The Cannon Fodder of Quick Transmigration, she turned black again

Chapter 502 Breaking the Bigger God (17)

It was impossible to know whether his mentality would collapse, but he walked up to her the next day with an unhappy look on his face.

"What's the matter? God Ze?" Shen Ci purposely called Song Ze the name. If he had mentioned this person before, nine times out of ten he would be unhappy.

But this time, there was an exception.

"I promise to sell the copyright, no matter what it is adapted into, but you must manage me well. I am very unhappy by ignoring my behavior."

Shen Ci: "..." This is really using the most vicious tone and saying the most embarrassing words.

"Didn't you say that you are not short of money? Just because I have to run other authors and I don't have time to cook for you? Are you unhappy?"

Song Ze: "..."

"Yes, I paid you to take care of my three meals a day, but every time you deliver the meals, they are cold and not tasty at all, which has seriously threatened my health."

Shen Ci: "..."

Shen Ci smiled, "God Ze, you should know that taking care of your stomach is not my responsibility as an editor alone, and now I... am not short of money, nor will I lose my job."

Song Ze: "..." So will love disappear?
"But I do need to operate some ip adaptation projects, don't worry, I will not slack off within my duties."

Song Ze: That's not what he meant by all this.

But he didn't know where the problem was, so he could only leave with a displeased face, and then directly called Shen Ming, who was picking up girls, to find his place.

When Shen Ming left Ruanrouxiang, he thought that something serious happened to the young master, but when he arrived at the apartment, there was only one alcoholic drinking to soothe his sorrows.

Shen Ming: "..."

"What's wrong with your family?"

Song Ze: "What do you think?"

Shen Ming thought for a while, "Well, I suspect that even if they exile you, you won't even move your brows, why are you drinking alcohol? Your stomach is so fragile, it's hard to get it back, don't mess around .”

"Bring it back? Have you found a cure?"

Shen Ming: "..." This is a psychological problem. If he can cure it, how can we wait until now?
"Isn't this editor Youlong? At worst, you can hire her to cook for you for the rest of your life. Anyway, you can afford the salary."

Song Ze: This person really can't speak.

"By the way, Editor Long, I haven't seen you for a long time. What's wrong? Isn't it because he doesn't care about you?"

Song Ze glared at Shen Ming, "Shut up if you don't know how to speak human words, and drink with me."

"Damn it, I'm busy."

"Busy to indulge?"

"I call it enjoying life, who is like you, an old virgin who has no sex life at all."

Song Ze: "..."

"Be careful, you will get sick sooner or later." After drinking half a glass of wine, Song Ze asked his question, "Do you think my salary is very low? Isn't it obvious who gets more and who gets less as an editor?"

Shen Ming: Well, he understands it. The young master called him over because he had a fight with Editor Long.

Hey……

"Being an editor is of course not as profitable as being a chef. You spend more than finding an imperial chef. What's wrong with Editor Long? I heard Ke Ke say that she seems to have signed a lot of newcomers. You—" before finishing speaking Song Ze stared at him and shut his mouth.

"It's normal for this editor to sign new authors, and you may not be able to persist in writing books. Maybe you will go back to inherit the family business at some point? Will Editor Long face unemployment again?"

"Not a few."

"What?"

"She signed more than 100 new authors in one day."

Shen Ming was shocked, "More than 100? This is really a bit exaggerated. Why did she suddenly sign so many people?"

Song Ze drank another half glass of wine, "If I knew, what would I do for you? Please analyze it for me. I am obviously the most important author, right? I am also a great god, right? Why didn't she even join the group of authors? Me? And now I even prepare meals and have them delivered to me, and I’m extremely perfunctory every day. What do you want to do?”

Shen Ming: "..."

"She doesn't even pay attention to my promise to sell the copyright. Why?"

"Maybe you just want to work hard for your career?" Shen Ming said cautiously, and then he got several looks from the young master as he wished.

"Am I not her biggest career right now?"

Shen Ming: "..."

After taking a bottle of wine, Shen Ming felt that he also needed to clear his mind, "Let's analyze it this way. First, analyze it from Editor Long. Although you treat writing books as a joke and don't have any attitude, you are also angry. Facts, so it’s not practical to give up on you for the time being, and you’re still a fool with a lot of money, and you spend hundreds of thousands of dollars for a meal, who would dislike having a lot of money?”

Song Ze: "..." Why doesn't he like listening to such words?

"So this is not in line with common sense. From your analysis, why are you so angry? This is the point, right?"

Song Ze: "..."

"You don't like to write articles. This editor Long is tormenting others. You can write as you like. If you don't write, you can stop for a few months or a few years. Anyway, it seems that you don't regard this as a career. And she also I didn't give up cooking for you, although I didn't come to this apartment, but what's the matter? Anyway, you can eat, you don't have much demand for food, do you?"

In the end, I asked, "So why are you so angry? Are you going to show weakness? And you are still here to drink away your worries?"

Song Ze: "..."

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

Shen Ming was silent for a while, and then revealed the fact, "You are not innocent."

"speak English."

"You like your editor, you are possessive."

Song Ze: "..."

That's outrageous, "I like her?"

"You are typically jealous. You have already started to worry that you are not the only one with Editor Long. She will have more than 100 babies in the future. You are just uncomfortable."

Song Ze: "..."

Afterwards, Shen Ming was kicked out of the house by Song Ze directly, and then he fell into deep thought, and the result of his upset was drinking too much, and the result of drinking too much was that his whole stomach burned in the middle of the night.

With confusion, he turned on the phone, broadcast a number, and fell into a coma before he could speak.

……

On the other side, Shen Ci received a call in the middle of the night and waited for 10 minutes without speaking.

Then he quickly woke up.

After learning from the system that Song Ze passed out due to alcoholism, he almost couldn't hold back his violent thoughts.

"There's something wrong, you said it was in the middle of the night, is there really something wrong?"

Little Briquette: […] It is estimated that it was forced out of order by the host, but Little Briquette dare not say that.

"Joke about your own life, and then call me in the middle of the night, do you think I will take care of her?"

Little Briquettes: It’s never too late to slap someone in the face if your words are too good.

Sure enough, while cursing, his host quickly called Shen Ming and rushed to Shen Ming's hospital.

(End of this chapter)