Republic of China Prostitute x Chaebol's Second Young Master (16)

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Hearing her pen name, Liu Zi raised her head from her seat and considered it carefully. The topic was about the cultural shock of the old and the new. There are people arguing about this matter every day between the conservatives and the non-conservatives, wanting to quarrel with each other. But the debates on both sides are exciting, and no one can completely overwhelm the other for a while.

She suddenly said to Sun Yang: "Can I write a new manuscript now?"

Sun Yang was immersed in searching for Mu Mao's contact address. He thought he had misheard when he heard her. He raised his head and saw Liu Zi's serious look, and he couldn't help but be stunned: "What manuscript?"

Liu Zi smiled softly and said, "I am Mu Mao. If I use the previous manuscript, I can write a new one. Can you see it?"

Sun Yang's hand stiffened to one side, dumbfounded, and the brows and eyes in front of him were picturesque, and the calm and breezy woman said something just now.

He shook his head. Although he couldn't believe it, he felt that Liu Zi should disdain to lie to him. He swallowed and said, "You are Mu Mao? In that case, you can write about it first."

If it's true or not, just write an article and you'll know.

Liu Zi nodded, reached out and took the manuscript that Sun Yang had put before, and read it carefully. This manuscript is about women, about social customs, criticizing the new school, and safeguarding the ancient system.

After browsing it again, Liu Zi's heart had already written a story. After a few minutes of thinking, she started writing.

After a quarter of an hour, she rubbed her slightly sour wrist, took a light breath, and handed the manuscript to Sun Yang: "Let's see, is there anything that needs to be corrected?"

Sun Yang took the manuscript in a daze, the handwriting was the same, the response points inside were also very novel, and the content looked a bit deeper than the previous submission by Mu Mao.

There is no doubt that Liu Zi is Mu Mao.

Sun Yang always thought that Mu Mao was a man, a scholar, and never thought that Mu Mao would be a woman, let alone that Mu Mao would do things under his own hands.

But he was just stunned, and then he reacted and read it carefully again. The content of a person’s article can reflect a person’s inside mental state.

In this article, Mu Mao's thought has improved, and it also reflects Liu Zi's perception during this period of time.

Of course, it was the editor-in-chief who made the final decision. Sun Yang took the manuscript and went to the editor-in-chief.

Du Yuan also didn't expect Liu Zi to be Mu Mao, and was surprised and felt thatit was not so unacceptable to have her. After all, Liu Zi was still very capable of doing things during this period, and the work entrusted to her could be done very well.

In the evening, the day's work is over.

After finishing the manuscript, Liu Zi walked out of the newspaper's gate. As soon as she left, she saw Wu Weilun's figure. He was wearing a black coat and a hat on his head, leaning on the car, and looking up at the newspaper.

Seeing Liu Zi coming out, no longer relying on the car door, he strode over, and put his arms around Liu Zi's waist: "How was it?"

Liu Zi pursed her lips and smiled: "It's all fine."

The life of this newspaper is naturally different from the life of a nightclub. The newspaper office is very busy and there's things to do most of the time. But in the nightclub that is not the case, most of them time they are laughing, and the rest of the time is extremely leisure.

The two returned to the bungalow, had their meals, and sat quietly on the sofa.

Wu Weilun leaned on the sofa, put his arms around Liu Zi, fiddled with her hair with one hand, and his deep eyes flashed from time to time.

"In a few days, you will move to live on Yong'an Road." He said softly while twirling her long hair.

Liu Zi's eyes flashed, the smile on her lips faded a bit, her body slanted, and she found a comfortable posture, "Okay."

Wu Weilun raised his eyebrows, "Don't ask me why?"

He found that this has always been the case, and it is clear that the initiative should be on him, but after that, Liu Zi will be perfectly transferred to it. He managed to establish the problem and was resolved by her.

"In the newspaper office, the news is very good." Liu Zi said simply.

Because in the newspaper, Liu Zi feels that there are more channels for her to get information. The news from all parties are gathered together, which is especially important at this time. Far more than the masses know the real situation in the first place, and can make decisions that are beneficial to them one step faster.

She is now extremely sensitive to news about the Wu's family, because of Wu Weilun, she must quickly draw conclusions.

"I know that the Wu family will not be peaceful, you should be careful not to get hurt." The Wu's family business is doomed to be in danger.

Wu Weilun nodded cooperating. He turned his head and held Liu Zi's head with his hand, sucking on the lips deeply, and letting go with satisfaction after a while. Liu Zi gently touched her lips with her hand, feeling a little swollen, and gave him an angry look.

Wu Weilun smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the corners of his eyes were upturned. With a big hand, he sat Liu Zilao on her lap, "What to do? I don't want to let you go anymore."

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