Otherworldly Merchant

Brother Wei put on his clothes and said: "But now you can get involved. Anyway, I've sold the stuff. I know you'll have the patience to take it back. It's hundreds of thousands of dollars when you turn around, which is called win-win. ”

I said, "Win-win, you're a fraud! ”

“Don't be so ugly, everyone does this business, you dare to slap the breast guarantee, all your selling pussy is safe and reliable, no one has ever pitted? Don't lie to yourself, we're in the same business as selling drugs, knowing it's not good, but someone's always holding their thighs and begging you to sell it to them. What can you do? It's just a mixed meal, don't make yourself so hard. ”

I have nothing to say about Wiggo's professional conduct.

He packed his things in a big box and dragged them away. He put on a pair of sunglasses and looked like he was in a bad mood. As he walked away, he said to me with shame: “Boss Zhang, I owe you a favor this time. I'll cooperate when I have time! ”

After he left, I couldn't help but sit down and hold my head. Yin Xinyue asked me what happened, and I said, "I'm a little suspicious of my professional life now. ”

She consoled me: “Nor can I think so. I think that all you have to do is ask, and you can't guarantee happiness for everyone. Besides, some people are just willing to trade the rest of their lives for a moment of happiness. It's all their choice, it's none of your business..."

Again, Yin Xinyue will comfort people. I feel a little better. Tell her to stay in touch with the writer for the next few days. If anything goes wrong, I will come out for him for free.

It's disgusting to have this happening.

As soon as I got back, I started preparing, going through the data, drawing some spiritual symbols.

However, a few days later, there was no news from Meng Dongno. I also followed his Sina Weibo, which was updated daily. The content was nothing more than some emotional awareness, or today it was in good condition, and the writing was particularly smooth.

The peanut pen seems to be working steadily.

Almost half a month later, I was busy here. Forget about this. At Yoon Shin-yue's dinner this day, Meng Dong-no gave the script to the director in advance. The director's overall evaluation of the work was very high, saying that it reached the Hollywood script standard! It's just that there are a lot of misspellings, some places are upside down, people can see a fog, and you need to find someone else to polish it before you can use it. Meng Dongno is a graduate of the Chinese department, literary cultivation is good, according to theory, he will not make these low-level mistakes, the director guessed that he was in a hurry to work.

I asked Yin Xinyue: “How many words is a script? ”

“For more than 40 episodes like him, there must be more than 800,000 words. ”

“Oh my God! ”

I have a high school classmate who is an internet writer, who survives 10,000 words a day, subscribes a thousand words for a few cents, and earns 200 dollars every day just like his grandson.

Though the writer appears to be quite scenic, time is freely at his disposal, and he doesn't have to be scolded by his boss, but he works harder than any other job.

Eighty thousand words in half a month. What kind of concept is that? You have to write more than 50,000 words a day, and it's not about moving bricks. Sometimes you have to stop and relax your brain, think about it, and don't say anything about it. Even if you put a ready-made manuscript on it and let him copy it, you have to sit in front of your computer for more than 10 hours a day.

With such intense brain work, I was worried about Meng Dongno's physical condition. I proposed to visit him in the afternoon. Yin Xinyue promised.

In the afternoon, Yin Xinyue and I drove to Meng Dongno's house, a medium and high-end residential area. His current marital status was divorced. Two children were sentenced to mother, basically nestled in the code words at home, and occasionally went to meet with the director to discuss the plot.

I pressed the answering machine downstairs and it rang for half a day before they answered. I immediately identified myself. Meng Dongno replied with a very tired voice: "Excuse me, please come back. I am writing something and it is not convenient to receive customers right now! ”

“Isn't he finished with the script? Why are you still writing?” Yin Xinyue asked.

“I'm afraid it's demonization.” I frowned dark.

“Shall we go in?” Yoon Xinyue Dao.

“Of course we're going in! ”

We waited downstairs for a while until an aunt came back and opened the door with a key card.

