Other-Worldly Restaurant of A Stay-at-Home Dad

The female editor looked at the yard, looking a little worried, hesitated and said: "boss, if I go to ask first, if she doesn't want to give advice, then forget it."

Delma also looked at McGonagall and said with a smile, "boss Padar, you often deal with the author. It's hard to avoid being shy, but you don't want to deal with people."

"Ask first, if he really doesn't want to see you, then forget it." McGonagall didn't ask. Anyway, the address has been made clear. He's not afraid that he can run.

The female editor nodded slightly and knocked on the door.

After a long time, there came a lazy voice, "who?"

"Woman?"

There was a look of surprise on both Del Mar's and Meg's faces.

McGonagall didn't expect that the guy with such a coquettish pseudonym should be a girl?

Of course, to his surprise, why was Delma 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 have a good sleep The voice came from inside with a sense of resentment.

"Why does this sound a little familiar?" MEG frowned.

Delma peeked at MEG, then winked at the editor.

The female editor had no choice but to harden her head and say, "I... our boss said that he would like to meet you and talk about book cooperation with you. Another boss of the publishing house also wants to meet you."

There was a long silence inside. Then there was a small crack in the window. Three knives flew out of the window and nailed them to the tree in front of them.

"No!"

The window slammed shut and there was no sound.

Delma looked at the three knives flying close to his face. Her forehead was sweating. She swallowed her saliva and said with a dry smile, "Oh... What? Now the author can perform acrobatics. The demand is really higher and higher."

McGonagall looked at the three knives. They didn't go deep into the wood, but they all stabbed into the tree.

It shows that the girl is not strong, but her accuracy is good. She should practice a lot on weekdays.

Of course, it doesn't matter. The important thing is that he confirmed three things.

Northwest lone wolf is a woman. He should have met this woman. She is a young girl.

"It seems that the author is quite arrogant. In this case, let's forget our cooperation." MEG turned and left.

"Ah, ah, ah! Boss padal, we still have to discuss this matter... "Del Ma was stunned. She didn't expect that Meg's face changed so quickly. Just now, she said that she didn't want to give any advice. How could she suddenly say that she would cooperate?

Delma chased MEG three blocks and finally lost her breath.

"Hi

Delma slapped her thigh heavily and turned blue with anger.

The female editor also chased three streets of Delma, gasping for breath and stopped behind her, "old... Boss, where are you?"

"No..." Delma lost a face and looked back at the editor with a grudge. "Your bonus and salary are gone, too."

"No, we said so, didn't we?" The expression of the female editor suddenly collapsed.

"You also said that if you didn't spoil her too much at ordinary times, she wouldn't even see her boss?! If you can't bring her to my office tomorrow, you don't have to "Said Delma angrily.

It's about to reach 20 million in his mouth, so he flies away, his heart is bleeding.

However, he has come up with another way. Since napadar is willing to offer so much money for cooperation, it shows that the book "boss Mai's wife" is indeed very promising in the Los empire. As a copyright publisher, although there is no channel in the Los Empire, he can go to those leading publishers to cooperate.

Maybe we can make more money.

As for the northwest lone wolf to the publishing house, one is to give her a little deterrence, let her recognize her identity, just an author, what is there to be arrogant.

Second, I want to sign a new contract with her and bind her to Delma publishing house so that other publishing houses will not get involved.

This book is very popular, which proves that she is a powerful author, and she may be able to make a lot of money in the future.

Anyway, a treaty can bind her here, and then it will be the cash cow of Delma publishing house.

Think of here, sitting in the carriage of del Ma can not help but laugh out of the pig cry.

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"These guys are going too far. As an independent writer, they will never make any concession in this kind of thing!"

In the room, Cynthia put the package on her back and looked at the knives piled up in the corner of the room.

If you sell them all, you can buy a lot of big meat buns.

"It doesn't matter. I'm just going out to relax. I'll come back after a while. You're good. Maybe you'll have to support me if you don't have any money to come back." Cynthia came forward, took the sharpest knife from the knife mountain, wrapped it in cowhide, and hid it close to her. Then she leaned in front of the door and looked around for a while. After confirming that there was no one outside, she slipped out lightly.

"I didn't expect it to be her." MEG showed half of his face from the end of the alley, with a strange expression.

He knew the girl. The day Elena returned to the restaurant, the girl suddenly jumped out and almost nailed him a stigma pole.

I just didn't expect that she was the "Northwest lone wolf" who wrote such a novel behind his back.

Now, looking back on her performance that day, is it too deep when she wrote novels in the middle of the night? That's why there's such a comedy?

Although she is a frequent guest of the restaurant, McGonagall didn't let her off easily for this kind of purposeful guest.

After all, the rumors she made have already brought him trouble, and the trouble is still fermenting.

MEG followed her at a distance 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 how to face?" McGonagall looked at the little hotel and was thinking about how to negotiate with the novelist.

As a result, Cynthia, who had just entered the hotel for a while, came out of the hotel with great interest. Her package was gone and should have been put in the room.

McGonagall turned his head and heard the girl muttering to himself, "go around first, and then go to the Maimi restaurant for dinner. Today's portion of braised pork must be arranged, and this month's contribution will be sent to my husband after all."

McGonagall:

So conscious?

No... why does that sound so awkward?

Love you write small h Wen to make money, is to support me?

But that's enough to put McGonagall out of his mind to fight her now. Isn't she coming to the restaurant anyway? Why don't you meet her in the restaurant.