The Bumpy Road of Marriage: Divorce Now, Daddy

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Seeing the author, Da Xin has never known this matter. Ye Cong took her to do whatever she wanted. She had been with Ye Cong for more than a year. She could n’t understand Ye Cong any more. He would n’t really sell it. Yourself.

Although the author greatly sold the copyright of the film and television, he still rented a house, a two-bedroom, not big, and completely in line with the identity of an Internet addicted girl. The living room is not very neat, and the messy books are on the ground or on the table With.

The author was originally named Mei Xinlin. He is a very cute girl with a height of about 1.5 meters and a baby face. It is said to be 25 years old this year, but it looks almost the same as 15 years old.

Mei Xinlin opened the door and saw that there was a pause. The woman was wearing sunglasses. The man had just taken off the sunglasses. The face was more illegal than her male **** Ding Yingdi.

"You, who are you looking for?"

"Miss Mei, the author of XX Eagle XX."

"Ah?" Xinya sounded more excited than Mei Xinlin, and suddenly reached out to hold Ye Cong's wrist: "Who do you say she is?"

Although Mei Xinlin didn't know who they were, his baby still had to recognize them.

"Hello, this is Ye Cong." Ye Cong took the lead in reaching out.

If Mei Xinlin did not know who Ye Cong was before yesterday, but after last night, she could not have known yet.

"Mr. Ye!" Mei Xinlin was excited, and the netizens did not bully me, this Ye was always really handsome.

Since this is Mr. Ye, then what should be around him is-Xinya.

"Mr. Ye, new teacher, please come in." Mei Xinlin said, greeting her baby's new father and mother with a little excitement.

Mei Xinlin packed up some messy rooms with a little embarrassment, asked them to sit down and went to the kitchen to pour water over, and then put it on the table, "How can Mr. Ye and the new teacher come over?"

Xinya is still excited. If it wasn't for Ye Cong's pressure, she didn't know what it was like now.

Xinya took off his sunglasses and showed that small face, and his big eyes were shining when he looked at Mei Xinlin.

"Mr. Mei should know about the temporary suspension of TV dramas?" Ye Cong said straight away.

Mei Xinlin nodded, this thing is so online, she certainly knows.

"Teacher Mei, I'm sorry, mainly because--" Xin Ye's words weren't finished yet. Ye Cong's eyes passed, and she bowed her head and dared not speak.

Mei Xinlin looked at these two people, feeling that Mr. Ye's warning eyes had the smell of dog food.

"This is mainly because Mr. Yu moved some ideas in the script, but we think it might be better for the original author to copy the knife. I don't know if Mr. Mei is interested in picking up the playwright."

After Ye Cong finished, not only Mei Xinlin was shocked, but even Xinya was shocked.

So, Ye Cong brought her to invite Mei Xinlin to be a screenwriter?

The original author can write a screenwriter to restore a book better.

"Me?" Mei Xinlin never thought that a company's president would come to her in person, or let her take care of the children she sold. "But I don't know how to write." It's storytelling, but it's much worse.

"Mr. Mei can rest assured that there will be other screenwriters who can help Ms. Mei now. See if Ms. Mei is willing?" Ye Cong said quietly, as if he hadn't planned to return empty-handed.

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