Lord, I will write novels to support you

Tang Ke stared at those three words for a long time.

Jing Wang Zhu Wenzhen introduced him to Ji Yuan, so Qifeng Bookstore made an exception and recruited him as an anonymous author?

It doesn't make sense at all...

Wu Liangsheng saw Tang Ke sitting there like a wooden pile for a long time, took a sip from the tea bowl, and asked, "What's the matter? It took me so long to read three words? Which word don't you know? Come, sir, let me teach you?"

Tang Ke looked at Wu Liangsheng: "Minister, is your source reliable?"

"Don't worry, news that can be bought with money is guaranteed to be reliable!"

Tang Ke didn't want to understand, what exactly is King Jing going to do?

Before that, the road from him to Tongluo Lane was full of hidden guards staring at him. They wanted to find out where he lived and his real identity. They must have found a reason to punish him.

Then why introduce him to work at Qifeng Bookstore now?

If he wanted to take the opportunity to get rid of him at Qifeng Bookstore, why did he come to work in the bookstore for so long without encountering any ambush?

It's impossible to really feel that you want to help him?

This prince, could it be... that he forgave him after reading his novel, and then heard that he had a crush on King Jing's character, and fell in love with him?

Thinking of this, Tang Ke felt a chill in his heart. He shivered and shook his head, thinking that his brain must be twitching.

Wu Liangsheng patted Tang Ke on the shoulder, "Stop thinking about it here, let's go and have a meeting."

Tang Ke is now a regular participant in the middle and high-level meetings of the bookstore. On the one hand, it is because most of the topics discussed at the meeting revolve around his novels. On the other hand, it is because more than 80.00% of the turnover of the bookstore headquarters now comes from him. book of.

There are two main topics for this day's meeting: one is that the sales volume of "The Merry Prince and the Beautiful Prince" continues to rise, and it is close to the upper limit of the production capacity of the bookstore's internal printing bureau. If it continues to grow, the bookstore will be forced to adopt a limited sales model The second issue is that the location of the bookshelf in the customs department is too hidden, and the number of sample books that can be placed is too small, which causes long-term congestion on the second floor of the bookstore, and also brings a very tedious extra workload to the staff.

Feng Pinglan sat in the most advanced position, briefly introduced the topic, and then encouraged everyone to put forward suggestions or opinions and brainstorm.

Guo Xiucai snorted coldly: "Since the production capacity is insufficient, we should sell it in limited quantities. This kind of novel is not worth promoting to the market at all. If Mr. Ji Ge and other shareholders find out, how much risk will the bookstore take?"

Feng Pinglan nodded lightly when he heard the words, and only said that she had made a note of this opinion, and then turned to Tang Ke without saying anything, "Mr. Xiao Ke, do you have anything to say?"

Tang Ke nodded, "Director, the bookstore's own printing bureau has insufficient production capacity. Is it possible to entrust the order to an external printing bureau for outsourcing?"

Feng Pinglan thought for a moment, nodded, and said in a deep voice: "The method is feasible, but..." She looked at Wu Liangsheng who was sitting in the corner, "The largest printing office in the capital is the Wu family printing office."

Hearing this, Tang Ke followed Feng Pinglan and turned his attention to Wu Liangsheng.

Uncle Wu's family background is really rich...

Wu Liangsheng was leaning against the wall with his legs crossed and drinking tea at this time. Hearing this, he turned his head, looked at Feng Pinglan, and asked with a smile, "The director wants to cooperate with the Wu family? Do you need me to match?"

Feng Pinglan stared at Wu Liangsheng with no expression on his face, and nodded slightly, "It would be best if Minister Wu could help."

Wu Liangsheng nodded vigorously, looked at Feng Pinglan, "Director, are you begging me? If you beg me, I will agree to you."

Tang Ke squinted slightly, looking back and forth between Wu Liangsheng and Feng Pinglan, always felt that the atmosphere between the two was a little weird, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Feng Pinglan was silent for a moment, his face was still calm, but his eyebrows looked a little darker than before, "If Minister Wu is in trouble, that's all, I'll send another person to Wu's house—"

"—Don't bother," Wu Liangsheng interrupted Feng Pinglan by raising his arm high, "I'll go, it's just a matter of one sentence."

Feng Pinglan bowed to Wu Liangsheng, "Then I will trouble Minister Wu."

Wu Liangsheng grinned, and plucked his ears, "Director, are you tired from carrying it all day?"

Feng Pinglan ignored him and went directly to the second topic.

Someone proposed to change the location of the bookshelf in the customs department, but Feng Pinglan directly rejected it, "The distribution map of the bookshelf must be reviewed and approved by all shareholders before it can be changed. If you try to remove the bookshelf in the customs department, Ji Ge will definitely not agree."

