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Chapter 596: People sit on pots at home and come from the sky

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    "Alas" Mo Ke shook his head helplessly.

    "You know, I am the most soft-hearted person.

    Originally, Mu Huan¡¯s drawings lacked soul. Although the drawings were exquisite, the plot was too old-fashioned, and even the editors looked down upon it.

    ¡°Before me, many publishing houses had rejected him.

    He begged me shamelessly and said that if he couldn't sell it again, he would have no shame in living.

    well!  A good-looking little boy looks at you with red eyes like this. Although I want to cry, I must hold it back. Can I not be soft-hearted?

    There was no other way, so I agreed to intercede with the editor on his behalf.

    The editor-in-chief read his work and didn¡¯t agree with it at first. It was only after I tried to please him in every possible way that the editor-in-chief relented and agreed to publish 5,000 copies first to see the effect.

    When Mu Huan found out, he was so happy that he kept saying thank you to me.

    ¡°Who would have expected that, just the day before signing the contract with him, I received your manuscript in the mailbox¡­¡±

    When Mo Ke said this, he sighed and sighed.

    "Your painting of "Green Clothes" is so good! I don't even know how your little head grew, but you could come up with such a story. I can't stop watching it!

    The office is just that big. The editor-in-chief came over and asked me about signing Mu Huan. I was attracted by the style of your article "Qing Yi" on the computer screen at first glance. After reading two pages, I was attracted by your story again. Okay?  !

    What else is going on with Mu Huan?  "

    Song Qinrong remained silent and did not answer.

    When she finished painting "Green Yi", she randomly selected Mo Ke among the editors of publishing houses. Seeing that her name was more pleasing to her eyes, she sent the painting to the other party's email address.

    Who would have known that such a coincidence would take away the opportunity that Mu Huan finally asked for.

    "I was so happy at the time. I was focused on contacting you to sign a publishing contract. It wasn't until Mu Huan came to me with the contract that I remembered that there was him"

    Mo Ke patted his thigh as he spoke, "Really! I swear to God, I didn't mean to play tricks on him!

    Think about it, five years ago!  At that time, we, Mu Nian, were just a small publishing house struggling to make ends meet, with only a small amount of publishing funds If it weren't for your "Tsing Yi", would we be where we are now?

    With such a good work like yours in front of me, a fool would sign Mu Huan!  "

    Hearing this, Song Qinrong didn¡¯t even have to imagine, she could picture in her mind the stunned and despairing look of a young man when he learned that there was no hope of signing a contract.

    Qi Huan's heart is as high as the sky. For this opportunity, he has abandoned his dignity, humbled himself, and was shameless. He finally got the possibility of signing a publishing contract.

    How happy you are when you get the contract, and how desperate you are when you learn that you can't sign it.

    So that he eventually became depressed and committed suicide.

    Mo Ke¡¯s voice continued: ¡°It¡¯s been so long, but I still remember it very clearly. Mu Huan¡¯s face when he heard the news, it¡¯s not an exaggeration to say he was struck down by lightning!

    What a sin, what a sin

    But I can¡¯t help it. In the final analysis, it¡¯s Mu Huan who is not as good as others!

    "Compared with your "Qing Yi", his pile of drawings are not even worthy of carrying your shoes.  what can I do?  "

    What Mo Ke didn¡¯t say was that Mu Huan was almost emotionally broken at that time. A young man who had always been very elegant, completely lost his image and started yelling in the office, crying about unfairness.

    Mo Ke was just a small editor at that time, and he was soft-hearted and couldn't cope with it for a while.

    It was the editor-in-chief who came forward and criticized Mu Huan with ridicule and curses before he was able to calm down.

    "He was not convinced at first, so the editor simply threw your copy of "Tsing Yi" in front of him. After he read it himself, he couldn't say a word."

    Mo Ke said and shook his head.

    In fact, she sympathized with Mu Huan. It was one thing to be inferior in skills, but when he was compared with Leng Zhu as soon as he came out of society, the psychological impact caused by the other party's dimensionality reduction attack was simply beyond words.

    You may even doubt your life because of this.

    At that time, the always proud and self-sufficient young man finally turned completely pale in the face of absolute strength, the light in his eyes disappeared, and he walked out of the publishing house without saying a word as if his soul had been taken away from him.

    This picture is really impressive.

    Therefore, despite hearing the word Mu Huan for many years, Mo Ke stillI immediately thought of him.

    That young man who looks amazing, has a heart as high as the sky, but has an unmatched talent.

    Song Qinrong pursed her lips.  Here, all the truth is revealed.

    No wonder Song Muyao hates Leng Zhu so much.

    It was Leng Zhu who took away Qi Huan's last life-saving straw, and used his absolute strength to give Qi Huan a head-on blow, making him doubt the meaning of his existence and finally reaching a dead end.

    After Mo Ke finished speaking, he clicked his tongue twice: "Speaking of which, I haven't seen Mu Huan since then, and I don't seem to have heard of any works he published. I don't know how he is doing now"

    "He is dead." Song Qinrong said lightly.

    Mo Ke was stunned for a long time: "What! Dead? How did he die? When did he die!"

    ¡°The blow was too great, so I committed suicide. It¡¯s been five years.¡±

    Song Qinrong said that, regardless of Mo Ke's mood at the moment, she hung up the phone.

    People are sitting at home, and pots come from the sky.

    Song Qinrong was in this mood at this moment.

    If she could go back in time, she would rush back without hesitation and try her best to stop herself from submitting the article on a whim at that time, so as not to put Xiaobao in danger and torture now.

    Thinking of this, Song Qinrong felt so uncomfortable that she could hardly breathe.

    She took a deep breath.

    But now that it has happened, she can only make amends.

    Now that we know the real reason for Qi Huan's suicide, we have a direction to untie Song Mu Yao's knot.

    Suddenly, Song Qinrong thought of something and walked quickly to Fu Sichen: "Check the old location of Mu Nian Publishing House five years ago. Is it nearby?"

    If she remembers correctly

    "Three kilometers away from here." Fu Sichen's fingertips jumped quickly on the keyboard for a few times before reporting the answer.

    Indeed!

    Song Qinrong nodded: "If nothing else happens, Song Muyao will be there."

    Fu Sichen stood up immediately: "I will arrange for someone to explore the way first"

    "Don't scare the snake." Song Qinrong refused without saying a word, "Xiaobao is still in her hands, and she specified that I would be the only one to go."

    "I'm not worried. Song Muyao is a lunatic now!" Of course Fu Sichen disagreed.

    "Don't you trust me?" Song Qinrong put her hands around the other person's neck and kissed the man's lower lip helplessly.

    Fu Sichen shook his head.

    Of course it¡¯s not that he doesn¡¯t trust his girl¡¯s abilities.

    He was reluctantly willing to let the girl escape unscathed by herself, but this time he had to save Xiaobao

    ??When was Song Qinrong injured, not to save others?

    Not to mention, her injuries have only just recovered

    "Song Muyao is not Sheng Ting, she has completely lost her sense.

    "Xiaobao has no grudges against her. She can be cruel enough to attack a three-year-old child, let alone you."  I can't let you go alone"

    Before Fu Sichen could finish his words, he felt another stinging pain on the back of his neck.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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