My tenant is really high street and rich

Shen Wei, who rushed back to Haisen Apartment non-stop, turned on the computer first thing after entering the house, and then paid routine attention to the cats and dogs in the two cages who were anxiously begging to be cuddled, and then Facing the document, I wondered how to modify it.

Just when I was about to write down the general revision ideas, I received a daily call: "Mr. Shen, have you seen all the documents I sent to your mailbox?"

"Oh, I've received the email, but I haven't had time to read it yet." Shen Wei turned on the hands-free phone, put it on the desk, and never moved his eyes from the document on the screen.

"If you are very busy, you can look at attachments 2-7 in a less hurry. Attachment 1 is the most urgent. The manager of the other company who is in charge of this project has asked me several times. They are really anxious. Please read it first. If there is no problem, I will come to you tomorrow morning to sign."

"I'll just read Attachment 1 now. If there's no problem, you can reply to the other party tonight." As he said that, he quit his novel file, opened his mailbox and read the email from his assistant Xiao Runbo.

He quickly and carefully read the email, and said to Xiao Runbo: "You can reply to them now, yes, no problem, they are just in a hurry to get a letter, right? They are not in a hurry to sign a contract, are they?"

"That's right, that's right, you need to be trustworthy. If you sign the contract, as long as you can sign it tomorrow."

"Okay, then you can give them a reassurance now. As for signing, don't come to me too early tomorrow." Shen Wei paused and said, "I'm going to stay up late tonight, and I don't want to get up too early tomorrow."

Xiao Runbo answered over there, but he didn't hang up the phone for a long time.

"Anything else?"

The other end hesitated and said, "Mr. Shen, are you going to stay up late writing a novel?"

"Ah."

"Mr. Shen, I don't know if I should say this, but I still want to say, try not to stay up late, especially if you stay up late to write novels, it's... not worth it."

"What do you mean staying up late to write novels is not worth it? Staying up late can be divided into three or six grades? Do you think staying up late to write novels is lower than staying up late to read contracts?" Shen Wei's voice obviously cooled down.

"Mr. Shen, I didn't mean that..." Xiao Runbo was obviously flustered, "I really didn't mean to look down on writing novels, I just, I just, I think it's better to stay up late... I just saw someone in Moments A friend said that his college classmate died suddenly, he was only 27, and the child was not yet full..."

"You think I will die suddenly too? Curse me?"

"I'm not, I'm not, Mr. Shen, listen to me..." Xiao Runbo wanted to cry at this moment, wishing to slap himself a few times.

Shen Wei couldn't hold back anymore, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'm teasing you, see if you are in a hurry."

Only then did Xiao Runbo heave a sigh of relief, and Shen Wei said again: "Help me order a bouquet of flowers, my sister's birthday is tomorrow, you can decide what size to buy."

Xiao Runbo responded repeatedly, and asked cautiously: "Do you want me to hand over gifts or something?"

"Well, I've prepared it a long time ago, and you will take it away when you ask me to sign it tomorrow."

Xiao Runbo hesitated again for a while, and asked tentatively, "You really... don't plan to go back?"

"Why?" Shen Wei looked at the desk calendar in front of him, and suddenly thought of a very important question, "By the way, please don't tell my family which website I am writing on, you didn't tell me?"

"Mr. Shen, I don't even know which website you wrote it on, how can I tell your family?" Xiao Runbo was also heartbroken.

"That's not necessarily true. You might have noticed it a long time ago, and you're pretending to be confused."

"I really do not know."

"That's enough, let's not talk about it. In short, no matter if it's my grandfather, my parents, my sister, or my nanny and housekeeper, no matter who asks, you just say you don't know."

After the call was over, Shen Wei opened his novel file again, and recorded the points that he thought of that should be revised one by one. He wanted to send it to Su Xingmang immediately to check the time. It was already very late, so it was better not to affect him have a rest.

After all, people with children at home either go to bed early with the children, or wait for the children to fall asleep before starting to work on their own affairs. What if Su Xingmang is the former?

Or send it to him tomorrow morning.He got up to serve the cat master and the dog master, and finally sat down in front of the computer and opened several other files in the email that Xiao Runbo sent him.

