Portable Intelligent System

Xu Ling idly idle in the office, Xiaoya that gentle voice suddenly sounded from his ear.

Xiaoya: "Dear host, the power of Lucky Dice has failed."

Yes！

When Xu Ling heard the sound, she immediately jumped up from her seat and beamed with joy.

Xiaoya: "Dear host, whether to roll the second lucky die immediately."

Well

Xu Ling suddenly fell into meditation.

The ancients said: the best comes.

But the ancients said: misfortune never comes alone.

Xu Ling's choice difficulty is back.

After tangled for a while, Xu Ling clenched his teeth and fought!

He put his hands on the lucky dice and shook it hard. As he shook it, he prayed to heaven: "God, I'm willing to give five years in exchange. You must let me have good luck."

After praying, Xu Ling gently throws the lucky dice on the table.

Looking at it, it's really a lucky prize.

Good luck!

Well

However, Xu Ling is not happy.

Xiaoya said the truth: "congratulations to the host, good luck, and five years of life."

Xu Ling has a saying about MMP. I don't know what to say.

God, I'm just joking with you. Don't let me die.

Xiaoya: "host, according to the setting, if the first lucky die shakes bad luck, the second one shakes 100% good luck."

“……”

God damn it!

Xu Ling has an impulse to kill.

# # #

"Miss Xu, someone is looking for you outside."

Clerk Xiao Zhang, standing at the door of the office, excitedly beckons to Xu Ling.

"To me? Who is it? "

Xu Ling pointed to himself with mist.

Xiao Zhang raised his voice and said aloud, "it's the editor of children's story publishing house who comes to see you. It seems that he is discussing the publication of the two fairy tales you broadcast."

Although all the colleagues in the office are busy with their work, they are all listening attentively.

Originally, I thought that this time which leader came to trouble Xu Ling, but I didn't think it was the editor of the publishing house.

This is the envy of them.

Among colleagues in the radio station, it's a beautiful job to be envious of others to publish a broadcast manuscript.

Not only can you get a lot of money, but also can take this opportunity, a small fire.

If you hook up with the publishing house and become a contract writer of the publishing house, tut Tut, it will be a bright future.

Therefore, after hearing Xiao Zhang's words, everyone cast envious eyes on Xu Ling.

Xu Ling's face is still light, but his heart is happy.

I didn't expect that the power of Lucky Dice came into effect so soon, and it seems that the effect is pretty good.

Beautiful!

People are in a good mood at happy events.

This man, once he is lucky, his spirit is different.

After finishing her dress a little, Xu Ling walked out of the office with admiration.

It's amazing!

"Mr. Xu, congratulations first. Remember to invite me to dinner after the copyright is sold."

Xiao Zhang, with a smile on his face, blinked playfully.

Xu Ling patted her chest and said, "no problem. What a big deal."

In the deputy director's office, Wang Hui is holding a teacup and humming a little song leisurely.

Not long after, Zhu Xu pushed the door and entered, sweating all over his head, and said, "chief, it's not good. Something's wrong."

Wang Hui raised his eyelids, "what happened to those who were in a hurry?"

As Zhu Xu gasped, he said, "director, comrades from the publishing house are in our group."

Wang Hui picked eyebrow, "this is a good thing, as for so anxious?"

"No, the comrades from the publishing house came to Xu Ling."

"Looking for him?" Wang Hui said with disapproval, "isn't he a helper now? What do you want to do with him?"

"Copyright, of course."

"What copyright does he have? Are you joking?"

Zhu Xu reminded: "director, don't you forget that Xu Ling once presided over two children's story shows before, using his own original manuscript."

"What? Why didn't I hear about it?"

"I wrote you a report before, didn't you read it?"

"Er... Recently, there are a lot of things on the stage. I haven't had time to watch them."

Zhu Xu secretly scolded "fart, you are busy with a hammer", his face still said with a smile: "director, what do you say to do? I've managed to put that boy down, but I can't let him make a comeback. "

Wang Hui thought about it and said, "it's easy to do. Take me to see the comrades of the publishing house first."

"Good."

# # #

In the reception hall, Xu Ling saw a comrade from the publishing house. She was a good girl in all aspects.

"Hello, Miss Xu." Mei paper with black frame glasses stepped forward and held out a hand to Xu Ling calmly. "Nice to meet you. I'm Zhao Jingjing, the editor in charge of children's publishing house."

"Hello." Xu Ling and Zhao Jingjing shook hands politely, and they sat down one after another.

Zhao Jingjing pushed the frame on the bridge of her nose and said frankly, "well, Mr. Xu, our chief editor especially likes the children's stories you broadcast, so he wants to buy them and publish them. What do you think?"

Xu Ling light smile, "can enter the chief editor's eye is my honor."

Zhao Jingjing nodded slightly and asked, "excuse me, Mr. Xu, are the copyright of these two fairy tales in your hands?"

Xu Ling nodded, "yes, they are all my original works."

Zhao Jingjing said with a smile: "I've read the story of Miss Xu dozens of times. It's very impressive. To tell you the truth, before I met you, I thought the author of these two fairy tales would be a greasy middle-aged uncle, hehe. "

Xu Ling said with a smile: "it's not just you. Many readers will ask me the same question in their letters. Some parents still discuss how to educate their children with me in their letters. Ha ha, in fact, most of the time, I'm a fat face. After all, writing stories and educating children are two different things, not the same thing. "

Zhao Jingjing's pretty Xiumei picked it slightly and then asked, "however, Mr. Xu, you haven't launched a new story these two days. Have you met a bottleneck?"

"This..." Xu Linggang wanted to find an excuse to prevaricate. The glass door of the reception hall was pushed open from the outside. Zhu Xu and a fat middle-aged uncle came in laughing.

Zhao Jingjing took a look at them and asked Xu Ling, "Mr. Xu, who are these two?"

Before Xu Ling could speak, Zhu Xu said, "Hello, comrade from the publishing house. I'm the head of the youth group. Zhu Xu, next to me, is the deputy director of Mingqi radio station, Comrade Wang Hui."

When Zhao Jingjing heard the speech, she stood up, but she didn't mean to shake hands with them. She just said with a smile, "you two are good."

Xu Ling didn't even have the interest to stand up. She just squinted at Zhu Xu and Wang Hui, with a faint smile on her lips.

come with evil intent!