"Editor-in-chief, in case you lose the bet..." Nie Weidong frowned and asked, "The "New Martial Arts" magazine can just..."

  Feng Feng smiled, interrupted Nie Weidong's words, and handed the U disk in his hand to Nie Weidong, "You will understand after reading this."

  Nie Weidong looked at the USB flash drive in Feng Feng's hand, and was shocked in his heart. What kind of excellent work is it for the editor-in-chief to agree to the conditions?

  Is this "Sentimental Swordsman Ruthless Sword" really that good? ! Can the editor-in-chief surrender such conditions? !

  Fengfeng yawned, took a sip of coffee, walked into his office, and raised God to work.

  ……

  Nie Weidong took the U disk and plugged it into the computer, and began to read the manuscript of "The Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword".

  At noon, Feng Feng glanced at Nie Weidong, who was still staring at the computer, with a fascinating smile on the corner of his lips, and made a call to order two takeaways.

   "Xiao Nie, I have your lunch!" Feng Feng smiled and put the takeaway on Nie Weidong's desk.

  Nie Weidong was immersed in the novel and did not notice what Feng Feng said at all, and Feng Feng was not annoyed, but the corners of his lips became deeper.

  In the afternoon, Nie Weidong kept seeing the three words "completed" before stopping.

  Nie Weidong’s lips raised a big smile. No wonder the editor-in-chief said that he would understand after reading this.

   "The Amorous Swordsman Ruthless Sword" will be another classic of martial arts novels, with a novel writing method and a clever serial concept, such a work is no less than any martial arts master.

  This transaction is only profitable!

   "Editor-in-chief, I'll contact An Zhi Ruo Su!" Nie Weidong didn't even eat lunch, and rushed to the editor's office to reply.

  ……

  Shu Cheng chewed the candy, frowned slightly, his eyes rested on the text message she had sent to A Xiaorong on the phone.

   [SMS content: I have a big hormone I want to release. ——Shu Cheng]

  The corners of the young man’s lips were pressed slightly. Her daughter-in-law hadn’t heard back from her for a long time. Could something be wrong?

  Or is the daughter-in-law angry because she did not reply to him these days?

  The boy put on his clothes and wanted to follow the route in his memory to go to A Xiaorong’s castle.

  ……

  "Ting Bell..." The phone rang.

   Shu Cheng frowned, took the phone out of the bag, and pressed his slender finger on the answer button.

  "Hello, I am Nie Weidong, editor of "New Martial Arts" magazine. We have agreed to your terms. When will you have time to meet to discuss the contract in detail?"

   Shu Cheng frowned, and his voice faintly passed into Nie Weidong’s ears: “I’ll talk about it later. Now I’m going to chase my daughter-in-law. If I run away with someone, I’ll have nowhere to cry!”

   "Beep--"

   "Beep--"

  Nie Weidong looked at the phone that was hung up in his hand, and didn't know what to say.

   "What did An Zhiruo Su say?" the editor-in-chief Feng Feng asked anxiously.

  Nie Weidong blinked his eyes and looked at Feng Feng, not knowing what to say.

   "What the **** did you say, hurry up!" Feng Feng frowned, "Does An Zhiruosu disagree?"

  Nie Weidong shook his head.

   "Then what did he say?" Feng Feng also let go. The conditions are too high, "New Martial Arts" magazine can't bear it.

  Nie Weidong took a stunned look at Feng Feng and said, "After he said something was going on, he said... Now he is going to chase his wife..."

  Fengfeng was also stunned, chasing his wife? !

  The latest issue of "New Martial Arts" is coming out soon. The contract has not been negotiated yet. He is going to chase his wife now? !