It was already late at night after everything was dealt with, but he didn't feel sleepy. He wanted to start to make major changes to his novel, and he wanted to hear Su Xingmang's opinion before making a decision.

He couldn't fall asleep anyway, he leaned on the side of the bed and looked at the desk calendar again and became dazed.

It has been a month since he left home and the company, and he doesn't know how long it will take to achieve his goal and return home to the company.

He is a rich third generation, and he is different from the idle rich third generation. After graduating from an Ivy League school and returning to China, he chose the least promising company among the many companies in the family group, which was regarded as weak by his grandfather and father. In two years, the company became the third in the industry.

He still wants to be number one, but the company's soft and hard power is still far behind the industry's boss and second child, but it leaves the fourth and fifth far behind, and they are one step forward for a while. It is too difficult, and it is absolutely impossible to be overtaken.

He simply wasn't in a hurry, and stabilized the current situation first, and then found the right time to further develop.

Suddenly relaxed, he began to think about writing down the exciting stories that he often conceived in his mind.

He has always had a dream of being a literary youth, but he has been busy studying since he was a child, taking various extra-curricular training classes, and even rushing to meet deadlines every day after attending an Ivy League school. How can he have free time to create?

Now that the company is on the right track, it is not in a hurry to expand further. It is just at this stage that I can write novels. Maybe I accidentally become a famous Internet writer?

He excitedly wrote an article, that is, the football article, but was repeatedly rejected when applying for a contract.

If you don't sign it, don't sign it. Anyway, he doesn't rely on the manuscript fee to make a living. He still continues to write with a dull head, and he writes very happily every day.

But when it's high and high, it can't move.

The reason was that his father, Shen Huaiyang, visited the company on a whim.

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Xiao Runbo who hung up the phone was also very worried.

After Mr. Shen left, he didn't know when he would be able to return to the company.

They claimed that Mr. Shen was on a business trip. For a month, directors of various departments always asked him when Mr. Shen would return from his business trip, but he was always speechless.

He also wants to know the answer!

He remembered the battle between Mr. Shen's father and Mr. Shen that day.

Originally, the companies that Mr. Shen’s father, Shen Huaiyang, had no business relationship with Mr. Shen’s company. He has not been to the company for two years since Mr. Shen took over. I don’t know what happened that day, and he didn’t say hello. Called and walked to their company.

It just so happened that he ran into him, and naturally he received him warmly.

"Is Shen Wei in the office?" Shen Huaiyang asked him.

"Yes, I'm just about to go in and deliver some materials to him."

He knocked on the door, and entered Mr. Shen's office with his front foot, and Shen Huaiyang also stepped into the room slowly with his back foot.

Mr. Shen looked up at the moment he entered the door, saw that it was him, and didn't care, and continued typing on the screen after looking away, without raising his eyes again: "Just put the documents on my desk. I'll find you when I'm done with my work."

The sound of the mechanical keyboard showed that the owner of the keyboard was working very hard, but Xiao Runbo knew what Mr. Shen was busy with.

At this time, Shen Huaiyang had already turned to Mr. Shen's computer desk.

Xiao Runbo wanted to remind Mr. Shen that it was too late.

At that time, Mr. Shen's upper body was in a suit and leather shoes, which was clean and neat, while his lower body was only wearing a pair of beach pants!Or the colorful beach pants covered with coconut trees!

Moreover, under the desk and in front of the boss chair, there is a round stool that can be rotated. At that time, Mr. Shen had one leg resting on the stool casually, while the other leg was erected too high. That posture was quite unsightly. .

He, Xiao Runbo, was no longer surprised.The CEOs of other people's homes are always pondering projects with coffee in front of the French windows, while their own CEOs either stand in front of the large French windows and pull their hair to conceive the plot, or sit in front of the computer without looking at the screen and type.

Moreover, he always sits in front of the computer for a long time without moving his nest. He always thinks that the trousers are too restrictive. Every time he enters the office, he has to take off the trousers and change into his super comfortable pair of beach shorts.

Anyway, the people who came into his office to report work did not dare to turn in front of him, because they couldn't see that the underside of his suit was so inconsistent.

He only changes back into his trousers when he has to meet clients.

