One Night Lovely Wife $5.50: Overwhelming Black Belly Husband Chapter 3259: Brother, no more [4]

Song Song rubbed her eyes. It was only half past five in the morning. Who would call her so early?

Could it be that Xiner found out that she was missing, and came over early in the morning to ask for her guilt?

However, when I opened the phone, I found that it was not Xiner's phone number, but her book editor Niu Nana.

Niu Nana, known as Sister Na!

He is an older editor in the Imperial Capital Comics Publishing House, who is in charge of Song Song's publishing of this comic. He called early in the morning, it must be related to the book, Song Song did not dare to neglect, and quickly answered.

"Sister Na, morning!"

"Hmm." Niu Nana responded casually, and hurriedly said, "Song Song, have you finished drawing your manuscript?"

"I can finish the painting in the morning, I'll send you an email at noon, is it okay, Sister Na?"

"Noon? No way! I called you early in the morning just to make you hurry up! Hurry up! The investor asked for a quick publication. I heard that the investor called and scolded the boss in the middle of the night. The manuscript is so slow, and it has not been published for several months. You must hand in all the manuscripts for the first volume this morning, and then sign the royalty contract!"

Niu Nana acted resolutely and gave orders in a series of voices.

Stroking the bruises and bruises on his body, Song Song didn't want to go out to meet people.

She sent her previous manuscripts to the publishing house by mail.

However, this time, it looks like it won't work, and I have to go.

"Okay, Sister Na, I'll do it as soon as possible."

"Hmmm, don't make me rush me a second time. Got it?"

Niu Nana has always been very strict with newcomers, Song Song quickly nodded and said yes.

She is a newcomer in the comics industry, and she has always been soft-spoken, not to mention that she has to rely on this book to make a living, so she must not offend the editor.

Hang up the phone, she energized herself, increased her speed, and retouched the cartoons she had drawn.

Finally, just in time for the sun to rise, I finished the last stroke!

Kneading her sore arms and wrists, before she could eat breakfast, she hurriedly packed her paintings, carried her portfolio, and walked quickly to the bus stop.

Reluctant to take a taxi, she can only take the bus for one dollar!

On the way, Song Song was surprised to see the news that Dongfang Yunhe announced that he and Nalan Xiner were married on the big screen scrolling.

"Didn't Xiner marry General Qi Bei? Why did she change to Professor Dongfang?" She shook her hands and dialed Xiner's phone, but she couldn't get through—the phone was turned off.

"The world is changing so fast. It feels like the sky has changed overnight." She sighed and put down her phone helplessly.

At this time, of course she doesn't know yet, and soon, her life will change!

When she reached the door of the publishing house, she stopped and pulled her clothes.

It was a little hot, but she still wore a high-necked long-sleeved shirt when she went out. She also wore a hat and sunglasses to cover up the bruises on her body and avoid being talked about.

Uneasy tugging at the collar again, she walked quickly into the publishing house.

"I'm Song Song, I made an appointment with Sister Na."

"Okay, you go directly to the second floor, turn left, the innermost one is Sister Na's office." The little girl at the front desk guided.

Song Song lowered his head and walked quickly to the second floor.

I'm secretly glad that I came early, and I didn't bump into anyone, so I can finish things quickly and go to a ****.

After all, the manuscript fee hasn't been paid yet, so she doesn't have much savings, so she needs to use it sparingly.

However, she was too happy.

Just behind her, three or five women came in a hustle and bustle.

The woman in the lead, dressed in fancy dress and painted with blood-red nails, tapped on the workbench of the little girl at the front desk: "That woman is the painter surnamed Song?"

"What kind of painter, Sister Weiwei, you flattered her too much! She's just an intern!"