After finishing his autograph sale in City S, after Gong Zhuoliang returned to his home in City Z, he "retired" for a whole month before he restrained his "old-fashioned taste" and rejuvenated a twenty-six The vitality that a fashionable young man should have, but no matter how handsome his short hair and fashionable casual clothes are, he can't hide his calmness and wisdom after a lifetime of ups and downs. Combined with his youthful and handsome appearance, it's really undeniable. It's charming.
"Hoo..."
Gong Zhuoliang, who was lying in the jacuzzi, sighed comfortably, thinking that it was time for him to 'leave the customs', but there were still many uncertainties in the steps he planned for how to get close to the current Qiao Yingze.
"The prince of the e-century publishing group...you are really born to beat me."
Picking up the business card beside the bathtub that he had plastic-wrapped and put into a glass photo frame, Gong Zhuoliang stroked the words Qiao Yingze with his fingers, with a helpless smile on his face.
Gong Zhuoliang's current status is nothing more than a well-known novelist. Although he is often promoted by the company as an image endorsement because of his good looks, he can barely squeeze into the god-level ranks, but in the e-century domestic publishing industry From the perspective of the top ten companies, they are nothing more than small players.
Speaking of the ranking in the publishing industry, although e-century is only in ninth place, those in front of him are all monopoly enterprises of various educational publishing books. Naturally, mass publishing groups like e-century cannot compete with those "iron rice bowls" "Enterprises, but if the benefits of various publishing companies are used to rank, e-century is definitely in the top three in China, and Qiao Yingze is the prince of e-century, so it is easy to imagine how difficult it is for Gong Zhuoliang to overthrow him." .
Just as Gong Zhuoliang was fascinated by the business card, the familiar ringtone of the mobile phone brought him back to his senses. Gong Zhuoliang got up and took the bath towel and wiped it briefly twice, then put on a bathrobe and answered the phone, and then walked away while wiping his hair Back in the room, he lay down lazily on his comfortable big bed.
"My lord Liang, you have been resting for a month, when will you start a new pit?"
On the phone, Gong Zhuoliang's editor-in-chief, Ning Beibei, was urging the manuscript, and the sugar content in that voice definitely exceeded five plus signs.
"Beibei, I'm stuck with text, I have to wait for a few days."
Gong Zhuoliang lowered his voice a little bit, with a little laziness in his magnetism, but his eyes subconsciously looked at the printed manuscripts scattered on the computer desk.
In fact, Gong Zhuoliang has been writing articles at a rate of 20,000+ per day for the past month, and he has never been stuck in the slightest. , but there are other arrangements for these manuscripts.
"It's rare that Liangda knows how to play Kawen. No wonder you don't come out to play. But it's not a solution to hold back all the time. It's better to go out for a walk to change your mood. Maybe you will get inspiration... By the way, what is Liangda? Come out for a meal when you feel in the mood, let's talk about contract renewal, I won a lot of good conditions for you Liangda."
On the phone, the editor-in-chief Barabara talked a lot, and finally invited Gong Zhuoliang to dinner with a particularly excited tone, which shows how extraordinary her enthusiasm for Gong Zhuoliang is.
"Well... okay, then I really have to thank Beibei, then next Monday, let's make an appointment then."
Holding the phone a little away from his ear, Gong Zhuoliang hummed a few times, and heaved a sigh of relief after hanging up the phone.
Before time travel, Gong Zhuoliang had a perfunctory interest in Ning Beibei, the daughter of the director of the website, who was chasing after him for his own career, but now his eyes are full of Qiao Yingze, and he feels that even with her It's a sin to say a few words.
"I didn't expect labor and capital to become a loyal dog one day..."
Picking up the glass photo frame at hand and kissing it, Gong Zhuoliang was about to get up and continue his great work of coding, but the phone rang again, Gong Zhuoliang looked at the caller ID, and quickly sat up and connected.
"Senior, is it true? Senior, you have really helped my little brother a lot. I will treat you to a drink some other day."
After getting the exact news from the senior working in the e-century company, Gong Zhuoliang sat up excitedly and walked to the computer desk, looked at his manuscript with a confident smile, then picked up the phone again, dialed the The number that is deeply etched in my mind...
XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX On Saturday night, in the private room of a famous seafood restaurant, Gong Zhuoliang couldn't help showing a bright and charming smile on his face after seeing the lover he thought about day and night walk in the door.
"Zhuo...Mr. Gong."
He was taken aback by Gong Zhuoliang's bright smile, and after Qiao Yingze realized that he was staring directly at him impolitely, he quickly moved his gaze away by shaking hands with him, and was a little dazed by his unconscious heartbeat. .
Obviously it's just the second time I met... Thinking of the short time we got together on the ship, the calmness I was proud of was almost defeated by the other party's frank and straightforward enthusiasm, Qiao Yingze unconsciously became slightly nervous.
"Everyone says it's fine to just call me by my name. You are too polite, sir. You are my savior, Ying Ze."
The gentleman opened the chair for Qiao Yingze, Gong Zhuoliang glanced at his faintly red ears, and the smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but deepened.
"I don't dare to take credit for this. It was Ying Xuan who saved Zhuo Liang..."
Not knowing why he was so nervous, Qiao Yingze looked at Gong Zhuoliang in embarrassment, then was dazzled by the other party's smile, and quickly focused his gaze on the glass wall like the aquarium, behind which there were several Sharks are swimming around...
Because of his status, Qiao Yingze is always surrounded by people who are deliberately flattering and flattering, so he subconsciously hates those who are overly enthusiastic, but why does he just don't know what to do with this man named Gong Zhuoliang in front of him? How about coping with embarrassment without the slightest bit of disgust
"But Yingze, you were the first to notice that I fell into the water. If it was later, I would really die."
That day on the cruise ship, Gong Zhuoliang had already inquired about the details from Qiao Yingxuan, so it wouldn't be too far-fetched for him to insist on the kindness of a life-saving benefactor to Qiao Yingze.
"You're really welcome... Zhuo Liang invited me here today, what exactly is he going to talk about?"
After the waiter brought the coffee, Qiao Yingze looked back at Gong Zhuoliang, and then changed the topic to the serious business.
Qiao Yingze just returned from studying abroad this year, and was temporarily assigned to be the editor-in-chief of the website of the family business, and Gong Zhuoliang's website is a leader in the country, so Qiao Yingze is really interested in Gong Zhuoliang's invitation.
"Before we get down to business, I want to ask Editor-in-Chief Qiao to take a look at this."
As Gong Zhuoliang said, he took out a manuscript from his bag, put it on the table, and gently pushed it over, then took a sip of his own coffee, and looked at Qiao Yingze with a strong confidence in his eyes with a smile look.
"...Is this really written by you, Zhuo Liang? Please don't get me wrong, I mean your works have always been of the Western type, never involving this kind of ancient officialdom, and to be honest, the level of this article is really much higher than before, It will definitely be red."
Seeing that Gong Zhuoliang's pen name 'Liang Zhuo' was printed on the cover of the manuscript, Qiao Yingze picked it up to look at the outline, and then flipped through the first few chapters. His attention was quickly attracted, but he immediately calmed down again. He looked suspiciously at Gong Zhuoliang who seemed to be recommending himself.
"I'm so glad you rated it so highly. In fact, I've been planning this article for several years, and I've only written about western magic themes. I hope to accumulate some popularity first, and then publish this article. You know, write There are so many strong players in ancient officialdom themes, I wrote about this from the beginning, and it is not easy to be compared with readers... So, if I want to use this article to change jobs, will Editor-in-Chief Qiao accept it?"
Now that it is impossible to speak the truth rashly, Gong Zhuoliang has no choice but to make everything reasonable and reasonable. Speaking of it, I really want to thank the technological products such as computers and printers, otherwise the first volume of hundreds of thousands of words a month will be published It took a lot of his hands to write, and he couldn't get out the old manuscripts used for fraud.
"You must know that Zhuo Liang's website is currently the most powerful in China, and it is also the first choice of most famous writers, and you already have a good foundation there, and with this article, I believe you can definitely be promoted To the level of a true master, and now you have to give up all this and switch to my website... Please forgive me for being a little hard to believe."
