33 Does This Person Really Think He’s An Emperor?

After the contract was mailed out, there was simply nothing to worry about.

Jun Ci felt at ease, and after she had lunch at a restaurant outside, she returned back to school for classes.

Wu Lan only managed to verify Jun Ci's information in the afternoon. That photo really was Jun Ci's actual person.

Which meant that this person was so handsome that it didn't make any sense.

In the afternoon, when Jun Ci's editor came to work, he saw the contract editor, Wu Lan, and another colleague excitedly having a discussion.

"Did you guys win 5 million from the lottery or something? You're so happy!"

He went over and pulled out his office chair to take a seat.

The editor Wu Lan leaned over and looked so excited as if China's richest man had come to her to say that she was an illegitimate daughter of his!

"Oh my god, Brother Dog, you just stepped on dog shit!" "

Brother Dog, "..."

Brother Dog's editor name was Dogtail Grass.

It was a name that was pure and unconventional.

As the work names in the office were all chosen based on plants and they had drawn lots to decide.

Brother Dog was unlucky and drew Dogtail Grass, which was the most unconventional one. Hence, he got the nickname, Brother Dog!

Brother Dog was in charge of the sci-fi category on the Luo Du literary site.

As this category wasn't very popular and Luo Du was also a new website, Brother Dog didn't have many authors under him.

Receiving this comment the moment he reached the office, Brother Dog coughed, "Miss White-Edged Swedish Ivy, please explain?"

"Don't call me White-Edged Swedish Ivy!"

Wu Lan smacked Brother Dog's shoulder and had a smitten look on her face as he grimaced in pain. "Did you know that the newcomer you asked me to sign a contract with for that sci-fi category, that's right, the one called Emperor - do you have any idea how good looking he is? Oh my god. I didn't believe that there could actually be such a handsome man in China when I saw his ID card!"

Brother Dog, "..."

So all the female colleagues in the office were so excited today because of the new explosively handsome author under him.

"Let me take a look."

Although the author's information couldn't be disclosed, Brother Dog was his editor, so it was fine.

Wu Lan tossed Jun Ci's ID card into Brother Dog's face.

Brother Dog was dumbfounded.

At that moment, he seemed to have seen all future authors falling into ruins.

This person was so good-looking, but he didn't want to be an actor and came to become an author instead? Was there something wrong with his head?

*

Jun Ci added her editor in the afternoon.

And saw that her editor's name was Dogtail Grass.

Even though Jun Ci had met many people before, she was still slightly taken aback when she saw this name.

Why had he chosen such a name, huh?

This was simply unacceptable for Jun Ci's taste.

Dogtail Grass: Hello, I am your editor.

Seemed like he knew that his name was embarrassing and didn't even introduce his name. In any way, the author could read it for themselves.

Emperor: Hello

Dogtail Grass: Well, let's get straight into the main topic. I've read the contents of your novel, and the world framework was clearly set in the first 20,000 words. Your style is also very impressive, and this is a book with good potential. But as for your title, it is still not quite in line with the style of the site. I would like to change your novel to "Interstellar Glory". It is simpler, what do you think?

Emperor: What's the difference between this and the title I came up with?

Dogtail Grass: The difference is that it is five words less

Emperor: Your idea is not bad. Let's do as you say then, I approve of it.

Dogtail Grass: ...

Damn, did this person really think of himself as the emperor?