Xiaoyu Detective Agency 2

In the editorial office, Sister Qing was talking with Jiang Weihuai.Sister Qing's name is Song Qingyi, and her pen name is Qingyi. She is about the same age as Xiuwen, but has rich work experience, so everyone calls her Sister Qing.She has worked as a part-time editor on the website since high school. If she said she was second in the field of romance novels, no one in the entire publishing house would dare to call herself number one.Of course, she has never been humble, she accepts any evaluation, and thinks about those silly things.

"For Yi, does it mean 'for him'?" Sister Qing was chatting with Jiang Weihuai while flipping through the typescript brought by Xiuwen.She had already read the electronic manuscript last time, but she only flipped through it at that time, not as seriously as now.

"It can be said that this name can also be read as 'unique', which is very similar to my name." Jiang Weihuai was very nervous in front of Sister Qing, a well-known editor in the romance novel world, but tried to explain in detail, "It used to be my father's pen name."

"Although I don't know who 'Yi' refers to in your father's pseudonym, it doesn't seem to suit you." Sister Qing said, "Why don't I change it for you?"

"What?" Jiang Weihuai was a little nervous, she was worried that the new name would not sound good.Although she didn't write anything famous about the pseudonym left by her father, she liked it very much.

"Just use your name, Jiangshui Weihuai."

Jiang Weihuai thinks this is also good, very much like Sister Qing.

After three chapters with Jiang Weihuai, Sister Qing turned to Xiuwen: "Do you know Liu Congcong?"

Jiang Weihuai looked up at Xiuwen, this was not the first time she had heard this name, it seemed like a product tied to her name, which made her curious.

Of course Xiuwen knew each other, not only did he know each other, he and Wang Jue also received a commission from Liu Congcong, and it was just a poor handling.He nodded: "I know."

Then Xiuwen discovered that this world is really small. Their publishing house is responsible for publishing Liu Congcong's travel notes. The travel column he mentioned before is just the page before Youxin's serialized novels in the online magazine. Know.

Liu Congcong is not a signed author. He is not on the list of authors in all companies, and he has never paid attention to travel writing. He thinks this is not the business scope of the company.

Xiuwen asked Lei Yizhou to come out to help rent a house for Jiang Weihuai. He remembered what Tsing Yi said just now, and he was a little bit unwilling, so he asked, "Do you know Liu Congcong?"

"I know." Lei Yizhou's phone rang just now, he had talked with the landlord on the phone, and now he came to open the door before continuing the topic just now, "To hurt you, his books are selling better than Youxin. "

Xiuwen is very depressed now, not because Youxin's book is not selling well, but because Liu Congcong has published a book in their company, and everyone knows about it.He needs reassurance.

While waiting for the landlord to come, Jiang Weihuai kept laughing and playing with his box like a fool.She was still immersed in the excitement of seeing Tsing Yi.

The heavy responsibility of comforting Xiuwen can only fall on Lei Yizhou's shoulders.

"You've been absent from work recently."

Xiuwen, whose attention was successfully diverted, had a face full of doubts: "I clocked in in the morning."

"Uncle Wei can't see you, so he will treat you as not coming to work."

Xiuwen had to admit that Lei Yizhou was right, Uncle Wei was such a person.

The landlord arrived in about half an hour and showed them around.In fact, it is only more than [-] square meters, and you can see everything at a glance when standing at the door.Jiang Weihuai is very satisfied with this house, the size is suitable, similar to her previous one; the price is fair, she can afford it as long as she finds a simple job; it is not far from the publishing house, she can even get up at eight o'clock to go to work in the publishing house. That distance of being late.

Helping Jiang Weihuai tidy up the room, Xiuwen and Lei Yizhou were about to leave.

Just before closing the door, Xiuwen heard Jiang Weihuai's soft voice asking, "Can't I follow you?"

"I'm not good at romance." Xiuwen replied seriously.

Jiang Weihuai still wants to fight for it. People are like this. When you are in dire straits, and someone lends a helping hand to you, you always want to rely on him.This is not going to grow up, Jiang Weihuai remembered his father's words, and finally only said: "I see, thank you."

After that, Jiang Weihuai never contacted him again. I heard from Tsing Yi that she is now learning from the basics. Tsing Yi often corrects her small essays. She works very hard and believes that she will become a writer comparable to You Xin in the near future.Liu Congcong had just returned from a trip, Tsing Yi introduced the two to each other, they have a good impression of each other, maybe they can lead to a marriage.

Do all the ladies and sisters in the publishing house have the heart of a matchmaker?Xiuwen thought about it, but didn't dare to say it.

The relationship between him and Youxin doesn't seem to have changed from before. Youxin goes out to collect pictures by himself, and occasionally sends him photos of what he encounters on the road. His aesthetics are not very stable, and he simply doesn't reply when he doesn't know what to say.Sometimes Youxin would call, but he still didn't know what to say.In the past, the two of them only talked about work, but at that time he would talk more.

