A notification sound for a new email rang.
"They're here!"
Xu Lan shouted excitedly and hurriedly opened the email.
Wang De'an also immediately came over.
The two read Lin Que's reply word by word.
After reading it, a long silence fell over the office.
"The editor-in-chief... he... he refused to speak and denied that he was Mr. Su."
Xu Lan's voice sounded somewhat disappointed.
Wang De'an laughed.
He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses, his eyes gleaming with an "I knew it" light.
"Xiao Xu, you're still too young."
He analyzed slowly and methodically.
“Look at his wording.”
I am unworthy of such praise; this is mere humility.
"An unknown writer"—this is self-deprecation.
A love of peace and quiet, a dislike of being disturbed—that's precisely the mark of a truly virtuous person!
"Think about it, if he really is a newcomer eager for fame and fortune..."
Would this be the reaction if someone received a commission from someone of our caliber?
I've been itching to give them my phone number and home address for ages!
"The more he acts like this, the more it shows that he has confidence and doesn't care about these things!"
He may not be Elder Su, but he's definitely on the same level as Elder Su!
Wang De'an said with absolute certainty.
Xu Lan listened in a daze, feeling that what the editor-in-chief said... made a lot of sense!
"Then... what do we do now?"
"What should we do? Do as he says!"
Wang De'an slammed his hand on the table.
"Respect! We must show the utmost respect!"
He doesn't want to be disturbed, so we won't disturb him.
He wanted to communicate via email, so we only sent emails.
"Reply to him immediately, saying that we fully respect his habits and look forward to his next masterpiece."
In addition, draft the contract and transfer the first payment as quickly as possible!
We need to show him our sincerity and efficiency!
"Understood, Editor-in-Chief!"
Xu Lan nodded emphatically, feeling as if she had received an incomparably sacred mission.
Wang De'an stood up and walked to the window.
Looking down at the city's skyline.
He clenched his fist.
It's as if we can already foresee what a bombshell "The Miracles of the Namiya General Store" will drop on the literary world.
Meanwhile, the instigator who stirred up the trouble has switched battlefields.
Lin Que closed his email and skillfully logged into the author backend on Hongguo Novel Network.
As soon as it went live, I noticed that all the notifications in the site messages, comment section, and book review section had reached 99+.
99+ is the limit for software, not the limit for "Human World is Like Hell".
The lingering influence of "Don't look under the bed tonight" still resonates, and readers' enthusiasm is at an all-time high.
Those urging for updates, those giving tips, those lamenting, those creating derivative works in the comments section...
A scene of utter chaos and debauchery.
Lin Que's gaze swept over the soaring data in the background, and a smile appeared on his lips.
very good.
The lingering effects of this wave of fear are beginning to subside.
It's time to unleash a new storm.
He created a new document with a title consisting of only four cold words.
Ghost Knocking on the Door.
This is the first major climax of "Human World is Like Prison".
This is also the key event that completely drags the protagonist, Yang Jian, into an endless abyss of the supernatural.
Lin Que's gaze became focused.
Inside the studio, the melodious classical music had stopped sometime earlier.
Outside the window, the night was deep and dark.
Inside, the only sound was the rapid, almost explosive clatter of keyboard keys.
He began to create his "dream".
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