After talking about the serious matter, Qiao Yingze's nervousness and embarrassment just disappeared. He analyzed Gong Zhuoliang's intentions maturely and rationally, but he didn't believe that he would joke about his future for the sake of "repaying gratitude" .
"That's just one aspect. In fact, the main reason is... My current editor is the daughter of the director. She uses my future to force me to associate with her. You know the unspoken rules. There are countless masters on our website. In the eyes of those high-level , One more of me is not too much, and one less of me is not too little, so if I continue to stay, my future will only be completely destroyed, but fortunately, I met you when the contract was about to expire."
Insincerely saying sorry to his cannon fodder editor, Gong Zhuoliang put on a bitter self-deprecating look, and then quickly put away his "vulnerability" and restored that cheerful and free-spirited smile. It can even arouse other people's "desire to protect".
Yes, the desire to protect, Qiao Yingze in his previous life would never lose his emotion when facing Gong Zhuoliang, but in this life, Gong Zhuoliang intuitively believes that it will still exist.
"You exposed your weaknesses to me like this, aren't you afraid that I will squeeze you in the contract? I'm also a profit-seeking capitalist, don't you trust me too much?"
Qiao Yingze didn't think he was a soft-hearted person, but facing Gong Zhuoliang's "helpless and bitter" smile, he felt uncomfortable for him for no reason, and he felt very happy that he chose to come under his banner, but this kind of Happy but has nothing to do with performance...
Qiao Yingze knew that his emotional reaction to the man in front of him was a bit abnormal, just like the time after the ship parted, he followed Gong Zhuoliang's pen name and read all the articles in his author's column, and from time to time he remembered his face.
"If the other party is Ying Ze, who has the grace to save your life, then I will gladly accept any kind of oppression."
Gong Zhuoliang got up and gave an elegant aristocratic salute to Qiao Yingze, then looked at him who was slightly stunned and showed a smirk like his trademark, then sat down and toasted Qiao Yingze with coffee instead of wine.
"You really..."
Unknowingly, Gong Zhuoliang's attention was attracted again, Qiao Yingze hurriedly stabilized his mind and picked up the coffee cup, only then realized that he had agreed to Gong Zhuoliang's 'job hopping'.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly involuntarily, Qiao Yingze lowered his eyes and sipped his coffee, thinking that this is just right? My own company started late, and currently there is no author who can compare with Gong Zhuoliang. If I can push Gong Zhuoliang to the highest position, it will be very beneficial for me to gain a firm foothold in the company...
"Zhuo Liang, do you...do you have any conditions?"
Suddenly thought of a certain possibility, Qiao Yingze couldn't help raising his eyes to look at the person opposite, but just met his gaze staring at him. There were too many emotions that Qiao Yingze couldn't understand, which also made the thought in his heart It deepened, and asked a tentative question.
Gong Zhuoliang, you gave up your current achievements and started over with me, are you really just worried about being sneaked by some director? Or... to help me
"Of course there are conditions, but there is only one, that is, I want you, Chief Editor Joe... to be my editor in person."
Pausing at your place on purpose, Gong Zhuoliang saw Qiao Yingze slightly wide-eyed looking at his cute face, he really wanted to rush over and kiss him hard, but he knew that he couldn't act too hastily now, he had to give in step by step. The little man made it by jumping over by himself.
"I... let me, the editor-in-chief, be your editor-in-chief. You are really confident, so you are not afraid that I will sneak into you too?"
Qiao Yingze seemed to hear the sound of his own heart beating at that moment just now, he made a joke in a disguised way, and then he was a little thankful that they were in an environment like the sea, and the light refracted by the water waves could make the blush on his face less so obvious.
"If it's you, Ying Ze..."
That's really welcome.
Gong Zhuoliang smiled and hid the following words, in fact, he was very eager to make Qiao Yingze sneak up on him quickly.
"What?"
Didn't hear what Gong Zhuoliang said behind, Qiao Yingze subconsciously asked, and the answer he got was the charming smile full of masculine charm...
What Qiao Yingze didn't know was that from the moment he agreed to be Gong Zhuoliang's editor, he had already fallen into Gong Zhuoliang's carefully crafted love net, which lasted a lifetime.