Xiao Yu thought about the IP feast that the Qimingxing website would hold in the next few years, and that many writers would be treated like celebrities, as well as the situation where authors from major websites would crush each other, so he decisively refused.
"No. Not interested."
“A lot of authors and readers are interested in you.”
"Sorry, I don't plan on showing up right now."
"The boss said that if I appear, I can earn one million a day."
"Even for ten million, I won't go. Forget it, I won't embarrass you. Just tell your boss that I'm too ugly and embarrassed to show up. So as not to affect the company culture."
"Haha, usually people who say this kind of thing are mostly handsome guys."
"Brother, I'm really not interested. And you know, most novelists are socially anxious! I'm quite lively online, but if I actually go there, my image might collapse. If it affects readers' perception of me and my income drops, that would be a loss for both the website and me. Besides, I'm not going and I've remained mysterious, which might not be a bad thing for some people."
"But, if that happens, I'm afraid it won't be easy to get the internship report you want."
"It's okay. My friend happened to get me one from Qintian Group."
"Boss, is there a typo?"
"There shouldn't be any uncommon characters in the previous sentence, right?"
"Oh my god, oh my god! You can even get the internship report of Qintian Group?"
Xiao Yu: Not yet. But I should be able to get it, right? Mr. Zhou isn't that stingy, is he?
"...Okay, then I'll tell the higher-ups that you're from the Qintian Group and you're busy with work and don't have time. By the way, could you tell me what department you're in?"
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