After a brief silence, Feng Pinglan looked at Tang Ke again.

Tang Ke cleared his throat, "Director, can the novels of the Customs Department be placed directly on the window sills at the twenty book windows?"

"How can this be done!" Guo Xiucai interrupted him loudly, "How can you openly put your unappealing article in the book window? Isn't it a joke for people to see?"

"Why not?" Tang Ke asked rhetorically, "Where is the bookstore's rule that the bookstore cannot display books? My essay is now the biggest seller in the entire bookstore, why can't it be on the stage?"

Guo Xiucai sneered, and looked at Feng Pinglan, "Director, putting such an article in the book window for all the people who come to buy books to see, it really humiliates the face of the bookstore, the director thinks twice, don't be instigated by him, do something harmful A matter of reputation."

Feng Pinglan pondered for a moment, and said: "It doesn't matter what I think, everything is about the operation of the bookstore. Mr. Xiaoke's words are reasonable, the bookstore has not expressly stipulated that no sample books can be placed in the book window, and there is no distinction between high and low books. In other words, the novels of the Customs Department are not inferior to the books of the Literature and History Department, Mr. Xiao Ke’s proposal is feasible, and I will arrange it as soon as possible.”

Guo Xiucai only thought that Tang Ke was just messing around, but now even the director went crazy, he couldn't stay in this seminar room, so he slammed the table and slammed the door out.

Tang Ke thanked the director again and again for his profound sense of righteousness. After the meeting was over, Wu Liangsheng came over, "How did you learn how to operate the book window?"

Tang Ke grinned, "I learned from our big brand, Mousse."

"What brand? I've never heard of it." Wu Liangsheng said, and drank the tea in one gulp, "Okay, I'll go to Wu's Printing Bureau to help you discuss cooperation. You can write here carefully. I'm running errands this time. You owe me Fei, treat me to dinner another day."

Tang Ke responded with a full mouth, and bowed his hands to Wu Liangsheng: "Thank you, Minister!"

Wu Liang left before his death, and Tang Ke took out the manuscript paper and began to write a "love letter" to his Xianger. He wrote until lunch time. Tang Ke received the work meal and was walking back with several colleagues. The white corner of the tea room in the west.

"Xiang'er?"

Tang Ke was stunned, and walked towards the tea room, only to find that Liang Jue was sitting in it.

Seeing Tang Ke coming in, Liang Jue immediately got up and bowed to him.

Tang Ke smiled awkwardly, "You don't need to salute me."

After Tang Ke finished speaking, he turned around and wanted to retreat, but Liang Jue called out from behind, "Mr. Xiao Ke, stop."

Tang Ke turned to look at him, "What's the matter?"

Liang Jue handed over a piano score with both hands, "Mr. Xiao Ke said before that he would adapt the lyrics and music. I have changed the updated part of your latest volume. I would like to ask Mr. Xiao Ke to read it."

Tang Ke took over the piano score, opened it and read it. The libretto part was very neatly changed, which fit well with the content of his text. As for the part of the song, he couldn't understand it either, so he nodded with a smile. Returning the sheet music to Liang Jue, Liang Jue waved his hand and said, "This sheet music is for Mr. If Mr. wants to give it to other teahouses and restaurants for singing, just give it away."

Tang Ke took the sheet music away, and Chao Liangjue gave a grateful salute, and said, "I'll pay you the money, how much do you need?"

Liang Jue smiled and shook her head: "I said it's for Mr., no money."

Tang Ke's face darkened: "Why did you give it to me for no reason? No money is charged, so you can take this score back, I don't want it anymore."

Liang Jue lowered her head in a panic, and said in a low voice, "If you really want to pay me, sir, can you give me a copy of your update?"

Tang Ke didn't think too much, and said with a smile: "This is too cheap for me. I bought you all the latest updates from the bookstore." After finishing speaking, he turned around and prepared to go to the internal warehouse of the bookstore.

Liang Jue took a step forward and grabbed his arm.

Tang Ke's back straightened instantly, and he suddenly withdrew his arms, put his back behind his back, and looked at Liang Jue vigilantly.

Liang Jue shyly withdrew her hand, and said with a smile, "I don't want the printed version sold by the bookstore, I...I want Mr.'s handwritten version, is that okay?"

Tang Ke looked at Liang Jue and was silent for a moment, "I'd better pay you." After that, he took out the money bag and nodded, "Take this bag, is it enough?"

Liangjue put her hands behind her back, took a step back, and shook her head, "I don't need money, I just want Mr.'s manuscript..."

Tang Ke felt a little suffocated in his chest, and his eyebrows turned cold: "Liang Jue, I won't give you the manuscript. If you don't take money, then please take your score away."

