Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

  Chapter 711 Double-sided president, so hard to coax (7)

   "Your martial arts plot is very compact, the story is tortuous, the fighting plot is also very exciting, coupled with the love entanglement between the male and female protagonist and supporting actors, it is really attractive."

  "As for me, it is appropriate to real life, deeply analyzes human nature, the emotional line is very tortuous, the heart and the body are tortured, to the final perfect counterattack, and the elation is the deepest feeling of many people in this era. Popularity is also normal."

  444 is very excited: [The editor has called for the manuscript, then we should send out all the things you have written in the past few days. 】

  "You can't send it all at once. You can guarantee 10,000 words in three days."

  Other serial novels only come in 1,000 words a day, and she has 3,000 words a day, and it is enough to publish two books at the same time.

  As for the collection of poems, the newspaper is going to publish it at a rate of one poem a day.

  【Why? ] Shouldn’t it be done as soon as possible?

   "No amount of newspapers and periodicals can be published." People always have to publish something else, right?

  With a stable income, Su Qiao's heart is let go.

  Living carelessly, practicing ~www.readwn.com~, writing novels and poems, and sometimes composing songs for lyrics.

  She also asked Liu Ma to buy some herbs for her, make a facial mask by herself, and put on a facial mask every day before going to bed to maintain the skin.

  I sincerely turn my life into a poem.

  *

  Five days later, in the afternoon, Su Qiao put down the book in his hand.

  【Are you sure it is today? 】

  According to the trajectory of his previous life, Zhang Jingyu will be attacked today, severely injured, and a broken leg.

  [It’s true, the big devil has already gone to Paramount. 】

  【Host, don't hesitate, if he is late, he will have his half life gone. 】

  It looks like it will be dark now, and Su Qiao is not too slow, 444 is very anxious.

  Su Qiao thought for a while, and went downstairs to support Liu Ma.

  The reason is also very appropriate. Liu's married daughter was also expelled from her husband's family recently.

  She gave Liu Ma ten yuan and asked her to buy two chickens for her daughter to make up, and by the way, she took two days off.

  Oh, men nowadays are crazy.

  Since someone started a divorce, many self-respecting men shouted the banner of emancipating the mind and removing the feudal dross, and began to divorce their wives and make new love.

  Divorce is like a suit, a top hat, a fountain pen, gold glasses, and a pocket watch. It has become a fashionable thing.

  Fortunately, if you are marrying a big family with a bit of status, the marriage certificate is generally official and passed by the government department, so you can’t easily give up.

  But many ordinary people only have private marriage contracts. The man gives up, and the woman has nothing to do.

  Mama Liu’s daughter is like this. After being kicked out by a man, she heard that she had committed suicide, but she still failed to save the man’s heart.

  Mum Liu is only fifty years old, but her temples have turned white. This is all recent worry.

  She looked at the ocean in her hand with moist eyes: "This...it doesn't make sense. Madam, you are already merciful when you leave me on vacation. How can I still want your silver dollars?"

  Su Qiao pushed her hand back and squeezed it tightly: "It's okay, you can take it."

  "You have taken care of me for so many years, and I have nothing to repay you. You know my situation, and you don’t know what will happen in the future."

   Liu Ma tightly held Dayang and wiped the corners of her eyes: "Madam, you are so good, the second youngest.... The second youngest will definitely see you well one day."

  Such a good lady, why didn’t you meet a good man?

  In addition to the birthmark on the face, the wife is dignified and elegant, knows the book and courtesy, can write poems, can play the piano and chess, she is obviously very good.

  Thinking of her lifeless daughter, her eye sockets are more moist.

  Su Qiao raised the corners of his mouth, slightly sarcastically.

Ha ha.

  The man?

  She doesn’t need him to see her well.

  (End of this chapter)