[Quick Travel] Pretending to be Affectionate [MTL]

Chapter 39- 40

　　Chapter 39

　　There are tens of thousands of authors, half of which are delayed.

　　Jiang Tinglan has worked for several years, and has also seen various authors and reasons for delaying manuscripts, such as lack of inspiration, illness, family problems, hand injuries, and similar things like going to the deep mountains and old forests to find inspiration and not coming back. Unexpected, there is nothing the author can't say.

　　At first he was a newcomer, but later he became an old fritter, so he didn't say much, and came to the door directly to remind him.

　　He was prepared to fight a protracted war, but he was not in such a hurry because of this.

　　Riding all the way, he will stop to have a look at any interesting places, stalls selling food, and buy some to taste.

　　Xie Fu also ate a lot, but he was not really interested in these things. Every time Jiang Tinglan asked him if he wanted to buy something, he said no, and then Jiang Tinglan pretended not to hear it, and still waved his hand to buy it. Down.

　　Since we met till now, Xie Fu has never seen that this person has any idea of ​​frugality, no matter whether he casually agrees to raise a child, or in his daily habits. For Jiang Tinglan, money is probably only enough. The difference between flowers and not enough flowers.

　　Xie Fu was really worried that one day this person would not be able to afford another meal, so he remembered to save money.

　　He is a child, his words have no weight at all, all he can do is save the money when Jiang Tinglan gives him money.

　　In the few days since he came here, he has already saved more than ten yuan, which shows the speed at which Jiang Tinglan's money is distributed.

　　Xie Fu actually knows that the money saved is depreciating every day, which is the most useless financial management, but he is only five years old now, can he be expected to go to the booming stock market to make a fortune?

　　It was even more impossible for Jiang Tinglan, this person had no concept of financial management at all.

　　Sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, Xie Fu sighed involuntarily.

　　Today they went to the first author. When they got there, Jiang Tinglan led Xie Fu to knock on the door. A few minutes later, a man with glasses, messy hair, a pair of underpants and an old man's vest appeared at the anti-theft door inside.

　　"Who?" The other party was confused when he saw the combination of Jiang Tinglan and Xie Fu, "Who are you looking for?"

　　Jiang Tinglan showed a standard smile, and took out a work permit from his messenger bag, "Hello, is it a cycle? I'm the editor in charge of the magazine tomorrow, and we have written a letter."

　　After checking the work permit, the man's expression changed, he was a little guilty and troubled, but he still had to invite him in.

　　"Didn't you say that the manuscript will be due next month? I was busy moving some time ago, so I haven't had time to draw."

　　Jiang Tinglan looked around the room and asked with his eyes: moving?

　　How did he follow the address to find here?

　　Repeatedly: "..."

　　"I helped my friends move."

　　Jiang Tinglan nodded and pretended to believe it, "Excuse me, how much have you drawn for the next issue? How long will it take you to finish it? Our boss is very generous, and told us that we must not be in a hurry to urge the manuscript. I care about the mood of the authors, understand them, and help them, so I will not leave until you finish painting this time, if you have something to do, just busy, you are busy with your work, don't worry about us."