Chapter 2342: The author ran away carrying the blade overnight

  The female editor looked at the yard, she was a little worried, and hesitated: "Boss, or I'll go in and ask. If she doesn't want to meet, then forget it."
  Delma also looked at McGonagall after hearing this, and smiled with him: "Boss Padar, you often deal with the author. It is inevitable that you are a little shy, just unwilling to deal with people."
   "Ask first, if he really doesn't want to see, then forget it." McGonagall didn't force it either. Anyway, the address had been figured out, so he was not afraid that he could run away.
The   female editor nodded slightly and knocked on the door.
  After a while, a lazy voice came from inside, "Who?"
"female?"
  Delmar and McGonagall both showed surprise on their faces.
   McGonagall did not expect that a guy who took such a coquettish pseudonym would turn out to be a girl?
  Of course, what made him even more unexpected is why Delmar was so surprised? Isn't this the author of their family?
  "It's me!" the female editor responded.
   "Didn't you just hand in the manuscript? Let people not sleep well!" The voice from inside was a little bit of resentment.
   "How does this voice sound a bit familiar?" McGonagall frowned.
   Delmar glanced at McGonagall secretly, and then winked at the female editor.
  The female editor can only bite the bullet and said helplessly: "I... our boss said that I want to see you and talk about book cooperation with you, and there is another publishing house boss who wants to see you too."
  There was silence for a while, and then a small slit opened in the window, and three knives flew out of them and nailed them to the tree in front of them.
   "No see!"
  The window slammed shut, and there was no sound.
Delmar looked at the three knives flying past his face, cold sweat on his forehead, swallowed, and smiled dryly: "Heh...what, now the author still performs acrobatics, the requirements are really getting higher and higher. Up."
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  Mag glanced at the three knives, not deep into the wood, but the tips of the knives stabbed firmly into the tree.
  It shows that the girl is not strong, but the accuracy is good, she should practice every day.
  Of course, this is not important, what is important is that he confirmed three things.
  The Northwest Lone Wolf is a woman, he should have seen this woman, she is a young girl.
   "It seems that this author is not too arrogant. In that case, let's forget about our cooperation." McGonagall turned his head and left.
"Hey! Boss Padar, we still have discussions about this matter..." Delmar was taken aback. She didn't expect McGonagall to change his face so quickly. Just said that she didn't want to meet, so why didn't she just say cooperation? Up?
  Delmar chased McGonagall three streets, and finally lost the breathless one.
"Hi!"
   Delma patted her thigh heavily, her face turned blue with anger.
  The female editor also chased Delmar three streets, panting and stopped behind Delmar, "Old...Boss, how about people?"
   "It's gone..." Delmar looked at the editor with a sullen face, and looked back at the editor with hatred for iron and steel, "Your bonus and salary are gone."
   "No, didn't we say yes?" The female editor's expression suddenly collapsed.
   "You also said, if you don't usually spoil her too much, she dare not even see the boss?! If you can't bring her to the office to see me tomorrow, you don't have to do it." Delma said angrily.
   is about to reach 20 million in his mouth, just like this, he flies away, his heart is bleeding.
However, he has already thought of another way. Since Napadal is willing to ask for so much money to come to cooperate with him, it shows that the book "Boss Mai’s Afraid Wife" is indeed very promising in the Los Empire, and it holds the copyright. Although there is no channel in the Loth Empire, the publishers of the company can go to the top publishers to cooperate.
  Maybe you can make more money.
  As for the Northwest Lone Wolf to come to the publishing house, one thing is to give her a little deterrence and let her recognize her identity as an author. What's so arrogant.
  Secondly, I want to sign a new contract with her to bind her to Delmar Publishing House, and prevent other publishing houses from getting involved.
  This book has become popular, which proves that she is a powerful author, and she might be able to make a hit in the future.
  Anyway, a treaty can bind her here, and she will be the cash cow of Delmar Publishing House in the future.
  Thinking of this, Delma, who was sitting in the carriage, couldn't help laughing out a pig cry.
  ……
  "This group of guys are getting too much. As an independent author, they will never make any concessions on this kind of thing!"
  In the room, Cynthia turned the package on her back, glanced at the knives piled up into a hill in the corner of the room, with a look on her face.
  If this is all sold, I can buy a lot of big meat buns.
"It's okay, I just go out to relax, and I will be back in a while, you guys, maybe I don't have money to come back, and I have to rely on you to feed me." Cynthia stepped forward and took a handful of the most from the knife mountain. The sharp knife, wrapped in cowhide, hid it close to the body, and then squatted in front of the door and looked around for a while. After confirming that there was no one outside, he slipped out gently.
   "I didn't expect it to be her." McGonagall showed half of his face from the alley, with a strange expression.
  He recognized this girl. The day Irina returned to the restaurant, it was this girl who suddenly jumped out and almost put him on a shame.
  I just didn’t expect that she turned out to be the ‘Northwest Lone Wolf’ who wrote such a novel about him behind the scenes.
  Recalling her performance that day, could it be that she was too deep when she wrote a novel in the middle of the night? That's why it makes such a comedy?
  Although she can be regarded as a frequent visitor to the restaurant, McGonagall did not let her go easily for such purposeful guests.
  After all, the rumors she made had caused trouble to him, and the trouble was still fermenting.
   McGonagall followed her far, and finally stopped in front of a small hotel.
   "It seems that she is going to hide here for a few days, but she still knows to face it?" McGonagall looked at the shop sign of this small hotel, thinking about how to negotiate with the novelist.
  As a result, Cynthia, who had just entered the door for a while, came out of the hotel with great interest. The package on her body was gone, and it should be placed in the room.
McGonagall turned his head sideways and heard the girl muttering as she walked by, "First go around, and then go to the Maimi restaurant for dinner. Today's braised pork must be arranged. This month's contribution will be paid. I still have to send it to my husband."
   McGonagall: "???"
  So consciously?
  No...Why does this sound so awkward?
  Affection You write small H to make money, to support me?
  But this dispels McGonagall’s idea of ​​doing something to her now. Anyway, isn’t she going to the restaurant to eat? It's better to meet her in the restaurant.