Chapter 142

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Cen Yueze moved quickly. On the third day of his birthday, Shen Qingshu received the contract from the editor, ready to sign and sell the copyright.

It's just that things have progressed to the signing side, and there is a minor trouble, that is, the signature on the contract requires not only a pseudonym, but also a real name. At the same time, Shen Qingshu also needs to report his true identity with the website. information.

Goldfish: [There is no way. The contract has legal benefits and your real name is definitely required. So Zui Li, upload your ID photo to the backstage of the website and sign your real name. 】

Shen Qingshu:...

Shen Qing covered his face in grief.

He had signed a contract with the website before, and he had always signed a contract for works. Therefore, he has not uploaded his ID card, and he has not reported his real name. Now he is fine, and he still needs his ID card and real name.

Shen Qingshu was immediately embarrassed. How can this be done? I can't really use his ID card.

shock! Well-known actors are actually popular Internet writers!

He has thought of all the hot search topics! It is estimated that it can not only explode but also explode!

Shen Qingshu was reluctant. He thought for a while, and after returning from Hancheng, he asked him euphemistically, "Would you like to share a pen name with me?"

Hancheng:? ? ?

"speak English."

"To sign a contract, you need to sign your real name and have an ID card, my identity, how can this work, right?"

"So I can do it?" Han Cheng was shocked. "I am the current director of the Han Group, the future general manager, millions of minutes per minute, writing novels?"

"It's not impossible~" Shen Qingshu blinked, "Cultivate his sentiment~"

"Also cultivate sentiment, I think there is only sentiment and sentiment, right?"

Shen Qingshu:...

"Just say you can't agree?"

"Impossible." Han Cheng waved his hand and stood up to go back to the room. "I don't know what you wrote. If someone else knows about it, I will die without a place to bury."

"Oh," Shen Qingshu hurriedly caught up with him, persuading him, "God knows and you know I know, and we won't tell other people. Besides, you are not an editor and do not know you. You can't see your noble status as the second son of the Han group with the naked eye. I'm different, I'm a star, if she recognizes me, right, how embarrassing is that?"

"As long as you are not embarrassed, it is others who are embarrassed." Han Cheng taught him.

"But I'm embarrassed..." Shen Qingshu grabbed his arm and shook it, "Please, you can help your poor boyfriend."

Hancheng:...

Shen Qing looked at him pitifully, with an aggrieved look.

Hancheng:...

"Master driver~" Shen Qing called him softly.

Hancheng:...

"Brother~"

Han Cheng helped his forehead, "Don't act like a baby, I haven't discussed this matter. It's the Emperor Lao Tzu who is here today. It's impossible for me to be drunk while watching the sword."

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