Sensual Novelist and President of Zhuiwen

Chapter 18 A Little Perfunctory

The president waited until he got home and clicked on the latest chapter. Yu Wenke really wrote the bathroom play he mentioned last time.

There is a whole chapter of bathroom play, just for the sake of slapping, it is too perfunctory.

So the president commented.

Yingying: "It's a bit perfunctory."

"Pfft..." Yu Wenke squirted out a mouthful of watermelon juice, why did the president say it was perfunctory?

Didn't the president want to see Xiao Huang Wen?He wrote it!Why don't you like it all of a sudden?Or is it that the president likes the kind of h chapters mixed with plot advancement?

Yu Wenke felt a headache.

Instantly lost the inspiration to create, he turned off the computer with a slap, and lay down on the bed to play games.

He hasn't passed the level of Happy Xiaoxiaole yet, and he hasn't finished losing the Happy Beans in Fighting the Landlord.

When Yu Wenke broke through and failed again, the president's call came!

That's right, it's a phone call.

Seeing the CEO's call, Yu Wenke sat up from the bed with a grunt, scratched his hair, and answered it resignedly.

"Hey, President, what's the matter?"

"The latest chapter of the little secretary is too perfunctory. I hope the next chapter can promote the events of the story."

"Okay...Okay." Yu Wenkote wanted to say that the signal on his side is not good, and he couldn't hear what you were talking about.

But the president is still talking:

"Your sweetheart's article has already written about the second child, so the little secretary should stop writing it. Readers who write the same plot will think you are perfunctory."

"Well, I see..." His editor, Qingcai, had never picked so many thorns before, so Yu Wenke decided to say that the signal on his side is not good, and it is not suitable for making calls.

But the president doesn't want to end the call yet:

"I don't think there are many plots in the article of your little sweetheart. You try to finish writing it in these two weeks."

What?Let him finish?What's the difference between that and killing him?

While shaking his head in his heart, Yu Wenke asked timidly:

"It's over... Is it any good if it's over?"

"I'll tell you when I come back from a business trip."

"Oh……"

"That's it, I'm hanging up."

The president hung up the phone, and Yu Wenke suddenly realized that he was tricked by the president!Why, why couldn't he refuse!

"Tell me, why can't I refuse the president..." The next day, Yu Wenke was lying on the cashier counter in the hall of Wang Yumo's farmhouse, half dead.

Since it is not a weekend, there are not many guests in the farmhouse.

Wang Yumo sat next to Yu Wenke and used a calculator to check this month's accounts.

While checking, he said:

"If you can't refuse, then it's interesting, why so much?"

"Although the president is handsome, I'm a man! A man! Don't talk about this, the key is to let me finish it. I really can't do it."

"The ending is not easy, just write whatever you want. The president and sweetheart lived together happily and had a second child. It was a joy!" Wang Yumo also read that article, and felt that he didn't know what else to write about the ending. .

Yu Wenke muttered:

"But now that the vicious female lead has appeared, the heroine has already run away with the male lead."

"You don't know what to do with what you wrote yourself? Can't you let the president suddenly wake up, find out the evil intentions of the vicious female second, then slap her twice, and then win back the female lead from the male second? After all The child in the heroine's stomach belongs to the CEO. No matter how bad it is, the CEO got hotheaded and took a paternity test with Little Sweetheart's eldest son, and found out that he is the real father. Isn't this so easy?"

Yu Wenke slapped his head:

"This can be."

So he quickly turned on his laptop and began to fill in the ending.

This is the first article written by Yu Wenke. There is no outline and no one to set it up. I just write wherever I think of it.

Why did he stop writing?Because he doesn't know what to write next.

After Wang Yumo's points, let alone two weeks, it can be finished in one week.

Just when Yu was writing vigorously in liberal arts, someone came in.

Wang Yumo, who was doing accounts beside him, raised his head subconsciously and said:

"Welcome, may I ask..."

The result was stunned.

Yu Wenke heard that his family hadn't finished speaking, so he also raised his head.

Then I saw a very handsome man wearing metal glasses.

To use Wang Yumo's words to describe it, it would be—exquisite!

The handsome man exuding a refined aura frowned and looked at the surrounding environment before opening his mouth:

"Wang Dalian?"

The corners of Wang Yumo's mouth curled down, and he came out from behind the counter and asked:

"Excuse me, are you alone or did you make a reservation in advance?"

Huang Huadong sized up this man who answered his words, Wang Dalian?Where is the big face?

The floral shirt on her body is so vulgar!

This is a broken place where no birds shit.