Chapter 110 The premise is a compromise

  After coming out of the hotel, Song Qingyou's cold face showed a bit of a smile:

   "The trick of the fox pretending to be the tiger is quite effective."

   "I just don't know if Mr. Jiang will come to make trouble after he finds out."

   "What do you think?"

  Jiang Zhihan yawned, and reluctantly let out a 'meow'.

  ‘I don’t think so. '

  Song Qingyou couldn't understand cat language, so she asked herself and answered:

   "Forget it, an unimportant stranger, who cares what he thinks?"

  Jiang Zhihan stretched out his paw and patted the arm of the person behind him.

  ‘Who says I’m an unimportant stranger? '

   ‘We somehow—’

  Jiang Zhihan paused in his thinking.

  It suddenly occurred to him that he hadn't formally met Song Qingyou on his own body.

  Their relationship can only be said to be "the favorite"...

  Song Qingyou saw her cat wilt in a blink of an eye, thinking it was just a normal lazy cat.

  Back home, Wen Xia sent a message saying that "Xian Mo Lu" had been published.

  The popularity of the TV series has not dissipated, and the editorial department is very optimistic about the final sales of the book.

   Instead, it was Song Qingyou's other book, "The Gate of the Tower".

  Although the quality is extremely high, sales are not optimistic.

  Using Wen Xia’s original words: “This novel can be used for competitions and awards, and the sales volume may not be comparable to other books, unless you expose your identity.”

  —When signing the contract with the publishing house, Wen Xia knew that Song Qingyou was Qingmeng, and promised to keep it a secret for her.

  Because Song Qingyou wrote science fiction.

  The category of sci-fi is becoming more and more unpopular in Blue Star, and several literary awards have even withdrawn the awards for this separate category. Everyone said 'science fiction is dead'.

  Qingyou was mentally prepared for this.

   After all, although Blue Star's entertainment industry is well-developed, compared to other similar planes that Song Qingyou has been to in terms of literature, it can be said that it is very hip.

  Soft sci-fi with serious homogenization has long dragged down the entire sci-fi theme.

  The reason why she chose to write science fiction.

  One is that the high-tech world in the book is still vivid in my mind, and it will be very soon to write about the things I personally experienced and impressed.

  The second is that she is not sure whether the sales of the book will be good. For her who is short of money, it is more reliable to aim for the Novel Newcomer Award with a prize of up to one million.

  The editorial department sent the final editions of the two books to Song Qingyou.

  The slogan on the book cover of "Xianmolu" is: Adapted from the TV series of the same name, Qingmeng's love masterpiece.

   And Tower Gate looks like a bundle.

  On the cover of the book, only the new work of Qing Meng, the author of "Xian Mo Lu" is written.

  Song Qingyou picked up two books and flipped through them.

  Jiang Zhihan jumped onto the back of the sofa, and the dark green cat pupils followed the pages of the book.

  His shadow is lying on the corner of the page, and the ears on his head will only move when Song Qingyou speaks.

  ——

  That night, the news that Song Qingyou had angered Mu Guoliang reached Mr. Li, whom Secretary Liu had mentioned.

  Early the next morning, Chen Lan informed Song Qingyou to go to the company.

  At the entrance of the company, Chen Lan, who saw Song Qingyou get off the car from a distance, ran over in two or three steps.

   "Qingyou, tell me the truth, what happened yesterday?"

   "When Mr. Yang told me to let you come to the company, he didn't say the reason, and said it depends on your performance..."

  Song Qingyou grasped the point, "Mr. Yang?"

   "Yes! It was Mr. Yang who asked you to come. He said that the company wanted to hide you now. It was he who pleaded with Mr. Li..."

   After Chen Lan finished speaking, he asked again.

  Song Qingyou said lightly: "The company wants me to sleep with you, but I don't want to. I offended the investor."

   "This..." Chen Lan opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.

  Song Qingyou's eyes were dark: "Sister Lan, what do you want to say?"

"I-"

  Chen Lan hesitated for a long while, and only after entering the company did he express his opinion: "You don't want to do this kind of thing, of course I won't force you, but my thoughts can't affect the company..."

  She brought Song Qingyou to the door of Yang Xiao's office, and suddenly said:

   "For most people in the circle, the prerequisite for success is compromise."

   There is still a small group of people who are born without compromise.

  Song Qingyou didn't respond, and followed Chen Lan in silently.

  She has a simple idea in her heart

  —Unreasonable rules are meant to be broken.

  In the office, Yang Xiao saw the two coming over, and poured two cups of tea with a smile on his face.

  Chen Lan thanked her, "Mr. Yang, I brought Qingyou here. About Qingyou...please be more considerate."

   "Miss Song has great potential, and the company originally wanted to praise her, but there are always some unavoidable difficulties..."

  Yang Xiao sighed, "I want to help Miss Song, but I don't know Miss Song very well, why don't we talk alone?"

  Chen Lan glanced at Song Qingyou secretly, and saw that she had no intention of refusing, so she stood up cautiously.

   "Then, Qingyou, give me Zhizhi, and I'll take him out for a walk first..."

  Song Qingyou handed out the cat in her arms.

  Jiang Zhihan opened her hand, jumped to the ground, and walked straight out.

   "Zhizhi—"

  Chen Lan chased the cat out without forgetting to close the door.

  With what happened to Mu Guoliang last time, Jiang Zhihan wanted to know that it was impossible for Song Qingyou to compromise.

   As far as Yang Xiao is concerned, Song Qingyou is probably more than enough to fight a hundred.

  As soon as Chen Lan went out, Yang Xiao couldn't sit still.

  He stood up and walked and said:

   "Ms. Song should also know that she has offended someone, right? To be honest, if I hadn't stopped you, you might have been ordered to terminate the contract by the company and claimed by the company..."

   "I put in a lot of effort inside, but Miss Song didn't say anything?"

  He walked up behind Song Qingyou and stood still.

  Song Qingyou's tone was cold: "What does Mr. Yang mean by that?"

   "Miss Song, is she really stupid, or is she pretending to be stupid?"

"There is no such thing as a free lunch in this world. If you want to get something, you have to pay the corresponding price! Don't you understand what this means? You have offended not only the big shots in the circle, but also Mr. Li. You want me to help you settle the matter." , no problem, but you have to be my lover!"

   "While I'm still interested in you, you'd better promise me, otherwise, I don't mind using tougher methods against you!"

   After Yang Xiao finished speaking, he was about to rush up and hug Song Qingyou.

  As soon as he stretched out his hand, Song Qingyou grabbed his wrist, broke his arm, and threw him onto the coffee table with a shoulder fall.

  Yang Xiao's moans of pain were covered by the sound of teacups and teapots being smashed.

  Song Qingyou didn't care what his reaction was, and kicked Yang Xiao a few more times, kicking Yang Xiao and screaming.

   "Your eyes make me feel sick, I want to do it for a long time!"

   "Next time, it will be more than just beating you up!"

  Song Qingyou gave him a cold look, and was about to walk away after leaving this sentence.

  Yang Xiao grabbed the side of the coffee table and roared angrily: "I don't know what's good! Song Qingyou, believe it or not, I'll kill you tomorrow! You **** don't want to stand up again!"

   "Bitch!"

  Song Qingyou had already gone out, but when she heard the insult, she turned back, picked up the tissue box that fell on the ground, and kicked Yang Xiao into Yang Xiao's mouth!

   "Wooooooh—"

  Yang Xiao couldn't speak, his eyes almost popped out.

  Song Qingyou sneered, took a photo of him, turned around and walked.

  (end of this chapter)