crushed

Song Mowen's car had already parked outside, and he walked in with satisfaction.

"Ah Yan..." Song Mowen lay limply on the table, seeing that Xie Chengyin had come and wouldn't get up, he raised his eyes to look at him, pretending to be pitiful.

"I heard that you are going to sign a sale for me? Even the readers know about it, but I, the author, are still in the dark?" Xie Chengyin sat down opposite him, ordered a cup of clear coffee for Song Mowen, and ordered a cup of milk tea for himself , straight to the point and said to him.

"What... this matter..." Song Mowen hid his head in the arms wrapped around him even more, but such a big man over 180cm couldn't pretend to be that cute and pitiful at all, he could only look more funny share.

This kind of performance made Xie Chengyin almost laugh, but he knew that he would lose the joke at this time. This was definitely the editor's trick of "letting all the conversations be done in joy", so he insisted on putting on a serious look.

Seeing that Xie Chengyin was unmoved, Song Mowen had no choice but to raise his head to face Xie Chengyin, and decided to tell the truth: "Ayan, no matter how much you ask, you will not change your words. You see that your image is so good. It would not be a waste if you don't pull it out for a walk. Has your good image been improved? This is a good thing to increase the readership! The boss and I are also out of consideration for making money for you..."

"So you cut it first and play later? Cancel it, I never promised such a thing." Xie Chengyin used to not agree because he hated that kind of public place with many people, and now there is an extra one that Ji Rusong must not recognize. Therefore, it is even more impossible to hold any signing event.

"That can't be done." Song Mowen straightened up all of a sudden, "We have reached a preliminary agreement with the site of the bookstore. We will wait for your third manuscript to be released. If you cancel it, you will lose a lot. I beg your lord to ascend the throne!"

Xie Chengyin endured it, but he couldn't hold it back, and finally he was amused by Song Mowen's last sentence: "What kind of foundation is it? , it’s better to break the contract now when only a preliminary agreement has been reached.”

"My lord, this is something you promised yourself." Seeing that Xie Chengyin refused to eat softly, Song Mowen smiled slyly and stretched his hands into his trouser pockets, looking as if he was about to take out something, "The end is here. There is evidence."

"When did I promise?" Xie Chengyin immediately became vigilant, why didn't he remember that he had any evidence in Song Mowen's hands?

Even if there is, he is always ready to snatch it and destroy the evidence.

I saw Song Mowen fumbled in his trouser pocket for a while, and actually found a mobile phone. He fiddled with it a few times, and Xie Chengyin's absent-minded voice came out from the inferior speaker of the mobile phone.

--Hello?Lao Song, my flower shop is very busy now, if you have something to do, can you call me in half an hour?

——(Xiao Xie, help me wrap these up.)

——(Boss, how do you sell this bouquet of roses?)

——Okay, wait a moment, that bunch of 150, you heard it too, Lao Song, the people in my store now...

- Don't!Don't hang up!I just ask a question!

—Well, then you say.

——It’s the signing of the book when I mentioned it last time. Both the boss and I think it’s the third book, and it’s almost time to meet the readers, but you are so stubborn. If you’re afraid of trouble, we’ll give it to you anyway. Everything has been arranged. When the boss and I were in the second book...

——All right, just do as you say.

--ah?Ah Yan, are you serious?Did I say signing?

—Miss, please don’t pick the matching flowers over there?Song, what did you say?

——I asked you when your third novel was released, did you follow the process arranged by our publishing house?

——No problem, anyway, there are only a few things, so let’s do it that way, what should I do, I’ll just hang up if it’s okay?

--okay!never mind!You keep busy!I don't bother.

The recording ended here. The quality of the recorded sound was mediocre, with rich noises, but everything that should be explained was clearly explained one by one, and no important key sentences were left behind.

Hearing these recordings, Xie Chengyin had mixed feelings and mixed feelings. I blamed myself for ignoring Song Mowen, a villain in my busy schedule, and made a hasty promise not to say anything. In a suspense novel, I haven't thought about such a monster idea before, but I would fall headfirst into such a pediatric trick, it's just a foolish moment in my life!

Just now, Xie Chengyin thought he had the right time, place and people, and happily threatened the editor by dragging the manuscript, but now the other party turned it back with a recording. Not only that, but Song Mowen obviously had the advantage!

This is what Feng Shui turns to say, Xie Chengyin thought dejectedly.

