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Curry Sauce: "It's very interesting, can I go for an internship?"
"You want to change jobs?" Zhuge Wenruo looked at her as if saying, big sister, you don't have a fever, do you?
Dali: "You don't want to be Lawyer Zhang's assistant? You don't want to go to Lao Bu and Ruo Ruo's small cake factory? They are recruiting people, waiting for a good opportunity to become the company's elders."
"I can't help Lawyer Zhang. I can only serve tea and water. The small cake factory, let me tell you, has a group of funny graduates, but the company still pays attention to the ability to go up and the weak to go down. It feels weird to mess up all kinds of things and keep being cute..." Curry Sauce said tactfully.
In fact, she was about to be eliminated by the small cake factory.
Everyone present understood.
Zhao Haitang: "Are you sure you screwed up on purpose?"
"Oh, my life is so boring now. My photo album is full of screenshots, text messages are full of verification codes, WeChat is full of subscription numbers, phone calls are full of harassment and customer service. I want to change my life direction..." Curry Sauce changed the topic.
Then I imagined: "If I become an online editor, I can wear professional attire, drink coffee, and communicate with all kinds of talented authors. If I can meet handsome and talented authors..."
"Stop, you seem to have some misunderstandings about the business of web editors...Forget it, you can go with me this afternoon and become an intern editor." Dali said.
Zhao Haitang: "I'm going too! I want to compete with the great author."
Zhuge Wenruo felt bored, so he turned around and went back to the house to sleep.
But was pulled back vigorously, and said: "Ruoruo will go with me in the afternoon."
"No... okay, let's go together."
Zhuge Wenruo agreed.
System: "Congratulations to the host for triggering the task: become a copy reminder, knock the gong 100 times, and get the chance to sign in."
That's why he said yes.
in the afternoon.
Zhuge Wenruo followed Dali and the other three to the Kunlun Chinese website,
One enters where the editors work.
As soon as he walked to the door, Zhuge Wenruo smelled gunpowder smoke.
Various editors called to remind them to change, and ran up and down the aisle, with papers flying all over the sky.
The hair on the editor's head is all messy.
Zhao Haitang: "Is this the editorial department or the battlefield?"
Curry: "They look like they haven't slept in days."
"The author procrastinates, and the editor can't take a break. Come on, let me explain the work. I am in charge of 20 authors. Each author must write at least 3000 words a day, and more than [-] words. What we have to do is call to remind Even!!!"
"Ensuring that each author hits targets on time and is ready for unexpected situations."
Wearing a professional suit vigorously, he introduced formally.
Curry: "What unexpected situation?"
"For example, one of the authors I'm in charge of is Nicholas Zhang San. He just told me that his hand was broken and he couldn't type. He would have to stop for three months... This is also my first test for you. Whether you are qualified for this job is up to you!"
Said vigorously and seriously.
"Oh, I see." Curry seemed to know what to do.
"Leave it to me." Zhao Haitang patted his chest, promising to complete the task.
Zhuge Wenruo: "..."
It feels amazing to be able to remind others to update without being urged one day.
Chapter 380 You great god, is it serious?
Nicholas and Zhang San came quickly with a plaster cast and sat in the reception room.
Outside the reception room, Dali glanced in through the glass and said;
"Curry, wait a minute, you go first! Then Zhao Haitang, and finally Ruoruo."
The three nodded.
The four walked into the conference room.
Zhang San was not surprised when he saw so many people, when everyone sat down after saying hello.
I saw him caressing his plastered arm with a sad face, and said: "Dali, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect such an accident to happen, I'm really sorry"
Dali gave Curry a look.
Curry understood, and immediately cleared his throat: "Zhang San, for your situation, I think you have injured your hand, you should take a good rest, and you can write again when you recover."
"Really?" Zhang San asked happily.
"certainly……"
Curry Sauce wanted to continue talking, Dali hurriedly interrupted: "Of course it's fake! She was just playing a joke on you."
Then Dali gave Zhao Haitang another wink.
Stretching out his hand and shaking Zhang San, Zhao Haitang said: "Hi Zhang San, I'm Nicholas Zhao Si! After thinking about it, when you recover from your injury, the readers may all run away, I will help you complete the creation together of."
Zhang San said pleasantly: "There is such a good thing? You want to help me write?"
"Of course, what book are you writing?"
