Chapter 57 Song Moshi punched the wall
The morning sun is just right, shining through the clean and transparent glass windows.

Xie Beili's beautiful eyes showed a teasing chuckle, "Am I as boring as you?"

"I was just passing the time, I knew you were not convinced!" Song Moshi smiled heartily.

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In the middle of the night, the beige curtains were not closed, and a thin crescent moon was seen through the slits.

"When will we make it public?" Song Moshi pushed Xie Beili against the wall, "I can't stand it anymore! Don't you find it annoying that people are hyping us up anytime and anywhere?"

"Get out." Xie Beili whispered, "In the middle of the night, Song Moshi, you're crazy, aren't you?"

"Yes, I'm crazy, Su Li, Qiao Ling'er, it's Xiaowei again tonight!" Song Moshi's eyes were red, and he growled like crazy, "You are mine!"

Song Moshi slammed his fist on the wall, roaring angrily, "Xie Beili, you are mine..."

"Second Miss Wen..."

"Second Miss Wen?"

"temperature……"

Wen Qiuwei sat in front of the computer in the office, and suddenly came back from his imagination, "Assistant Li, can I go?"

Was it like that last night?
Harmful!
Who made the two of them come out of the same room in the morning?

Let her fantasies.

"Sorry, no, your resignation has not been approved." Li Ji said, tearing up the resignation letter in front of her.

Throw it in the trash.

"Why?" Wen Qiuwei looked puzzled.

She is an intern.

It's impossible for Xie Beili to really let her be in charge of casting the new movie, right?
If it is true, will someone find her unspoken rules?
"The studio is at the right time to hire people, and it's not easy to recruit people now. Miss Wen Er has outstanding ability, good looks and temperament. With Miss Wen Er here, the work efficiency of others will be doubled! So, I can't agree now. Second Miss Wen's resignation." Li Ji said expressionlessly.

Why doesn't she believe a word?

She came for a few days and did no work at all.

Where can you see that you have outstanding ability?
"No, I really want to resign. Even if you don't agree, I won't come. Director Xie won't sue me, will he?" Wen Qiuwei got up with his bag, "It's not that I don't want to help, it's really my own. Work, too busy."

If she doesn't go home to write a book today, it will be discontinued tomorrow.

As for Qiao Linger in the hospital...

She is in no rush.

"Second Miss Wen." Li Ji stood at the door and stopped her, "The young master is going to see Manchengqian in a while, and he means to let you go together."

"Why should I go? I'm not an expert in negotiating. Do I need an intern to sign the contract?" Wen Qiuwei was puzzled.

What was Xie Beili thinking?

Did Song Moshi really tell Xie Beili?
What if the pigeons are released again this time?
"I went today, can I not come to work in the future?" Wen Qiuwei asked with a smile, "Where is he?"

"The young master will be here in a while."

"I still can't figure it out, what's the reason for my going?" Wen Qiuwei sat down helplessly.

Li Ji explained, "The reason is that you are all Internet writers, and you belong to the same circle. According to the person who came here last time, I didn't see it personally. This city without alcohol may have weird habits. Miss Wen Er, you are also a writer, so maybe you can have something in common. language."

"Okay..." Wen Qiuwei was persuaded.

and many more.

A man's novel, and she writes women's novels, novels, and fanfiction, can they have a common language?
The historical and cultural background revealed in the novel "Generals Die in a Hundred Battles" made all readers guess that the author must be a man in his 50s or [-]s.

In addition to the tiring and hard work of coding, how to protect eyesight, fingers, neck and waist, is there any other common language?
 From now on, there will be at least three updates every day...

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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