Liang Jue couldn't hide the disappointment in his eyes, hesitated for a while, and reached out to take the money bag.

Tang Ke said "Farewell", turned around and was about to leave, but Liang Jue called him again, "Can I come to the bookstore next time to deliver music scores to Mr.?"

Tang Ke didn't want to refuse: "Don't come, the influence here is not good, I will ask you for the score through Minister Wu Liangsheng next time, you don't have to make a special trip to meet me."

Liang Jue wanted to say something more, but swallowed the words when he got to his lips, and finally only asked: "Then can I stay in this tea room today?"

Tang Ke frowned slightly, "You can do whatever you want, I didn't run this tea room, so you don't need to ask for my opinion."

Liang Jue nodded and stopped talking.

Tang Ke bid farewell to him and went upstairs directly.

After work, Tang Ke finished writing his update and "love letter". Thinking that Liang Jue might still be waiting in the tea room, he left through the back door, intending to avoid him and go directly to the stables to lead the horses, but he saw Liang Jue standing in the distance. Block him by the stables.

Tang Ke's eyebrows and eyes turned cold, and he stood where he was no longer close to the stable.

Liang Jue turned around and saw Tang Ke, walked towards him with a smile, and called "Mr. Xiao Ke".

Tang Ke nodded at him expressionlessly, then silently walked around him to lead the horse.

Liang Jue followed, Tang Ke led the horse out, looked at Liang Jue with cold eyes, and murderous aura filled his whole body.

Liangjue's smile froze, she took a step back unconsciously, her eyes filled with bewilderment, "I... I just wanted to say goodbye to Mr. Xiao Ke."

Tang Ke didn't want to say anything more, so he got on his horse and said, "Farewell."

Liang Jue followed Tang Ke's horse for a few more steps, and stopped when he saw a figure around the corner.

Tang Ke glanced at the reins, and was about to ride his horse out. When he reached the corner door in the backyard of the bookstore, he saw Zhu Wenzhen standing quietly at the door, and hurriedly reined in his horse.

"Xiang'er? Didn't tell you to wait for me in the villa, why did you come to the bookstore again?"

Tang Ke swept away the haze on his face before, put Ma Kankan in front of Zhu Wenzhen, bent down, and stretched out his hand towards him, "Come up, I'll take you back."

Zhu Wenzhen didn't move, he stood there and glanced at Tang Ke's hand in front of his eyes, then turned away with a cold face.

Tang Ke shouted "Xiang'er" again, dismounted in a panic and chased after him, "Where are you going?"

Zhu Wenzhen ignored him, and went straight to Geng Xiaobo who was hiding far away in the alley, squatting on the carriage and looking out.

Tang Ke stepped forward and grabbed him, "Are you angry?"

Zhu Wenzhen withdrew his arm, "You touched that young man's hand, don't touch me again, I think it's dirty."

Tang Ke was stunned for a few seconds before recovering, his face full of helplessness, "I didn't touch him...don't be angry, can't I make it up to you? Where are you going? I'll take you back to Zhuangzi first, the bookstore Too many people are not safe.”

Zhu Wenzhen said coldly: "I have a carriage myself, so I don't need you to send it."

Before he finished speaking, Tang Ke hugged him from behind and put him on the horse's back. After struggling for a while to think about it, he saw that Tang Ke had turned his horse around his waist from behind and turned his horse's head towards Luming Mountain Villa. went.

Zhu Wenzhen writhed left and right in his arms, and said angrily: "You let me go, I won't ride your horse, I have my own carriage."

Tang Ke held him tighter, and chuckled in his ear, "Hasn't Xiang'er's carriage been hidden in the alley before? Why did he suddenly change his mind today? If you want to take a carriage, then I sit with you?"

Zhu Wenzhen was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head with a blushing face, and whispered: "You, you know..." After recovering, he became more and more angry, and twisted his waist to get off the horse, "I don't want to be with you either!" Take a carriage, I don’t want to go back with you, so let go!”

Tang Ke wrapped his hands around Zhu Wenzhen's slender waist, and tightened the band even tighter. He whispered in his ear: "Xiang'er is obedient, don't move around, or you may fall," and kissed him next to the ear, " I'll send you back first, and you can punish me any way you want when you get to Zhuangzi."

Zhu Wenzhen's eyes lit up, and he stopped twisting. He turned to look at Tang Ke, "Really?"

The pink cat ear mask suddenly appeared in Tang Ke's mind, his heart froze, and he smiled stiffly, "Really."

At Zhuangzi, when Tang Ke was dragged to the wing by Zhu Wenzhen, he realized that he was still too naive...

Oh, the cat ear mask is the appetizer.

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