After wearing the book, I made the villains cry

Chapter 193 Bole ([-])

"After reading more than 40 chapters, I feel pretty good. The heroine's psychological portrayal is very delicate, which reminds me of my crush on a boy in middle school."

"There are still three chapters to finish, and I'm a bit reluctant to read it."

"Uh, I still can't hold back, and finished reading the author's two updated chapters today. By the way, isn't this the rhythm of abuse? I'm too old to watch abuse, so the author should be gentle."

Su Xi pressed his fingers to his eyes and read through the comments through his fingers.

Originally, she planned to turn off the screen as soon as she saw someone swearing.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a comment on the plot, which shows that this reader has really read her book, and it also aroused some inner touch.

It even reveals a feeling of unsatisfactory...

For Su Xi, a street fighter, this is the first time in a month since writing a book.

Su Xi felt a little happy, so she replied:
"Thank you for your love, I will continue to work hard and start to try to add one more chapter every day next month."

As soon as the reply to the comment was sent, the phone rang again.

Or the notification pushed by the platform:

【Tsundere little fish lost 3 chicken legs to you】

【Tsundere little fish lost 6 chicken legs to you】

The proud little fish...

Su Xi quickly returned to the review homepage:
It turned out that this user who sent several comments to himself was called "Tsundere Little Fish".

It seems that this little fish really likes Su Xi's book.

Similarly, this is also the first time that Su Xi has been encouraged to be fed "chicken legs".

Su Xi's heart began to pound wildly. This was the first time she received such positive comments and encouragement in writing novels.

In the morning, the irritability caused by Fu Meixin was swept away, and after reading all the comments, I felt a little hungry.

It seems that mood does affect appetite.

Looking at the time, there are still four or 10 minutes until the afternoon work time. Su Xi decided to go to the convenience store in the office park and buy some rice balls to make do with it, so as not to get dizzy from hunger in the afternoon and affect work efficiency.

At this time, the office was empty.Everyone has eaten out and hasn't come back yet.

She stood up, and as soon as she walked to the door, she heard a burst of giggling laughter and a low-pitched conversation:

"Really? Does she still write that kind of stuff?"

"Really, I saw it with my own eyes. When I asked her, she was still covering it up, but you also know that she would never lie, and her eyes showed the truth."

"Hee hee hee... I really can't tell. She is still a talented woman."

"You're not a talented girl, you have to earn money to be a real talent. Otherwise, anyone can write casually on the Internet."

"I know, you really think I said she is a talented woman, hahaha, I just think it's for fun."

It turned out that Fu Meixin came back from dinner with two female colleagues at the front desk.

Several people were chatting lively at first, but when they met Su Xi's eyes at the door, they immediately stopped talking.

Fu Meixin pursed her lips, as if she was trying her best to hold back a smile, she looked very polite, and stood aside to make way for Su Xi.

Su Xi was expressionless and walked out without saying hello.

Just after taking two steps, I heard whispers of talking and laughing from behind:

"He is a great writer, so coldness is inevitable."

"That's right, so I made way for her, how polite I am."

"Can't be offended, can't be offended."

"Hee hee hee... she is so funny. She really thinks of herself as a character."

Su Xi's pace slowed down, and she really wanted to turn around and scold them, but in the end she quickened her pace again and left the corridor of the office.

After all, the other party didn't name them, and they rushed back and scolded them, and they would grab the pigtail and say that she was messing around and being crazy.

After eating two rice balls in a hurry, the work accumulated in the morning was accumulated in the afternoon. Su Xi was so busy until he got off work that he didn't even bother to drink.

At 05:30, the work finally came to an end. She felt that she was extremely thirsty, so she took a cup to the water dispenser to get water.

The drinking fountain is facing the vice president's office.

The door of the office was ajar, and the voices of conversation inside floated out from time to time:

"Mr. Zhang, there is one more thing to report to you. I noticed that Xiao Su seems to be using her working hours to do things that have nothing to do with work..."

"Well, I didn't delay my work. I heard that the customer's evaluation of her is not bad."

"I just think that if she tells other colleagues about this, it will have a relatively negative impact. If colleagues think that they can do whatever they want during working hours, then the company will be in chaos."

"..."

You don't need to look back to know that it must be Fu Meixin who put on the shoes for her in front of the vice president.

Su Xi sneered, and deliberately closed the door of the water dispenser with a loud voice.

The conversation inside stopped abruptly.

After nearly two months of work, Su Xi has gradually gained confidence in her professional ability in her job.

Several times, when I was in personal contact with the client, the client hinted to her that if she gets bored with this company in the future, she can contact him immediately. Their company is also recruiting for marketing positions, and the price is easy to negotiate.

Since it is poaching people, it will definitely not be lower than the previous company.

Su Xi had the bottom line in her heart, so she didn't bother to care about Fu Meixin's little tricks.

For such a narrow-minded person, working with her will only increase troubles.

It's just that Su Xi has always been confused. Everyone was just strangers. How could Fu Meixin feel so hostile towards her?

After work, I bought fried noodles with eggs downstairs in the rented room. Su Xi quickly turned on the computer and began to upload today's updated chapter.

Open the author's background, and there is a red "①" in the small icon of "Private Message".

Apart from some official announcements from the platform, no readers have ever sent her a private message.

Su Xi thought that this time it was likely to be a notification push from the platform, so he clicked on it casually, and the top of the dialog box displayed:

"Proud Little Fish"

Isn't this the reader who gave himself a good review in the morning and then ate "chicken legs".

"Hello, author, I like your article very much, can you add a personal contact information?"

"Let me introduce myself. My name is Yu Zichun. I'm a literary book broker. I run a small team that can help potential authors promote new books, sell copyrights, etc."

"If you have the intention of promotion and copyright, please come to me."

It turned out to be from the publishing industry.

No wonder, her comments look very professional, and she thinks more about the plot and structure, which is different from the reading angle of ordinary readers.

Su Xi thought it wouldn't be a bad idea to make friends in the publishing industry, maybe there would be opportunities for cooperation in the future.

She has never thought that with her current achievements, she can have an agent to take care of her works. She still has some self-knowledge.

Three yuan for one pair of keys, three yuan for ten yuan—she doesn't deserve it.

If you don’t deserve it, you don’t deserve it, but this is the first time that practitioners in related fields have actively contacted you since you wrote the book, which can be regarded as an expansion of your personal relationship.

(End of this chapter)