"The domineering president is in love with Princess Meow."
"What? The boss is hiding something, you can actually write girls' romance novels?"
"Hahaha, don't dare, don't dare."
"I'm going to read it now!"
"Thanks for the support."
After Zhao Haitang finished reading: "Your plot design is a little unreasonable..."
"Where is it unreasonable?"
"Look, Chapter 32, the male lead set off a hydrogen bomb for the female lead as birthday fireworks. It's just a birthday. Is it necessary to blow up so many people?"
"This is no longer a domineering president, but a Thanos president."
Zhang San refused to accept: "You do it, you go!"
Zhao Haitang sarcastically: "If I comment on a refrigerator, should I still be responsible for cooling it?"
"Also, Chapter 93, the hostess heard the president's subordinates address the president as him instead of her, and then learned that the president is a man. Tell me, how did she tell if it was him or her?"
In the end, the two almost got into a fight.
"Stop, Zhao Haitang, shut up!" He pulled the two away vigorously.
Dali gave Zhuge Wenruo a look, signaling him to go.
Zhao Haitang probably got so angry that he went out to smoke.
Zhuge Wenruo sat in his seat, put his hand on Zhang San's arm that had been casted, and exerted a little force.
"It's stuck!"
Gypsum turned into fragments.
"My God." Curry Sauce covered his mouth in fright.
It's too bloody to crush the plaster of the severed hand like this.
"Ah ah ah."
Zhang San raised his hand and cried out the pain.
"Okay, stop pretending." He gave his younger brother a very satisfied look, and vigorously said to Zhang San: "Yesterday, there were six people who came to ask for leave with plaster casts, and three depression patients. Worse than you."
Zhang San said awkwardly: "Those guys, they copied my idea."
"If you had used your creativity in writing, you would have finished it long ago." Dali snapped.
"Let's be more accommodating for a few more days." Zhang San begged.
"I've thought of several directions for you. Even if the main line can't continue, you can write the branch line first?"
"But I've been stuck recently, and I have no inspiration at all!"
Feeling that I have been deceived, Zhang San actually lost his hand?
So curry sauce complained: "An uninspired author is like a salted fish."
"Oh, no, there is still a difference between you and Xianyu, your appearance is relatively low!" Zhao Haitang walked into the room to make up for it.
Zhang San: "..."
When he turned his head again, he saw Dali holding a big horn.
And shouted in his ear: "Don't go back and write soon?!"
"Ah! Let's go."
Zhang San fled in despair.
Looking at the exaggerated loudspeaker, Curry Sauce: "Dali, is it really okay for us to stimulate him like this?"
Dali: "I'm trying to show you off! In case the author thinks you're easy to bully."
"What if he really can't figure it out? Can't you give it a few days?" Curry Sauce said softly.
"There are tens of thousands of difficulties. The manuscript cannot be broken. It is the job of the online writer to code every day..."
Before Dali finished speaking, there was a burst of cheers from outside.
"Ah! The manuscript has been delivered!"
The four went out.
Zhao Haitang was puzzled: "Why are they so happy?"
"Every time an author completes a manuscript, the editor will strike a gong. This is a glorious moment for an online editor." Dali explained.
"Have you knocked?" Curry asked Dali.
"I have knocked 33 times, and my goal is to knock 100 times before the end of the internship." Dali seemed determined to win.
Zhuge Wenruo was watching.
But suddenly he was hugged.
"Who is it?"
As soon as Zhuge Wenruo turned around, he saw Zhong Xiaoqin.
"Sister Zhong? What are you doing here?"
"Haha, of course I'm here to give away the new book contract!" Zhong Xiaoqin said truthfully.
"right."
If Zhuge Wen heard the words clearly,
Zhong Xiaoqin is still a young girl who usually goes home from get off work and writes novels on the Internet to subsidize her family.
"Miss Zhong."
Dali also hugged Zhong Xiaoqin.
"Hey, Lili."
"Sister Zhong, this is our roommate in an apartment, Zhao Haitang, curry sauce."
Zhuge Wenruo introduced.
"Hello sister~"*2
"Hello, all right, I'm going to deliver the contract."
Zhong Xiaoqin finished speaking and left.
"I'll go, such a beautiful female writer, Dali, if I am an intern, can I also be in charge of such a beautiful writer?" Zhao Haitang thought.