The painting style changed too quickly.
From the corner of Chuli's eyes, she saw Xiaoniao's little face turn from white to blue at that time, and she was still secretly relieved.
At this time, Lao Miao was still repeatedly checking the contract in his hand. He was sure that it was signed by Zhou Chuan himself and not drawn by Chu Li himself. My son didn't know how to deal with it all at once.
The expression on Yu Yao's face changed quickly, and he blinked for a moment: "Did you take it down? "Luohe Divine Book"? You took it down, when did you tell us— "
If it weren't for you guys to rush the ducks to the shelves, I'm going to talk about it next week.
Unexpectedly, this play came out this morning.
Chu Li glanced at Lao Miao, bit his lower lip: "This matter has been done for almost twenty days, and the contract is also placed with Mr. Zhouchuan. It was not until last night that Mr. Zhouchuan told me that he agreed, and I can get it today." contract, so I went over early in the morning…”
Lao Miao glanced at the date of the contract, the date was left blank, probably after Yuanyue Society stamped it and then filled it together. Lao Miao glanced at Chu Li, then put the contract together and said nothing.
Yu Yao: "Wake up so early in Zhouchuan?"
"..." Thinking of Crayon Shin-chan's pajamas, Chu Li twitched the corners of his lips and opened his eyes, talking nonsense, "It's just a contract, and I brought him breakfast."
Hearing this, Yu Yao sounded very satisfied. He nodded "Yes" and glanced at Chu Li with satisfaction like a Lafayette: "He can handle things. All right, since you get all the contracts from Zhou Chuan It’s a great credit for coming down, I will not only keep you, but also try to get you more salary... "
Chu Li's eyes lit up, and a big stone fell to his heart. He felt that there was a normal person who could speak, and immediately swept away his gloom: "Really?! Thank you, editor-in-chief!"
Yu Yao's voice was not too loud, and it happened that the whole office could hear it. Xiaoniao was a little confused by the sudden change of painting style. Hearing this, there was no smile on his face at this time, and he looked up in a daze. Looking at Lao Miao, Lao Miao was on fire at the moment, and gave her a hard look... But Yu Yao just pretended not to see the flickering, his eyes wandered, and he stretched his neck: "Then since the contract is done Alright, let's start this project, Xiaoniao, go and print the full text of "Luohe Divine Book" in A3 size and bind it into a book—"
At this time, Lao Miao, who had been holding a dead body beside her for a long time, came back to life.
He put down the contract in his hand, and quickly followed Yu Yao's words: "By the way, I have written the essay for the first school, more than 400,000 words, and I must prepare it before Friday next week for me to enter the second school... this book It's very important, it's the main publication of "Moonlight" this year, you are a new editor, you have to work hard and take responsibility."
Xiaoniao heard the words, responded, and turned around to find the document to print—
The smile returned to her face.
The proofreading of a book is generally divided into three stages:
The first school is the fastest. Usually, it is a rough look to find typos or wrong sentences, and then mark the book with red handwriting. This work is most suitable for new editors who have just entered the magazine;
The second school has the most workload. While checking for gaps and making up for mistakes missed by the first school, it also needs to proofread the products of the first school. The second school takes the longest time and has the most complicated process. Marking beyond the pen traces, this work is generally handed over to senior editors;
After the third school is completed in the second school, the printouts used for proofreading will be returned to the hands of the people of the first school, and the people of the first school will complete the final inspection. If there are any omissions in the last inspection, they will be marked with pencils...
After the three schools, the printed booklet was sent to the editor-in-chief of the publishing house intact for final review.
But at this moment, Lao Miao stopped the proofreading job without waiting for Yao's arrangement, and Chu Li didn't even have time to realize what was going on—
She thought about it, and subconsciously felt that Lao Miao was so attentive, there must be something wrong with this... Just as she was about to say something, a flash of light flashed out of her corner of the eye, and suddenly she saw A Xiang, the editor-in-chief, look up. Chu Li blinked his eyes lightly, then frowned, and pointed to the mobile phone with his finger slightly.
Chu Li accepted, and looked down at the phone without any trace, only to find that Ah Xiang had sent her a WeChat message at some point, which said—
[A Xiang: The person in charge of proofreading is usually the editor of the book. Give them this job. From today until the book is released, publicized, and sold, it doesn’t matter to you what it sells.]
First ceremony: "... ... ..."
At the beginning of the ceremony, the mobile phone was almost thrown out, and the sentence "I'm fuckin' mother" was almost cursed out!
Fortunately, Ah Xiang reminded her at this time, otherwise she would have made a wedding dress for someone else without knowing what was going on!
The book she had worked so hard to find!
She promised to give Zhou Chuan Juju a book to sell well!
She swore it!
These people are actually going to exclude her directly from the plan? !
whats the f*ck? !
