Sensual Novelist and President of Zhuiwen

Of the director's 500 yuan, [-] went into the pocket of Liberal Arts, and the remaining [-] yuan hired an old man at the village to look at the fish pond.

Then Yu Wenke got into the director's white muddy car and left.

"By the way, where are we going?" Yu Wenke still hasn't figured out why this person is looking for him.

"Go to the company headquarters of the website where you wrote the little yellow text to meet someone."

"Oh, meet my editor?"

"Meet your CEO!" What editors don't edit, mentioning that little editor gives the director a headache.

"What president?" Although Yu Wenke wrote the president Xiao Huangwen, he has never seen a living president since he grew up.

In his impression, the living presidents are usually bald, beer belly, big yellow teeth, and if they die, they are like Ma x father or Wang x Lin father and son.

However, the man did not answer his question at all.

Sitting in the co-pilot's seat, Yu Wenke started whispering again:

"Hey, what's your name, you haven't told me yet?"

"Hong Yanan!"

"Oh, what do you do?" Yu Wenke started chatting with Hong Yanan. After all, not talking is really boring, and this car doesn't even play a song while driving?

"I'm your editor's boss!" Director Hong said "viciously" and turned on the music in the car.

But even so, it didn't stop Yu Wenke's bibi chatter.

"Then you are the editor-in-chief?"

"Director."

"Oh, Director Hong, can you tell me, what are you taking me to the company's headquarters for? Have I ever violated the contract?" Apart from the wrong ID gender, he only left the end unfinished.This shouldn't be a big deal, right?

Director Hong didn't want to talk nonsense with Yu Wenke, so he left a sentence:

"You'll know when the time comes." He stepped on the gas pedal all the way to the downstairs of the company building.

He really didn't have time to chat with the little author, he just wanted to quickly complete the tasks ordered by the president, and then go back to take a shower and change clothes.

His shoes are all scrapped!The car has to be washed too.

Director Hong walked barefoot through the president's exclusive elevator, came to the back door of the president's office, and stuffed the Langli Baitiao inside.

He was so anxious that he didn't even knock on the door.

The big wall clock on the wall of the president's office showed two minutes to twelve.

The president who sat on the leather sofa cushion and held a big gold watch glanced at the door and said coldly:

"Knock on the door."

Director Hong could only pull him back, closed the door, knocked on the door, and said:

"President! Langli Baitiao brought it back for you."

"come in."

"???" Yu Wenke's face was full of question marks. Is this playing some president game?

"Twelve o'clock, just right. Go out, you don't need to resign." President Guan put down his big gold watch, stepped on the carpet with his leather shoes, and stepped on a domineering air.

Yu Wenke was so frightened that he backed away, but his flip-flops didn't listen, he tripped over the fluffy carpet and sat down on the carpet.

Then, I heard Director Hong closing the door.

The big wall clock on the wall made twelve steady beeps of "Dang Dang Dang".

Yu Wenke swallowed, feeling vaguely that something was wrong.

He raised his eyes and looked at the rumored president in front of him who looked down at him with displeasure.

Ah... the backlight makes it difficult to see the specific facial features, but I can vaguely recognize a handsome young man.

"You... have something to do with me?"

"White strips in the waves?" The CEO frowned into a knot. There were too many discrepancies in the news, and he couldn't straighten it out for a while.

"Ah, yes, yes." Yu Wenke stammered a little, feeling that this president is not as easy to fool as the director just now.

The president has seen more markets than the director, and after knowing that Langli Baitiao is a man, not only did he not panic at all, he was even very calm.He turned around and walked to his exclusive president's chair, sat down, and ordered:

"stand up."

"Oh." Yu Wenke stood up obediently, the president was still facing him with the backlight, but it still looked exactly like the president in a romance novel.I didn't expect to see a living domineering president in real life.Simply bad.

"Sit across from each other." The president spoke with a tone of "forced and ordered", and glanced at the seat opposite the desk.

Yu Wenke turned his head a few times before he realized that he was probably asked to sit down and talk.

In fact, Yu Wenke has not figured it out until now, why did the boss of the legendary boss company call him to talk?

He is a romantic pornography written by the ID registered on the Anxiang Floating website at the beginning of this year. It is not tepid, but there are also some small fans.

He has never spammed with other bigwigs on the website, let alone spent money to hype himself.

Yu Wenke thought a lot, but he couldn't figure out how he offended the big boss in front of him.

As soon as Yu Wenke sat down carefully, the president opposite began to interrogate:

"Why is the gender of the vest female? Are you the gunman that the white strips are looking for?"

"I...how should I say this? I am actually the real self of Langli Baitiao. It's a bit long to say, this..." Yu Wenke was a little talkative when he was nervous, but he was beaten up by the president before he started talking. broken:

"Keep it short."

"Um... I made a mistake at first, but I thought it was pretty good later on. After all, everyone has rumored that I am that rich lady. I was quite surprised." The little editor who has never been masked is inseparable.

"Oh." The president looked indifferent, and then continued to ask:

"Then why didn't you fill it in?"

This question is easy to answer. The director has already asked him just now. Yu Wenke blinked and said:

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"There are still lies?" The president had a look on his face that if you dare to tell lies, I will make you regret entering this room.

Yu Wenke shrank behind the chair, and immediately said:

"No lie! I'm out of inspiration! My family has to build a fish pond and I'm too busy."

"So you stopped changing?"

Yu Wenke nodded.

"Oh, is the office play finished?" The president said as he opened the top drawer next to the desk.

"What?" What office play?Yu Wenke hasn't thought about his "Two or Three Things the President and Secretary Have to Say" written by him.

The president took out a pistol from the drawer, put it on the table, and continued to ask:

"Is Yingying's child born to the CEO?"