I have to do a task today too

Chapter 417 The Part-time Overlord's Little Wife 3
Seeing that it was already three o'clock in the morning, Su Ran felt that it was not surprising that she died suddenly in the next second.

The girl didn't want to sleep at all, she even adjusted her posture from lying down to sitting up, it's hard to sleep on such a comfortable bed, it's hard to read a book on it.

Sure enough, before Su Ran had this thought, the girl turned over and got out of bed with the reader, put on her slippers and went downstairs, then sat back at the desk, turned on the warm-colored desk lamp, and started writing. Write and draw.

Su Ran: "..."

So a bald writer?
Looking at the various small ideas on the manuscript paper, Su Ran was in a daze.

The girl was still writing her outline on the manuscript paper, but Su Ran couldn't control her line of sight, so she could only follow the content on it.

Jie Tingyi, this name has appeared many times.

The name was indeed somewhat familiar in her mind, and she must have heard it before.

But, don't you really sleep, sister?Is it really not sudden death?
I glanced at the clock inadvertently, it was already four o'clock...

The girl read a book on ideation skills, read through it, and read a book of writing materials...

When will this outline be finished? It will be dawn soon.

A little light leaked out from the dark curtains, and it looked like the shadow of some monster. It seemed that it was really dawn.

The original owner seemed to have noticed this too. She glanced at the curtains, then at the manuscript paper she wrote, thought about it, and obediently went to the bedroom to sleep.

Su Ran: My ancestor finally fell asleep, don't worry.

When I woke up, the curtains were still tightly closed, and my eyes were a little blurry. I turned on the small wall lamp by the bed, and I couldn't tell what time it was.

The girl went downstairs, and the real time on the clock was 05:30. When she opened the curtains, her face outside was like a misty dusk, and it was like the early morning when the sun was rising, and it was hard to distinguish day from night.

She was hungry, and the sound of cooing sounded in this small space. She rubbed her sunken stomach and walked to the open kitchen.

The refrigerator was actually empty. Su Ran was speechless looking at the kitchen with only the condiments left.

So how did you spend so many days?The girl skillfully turned on the phone, then opened the takeaway software, found a fairly pleasing order in the historical order, and clicked to make another order, pay, and complete.

Su Ran: Isn't it too convenient and troublesome, sister?

There was still some time to wait for the takeaway to arrive. After washing up, the girl also sorted out the messy manuscripts in the living room.

There were a lot of manuscript papers, she didn't hug them at once, and then scattered on the ground with a clatter.

The girl was a little discouraged, but in the next second she resigned to her fate and continued to clean up.

From the perspective of God, Su Ran is a little tired. Is this the sequelae of black and white?The limbs are uncoordinated, and the physical fitness is worrying.

After packing up, the takeout was delivered.

The girl ate hastily, then continued to sit at the desk and began to write outlines and ideas day and night.

Su Ran finally understood why the original owner was so thin and pale. He eats one meal a day and stays out at night. Can he not be thin or white?But it's so strange, she is clearly herself...

After nesting in this small apartment for a few days, Su Ran finally figured out what the original owner was.

I basically read those resumes and my own information. This original owner is really me, but it also proved my guess. This world really exists in parallel with my original world. It is the same, but the trajectory of life is different.

For example, this "herself" is not an orphan, she also has a grandfather, and her life trajectory since she was a child is similar, living in H City, elementary school, middle school, and university are the same. As for work, she is currently a freelance writer. I write a series on a fairly good publishing house, occasionally accepting some manuscripts, and the audience is very young.

In fact, it can be regarded as a young writer who has just emerged. "Herself" currently has nearly a hundred thousand fans. She is not outstanding, but she is not mediocre.

The people I know are still the same, except that there is an extra grandfather, who is my own, who found me before I was sent to the orphanage, and then avoided the fate of going to the orphanage.

It is this grandfather and himself who seem not to be close. Grandpa is a retired university professor. The only thing an old pedant knows about raising a little girl is to give money. In short, if the money is enough, the child is not short of money, so there is nothing wrong with this house. Grandpa bought it for her when she graduated from college.

I have to say that this method is a bit too simple and crude.

What she has been busy with these days is the manuscript that will be handed in soon.

The outline of this story was only completed when she arrived here on the first night.

After working on the manuscript for the past two nights, I managed to type out the manuscripts for the next two issues. I can take a break, and the prototype of the protagonist of this new serial is the big boss behind the publishing house—Jie Tingyi.

Jie Tingyi, the president of the Jieshi Consortium, took over the consortium from his grandfather three years ago. Since then, he has started a series of vigorous and decisive methods. During the year, the market value doubled nearly ten times, creating a miracle of a huge industrial chain.

As far as the publishing house is concerned, it is actually just an insignificant existence under the Jieshi consortium, but because the old man Jie prefers this industry, he set up a publishing house for fun, and did not put the backbone on it, but Also, the publishing industry is not profitable these days, it’s just about clearing one’s name.

About Jie Tingyi's image, "I" has already recalled it, so Su Ran is quite clear about it.

But there is one thing to say, this character is really in line with the image of the overlord, she can't find other adjectives, the domineering self-macho habitually has a prejudice against women, after analyzing such a series of characteristics, it really is still A domineering president is more suitable.

How did "I" know this boss?I don't have any memories of this, but it must have been a very good process, otherwise I wouldn't have put such an unpleasant character prototype on the president.

The newly serialized story seems a bit clichéd at first glance, it is about the love and love between the boss and his little wife, but the idea is more novel, abandoning the previous male strong and female weak, and starting to take the route of female consciousness awakening, After all, equal rights between men and women is the mainstream now. As a writer who wants to catch hot spots, he is still very sensitive to this situation.

It's just that I have been troubled for a long time because this character is not plump enough.

(End of this chapter)