Translator: Zayn_
After leaving the hotel, Song Qingyouâs cold face revealed a smile. âThe fox using the tigerâs might is quite useful.â
âI just donât know if Mr. Jiang will come looking for trouble after he finds out.â
âZhizhi, what do you think?â
Jiang Zhihan yawned and meowed reluctantly.
7 donât think so:
Song Qingyou couldnât understand cat language, so she said to herself, âForget it. Heâs just an unimportant stranger. Who cares what he thinks?â
Jiang Zhihan reached out and patted the arm of the person behind him.
âWho said Iâm an unimportant stranger?1
âWeâre at least-â
Jiang Zhihanâs thoughts stopped.
He suddenly remembered that he hadnât officially met Song Qingyou yet.
Their relationship could only be said to be a âmaster-pet relationshipââ¦
Song Qingyou saw her cat wither in the blink of an eye and thought it was just a normal lazy cat.
When she got home, Wen Xia sent her a message saying that The Immortal Demon had been published and sold.
The popularity of the TV series had not dissipated, and the editorial department was very optimistic about the final sales of this book.
On the contrary, it was Song Qingyouâs other book, âGate of the Towerâ.
Although the quality was extremely high, the sales were not optimistic.
In Wen Xiaâs original words: âThis novel can be submitted for competition and awards, but its sales volume may not be as good as other books, unless your identity is exposed.â
When she signed the contract with the publishing firm, Wen Xia had found out that Song Qingyou was Qing Meng and promised to keep it a secret.
Because Song Qingyou wrote science fiction.
The science fiction category was becoming more and more unpopular on earth. A few literary awards had even withdrawn this separate category. Everyone said that âscience fiction is dead.â
Qingyou was mentally prepared for this.
After all, although the entertainment industry on the earth was developed, the literary aspect was very lacking compared to the other similar planes that Song Qingyou had been to.
Soft sci-fi, which was heavily assimilated, had long dragged down the entire sci-fi theme.
There were a few reasons why she chose to write science fiction.
Firstly, the high-tech world in the book was still vivid in her mind. Writing about her own personal experiences and things that left a deep impression on her would be a much quicker process.
Secondly, she wasnât sure if the sales of the book would be good. For someone who was short of money, it was more reliable to aim for the Newcomer Award, which was worth a million yuan.
The editorial department sent the final versions of both books to Song Qingyou.
The slogan on the cover of âThe Immortal Demonâ was, âItâs adapted from the TV series of the same name and is a masterpiece of Qing Meng.â
And âGate of the Towerâ looked like a bundled product.
The cover of the book only stated that it was the newest work of the author of âThe Immortal Demonâ, Qing Meng.
Song Qingyou picked up two books and flipped through them.
Jiang Zhihan jumped onto the back of the sofa and his dark green cat eyes followed the pages of the book.
His shadow lay at the corner of the book, and his ears would only move when Song Qingyou spoke.
That night, the news of Song Qingyou angering Mu Guoliang reached the ears of President Li, who Secretary Liu had mentioned.
The next morning, Chen Lan informed Song Qingyou to go to the office.
At the entrance of the company, Chen Lan saw Song Qingyou get out of the car and ran over in a few steps.
âQingyou, tell me the truth. What happened yesterday?â
âWhen President Yang told me to let you come to the company, he didnât say the reason. He even said that it would depend on your performanceâ¦â
Song Qingyou caught the main point. âPresident Yang?â
âThatâs right! He said that the company has the intention of shelving you now. He was the one who pleaded with President Liâ¦â
Chen Lan asked again.
âThe company wanted me to sleep with someone, but I didnât want to. 1 offended the investors,â Song Qingyou said lightly.
âThisâ¦â Chen Lan opened her mouth, not knowing what to say.
âWhat do you want to say, Sister Lan?â Song Qingyouâs eyes darkened.
Chen Lan stammered for a while. She entered the company and said, âIf youâre not willing to do this, of course I wonât force you. But my thoughts canât affect the companyâ¦â
She brought Song Qingyou to Yang Xiaoâs office and suddenly said, âFor most people in the industry, the prerequisite for success is compromise.â
There was also a small group of people who could live without having to compromise.
Song Qingyou didnât respond and silently followed Chen Lan in.
Her thoughts were very simple
Unreasonable rules were meant to be broken.
In the office, Yang Xiao saw the two of them coming over and poured two cups of tea with a smile.
Chen Lan thanked him. âPresident Yang, 1 brought Qingyou here. About Qingyou⦠Please take care of it.â
âMiss Song has a lot of potential to begin with. The company originally wanted to promote her, but there are always some unavoidable issuesâ¦â
Yang Xiao sighed. âI want to help Miss Song, but 1 donât know her very well. Why donât we talk alone?â
Chen Lan stole a glance at Song Qingyou. Seeing that she had no intention of refusing, she got up carefully.
âThen, Qingyou, give Zhizhi to me. Iâll take it out for a walk firstâ¦â
Song Qingyou handed the cat over.
Jiang Zhihan pushed her hand away, jumped onto the ground, and walked out.
âZhizhi-â
Chen Lan chased after the cat and did not forget to close the door.
After what happened with Mu Guoliang, Jiang Zhihan knew that Song Qingyou wouldnât compromise.
Song Qingyou could probably fight a hundred people like Yang Xiao.
Once Chen Lan left, Yang Xiao could not sit still anymore.
He stood up and said as he walked, âMs. Song, you should know that youâve offended someone, right? To be honest, if it werenât for me stopping them, you might have been ordered to terminate your contract and be compensated by the companyâ¦â
âI put in a lot of effort inside. Miss Song, donât you have anything to say?â
He stood behind Song Qingyou.
âWhat do you mean, President Yang?â Song Qingyou asked coldly.
âMiss Song, are you really stupid or are you pretending?â
âThere is no free lunch in this world. If you want something, you have to pay the corresponding price! Donât you understand what I mean? Not only have you offended a big shot in the industry, but youâve also offended President Li. If you want me to help you settle it, no problem, but you have to be my lover!â
âYouâd better promise me while Iâm still interested in you. Otherwise, I donât mind using a tougher method on you!â
Yang Xiao rushed over to hug Song Qingyou.
As soon as he stretched out his hand, Song Qingyou grabbed his wrist, broke his arm, and threw him onto the coffee table over her shoulder.
Yang Xiaoâs painful groans were drowned out by the sound of teacups and teapots shattering.
Song Qingyou didnât care about his reaction. She went up and kicked him a few more times until he screamed.
âYour gaze disgusts me. Iâve wanted to make a move for a long time!â
âNext time, 1 wonât just beat you!â
Song Qingyou looked at him coldly and left.
Yang Xiao grabbed the coffee table and roared angrily, âYou donât know whatâs good for you! Song Qingyou, believe it or not, I will ban you tomorrow! You f*cking donât want to work again, huh?!â
âB*tch!â
Song Qingyou had already gone out, but when she heard this insult, she immediately turned back, picked up the tissue box on the ground, and kicked it into Yang Xiaoâs mouth!
âWuuuu-â
Yang Xiao was speechless, his eyeballs almost popping out.
Song Qingyou sneered, took a photo of him, and turned to leave..