Chapter 51: Uncle, you've fallen for it again

  Ba Xi has been feeling uneasy since he angered Goddess Donggua last time, and he's always thinking of finding an opportunity to make up for his image in her heart. He secretly observes that Goddess is still working overtime alone, and he's extremely delighted. He quickly goes out to buy her favorite dinner and brings it back.

  Looking at the goddess's majestic back, he hesitated to move forward, took a few deep breaths, mustered up his courage, and walked over with high-end takeout, gently placing it on the table. Standing beside the goddess, his words were still somewhat tense, stuttering: "Chief Yu, I...I saw that you're still...overtime, definitely haven't had dinner, so...so I bought some to bring over for you. Last time was my fault for being too rash, sorry."

  Winter melon was being infuriated by San Bao's arrogant attitude, and the mastermind behind this matter suddenly appeared. Now that the Fantasy Knife Book Alliance has been heavily promoted, the difficulty of competition has increased. Just thinking about it made him furious, he slammed his hand on the table and stood up in anger.

  "You think you're so smart and self-righteous, but you're just a stupid pig. You don't deserve to be an editor. Last time I gave you a chance, you didn't even appreciate it and instead of spending time reviewing the work, you took shortcuts and tried to curry favor. Get out of here!"

  Winter melon himself did not expect to be so furious and scolded, Ba Xi's face turned into a bitter gourd, like he had just eaten eight bitter gallbladders, the sorrow in his heart was so deep, trying to please but ended up being more disliked, his head hung low, deeply bowed, looking like a good student listening to a lecture.

  "I was wrong, Yu Zhu's lesson is very correct, it won't happen again next time." A surge of courage rose in his heart, vowing to carefully select a few excellent works.

  The watermelon that had vented its emotions looked a bit embarrassed, and also thought to itself how it could be so explosive. It really was driven mad by San Chui's words, and actually lost its temper with Ba Xi, who was just trying to be kind.

  His tone softened, and he said calmly: "You go back first, my temper was also not good just now. I've taken your food, thank you. In the future, spend more time reviewing new books. Every new book carries an author's dream, and we are the pioneers who uncover those dreams. This is a responsibility, as well as a glorious mission."

  Ba Xi's heart was filled with a surge of excitement, he straightened his waist, and his whole body was full of strength. He said loudly: "I will definitely do it, if I make this kind of arrogant low-level mistake again, I will pack up my bedding and roll away myself."

  After finishing speaking, he walked out with his head held high and chest out, full of energy.

  Winter melon was very satisfied with the education of Ba Xi, and it was really hungry. He took over the meal and started eating big mouthfuls, wolfing down his food in a way that was quite different from his usual goddess-like image. Looking at the chat window on the computer screen, he suddenly felt bitter again, with a feeling of wanting to cry but having no tears.

  This damn Three Fatties is so annoying, provoking people to anger, if there's a way to make Eight Delights half obedient it would be great, how can I catch this cunning fox, Winter Melon thought deeply while eating.

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  After typing for so long, Liu Meng felt a bit tired and lazily stretched his waist.

  All of a sudden, Zhou Shiyan's little friend came over with a cup of lemonade in her hand and said with a smile: "Uncle, you must be tired, have a glass of lemonade to refresh yourself."

  Liu Meng widened his eyes and stared at Xiaoyu's smiling face, feeling that something was not quite right. He kept staring, but Xiaoyu continued to smile without showing any signs of panic.

  He took another look at the water in the cup, which was clean and white, and seemed to be fine. However, he still remembered the last time he was tricked by this girl into drinking a glass of alkaline water. He patted the little girl's head, and Liu Meng was very satisfied with her praise, "Not bad, Yanyan is really sensible."

  She took over the water cup while talking.

  "Then drink it all down, this is filled with my utmost respect for you, Uncle. Don't waste the sincerity of my heart, other people's little hearts can't take the blow." The little girl said as she pretended to touch her chest.

  Liu Meng pretended to take a big gulp, but ended up just licking his lips, and the sourness was evident. He thought to himself, "This little girl has added so much white vinegar!" His face lit up with joy, and he laughed, saying: "Haha, little girl, do you think I'd fall for your trick twice? Even if I'm stupid, I wouldn't fall into the same trap twice! Can't you come up with something more creative?"

