hear the voice of the soul

Chapter 13 Technical Activities ([-])

　Tang Yumo quickly took off his work clothes and put on the bulky polar bear down. Before he could explain to his only two girlfriends, he rushed all the way to the office building of Yunju Group.

　Panting, she entered the elevator, had a face-to-face meeting with the editor, and then asked the assistant to ask the superior for instructions, contacted the secretary to report, and waited for her to pass through rows of grid offices, through several heavy mahogany doors, and finally walked to Gu Yihan's office At the table, I saw Gu Yihan sitting leisurely on the large swivel BOSS chair, lightly tapping the watch on his left with his right hand.

　"Nine minutes and 45 seconds."

　Li Xue, the secretary next to him, reported the time in a straight line.

　Tang Yumo didn't even have time to hate the posture he deliberately put on, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

　He secretly thought in his heart that Gu Yihan's taste was as abnormal as his stinky face.

　She had never seen such an empty chief office.

　Almost half the size of a banquet hall.But only a red sandalwood desk, a BOSS chair, and a six-seater couch with a purple-red ostrich skin pattern that looks large and soft is placed by the window.Not even a short couple.There are no redundant decorations in the room, only a round Western-style oil painting hanging on an inconspicuous side wall, and conventional religious content such as the Virgin Mary, Holy Child and Angels.

　The best decoration is the entire tempered glass curtain wall, which allows a sweeping view of the seaside scenery and makes the interior look more empty and desolate.

　And his female secretary, with a businesslike face, neither happy nor angry, she is the female version of the ice cube face, but with white skin and hair, it doesn't look like ice cubes, but more like a snow mountain face, a snow mountain face.

　Tang Yumo secretly nicknamed Li Xue in his heart, and couldn't help relieving half of the tension when he was running all the way.

　"tell her."

　Gu Yihan's inscrutable eyes and short words made her hang up again.Does he have any other tricks?The big deal is that the contract is not signed.

　"Yes, chief. Ms. Tang, besides being an uneducated little writer who has not yet made it through, you are also a temporary helper cook in the back kitchen of the lobby bar on the first floor of the Sihai Hotel. Your previous job It depends on the reader’s mood to eat, and the income must not be guaranteed. The latter job may not even meet the minimum living standard in Qingcheng. You live in a rental house behind Qingcheng University. As far as we know, the land will be demolished soon. If it is demolished, where you live will be a problem, after all, there is no cheaper house in Qingcheng that can be provided for people like you.”

　The secretary with Xueshan's face spit out these words without any expression like a robot. Although every two words of politeness are inseparable from the word "you", the harsh meaning stabs Tang Yumo's heart fiercely every word.

　Especially the phrase "a poor writer" and "a cook who helps out temporarily".
　"My resumes are already very clear to each other. Please tell your company the key points directly."

　Tang Yumo stabilized his mind and thought, he must not be defeated, he must not bow his head, it is also the fault of the other party if he misses the appointment, so he must hold back.

　"Secretary Li, get to the point."

　Gu Yihan looked at her reaction coldly like a high onlooker.

　"Yes, Chief. Ms. Tang, we are going to sign a one-year station contract with you first. Please be careful to abide by the terms of the contract. Otherwise, the liquidated damages will be very expensive."

　Tang Yumo took over the contract.

　Gu Yihan's minimalist office decoration style can't accommodate extra chairs and stools, so Tang Yumo has been standing when he entered the door. He was a little tired from running all the way, but now he read the contract one by one, and his legs trembled with anger .

　Why, do you think I won't notice your sinister intentions if you shrink the font to a bigger size?

　No money will be given until the hit rate of the novel does not exceed [-].
　Serialization needs to be updated at least [-] words per day, if the number of words is not enough, money will be deducted.
　Exclusive agreement, not to publish any text elsewhere in any form under any pseudonym, and even not to accept interviews from any media on any aspect without consent, otherwise, deduct money.
　Several key points of this contract are hidden in the inconspicuous corners that are easy to ignore. The font and layout are tightly shrunk, as if deliberately making it difficult for people to see clearly.

　Especially the last one: The author needs to be there 24 hours a day, if he does not show up within 10 minutes after receiving the notification, the money will be deducted
　Tang Yumo felt like being teased.

(End of this chapter)