Daddy Fantasy World Restaurant

The female editor looked at the yard with a worried expression, and said hesitantly: "Boss, why don't I go in and ask first, if she doesn't want to meet, then forget it."

Delmar also looked at Mag when she heard the words, and said with a smile: "Boss Padar, you also often deal with the author, and you are inevitably a little shy, but you just don't want to deal with people."

"Ask first, if he really doesn't want to meet, then forget it." Mag didn't force it, anyway, the address has been clarified, so he might be able to run away.

The female editor nodded slightly, and knocked on the door.

After a while, a lazy voice came from inside, "Who is it?"

"female?"

Both Delmar and Mag showed surprise on their faces.

Mag didn't expect that the guy who took such a coquettish pseudonym was actually a girl?

Of course, what made him even more unexpected was why Delmar was so surprised? Isn't this the author of their family?

"It's me!" The female editor responded.

"Didn't you just hand in the manuscript? Why don't you let people sleep well!" The voice from inside was somewhat resentful.

"Why does this voice sound familiar?" Mag frowned.

Delmar glanced at Meg secretly, then winked at the female editor.

The female editor could only bite the bullet and said helplessly: "I... our boss said he wanted to meet you and talk to you about the book cooperation. There is another boss of the publishing house who also wants to meet you."

There was silence inside for a while, and then the window was opened a small crack, and three knives flew out from inside, and nailed to the tree in front of them.

"not see!"

The window slammed shut without a sound.

Delmar looked at the three knives flying past his face, with cold sweat on his forehead, swallowed, and said with a dry smile: "Oh... so what, the current author can also perform acrobatics, the requirements are really getting higher and higher gone."

Mag glanced at the three knives. They didn't penetrate deep into the wood, but the tips of the knives pierced the tree firmly.

It shows that the girl is not strong, but her accuracy is good, and she should practice a lot on weekdays.

Of course, this is not important, what is important is that he confirmed three things.

The Northwest Lone Wolf is a woman, he should have seen this woman, she is a young girl.

"It seems that the author is quite arrogant. If that's the case, let's forget about our cooperation." Mag turned his head and left.

"Hey! Boss Padar, we still have to discuss this matter..." Delmar was taken aback, she didn't expect Mag to change his face so quickly, just now he said that he didn't want to meet, why did he suddenly say that cooperation is fine? What?

Delmar chased McGonagall for three streets, and finally lost her breath.

"Hi!"

Delmar slapped her thigh heavily, her face turning blue with anger.

The female editor also chased Delma for three streets, panting and stopped behind Delma, "Old...boss, where is he?"

"It's gone..." Delmar looked sullen, and turned to look at the editor resentfully, "Your bonus and salary are gone."

"No, didn't we agree?" The female editor's expression suddenly collapsed.

"You also said that if you didn't pamper her too much, she wouldn't even see the boss?! If you can't bring her to the office to see me tomorrow, you don't have to do it." Delmar said angrily.

Twenty million yuan was about to reach his mouth, and he flew away like this, his heart was bleeding.

However, he has already thought of another way. Since Napadar is willing to offer so much money to come to cooperate with him, it shows that the book "Boss Mai's Unlucky Little Wife" is indeed very promising in the Ross Empire, and as the owner of the copyright Although there is no channel in the Ross Empire, the publishing house can find cooperation with those top publishers.

You might even make more money.

As for letting the Lone Wolf of the Northwest come to the publishing house, firstly, he wanted to deter her and let her recognize her identity as an author.

Secondly, he wanted to sign a new contract with her, binding her tightly to Del Mar Publishing House,

Don't let other publishers have the opportunity to get involved.

This book has become popular, which proves that she is a capable author, and she may be able to publish blockbusters in the future.

Anyway, a contract can bind her here, and she will be the cash cow of Del Mar Publishing House in the future.

Thinking of this, Delmar, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't help laughing out loud.

...

"These guys are going too far. As an independent author, I will never make any concessions on this kind of thing!"

In the room, Cynthia put the package on her back, looked at the knives piled up in the corner of the room, and showed reluctance.

If they were all sold, they would be able to buy a lot of big meat buns.

"It's okay, I'm just going out to relax, and I'll be back after a while. Be good, you may come back without money, and I have to rely on you to support me." Cynthia stepped forward and took a handful of the most expensive from the knife mountain. The sharp knife was wrapped in cowhide and hidden close to the body, and then I lay down in front of the crack of the door and looked left and right for a while, after confirming that there was no one outside the door, I slipped out the door lightly.

"I didn't expect it to be her." Mag showed half of his face from the entrance of the alley, with a strange expression.

He knew this girl. On the day Irina returned to the restaurant, it was this girl who jumped out suddenly and almost put him on the pillar of shame.

It's just that she didn't expect that she was the "northwest lone wolf" who secretly wrote such a novel about him.

Looking back at her performance that day, could it be that she was too involved when she was writing a novel in the middle of the night? That's why there was such a comedy?

Although she is considered a frequent customer of the restaurant, Mag has no reason to let her go easily for this kind of guest with ulterior motives.

After all, the rumors she made had already caused him trouble, and this trouble was still fermenting.

Mag followed her from a distance, and finally stopped in front of a small hotel.

"It seems that she plans to hide here for a few days, but she still knows how to save face?" Mag looked at the sign of this small hotel, and was thinking about how to negotiate with the novelist.

As a result, Cynthia came out of the hotel in high spirits after entering the door for a while. The package on her body was gone, and it should be in the room.

Mag turned his head sideways, and heard the girl muttering as she passed by, "Go around first, and then go to Mamy's restaurant for dinner, today's braised pork must be arranged, this month's manuscript fee is in hand, after all I still have to send it to my husband."

Mag: "???"

Is it so conscious?

No...why does this sound so awkward?

Feelings, you write small H articles to make money, is it to support me?

But this dispelled Mag's idea of ​​attacking her now, anyway, wouldn't she come to the restaurant to eat? How about meeting her in a restaurant.

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