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Zhao Haitang was extremely confident.
Zhuge Dali pursed her lips: "Actually, you're sparring with the masters every day."
Zhao Haitang: ? ? ? ? ? ?
Curry Sauce: "If I became an online novelist, I could wear a business suit, drink coffee, and communicate with other online novelists. If the authors were handsome and rich, that would be even better."
Zhao Haitang: "Coffee and suits don't suit me. I'm more suited to cigars and Zhongshan suits."
Zhuge Dali looked at the two of them: "Do you two have some misunderstanding about online novel editors?"
The two people: ? ? ? ? ?
......
Zhao Haitang and Curry Sauce arrived at the editorial department dressed in formal attire.
The logo of Qirui Company is displayed on the wall of the company.
Zhao Haitang stared at it in shock.
"Dali, you're actually an online novel editor at Qirui Chinese Network?!"
"That's amazing!"
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Zhao Haitang shouted exaggeratedly.
Curry Sauce looked at him with a puzzled expression: "It's just an online novel website, why are you so excited?"
"Of course I'm excited!"
Zhao Haitang said excitedly, "Because my favorite author is from this website. He is hailed as the only true god in the online literature circle, and he also created various genres and writing styles in online literature."
"He's practically the idol of all online novelists!"
Curry sauce: "..."
Having never read online novels, she couldn't understand why Zhao Haitang was so agitated.
But it does look very impressive.
Zhuge Dali looked at him with a puzzled expression: "Are you talking about capturing the spirit of a character through writing?"
"The true god of online novels, who else could it be but him?!"
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Zhuge Dali smiled slightly.
"Since you like him so much, did you watch the live stream of his only appearance at the annual meeting?"
"Of course!"
Zhao Haitang stood tall and proud, then lowered his head dejectedly: "I didn't see it. At the time, I was preparing for the college entrance examination under my father's coercion, and I didn't have time to look at it at all."
Zhuge Dali nodded and walked to the entrance of the editorial department.
Place both hands on it.
"Next, I'll show you what a real editor is like."
Both sides are justified.
The door was pushed open.
Several figures moved around inside, and the sounds of telephones and noises continued.
The people inside are both men and women.
Their faces were tired, their hair was disheveled, and they looked like they hadn't slept in a long time.
Zhao Haitang: !!! !!! !!! !!! !!!
Curry sauce: !!! !!! !!! !!!
"They felt like they hadn't slept in ages."
"That's normal. If the author doesn't submit their manuscript, the editor can't get a break."
Zhuge Dali led them to their workstations.
Whether it was Zhao Haitang and Curry Sauce's imagination or not, the people around them looked at them with envy and jealousy.
Zhao Haitang asked in a low voice, "Dali, did you offend someone here? Why are they looking at you so strangely?"
“Yes, yes, I feel the same way.” Curry Sauce nodded.
"Have it?"
Zhuge Dali smiled and glanced around: "They're probably all envious because I always submit my manuscripts on time."
Zhao Haitang and Curry Sauce nodded.
This is a very good reason.
Zhao Haitang asked excitedly, "Dali, who is that editor who wrote such vivid and expressive works? Can I go and meet them?"
“His editor,” Zhuge Dali pointed upstairs, “his editor has been promoted to editor-in-chief. He’s upstairs; you’re afraid you won’t be able to get up there.”
Zhao Haitang lowered his head.
Think about it too.
An editor like that would definitely be promoted; why would they still be stuck in a lower position?
"Alright, now I'll assign you tasks."
"Our job is to urge authors to submit their work. No matter what reason the authors give, it cannot be used as an excuse for them to delay updating."
Zhuge Dali opened the folder: "For example, I have a guy named Nicholas Zhang San who says he broke his hand and wants to come to the company to ask for three months of leave. If it were you, what would you do?"
“He definitely needs to rest after a fracture.” Curry Sauce thought for a moment, “Then let him recover properly and don’t rush him.”
Zhao Haitang shook his head: "Three months, and all the readers would have left."
"I think we should help him update his work."
Zhuge Dali smiled and said, "If it were Xu Wen who was pushing for improvement, you two would have failed your courses long ago."
Zhao Haitang: ? ? ? ? ? ?
Curry sauce: ? ? ? ? ? ?
A short while later, a young man with a cast on his arm came in.
However, his appearance did not attract the attention of the editors around him.
It was as if they hadn't seen it at all.
Zhuge Dali led them to the conference room, where Nicholas Zhang San began to play the victim.
"Editor, I didn't want this accident to happen either, but since it has already happened, we have to find a way to make amends."
"do you think so?"
Zhuge Dali didn't speak, but smiled slightly.
He swung the iron hammer and smashed it down.
The plaster shattered instantly.
Curry sauce: !!! !!! !!! !!!
Zhao Haitang: !!! !!! !!! !!! !!!
Nicholas Zhang San was so frightened that he quickly checked his right hand.
result.
Nothing happened.
Zhuge Dali looked at him and said, "Last week, six people came to ask for leave on behalf of the plaster cast. Their performances were much worse than yours, and I didn't approve them. Your struggles are all in vain."
Nicholas Zhang San: "They all plagiarized my ideas."
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I've seen plenty of Zhuge Dali who procrastinates on updates.
"If you had used your creativity on this, you would have finished the novel long ago."
"I'm completely drained of energy right now, I really have no other way to help!"
"Nicholas Zhang San said helplessly."
Zhuge Dali looked at the curry sauce.
Let's see what she does.