President Gao Leng's little wife

Early the next morning, Xia Yuluo was going to work in the company.

In fact, she was very reluctant to part with her son, that sensible little dumpling.

But the pressure of life is really high now, and she can't lose her job.

If she loses her job, her fate will be miserable.

You can't let everyone, one big and one small, drink the northwest wind.

So when Xia Yuluo started to work, he became a little more serious than usual.

But trouble just came to him.

When Xia Yuluo entered the office, the person sitting in front of her looked up at her.

A faint sarcasm appeared on her face.

"You're late."

Xia Yuluo was slightly taken aback.

Late... Late?
There are still 10 minutes before the official work time at eight o'clock!

On the other hand, the person on the other side said with a straight face:
"We all arrive half an hour early."

"You also have to clean up the entire office, boil hot water, and make tea."

"If you don't do these small things in advance, who will do them?"

"In the morning, I want to drink the coffee I prepared in advance."

Xia Yuluo was slightly taken aback.

The person in front of him seemed to be a little picky.

But people under the eaves have to bow their heads.

Xia Yuluo swallowed her anger and said:
"it is good."

"I see, I will come half an hour early."

"Get some coffee for you."

The person on the opposite side glanced up and down at her again, and then said:
"You're outrageously dressed."

"This is a formal occasion for us, not the nonsensical places you have been in before."

"Who do you want to hook up with in this kind of clothes?"

Xia Yuluo looked astonished.

The clothes she's wearing... she's wearing normal clothes.

It is a simple shirt skirt with a simple and elegant style.

But the person on the other side was not satisfied.

"Go buy a formal suit."

"and also--"

Her tone was clearly criticizing.

But Xia Yuluo could only swallow her anger.

The person on the opposite side was picky for a long time.

She watched Xia Yuluo mopping the floor and pouring water.

She slowly pointed to a USB flash drive in front of her.

"There's a little story in it. Show me the script."

"This task is very important. I want to see the results after get off work today."

Xia Yuluo almost found it inconceivable.

"Off work today?"

The woman opposite looked at her with raised eyebrows.

"How can it be impossible?"

"If you can't even do this little thing, what's the use of you?"

Xia Yuluo stopped talking.

She lowered her head, looked at her toes, and said softly:

"I see."

But this is obviously making things difficult!

This is simply not easy to do.

But she held back.

Xia Yuluo returned to her seat, opened the USB flash drive, and glanced at the story.

The story is very simple, it is a love story reunited after a long absence.

But it is not that simple to write a script.

Inheritance and transition, the plot conflicts.

Character background, character relationship, and various details are indispensable.

It was so complicated, yet she asked for the script to be handed over to her after get off work.

Xia Yuluo took a deep breath and tried her best not to complain.

Xia Yuluo devoted all her energy to her work.

She still needs to make money to buy new toys for her little bun.

Xia Yuluo was so exhausted after writing in a notebook for a whole day that she didn't even dare to drink her saliva.

But the big screenwriter was leisurely drinking tea, watching TV dramas, putting on make-up and reading magazines.

She changed ways to be comfortable, and asked Xia Yuluo to write quickly from time to time.

At three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the big screenwriter said that he had an appointment and left directly.

She asked Xia Yuluo to send the first draft to her mailbox before she got off work.

And it wasn't until night, when it was almost dark, that Xia Yuluo typed out the last word exhaustedly.

She finally finished the first draft.