Meng Dongno lived on the fifth floor. I reached out and was about to knock on the door. Meng Dongno roared in the house: “Get lost, get lost, leave me alone! ”

“He doesn't admit it now!” I said, reaching for the door, but Meng Dongno just ignored me.

“He won't open the door, why don't we come back next time?” Yin Xinyue proposed.

“No! The worse he is now, the more he must see him today.” I thought about it and said, "Soft can't do hard, find someone to pry the lock! ”

“Now the police have to open the lock.” The Iranian Crescent is worried.

“You don't have to look in the street, just look for Li Mazi! ”

I immediately called Li Mazi and told him to take all the unlocking guys with him. He had an important mission to attend to.

Soon, Li Mazi's butt came upside down, and I asked him: "Li Mazi, you're not sloppy enough to unlock the lock, show me your hand. ”

“Unlock this lock?” Li Mazi's eyes slipped away.

“Mmm.”

“I didn't blow it to you, like a regular burglar lock, I stabbed it open with a toothpick.” Li Mazi laughed.

He pulled out the guy and started working, bragging as he did: "Count me down, count me down to 20 seconds, even if it's too late for me. ”

When I counted, he screamed "open” and pulled the door by hand, but the thread didn't move.

“Pretending to fail, right? This face is so loud!” I said with a smile.

“That's not right!” Li Mazi looked down at the lock: “The door was unlocked from the inside, someone was inside! ”

“There's a man.” I replied.

“Why didn't you say so? Just knock on the door. You're free to test me, aren't you? ”

“Then knock. ”

Li Mazi really went to knock a few times, the heavier the knock, Meng Dongno suddenly yelled: “Get lost! Leave me alone. ”

“Who is this, so angry, have you eaten gunpowder?” Li Mazi wondered.

I told him roughly what happened and told him that the door had to be opened today, otherwise Meng Dongno might die inside.

As soon as Li Mazi heard that he was a client, he immediately came to his strength. Why didn't I tell him earlier? I told him that I was half responsible for this incident, so it was compulsory labor and I had no money to take it.

“I don't have the money to take it.” He was exasperated as soon as he heard.

“I didn't force you. You unlocked it for me. I'll give you a few hundred bucks to unlock it, okay?” I said.

“Love me in your eyes, is that the kind of asshole who admits nothing but money? Don't talk nonsense, I'll open this door for you right now.” Li Mazi shouted.

As he said, he took a hand shake diamond out of his bag and let's give him the wind.

Li Mazi slowly drilled with his hand. The process was boring. He turned his head as he drilled and asked me: "Brother Zhang Jia, how much is this fresh flower pen worth? ”

“Look at you, three sentences are not divorced from nature.” I couldn't help laughing.

“I'm just asking.” Li Mazi leaves his mouth open.

After drilling for a while, the whole lock core was broken, then Li Mazi stuck the two little scratching hooks in, drumming a few times, and only heard a click of the door open.

Li Mazi still has a technique that he can use.

As soon as I walked into the living room, I smelled a choking nose. There were empty bottles of wine, leftover lunch boxes, cigarette butts all over the floor. I threw a lot of dirty clothes on the couch, the curtains were pulled, I didn't know how long it had been since I saw the sun. Anyway, the house was about to get moldy.

“Oh, my God, do writers live this dark, sunless life?” Li Mazi covered his nose and said.

“Let's split up.” I just said, after all, I don't understand their lives.

Meng Dongno shouted again in the bedroom: "Get lost! Get the fuck out of here, you bastards! ”

The three of us face each other, what is the situation, how can we be scolded? We did nothing.

And, of course, he broke into a burglar door.

In the end, I decided to go in there and see if he could beat us up with a writer with the power of an unbound chicken?

As soon as I walked into the bedroom, I noticed a gloomy aura. I looked inside and I was frightened. There were not one person in the room, but five!