I heard that I'm a tomb robber

Chapter 41

"It's really hard to write a novel now. People scold me even if I'm a eunuch, and the new book is the same. Some people even complain that they are too slow and claim to report it." Mei Qian moved her fingers on the phone screen, deleting dozens of book reviews in a row, and then returned them. While complaining.

"Hehe!" Ning Chi, who was curled up on the sofa, curled his lips: "You are so kind! Don't forget that I am also a reader. If I am not too familiar, I really want to lock you in a small dark room and force you to update, brother Qian."

"It's not big or small!" Mei Qian raised her head leaning on the recliner, gave him a dissatisfied look, and asked again: "No, it's all on holiday, why are you still at my house?"

Today is the first day of New Year's Day, and he specially gave the two assistants a three-day holiday. Well, even though work is not busy, it doesn't matter whether they are on holiday or not, but life must have a sense of ritual, right?As a conscientious boss, employees' leave and benefits must be guaranteed.

Maomao hummed, and only sent blessings on the social software, no mention of work!But Ning Chi, this kid rushed over early in the morning, and then played games at his house, what is this like?
"My parents are gone, and my relatives are estranged. Why don't you be happy here and have a few meals?" Ning Chi picked up the apple on the tea table without peeling it, and took a bite with his mouth open.

"It's really the first time I've seen someone take the initiative to work overtime during the holiday!" Mei Qian sneered.

"It's the first time I've seen an author who deletes book reviews like crazy on New Year's Day." Ning Chi replied, this guy speaks more casually now.

Mei Qian shook her head, wanting to say something else, when the doorbell rang, and Ning Chi hurried to open the door.

Thinking that Mao Mao was coming, he tilted his head and glanced, but who knew that it was a tall old man who came in.

"Hey, isn't this Police Officer Zhang? You came to pay New Year's greetings before the date, why didn't you bring a gift?" Mei Qian lazily stood up and invited the visitor to take a seat, but she was not polite at all.

It was an acquaintance, Police Officer Zhang Yu, who came to the door wearing a police uniform, probably all holidays, so I don't know what happened this time.

Zhang Yu was not angry at his words with a gun and a stick, and sat on the sofa cheerfully: "I happened to be handling a case nearby, and suddenly remembered that someone seemed to be retreating at home, so I came here to see if he was still angry."

Mei Qian pursed her lips and turned to the wine cabinet. While looking for tea leaves, she seemingly inadvertently raised her eyes to look at the reflection on the side of the sofa on the glass, and saw that the eyes of Zhang Yu and Ning Chi did not meet, as if they were not familiar with each other. Sitting on the side, he couldn't help being slightly stunned.

Then he recovered his smiling face, took out the souvenir tea leaves from the previous meeting, handed them to Ning Chi, and then sat back on the chair seat on the sofa: "You Police Officer Zhang is a very busy person, what's the matter with you this time?"

In fact, he could more or less guess why the other party came.

Sure enough, Zhang Yu directly took out a brand new book from his bag and put it on the coffee table: "What do you think this is?"

Mei Qian drooped his eyelids: "You want me to sign it for you? No problem!" What was in front of him was his latest publication "I Heard I'm a Tomb Robber". He didn't even need to look carefully because the handcuffs on the cover were so conspicuous. .

"I know you were unhappy when you lost the lawsuit, but you can't torment our police?" Zhang Yu said helplessly, "I read this book, and the tomb in it is actually in Xiadu. Do you think we are too free?"

"This is a big misunderstanding. How could I be torturing your police if I use my enthusiasm for the manuscript fee?" Mei Qian took the teacup Ning Chi handed over, but shouted injustice in his mouth: "You also know that I recently If you have lost a lot of income, if you don’t earn any more, how will you live this year?”

After Zhang Yu nodded his thanks to Ning Chi, he turned his head and saw his appearance, and could only sigh: "You...you don't know what's going on now? Are you short of money? You dare to play like this, are you really not afraid of getting burned?"

"What's the situation? I'm upright and I'm not afraid of the slanting shadow, but I've stayed at home for a few months. The acquittal document hasn't warmed up yet. Why? You still want to let me in?" Mei Qian sat up straight , asked with raised eyebrows.

"You are honest, I don't know how many people are carrying your books all over the Xia Kingdom looking for tombs? I heard that some of them will put incense on your photo before leaving. It's cool to be the patriarch, right?" Zhang Yu felt that he was about to be annoyed.

Mei Qian couldn't help being stunned when he heard the words, and asked after a while: "Really?" He saw these news on the Internet, and simply thought that it was just a joke from netizens.But when these words came out of Zhang Yu's mouth, the meaning was completely different.

Suddenly, I feel that there are far more people with brain pits in this world than imagined.

"It has added a lot of performance to the colleagues in the local area." Zhang Yu didn't know what to think of at this time, and an extremely complicated expression appeared on his face. It took a long time before he returned to normal. He put on his hat instead of Chi's refill: "Forget it, it's the publishing department's business that this book is allowed to be published, and we have nothing to do with it. I have something to do, so I'm leaving first." But just as he stood up straight, suddenly He asked again: "Is there really a large tomb buried so deep underground in the city of Xiadu?"

Mei Qian was stunned again, and spread her hands with a smile: "I really don't know, why don't you ask an expert?"

Zhang Yu nodded thoughtfully, and unceremoniously handed out the book: "Come on, sign your name, and write better."

Mei Qian: "..."

After sending Zhang Yu away, the takeaway ordered also arrived.

Mei Qian brought out the beer, and they drank dumplings and side dishes.

In other words, although the two have been together for a few months, they seldom drink together, mainly because Mei Qian doesn't want to.

At first, because I needed to finish the old book in a hurry, I chose not to drink at all.

That time when Ning Chi came back from the Western Regions, he didn't know whether it was because he was in the hospital for a long time or because he was in a good mood, he really let go, and it finally made Mei Qian see for the first time what it means to have an amazing drinking capacity.

Others drank it sip by sip, but he drank it cup by cup. When he became interested, he kept his expression unchanged after blowing on three or five bottles.

Because of this, Mei Qian completely gave up the idea of ​​getting drunk with Ning Chi to find out his true and false origins, and even swore that she would never drink with him again.

Today is the holiday, and now they are all lonely wanderers, and it is unreasonable not to have a drink together.

Fortunately, as the boss, there are always some excuses to avoid drinking, and then most of the drinks went into Ning Chi's stomach, but in the end, both of them were only slightly drunk.

Then they returned to their normal state. One was lying on the rocking chair and watching the phone, and the other was lying on the sofa playing games.

Perhaps because of drinking, Mei Qian's mood became better.

In the past, on New Year's Day, he would either go to Mao Mao's house with the cheek, or he could only drink to the moon alone.

It’s more difficult during the Chinese New Year. It’s not easy to go to other people’s houses for a meal, so you can only face the empty house by yourself, and use a big drunk to offset the longing for your parents and relatives in another world.

Now, he feels that he has gradually gotten used to being alone, and he doesn't feel so sentimental anymore.

Suddenly remembered what Zhang Yu said, and hurriedly clicked on the search engine to check the news about himself.

The result was good. Regarding the release of his new book, there was a lot of ridicule on the Internet, but there were not many personal attacks as expected.

It seems that the time for retreat has come, and I can move around...

(End of this chapter)