Sensual Novelist and President of Zhuiwen

On the way back, Yu Wenke sat in the last window seat of the bus, holding his big schoolbag in his arms, completely becoming a salted fish who had lost his dreams.

He could finally feel the despair of the heroine of the sand sculpture romance novel he wrote being coerced by the CEO with a "sell contract".

If you dare to step out of this room tonight, woman, I will bankrupt your family.

If you don't update the text and don't listen to me, I'll let your fish pond go bankrupt!

It's really the same, the president really is the president.

About an hour later, Yu Wenke appeared at the door of the house.The president was sitting on a small bench that someone moved for him, guarding there.

Like the door god, he wears suits and leather shoes.

Don't be afraid to kill him from the heat!

The president lowered his head and was chatting with Wang Dalian on WeChat while sitting on the ponytail that Wang Dalian moved for him.

Guan Yi: "I have a question for you."

Wang Dalian Farmhouse: "You say."

Guan Yi: "What is the relationship between Huang Huadong and Yu Wenke?"

Wang Dalian Farmhouse: "You...why do you ask that?"

Guan translation: "car"

Wang Dalian Farmhouse: "Oh, you don't know anything about feelings."

Guan translation: "???"

"Guan Zong..." Guan Yi was about to ask him what he wanted to know, but Yu Wenke's voice sounded from above his head.The president raised his head, and what he saw was a picture of Yu Wenke who was pretending to smile, but was actually about to cry.

The president didn't realize what he did wrong, stood up from the small bench, and waited for Yu Wenke to open the door.

Yu Wenke took out the keys in his pocket, reluctantly opened the door of his house, reluctantly led the president into the house, reluctantly...

"Why did you look so sad when you saw me?" The president interrupted Yu Wenke's reluctance.

Then Yu Wenke raised his head and glanced at the president, brewed his inner thoughts, organized his own language, and was just about to tell the president that he is really a fish pond man, and writing Xiaohuangwen is purely a hobby.He didn't want to be popular, nor did he want to make money from it, and he didn't want to be taken care of by the president in disguise.

But the president's cell phone rang, yes, it was such a coincidence.

The president glanced at the phone, and said to Liberal Arts:

"If you have anything to say, tell me later, I'll answer the phone first." Then he answered the phone in front of Yu Wenke.

"Hey, yes, it's me, Guan Yi. Well, the address is the one I sent you, okay."

After hanging up the phone, the president took back the phone and asked Yu Wenke:

"What were you trying to say to me just now?"

"Who were you calling just now?" From the conversation between the president and that person, how did Yu Wenke feel that the address the president said was his home address!

Couldn't it be the killer that the president was looking for, who came to kill him, right?

"You'll know later, don't rush into the house."

"???!!!" It must be a killer, who came to kill him.

Yu Wenke trembled with his calves, looked left and right, and finally waited for the rumored "killer".

The killer appeared in front of Yu Wenke's house riding an 82-year-old Phoenix brand big-bar bicycle, wearing a straw hat and a cigarette in his mouth.

When the uncle in the car who seemed to be 60+ got off, Yu Wenke took a step back in shock.

This, is still a veteran of the rivers and lakes?

"Uncle Ouyang." The president politely shook hands with the killer and gave him a hug at the same time.

Here, what operation?

Yu Wenke looked at the road behind the killer in disbelief, and after confirming that there was only this uncle, he felt that things were not as simple as he thought.

Then, the president told him:

"Let me introduce briefly, this is Uncle Ouyang."

"You... hello..." Yu Wenke looked at the individual uncle in front of him whose cigarette had burned to the butt, but the ash dragged on for a long time without shaking, and felt that life was really amazing.

Uncle Ouyang grinned and said:

"Nice to meet you."

Yu Wenke didn't understand even more, this... need to say hello before making a move?

When the president Yu Wenke's unconstrained imagination was about to lose control and fell off the cliff, he explained the reason:

"This is the fish pond manager I dug from other places - Uncle Ouyang. From now on, I will hand over the affairs of your fish pond to him."

Yu Wenke was terrified, no, he looked at the president in horror, and then at Uncle Ouyang who was smoking a cigarette. It must be that his cognition has gone wrong.

So the purpose of the CEO's business trip is to find this so-called fish pond manager to take over his position?

It may be that Yu Wenke's expression was too surprised, the president patiently continued to explain:

"In the future, you will be responsible for writing articles. Uncle Ouyang will be responsible for managing the fish pond for you. Do you think this is good?"

After the president finished speaking, the warning expression meant that if you feel bad, I can make you regret it right away.

Yu Wenke still wanted to be a little rebellious, and asked with a frown:

"I... can I think about it?"

"What do you want to consider? Now I have won the fish pond contract contract, and what you are contracting now is only a fish pond under my name." The president said, took out the fish pond contract agreement, and handed it to Yu Wenke .

This time, Yu Wenke is really dumbfounded. If he is rich, he can do whatever he wants...

"But... I don't feel at ease leaving the fish pond to others..." He hurriedly made an excuse, while there was still a chance.

It's just that Yu Wenke never expected that the president actually said:

"What are you worried about? Uncle Ouyang, I dug here specially from other places. He has a fish pond qualification certificate, and his performance in the industry is five-star praise."

While the president was talking, this Uncle Ouyang actually took out a green leather-covered fish pond qualification certificate from his pocket.

Yu Wenke was dumbfounded. He felt that he had read too little and the CEO was lying to him.

"But I still have watermelon and mulberries..."

Uncle Ouyang took out his fruit and vegetable planting training certificate.

"And rhubarb..."

Uncle Ouyang took out his pet doctor qualification certificate.

"There are also chickens, ducks and geese..."

Uncle Ouyang took out the certificate of experience in the farm.

"..." Where on earth is this sacred? Where did the president find it in a deep mountain and old forest?

Yu Wenke twitched his facial expression in embarrassment, stretched out his hands and clapped, boasting:

"It's amazing, haha, this fee is definitely not a low growl."

The president stretched out five fingers. Yu Wenshu really didn't read much. He didn't know that the president stretched out five fingers to mean five thousand?fifty thousand? 50?Or a five-figure month?

He definitely wouldn't ask such a mentally handicapped question!

He was afraid that if he asked the president, he would pay the money. He was poor.So he just wanted to "invite" Shenxian Ouyang back.

But the president said:

"Uncle Ouyang, I will trouble you. You can choose where you want to live. I think the big banyan tree under the fish pond is pretty good."

Ouyang Shenxian gestured an OK gesture to the president, then withdrew all his certificates, and rode off smartly on his 82-year-old Phoenix brand big-bar bicycle.

You are young, you really should do more research!