It's okay to be squeezed out by those little tricks before, this matter is related to himself, it is related to Zhou Chuan, it is related to Chu Li's promise to Zhou Chuan, Chu Li can no longer sit idly by! A burst of courage filled with raging anger surged in his chest, Chu Li ignored Lao Miao and turned directly to Yu Yao, as if holding on to the last straw, and smiled stiffly—
When he spoke again, his voice was a little anxious: "What about me? Editor-in-chief, I ran to the door of Zhou Chuan's house every day and squatted for more than ten or twenty days to get back this contract. Alright..."
Yu Yao: "Then..."
"Otherwise?" Before Yao could finish speaking, Lao Miao interrupted first, "Chu Li, don't be nervous, I still have "Hua Li" every year, and I am anxious to find someone to proofread it, and I am about to hand it over to you..."
Chu Li was silent for a while: "Why don't you ask Xiaoniao to do "Hua Li"? I just want to make the book I signed."
Lao Miao pretended to be surprised and widened his eyes: "Oh, Chuli, you are dissatisfied with my arrangement, aren't you? - Ouch, it seems that Zhou Chuan signed the book "Moonlight" and not you personally, right? Li, you are so boring, you signed the contract and successfully passed the internship period. Our entire editorial department is very happy for you. Now everyone is working together to complete the follow-up work. What are you so dissatisfied with? Hikawa and his old man appointed you to do it Is the editor responsible for this book?"
First ceremony: "..."
Row.
The first level of officialdom crushes people to death, are you awesome
Looking at Lao Miao in astonishment, Chu Li clenched his fists.
Nails dug deep into the palm of the hand.
She shook her head and smiled: "That's not true."
Lao Miao rolled his eyes: "Then it will be done."
While talking, he turned his head and walked away arrogantly; Chu Li looked at his back, fell silent for a while, and sat back in his seat, thought for a while and said: "Anyway, I disagree with this decision." , are all newcomers brought by you, Lao Miao, even if I didn't get the contract back, the first school or the third school should have my share, why is there only Xiaoniao?"
Lao Miao laughed: "What's the use if you don't agree? What's the difference between proofreading "Hua Li" or "Luohe Shenshu"? Or do you look down on Niannian?"
First ceremony: "..."
Chu Li slapped the mouse on his hand hard, and Lao Miao froze for a moment—
For a moment, the atmosphere in the entire office was a little stiff.
Yu Yao's eyes turned to everyone, and after a while, he said in a calm tone: "Okay, okay, what are you arguing about, Chu Li, please don't say a word, Lao Miao, don't be weird-"
Lao Miao: "Oh, why am I so yin and yang? I am an old editor and I have to be educated by newcomers? Before this, like them every year, I have been leading Hiukawa..."
Yu Yao sneered: "Wait, why is it the same as Niannian and the others? Isn't Zhou Chuan the author you are bringing along? He also consults with me if he has anything to do."
After Yu Yao's rhetorical question, the righteousness on Lao Miao's face was a little stiff, and he stopped talking for a moment.
Yu Yao glanced at Chu Li who was sitting on his seat with his head bowed and silent: "Chu Li, don't worry too much, the proofreader is not in a hurry, it's better to follow his own opinion for the books of Zhou Chuan, so as not to be disturbed." What's not pleasant... "
Lao Miao let out a prolonged "Oh", glanced at Chu Li, raised the corners of his lips, as if to say again: It seems that Zhou Chuan will turn towards you, who are you.
…
Next, there is a long working day, and you have to endure the coquettish giggles of birds and hens; there are also the strange sighs of Lao Miao beside you and the sound of typing on the keyboard...
Chu Li didn't know how to get through this day. Fortunately, the next day was the weekend and we didn't have to forcefully see Lao Miao's wicked face. Otherwise, she didn't know if she would break down and resign on the spot. …
When everyone left the office, Chu Li was the last one to leave, squeezing the bus and the subway. When she got home, it was almost 8:30 in the evening, and she found that she forgot to buy dinner.
Climbing into bed, she turned on her mobile phone Q and found that Mr. L was sharing with her how unpalatable the crispy salted chicken was. After touching her stomach that was still empty, Chu Li smiled wryly and typed—
[Saijun invited by the monkey: I haven’t even eaten yet, you’re still complaining when you have something to eat.]
[Mr. L who disappeared: Then you are going to eat, do you want me to feed you?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: No appetite.]
[The disappearing Mr. L: What the hell kind of love is this?]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Break up!]
[The disappearing Mr. L: What's the point? We broke up after only one afternoon? !]
Chu Li rolled her eyes. She didn't know how many times she rolled her eyes today. She threw away the phone and was about to ignore Mr. L, when a voice call came from the other side. Chu Li hesitated—I've known you for so long , because she has always maintained a pure and beautiful relationship with netizens, she never speaks to Mr. L...
