Quick Transmigration: Targeted by the Boss

Su Qiao ate dinner in her own room. She was afraid that she would not be able to eat when she saw Su Ying's woman.

After the meal, she opened the two large envelopes sent by the newspaper that Mother Liu brought back today.

It contained a letter from the editor of the newspaper, as well as a cash check drawn by a foreign bank.

In half a month, she earned six hundred oceans.

Two novels, plus a collection of poems, plus four treatises, are all given the highest price.

She was just about to call out Xiao Si, who was busy writing a novel, to make him happy, but unexpectedly, the check in her hand was taken away.

"A fee for publication?"

"Um."

Su Qiao glanced out the window, and the genius darkened: "So early today?"

He threw the check on the table, picked up the person from the chair, and sat on his butt: "If I don't come, my woman will be snatched away."

Su Qiao couldn't help but laugh at the sour words.

Leaning into his arms, his eyes teased: "Who is so bold?"

Zhang Jingchen's face was very stinky: "Why did the idiot find you in the afternoon?"

"You don't know?" Su Qiao was a little surprised, but then understood again.

No wonder Zhang Jingyu dared to say that in the afternoon.

"Hmph, he actually blocked me." Zhang Jingchen's eyes were very sinister.

Su Qiao quickly reassured Shun Mao: "Actually it's nothing, he just said that if someone dares to bully me or threaten me, help me beat him."

The man's face became even darker, like a dark cloud covering the top: "Don't listen to him."

"This coward is not very brave, but he is full of bad water. He is trying to sow discord between us."

Su Qiao found it interesting and raised her eyebrows: "Why is he provoking?"

"He said that we can never be together in this relationship now. He also said that even if you get divorced, you can't marry me. He also said that you are not worthy of his status."

Su Qiao's mouth twitched.

She believed the first two sentences, but the latter sentence could only be a question mark.

"real?"

"How dare you believe me?" Zhang Jingyu got angry, and when she stuffed her finger into her mouth, she took a bite.

Looking at the rescued fingers full of saliva, Su Qiao's head was full of black lines: "You are a dog."

"Yes, I'm a dog, so from now on, I'm going to bite."

The man pretended to bite again, Su Qiao quickly withdrew his hand: "Don't, I believe you can't do it?"

Zhang Jingchen snorted coldly: "It's almost the same. If you dare to doubt me again next time, it won't be so easy to let go."

I finally feel better.

He picked up a stack of newspapers from the table and carefully looked for Su Qiao's essay.

"Is Tingyu your pen name?"

"Well, what's wrong?"

The man was sour again, "Hmph, those idiots have been reading the few essays you wrote for the past two days, and they even praised them."

Su Qiao was angry.

He stretched out his hand and twisted his ear, staring at him threateningly: "What, do you mean that my writing is so bad that I'm not worthy of praise?"

Zhang Jingchen hurriedly rescued his ears and flattered:

"Of course not, I mean, my woman, of course it's up to me to boast, do I need his dog to meddle with the rat?"

"..." There are a lot of people out there boasting. Could it be that those people are nosy?

What's the logic of this guy?

Zhang Jingchen was the most annoying to read these things on weekdays, but today he carefully looked at Su Qiao's essays word by word.

After reading it, I started to read her serialized novel again.

"By the way, what does your pseudonym mean?"

"Follow the trend and take it at will."

The pseudonyms that those people took were poetic and picturesque, and it was not easy for her to get them too ugly, so she took such a literary and artistic name.

"My woman is really different."

Those who write some sour words all day long take a pseudonym, think about it for a few days, and check this dictionary and that book.

After checking and searching, in the end, the woman in his family didn't pick it up easily.