In the dead of night, Qian Yao Tiao fell into a drowsy sleep, suddenly remembering that she had ordered pizza yesterday. With bleary eyes, she hastily ran her fingers through her messy hair, which resembled straw, and padded barefoot to the door.
“Qian Yao Tiao! Where’s the manuscript you promised?!” A voice boomed with an accusatory tone, like thunder.
“I’m coming, I’m coming... Do you have any change? I think I only have bills on me.” Qian Yao Tiao said without lifting her gaze, reaching out to take what the other person was holding. At that moment, she thought the person at the door was the delivery driver.
“Money! I’m begging you, after all these years of working together, don’t push me into a corner!” The voice grew increasingly urgent.
Only then did Qian Yao Tiao look up and realize that the person in front of her was not the delivery driver but someone closely related to her work.
She barely glanced at him and directly took what appeared to be a pizza box from his hands, rummaging through her pockets. Her brows furrowed instantly.
“Alright! Qian Yao Tiao, you’ve got guts! Don’t blame me…” The man’s tone was filled with helplessness and anger.
“Never mind, just wait a moment; I’ll look in the drawer.” As she spoke, she casually placed the box on the shoe cabinet beside her and bent down to search through another cabinet.
This action made the man’s lips twitch involuntarily. The smell of shoe polish mixed with the aroma of pizza instantly filled the air, reminiscent of that day at the book signing event when Qian Yao Tiao had carelessly tossed a hamburger onto a poster that exuded the scent of ink. It was almost unbearable to watch…
When the man received this urgent manuscript request, he initially thought it was unlikely for them to share a name. Upon meeting Qian Yao Tiao in person, he was completely convinced.
“I found it! Hey! How did you get in here?!”
Qian Yao Tiao jumped in surprise as thoughts of “home invasion” flashed through her mind. She rushed over, trying to push the man out the door. “Get out! Otherwise, I’ll call security!”
The man initially took a step back, but no matter how much Qian Yao Tiao pushed, he stood his ground as if rooted in place, even shutting the door behind him.
“Miss Qian, please calm down and allow me to introduce myself,” he said, raising an eyebrow and looking down at Qian Yao Tiao with a half-smile.
For a moment, Qian Yao Tiao was taken aback by his imposing presence. More importantly, she finally took a serious look at him. To her surprise, he was quite striking!
His facial features were sharp and well-defined, with smooth yet gentle lines. Beneath thick eyebrows, his eyes sparkled with intensity, complemented by his alluring thin lips. Dressed in a black shirt with the top button undone, hints of bronzed skin peeked through… This was practically the embodiment of the “male protagonist” from her novels!
“Alright, go ahead! Speak!” Qian Yao Tiao thought to herself. If he had ill intentions, he would have acted by now.
Since she was safe for the moment, she might as well hear him out while pulling out a small notebook to jot down his appearance for future reference in her writing.
“I am here at the request of Editor Wu from your publishing house, ×× Publishing, to provide you with manuscript urging services. From now on, I will be staying at your place to offer 24-hour manuscript urging assistance,” he explained.
A smirk played on his lips as he added, “My name is Wei Junzi, a seasoned manuscript urgist.”
“You mean… this is what you do? And you said Wu Qi sent you?!” Qian Yao Tiao could hardly believe her ears. She wondered if she had misheard; how could such a service and profession even exist? Was it that Editor had updated his manuscript urging tactics too quickly, or had she fallen behind due to her lack of attention?
Wei Junzi seemed to appraise her for a moment before responding slowly, “To address your first question: my primary job is Game Software Design, and manuscript urging is my side profession. However, managing both simultaneously is not an issue for me. As for your second question, yes, Mr. Wu did commission me; he provided me with your poor record of delayed submissions. Based on that record, the fees this time will be quite high.”
Upon hearing this, Qian Yao Tiao couldn't help but click her tongue in disbelief. It seemed that Editor was truly pulling out all the stops to get her to submit her work… A sense of schadenfreude welled up within her as she realized just how unkind she had become.
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