With Song Mowen's character, he must have transferred the recording to the computer and saved it after he got it. Even if Xie Chengyin snatched the phone and smashed it, it would be useless, and he could only stare at the complacent editor.

"You are not joking, my lord~" Song Mowen picked up the clear coffee and took a big sip happily, "Ah~ when you are in a good mood, everything is delicious. I like this coffee, waiter, please refill it for me. "Song Mowen was fully refreshed, and stretched out his hand to call the waiter, as if he was not the one who complained that he would not be able to sleep at night before coming over.

"How could I have such a shameless editor as you..." Xie Chengyin covered his forehead, dejected and annoyed.

Song Mowen ignored his bitterness and hatred, and continued to drink his coffee happily: "How can you deal with a cunning author like you if you are not shameless? You don't know, when you listened to this recording for the boss last time, how old is the boss?" I’m happy, and compliment me on my efficiency.”

"You have heard it from your boss...?" Knowing that there is no hope of returning to heaven, Xie Chengyin had to use his brain from other places, "Can I appear in a strange costume by then?"

"No, you are allowed to wear one hat at most." But the editor firmly rejected the proposal, "Are you hiding from your enemies or what?"

"It's not that serious, I just want to hide from someone." As he said that, Xie Chengyin briefly described the reason and process of his acquaintance with Ji Rusong, "So we can't let him know that I am the author himself, do you understand?"

Song Mowen was stunned when he heard this, and he couldn't believe that such a number one person really existed in the world. After hearing Xie Chengyin's speech, he immediately demanded: "The last general also wants to meet that Zhu Mo for a while! Hope the lord Grace!"

"If you kill someone nearby and set fire to it, you will receive special care from our bureau's discipline team." Xie Chengyin said grimly.

"My lord, you are so cruel..."

Xie Chengyin ignored him, and continued to return to the topic of the signing session: "Can I request that photography is not allowed at the scene?"

"This is possible. Some authors have asked for it before. We just need to discuss it with the bookstore. It can be done while ensuring security. I will coordinate with you when the time comes." Although Song Mowen is a little poor and cheap , but when it is time to be serious, you can quickly return to work.

The prelude to the autograph signing ended with Xie Chengyin's depression and Song Mowen's elation. The former ended in defeat and the latter's overall victory. Xie Chengyin had to think carefully in the next few days, how to make Ji Rusong give up The trip to the third book signing event.

9. Section 9 Robbery...

On this day, Xie Chengyin and Ji Rusong were eating their case analysis meeting lunch in the cafeteria of the police station as usual. It has been several days since the last visit. Xie Chengyin felt that the timing was about right, and he could stop Ji Rusong from going to the signing meeting. He also thought of a reason for stopping Ji Rusong, so taking advantage of the opportunity when Ji Rusong just returned the borrowed suspense novel to him, Xie Chengyin mentioned his own work, hoping to successfully stop Ji Rusong from going.

"I've also watched the "Detective Zhu Mo" series you introduced to me last time," he said.

"How about it?"

"It's pretty good. The author's writing style and skills are good. The structure of the novel is relatively rigorous. The case is intricate and complicated. The suspense settings are all good. The description method is also capable and delicate, and the psychological description is even more real. It is worthy of your strong recommendation." novel." Xie Chengyin bit the bullet and praised himself in the most common way possible, although he himself felt a little unnatural when he heard it, like a middle school student's report after watching a movie, but when he saw Ji Rusong revealing himself Xie Chengyin knew that his boast was in place when his favorite thing was praised by others, but he immediately changed the subject, "But..."

"But what?" Ji Rusong asked hurriedly when he heard Xie Chengyin's turning point.

"Many people say that the author has delicate brushwork..." Xie Chengyin nervously drank a sip of tea for the next thing to say, "Nine out of ten are fat!"

Ji Rusong just took a sip of strong tea, but was so excited by Xie Chengyin's words that he sprayed it all over the table in front of him.

However, the latter did not intend to give up this topic. Xie Chengyin guiltily picked up the tissue at hand and simply wiped the table, and continued: "And those authors who write suspense, I heard that they think about these suspicious points, killing people, throwing corpses, etc. Ah yes, it’s easier to have an internal imbalance, so it’s easy to be bald and acne-prone. Maybe he’s not only a fat man, but also a fat man with acne marks all over his face! Although this novel looks good, the work is good Being good with the author is two different things, for the signing of the third book, you should be careful to leave while you are happy and then come back disappointed." After saying these words, Xie Chengyin touched his face guiltyly,