  I was looking forward to seeing the little girl's embarrassed expression when her trick was exposed, but unexpectedly, the little girl still had a sly smile on her face, and seemed to be holding back, or else she would burst out laughing. There was a faintly uneasy feeling, could there be another trap?

  The little girl proudly raised her small nose, hummed a soft tune, making Liu Meng's heart flutter with anxiety. He hastily tried to put down the water cup, fearing another sinister plot, but the cup unexpectedly stuck to his hand.

  "Ha ha, I'm a very creative good kid, how about that, uncle? Ah, you're so easily deceived, didn't you see that I was dragging the cup bottom? Uncle, you're too careless, this is super glue, it won't come off without peeling off the skin!"

  The little girl said with pride, raised her small buttocks, and finally avenged the spanking. It was worth it to pretend to be a good baby for several days.

  Liu Mengqi's eyes widened in shock, and with his remaining hand, he pointed at Xiaoyu, who was slightly trembling. Xiaoyu puffed out her small chest, which had just begun to develop, and said in a soft voice: "Uncle, remember our agreement, okay? It's just between you and me, we won't tell Mom about it."

  Ever since Guo Yunting fell asleep in Liu Meng's arms last time, the two felt awkward when they met again. Guo Yunting appeared very calm, but her slightly flushed and hot cheeks betrayed her inner feelings. For the past few days, after exchanging greetings, she would immediately retreat to her own room.

  Liu Meng still had the nerve because of this boring thing and said it to her, can only silently eat bitter melon now.

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  Early in the morning, just as it was time to go to work, Winter Melon rushed straight to Chief Editor Yan Hui's office, knocked on the door, "Come in", a very tired voice.

  Donggua entered the room and saw Yan Hui with red eyes, a few bloodshot streaks, disheveled hair, and a hoarse voice. "How did you stay up all night again? You don't take care of your body at all."

  She hastily poured him a cup of hot fire and cooked a package of oatmeal.

  Yan Hui's exhausted face rarely showed a smile, and he looked at Donggua warmly, saying happily: "What can we do? If we don't get the funding, our website will be dead before it even starts, and all the editors who have been working with us will have to find another way out."

  "It's no use rushing, financing needs to be carefully considered, if the body collapses, nothing can be done." Winter melon said, his tone full of blame and concern.

  Yan Hui smiled brightly, "I'm fine, a few sleepless nights won't hurt me. What brings you here so early?"

  At this time, Donggua told Sanpang about the communication with him and the situation of Fantian Shu Meng being sealed.

  After listening, Yan Hui didn't take it seriously either. He thought for a moment and said: "The competition between us and the Phantom Knife Alliance is becoming increasingly fierce. Now, Xiao Xueqiang on the Phantom Knife side is also raising funds everywhere. The key to our competition lies in who can raise funds first and how much funds we can raise. One 'Return to Ming' won't affect the overall situation, even if we let the Phantom Knife Alliance win this time, it won't have a big impact on us."

  Yan Hui seemed completely unbothered, and Donggua felt a slight disappointment in his heart. He continued to insist: "This is not an ordinary work, I think we should try again and also give 'Hui Ming' a recommendation."

  "How can I recommend? We haven't signed a contract yet, don't want to break our rules." Yan Hui questioned.

  "I want to recommend Sanjiang Pavilion first, and then stabilize Sanpao. We'll plan for the future later. I always feel that if we don't seize this opportunity, we will suffer a great loss." Donggua said persistently with her small mouth pouting.

  "Haha, you're still so innocent about online articles, just like I used to be. But when it comes to business, it's a whole different story. Many times, it's all about the money. Money, that thing I used to think was vulgar, now I think it's actually quite useful."

  Yan Hui sighed and continued, "The review of Sanjiang Pavilion is done by an independent editorial team. We had agreed on this from the start, and no one else has the right to interfere. I also can't force them to do anything. Let's just leave it for now, you try your best over there, if not then forget about it, it's just one work after all. What you should be doing is finding even better works, go ahead and go, I'll sort out the materials, and then I have to rush off to meet the boss of Shengshi Group, Jiang Daqiao, this old fox isn't easy to deal with, he's been slow to make a move."

  As he spoke, he pushed Donggua out, and Donggua had no choice but to leave Yanhui's office in a sulky mood.