion that didn't belong to him slowly rose up. Lin Qingqiu, who has always disliked being controlled by the original owner's emotions, didn't even hate this kind of thing happening. Perhaps his feelings were also involved in it. They shared the same body. , the emotion will double.

Lin Qingqiu then began to think about what he could do for the white pigeon. Although he had no idea for the time being, it was better than doing nothing. That would not be a repayment of gratitude. Repayment should not only be kept in the bottom of your heart, but you should always think about it , you have to give something, otherwise, your conscience will not be stable, if you have a conscience.

When Lin Qingqiu felt the thrust from the white pigeon on his side, he could barely recover, and he smiled awkwardly, hoping that the other party would not mind.This is another shortcoming of his. At any moment, as long as it is of his own will, he can quickly enter the state of distraction, obviously he used to be very focused.

He temporarily put aside the question that troubled him, because the kind-looking middle-aged man opposite him had already extended his friendly right hand to him, so Lin Qingqiu hurriedly returned the gift, waiting for the middle-aged man and Bai Ge to finish what they just said. program time.

The three of them sat down, and Lin Qingqiu was a bit cautious. No matter how many times he traveled, the dark side in his bones would never disappear. He was not used to communicating with strangers, and felt an inexplicable sense of fear and embarrassment in the quiet atmosphere between the two parties. It didn't feel good, at least he didn't like it.

When doing missions, the characters he comes into contact with are either walkers and passers-by, or characters who have appeared in the plot. He has a thorough understanding of them.

In this situation, Lin Qingqiu handed over the tricky matter of speaking first to Bai Ge, who looked calm and breezy, and the corners of her mouth were curved in a way that was not too close but would not make people feel alienated. , politely just right, he didn't speak.

Lin Qingqiu's thoughts lasted only a few tens of seconds, and the middle-aged man spoke first, "My surname is Xia, Xia Li, the general manager of the sales department of Lixuan Publishing House, I have invited the two of you here today, and I must send it to Mr. Lin's letter." It has been written very clearly, Mr. Xia came here for this matter, and Mr. Lin must be here, you must be aware of it."

He paused for a moment, and Lin Qingqiu also paused for a moment. Xia Li is obviously an old man in the business world. He speaks in a very special rhythm. You can follow him unconsciously without feeling offended by him. After all, his voice is so kind, people like Baige will always find their own rhythm, but Lin Qingqiu himself has been led by the nose unconsciously.

Xia Li looked at his expression, his smile became more friendly, and you unconsciously developed a good impression of him, and he continued, "You are also a writer, and your books are very popular, your talent is beyond doubt, presumably Mr. Lin already understands this process very well, so I won't go into details, the one next to him?"

He looked at Bai Ge with some doubts in his eyes, and Lin Qingqiu explained in a timely manner, "He is the lawyer I hired." Lin Qingqiu knew that he only had to say this sentence when he stayed here, so he let go of a burden, and the rest of the matter Don't worry about him.

He was even very interested, and ordered a black forest cake in this cafe, and ordered a cup of coffee for Bai Ge and Xia Li by the way. It is always a waste of time to talk about business, and it would be inappropriate to wait to order again.

"Hello, I'm Baige" he said and took out a business card. Lin Qingqiu visually judged that this might be a habit, for example, giving everyone who deals with him a business card. Putting Baige's business card in his pocket, he gave a business card in return.Lin Qingqiu knew that the conversation between the two of them had just begun.

As long as it is related to his professional field, Bai Ge seems to be a different person. Although he always has a cold face and a scary look, his eyes are very gentle. Even a big man can't stop the gentleness. His aura, although it is indeed a bit exaggerated, but now it is quite different from his usual appearance.

People who are familiar with him can quickly tell that his demeanor has become cold and serious. If you wear glasses, you will think that this man is very elite, but in fact, he is indeed an elite.

Lin Qingqiu's cake came out very quickly. He actually likes sweets very much. It's true that his own soul belongs to him, but the original owner didn't like it very much.

He is a very dedicated person, even if it is an imitation, it must be a good imitation, and he must be able to deceive himself. He ordered the cake on impulse just now. The expensive price and attractive sweetness made it impossible for Lin Qingqiu to give up on him. , and the only man who knew his details was too busy to observe what he was eating now, so Lin Qingqiu slowly enjoyed the taste he hadn't tasted for a long time with a fluke and apprehension.

So the three of them were doing their own thing, not in the mood to care about others.

From a distance, there is actually a harmonious atmosphere.

After Xia Li finished talking with Bai Ge, before Lin Qingqiu could react, he put the last bite of cake into his mouth, washed away the thick sweet taste in his mouth with unsweetened bitter coffee, and was asked to sign the contract , he looked at the white pigeon, which nodded to him, which meant to reassure him.

So Lin Qingqiu was really relieved, he wrote down his name correctly, and today's business was over, Xia Li still smiled and said goodbye to them kindly, but there was a gloomy look in his eyes, Lin Qingqiu looked at it again Looking at Bai Ge, the latter smiled inexplicably. Lin Qingqiu knew that he had absolutely not suffered a loss today, so he also smiled at Bai Ge.

When he was about to leave, Lin Qingqiu looked at the dazzling array of pastries on the counter, and thought of the child at home, then turned back and packed a piece of cheesecake. I don’t know if the little ghost likes sweets, but last time I made tremella for him He was very happy to eat the soup.

If the cake is too sweet, maybe he can't accept it, but it doesn't matter, Lin Qingqiu suppresses the desire to eat the cake, if the kid doesn't eat it, it won't be wasted.

He smiled contentedly. The white pigeon looked at the cake in his hand and understood its purpose. He was finally relieved. It seemed that his good friend was not a 3-minute favorite.

The white pigeon came by car, and they talked about some interesting things along the way, and the originally long distance was reached in the blink of an eye.

The author has something to say:

Are you fat? ! !

I added a lot of favorites, I really don’t know what to say, thank you for your support.

Although the signing failed and I feel very depressed, but I will still work hard.

At least don't give up.

The author of the publishing house doesn't know anything (because I haven't experienced it), so don't laugh at me, a knowledgeable little public opinion.