Xiao Runbo can turn a blind eye, but it doesn't mean that Shen Huaiyang will turn a blind eye.He watched as the originally gratified smile on Shen Huaiyang's face solidified little by little, and after scanning Mr. Shen's screen, he pressed Mr. Shen's hand that was still typing like flying: "What are you doing? What is this written about?"

Mr. Shen shook his hands, moved his legs in a panic, and stood up in a hurry: "Dad, why are you here?"

"Why can't I come? What the hell are you writing?"

Mr. Shen tried to switch the screen, and Shen Huaiyang sneered: "Don't hide it, I can see clearly, what' he knelt down, picked up the football and kissed it hard...' said! What are you writing? "

Mr. Shen didn't hide it, and he couldn't hide it. He lowered his head and said, "I'm writing a novel."

"Writing novels?" Shen Huaiyang's tone changed, "Writing novels here when you're not doing your business? You, the boss, take the lead and don't do your job. Do you want everyone in the company to follow your sidelines?"

"They don't know that I write novels..." Boss Shen felt a little guilty.

"I don't know? Just say that Xiao Xiao is not surprised at all, how can he not know?" Shen Huaiyang said and turned his eyes to Xiao Runbo: "Xiao Xiao, do you think you know?"

Of course Xiao Runbo didn't dare to lie, he buried his head and looked at his toes: "I... know."

"He is the only one who knows about the company's ups and downs." Boss Shen is still explaining.

Shen Huaiyang didn't listen at all: "Whether anyone knows or not, you are not doing your job properly when you write this in the company! How long have you been working and you are starting to stop making progress..."

"How can I say that I don't want to make progress?" Boss Shen also had an opinion.

"Oh?" Shen Huaiyang sneered again, "You mean that your income from writing novels will also be a major source of income for the company?"

"I didn't say that."

"Then tell me, how much money did you earn writing novels?"

"I... just started writing not long ago, and haven't signed a contract yet."

"If you haven't signed a contract, that means you haven't made any money yet?"

"Correct."

"If you don't make money, what are you wasting your time and energy for?" Shen Huaiyang was startled at first, and then seemed distressed, "I'm not saying that you have to be busy with work all the time, you should also combine work and rest, but you have free time to go on a fitness trip , or fall in love, it’s fine! Why do you have to make things difficult for yourself? Does it make sense to be busy?”

"Of course it is meaningful! These are the stories I wanted to write, and I wrote them out. No matter whether it is good or bad, it is very meaningful!" Mr. Shen expressed dissatisfaction.

"But you didn't sign the contract! Why didn't you sign the contract? It means that the editor doesn't like you!" Shen Huaiyang paused and asked Mr. Shen, "How many people read your novel?"

"Now... not many people watch it." Mr. Shen said truthfully.

"Then how many words have you written?"

"It's more than 40 words now."

The air seemed to freeze for a while, and Shen Huaiyang suddenly raised his voice: "Then do you still need to waste time on this? You see, if you don't sign a contract, it means that the editor doesn't like you. Not many people read it, which means that the readers don't like you. The combination of the two means that the market looks down on you, and that you are not this material! People have to face up to their own shortcomings, why do you have to write if you are not this material? Can you prove to others that you are really not good?"

This "no" seemed to irritate Mr. Shen, and he raised his head: "You have no right to say that I can't! You don't read novels, and you don't know the market for online novels!"

"So what if I know the market? I do know that there are many authors of online novels who make a lot of money, but does that have anything to do with you? Only those at the top of the pyramid can be called successful in every industry. If you can't even sign this contract, you've been crushed to the bottom of the pyramid!"

"Just because I haven't signed a contract now doesn't mean I will never be able to sign it! Which author didn't come here step by step?" Mr. Shen blushed.

Shen Huaiyang was also anxious: "I'm doing this for your own good, and I don't want you to waste your time and energy on such meaningless things! Why are you so stubborn and don't cry when you see the coffin?" He paused for a while. In a tone that cannot be refuted, he ordered: "From now on, don't write another word!"

"Why?! It is my freedom to write novels, and you have no right to interfere!"

"I am your father, I have no right to interfere?" Shen Huaiyang suddenly reached out and pulled down the mechanical keyboard, smashing it on the ground, "I interfered today, how dare you not listen?!"