The bet between Lei Yizhou and Wang Jin lost its meaning.Youxin voluntarily withdrew her application to change editors, and Xiuwen's single problem was resolved at the same time.At least from Lei Yizhou's point of view.

At the end of April, Xiuwen planned to take a few days off to go out to relax and feel the beautiful nature.The leave slip was handed over to Wang Jin, deputy editor-in-chief. She rummaged through her drawer after signing it, and handed back an air ticket along with the leave slip.

Wang Jin is still as capable as ever: "The passport should be expedited, and he wants to see you."

The leader didn't explain who this "he" was, but Xiuwen's heart stopped beating suddenly.Since it was said from Wang Jin's mouth, it must be Wang Jue.In the past six months, he has not received any information about Wang Jue.At first he would keep asking Lei Yizhou, and occasionally he would inquire sideways when he saw Wang Jin, but then he would ask every now and then, and then he completely lost confidence.He realized that Wang Jue was serious and really didn't want to be found or missed.

Gradually, no one around him would mention him, except when he was with Lil, Xiuwen seldom thought of him.It wasn't until Jiang Weihuai appeared this time and caused a lot of messy things that he remembered those days when Wang Jue was there.But it was only in that situation at the time that he would think what Wang Jue would say and what he would do. Afterwards, he reflected on whether he was imitating him on purpose, and the answer was very vague.After a short turmoil, he returned to work and put this person down again.

Originally thought that I would crazily miss the person who only appeared in my life for three months and left such a heavy mark, but I didn't expect it, that's all.

Maybe he is really a fickle person.

However, at this moment, holding the air ticket to Wang Jue's location in his hand, all his thoughts flooded him.

He fell asleep as soon as he got on the plane.He is afraid that he is suffering from vehicle drowsiness. No matter what time of day he takes, as long as there is no one chatting with him, he will feel sleepy when he sits on it, and he will fall asleep faster than at home.

The plane landed smoothly, and Xiuwen just woke up.Walking down the hanging ladder, the sunlight dazzled him so much that he couldn't keep his eyes open.

Apart from the language he usually speaks, Xiuwen only knows a little English.Hearing the whispering voices in his ear now, he felt a little uneasy.The airport was not too big, so he walked out soon and found the person Wang Jue sent to pick him up.

Judging from his appearance, he should be about the same age as Dr. Gao.The man was wearing a black suit and a pair of sunglasses, looking dull under the sun.Brown hair, whether it was natural or dyed, could not be determined, and the ends were slightly curled outwards.There was no expression on his face, and he looked around.

What didn't match his serious attire was the light sign in his hand, with Xiuwen's name on the wandering subtitles, and two pink cautions.He had only seen this kind of girly light sign at Youxin's house, and it was written on it by Cheng Chujie.

He also quickly locked onto Xiuwen and walked towards him.The man's Chinese had a bit of a weird accent, but he could understand him saying, "Are you Mr. Xiuwen?"

Xiuwen nodded: "It's me."

The man was very happy, and took off the pair of sunglasses. Xiuwen found that his pupils were blue, and the colors of the two pupils were different, which made him look a little strange.

Xiuwen was still worried about how to communicate with this person along the way, or continue to sleep as soon as he got in the car, he found that this person was not as serious as he looked on the outside, but talked a lot like Wang Jue: "That's it, I Call Elson, Master Liuli sent me to pick you up."

Hearing this strange name, Xiuwen thought for a while.It should be him, right?

Along the way, Elson didn't drive quietly like ordinary drivers, but talked a lot.In addition to introducing the local customs, scenery, places of interest, food and snacks, he also talked about his mental journey of learning Chinese as a translator, complaining that Chinese is too difficult to learn and pronunciation is too difficult to master.He said that in the first half, Xiuwen thought that Wang Jue had found a tour guide for him, but in the second half, he suspected that he had become a psychiatrist.

It's a pity that Xiuwen is not interested in why he became a translator. He might as well talk about what Wang Jue is doing recently, and how the past few months have been.But as he kept looking out the window, Elson didn't pick up on his thoughts.

Elson is a good tour guide who can talk non-stop even if he doesn't get a response from the tourists.He also pays attention to the mood of his guests: "Are you feeling hot?"

Xiuwen looked down at his short-sleeved T-shirt, then at Elson's black suit: "You can turn on the air conditioner."

"Oh thank you, that's great." Elson not only turned on the air conditioner, but also took off his coat.It seemed that he was really hot.

The car stopped in front of a tall courtyard, Xiuwen got out of the car, and saw a number plate next to the door with 99 written on it.Is it a last name?Elson went to park the car. He walked all the way under the leadership of a man who could not understand the language. The doubts in his mind increased exponentially, but they all disappeared the moment he saw Wang Jue.