Chapter 110: Dear readers, please give me some money for dinner
Chapter 110: Dear readers, please give me some money for dinner
August 12th, 8 o'clock in the morning.
The author Ye Chengqian quietly entered the author group chat and greeted all the big guys.
Suddenly, a big shot said in surprise: "Hey, um! The manuscript fee has been paid!"
The other bigwigs also checked their royalties and cheered for joy.
There was a joyous atmosphere in the group.
Ye Chengqian just felt that they were noisy, but did not dare to say it out loud, so he just typed the word "congratulations" on the keyboard.
Suddenly, a big guy kicked Ye Chengqian and asked, "Boy, have you paid your humiliation fee?"
The manuscript fee is not a fee for being a humiliator!
Ye Chengqian wanted to refute, but he mumbled and typed back, "Boss, I haven't put it on the shelves yet."
The boss pretended to be apologetic and said, "Oh, by the way, it's difficult to put your grades on the shelves."
"I'm afraid it will take 300,000 words to be published? But don't be discouraged, there are still three months of full attendance to rely on."
"1,500 a month!"
Ye Chengqian originally wanted to argue that he didn't need 300,000 words to be put on the shelves, but then he thought, what's the difference between putting 200,000 words on the shelves and 300,000 words on the shelves?
If there aren't even 300 true fans, what's the point in worrying about whether there are 100 true fans?
Seeing that the group was talking about what the boss's new book "Passing Five Levels and Killing Six Generals" had recommended, Ye Chengqian agreed and said, "I've also passed four rounds."
The big guy suddenly went crazy: "Who are you? Have you ever been equipped with a four-wheeler?"
Ye Chengqian silently withdrew the message, looked at the message from the writer's assistant, and thought, I just passed the fourth round.
A kind-hearted boss said, "Hey, don't bother with him. Maybe he doesn't even know what a four-wheeler is." "That's right, that's right..."
Ye Chengqian touched his empty stomach and looked at the arrogant bosses: "Boss, I've made a fortune, can you give me some money for breakfast?"
These words were drowned out by the boss's group chat message, as if no one saw them.
Ye Chengqian snorted, looked at the keyboard, and muttered: "He's a big shot, but he didn't even give me money for breakfast."
Ye Chengqian was so hungry that he tossed and turned in bed at noon. He could not bear it any longer.
He struggled to get up from the bed, mumbling, "If the boss doesn't give me a reward, I'll go ask the readers for one."
Clicking on the editor's chat page, without caring about the delay in putting it on the shelves, Ye Chengqian asked shamelessly: "Editor, can we put it on the shelves today?"
After receiving the editor's reply that everything was fine and a message from the backstage, Ye Chengqian finally put his mind at ease.
As usual, he should write some thanks for the release, but Ye Chengqian looked at the empty page and didn't know what to write.
Finally, after a long pause, he wrote on the keyboard:
"Dear readers, please give me some money for dinner QAQ"
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The story is fictitious, three parts true and seven parts false, and is intended only for the readers' entertainment.
Being poor is real, begging is real, and being a villain is fake.
I will post four chapters first. I don’t know how many chapters will be left in the evening. It depends on how many I post.
(End of this chapter)