She grabbed the phone, pressed answer, and before she could speak, she heard "Hello" from the other side—
The voice is deep and magnetic.
It actually sounds pretty good.
Chu Li opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say—at this time, the other side only heard the faint sound of her breathing, knowing that she was obediently staying by the phone, but didn't speak, so he continued to say: "Why? What's the matter, you? It's like eating gunpowder?"
The man's voice is gentle, with a calmness that can completely extinguish people's anger.
Chu Li sat on the bed, hugged her knees, and stared at the phone for a while... Amid Mr. L's overly nice, overheard and familiar voice, her heart, which had been tense for a day, suddenly relaxed, and she slightly He frowned, and then said in a slightly hoarse and slow voice: "The probationary period is coming to an end, so I took Riukawa's contract back to the publishing house today. Not happy—he didn’t like me at first... Later, when I took this thing out, I thought it was all right. At most, Lao Miao was upset. Who knew that when he arranged to follow up on this book, he left me behind in all the work—he actually left me alone, Is there any mistake? This book was signed by me, and I squatted in front of Hikawa’s house every day like a fucking dog to sign the contract... "
Mr. L quietly listened to her incoherent complaints, until now he suddenly opened his mouth and said helplessly: "... Hirakawa didn't treat you like a dog, so don't lead me in."
"You're not Hikawa, you know what a fart!"
"So mad at you for resigning, pat your ass and leave."
"It's Lao Miao who died, not Yuanyue Society. I'm not a deserter."
"Besides," Chu Li took a picture of the phone, as if she could beat up the person on the other side of the phone, "My other colleague told me that if the proofreading can't be done, basically the rest of the book's work It has nothing to do with me—how can I do it? When I signed the contract, I promised Zhou Chuan that I would sell this book well for him, promote it well, and make a good-looking cover for him... Now this book has nothing to do with me, Ren Zhou Maybe Chuan thinks I'm just a liar who knows how to draw big cakes... "
When Chu Li said this, he felt even more aggrieved, and couldn't help but choked up his voice—
"He used to laugh at my magic pen Ma Liang."
Mr. L heard the sound of the mobile phone falling to the ground.
And dogs barking.
... He also has a dog
Chu Li's head has become a paste, just thinking about it in a daze, raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and his eyes quickly became blurred again, tears fell down, she really didn't want to cry, but listening to Mr. L With a patient and gentle voice, she let herself go...
Just sobbing and crying.
"No, what's the big deal? Why are you crying?" The man on the phone had a grumpy voice, and it sounded like he was frowning, "This matter has been settled? The editor of this book has been settled? You didn't resist? Usually If you're a tiger, why are you fucking willing to suffer from being dumb at this time?"
"It's not settled yet, I resisted," Chu Li couldn't stop crying, the grievances of the past few days seemed to be flooded, she said intermittently, "I resisted, but the old man Miao is the deputy editor... "
"The deputy editor is like this, what a fart he said?"
"... At least it's better than what I said."
"Who is the editor-in-chief? Doesn't it count if Hiukawa said that? Yuanyue Club decided to be the editor-in-chief just after asking him after eating a brain-dead pill? Don't you want to cooperate in the future?"
Mr. L's voice is deep, and he looks very dignified because of the irritation... During this series of questioning, Chu Li sniffled, her mind cleared up, and she became a little less desperate and lifted her head from her knees: "No, the editor-in-chief did say I want to ask what Hikawa means..."
There was a pause on the phone, and a few seconds later, the man's anger subsided a little, and he asked in confusion, "Then why are you crying?"
"What's the difference if you don't ask? Hirakawa can't face me! I managed to get it back!! My Hikawa! I'm going to be kicked by a pig! Can I not be in a hurry!!"
"... When will it become your daytime... Forget it, and you know that he is not toward you? He is not toward you and still gives you the bookmark?"
Mr. L's words fell, and he heard the twitching sound stop... Just when he thought that Chu Li was persuaded by his powerful words, at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of yelling over there, and broke down crying—
"It's over!!! Baduzi, what you said is the opposite, now Zhou Chuan really won't face me!!!"
"..."
"Why can't you shut your crow's mouth! There was still a glimmer of hope in your heart!"
"... Fuck you, uncle, which trash bin did I pick up from, you crazy?"
The opposite person "baji" hung up the voice communication.
After a while, Chu Li heard the phone vibrate—
[Mr. L who disappeared: Get out and eat! Don't play dumb here!]
Chu Li stared at the phone and hiccupped.
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Bah.]
[Mr. L who disappeared: Alright, then forget about starving to death.]
[The sailor invited by the monkey: Break up!]
[Mr. L who disappeared: ... childish ghost.]