Started as a comics editor

Chapter 6 Boss
the next day.

When Tang Yao got up, she had a headache, which was the aftereffect of staying up late. However, after she got up and sat on the edge of the bed for a while, she felt better.

After all, you are young.

Tang Yao lifted the thin quilt on her body, got up from the bed, then raised her hands and stretched hard.

Her already well-proportioned figure became even more prominent as she stretched.

then.

She looked at the completed short comic on the desk and a smile appeared on her face.

The speed was quite fast, it was finished in one night. Although it was a copy of the previous life's work for the transition, the speed was obviously abnormal.

Could it be that... my painting skills can be combined with the original owner's?

It seems impossible.

Maybe it's the state, okay?
Tang Yao tilted her head, unable to figure it out, so she gave up for the time being and looked back at the upper bunk.

Tang Xun had long disappeared, and the quilt was neatly folded.

Walk out the door.

really.

Breakfast is ready.

Tang Xun also changed into a loose school uniform and was sitting on the sofa looking at her mobile phone. Her long hair was tied into a high ponytail. I have to say... beautiful people can really do whatever they want. Even a loose and old-fashioned school uniform looks particularly good on her, making her look very youthful and full of energy.

At the same time, it's not overly student-like.

After all, they are sisters.

Like her sister, she is very tall and has a great figure with curves in all the right places, a completely adult figure.

"..."

the other side.

Hearing footsteps, Tang Xun put down her phone, first looked up at her sister in surprise, then stood up and walked to Tang Yao, reaching out to wipe the faint traces of blood from the corners of her eyes, and then said, "Go wash up quickly, I'll help you put on makeup and then go to school."

"Hey...you should go to school first."

Tang Yao's expression froze as she politely declined, "I'm not used to it."

"..."

Tang Xun looked at her sister, and although she didn't show it too obviously, her expression seemed to be asking, "What are you talking about?"

"I've given up. Now your sister's only thought is to make money. Do you understand?"

Tang Yao was stared at by her sister, her face slightly red. She knew that the sudden change was difficult to explain, so she could only force herself to explain, pat her on the shoulder, and turn around and run towards the bathroom.

Tang Xun looked at her sister's back, then turned her head and looked at the bedroom again. She thought of the comic book manuscript she had seen in the morning and placed on the table, and the weird and extremely impactful human heads... balloons in the comic book, and pursed her lips slightly.

Is the pressure really too great?

the other side.

After Tang Yao finished washing up and changed her clothes, she stood in front of the bathroom mirror, looking at her fair and delicate face in the mirror, feeling a little helpless.

Although human habituation ability is beyond her cognition.

But she still persisted...

It’s these insistences that are hard to explain.

trouble.

It even felt more troublesome than taking a shower, after all, she was already used to taking a shower...

But the latter seems to have no choice but to get used to it.

After all, the initial stage of doubting life has passed, and now it is the stage of recognizing reality...

What else can be done?
Should I run to the street and throw a tantrum at God, asking him to take me back?

It's not realistic.

not to mention……

Tang Yao reached out and gently covered her heart. She really only wanted to make money now, because as soon as she returned home and faced the girl outside, she could not suppress the strong urge to make her life better.

In fact, she couldn't suppress it when she first arrived, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to come out of it so quickly.

A reverberation of some kind?
……unimportant.

"Anyway, whether I have a sister or not, I have to make money. It would be weird to be poor after finally having a new life, huh!"

Tang Yao pressed her chest with a little force and muttered to herself with determination. Then she changed the subject and looked down at her chest: "Hey, why does it feel a bit tight? Should I buy a larger size... Bah!"

I bother!

Why did I suddenly think of something wrong while thinking about it?

make money!make money!make money!

Don't think of a larger size for me!
Tang Yao put down her hands, patted her face hard, sorted out her thoughts a little, then walked out of the bathroom and returned to the living room.

Tang Xun didn't force her to put on makeup, but she occasionally looked up at her sister with a strange look in her eyes.

Tang Yao could only pretend not to see it.

Finish breakfast and clean up the mess.

Tang Xun went to school, and Tang Yao took a deep breath, opened the door and was about to leave home... But before leaving, she thought about it, and went back to the room to find a cowhide bag and took the manuscript out with her.

……

Ten o'clock in the morning.

Wenxin Hall.

"Big Comic" Editorial Department.

If the editorial department was deserted yesterday, it is now in chaos.

Because the editor-in-chief is back. And the magazine's printing deadline is approaching this week.

"Qiao Yunming! Isn't that crossover comic ready yet? How many times have I told you!? It's very important! It's very important! If you want Big Comic to go bankrupt and you lose your job, just say so!"

"Right now, the cartoonist's storyboard has run into some problems..."

"Deal with it right now! I must see the original manuscript this week! I must!"

"..."

As soon as Tang Yao entered the door, she heard a familiar roar.

At the editor-in-chief's seat, located in front of all the workstations, a man in his early forties, wearing glasses, with very obvious bags under his eyes, and who seemed to have a bit of a hangover, was roaring.

In front of him was a man in his thirties who was sweating profusely and kept explaining something.

The former is the editor-in-chief of "Big Comic", Ding Yilong.

Although Tang Yao didn't really want to say that, it was that sentence - every boss is incompetent, otherwise there would be no need for subordinates. The purpose of subordinates is to help their bosses do the work they don't know how to do.

But unfortunately, the boss in front of me is indeed the type without talent.

It’s not that he really doesn’t know anything, it’s just that he is better at administrative work... Of course, most editors in the editorial office prefer to call him a master of drinking, a tool for flattering his superiors, and a ruthless reporting robot.

Maybe he has other shining points that his subordinates haven't discovered, but considering his bad personality, no one is interested.

And obviously.

He is in a very bad mood at the moment.

Because the sales of "Big Comic" have been declining recently, the objective reason is the impact of the Internet, especially the rise of mobile Internet... On the other hand, it is because the quality of the magazine's recent serialized works has continued to decline.

Editor-in-Chief Ding was unable to solve the former, so he could only focus on solving the latter.

His solution was to deal with the editors who liaised with the cartoonists.

After all, to some extent, he is indeed a pure person. He has no interest in comics. Although he can understand storyboards, stories, dreams, and future as a cartoonist are not important to him.

All he cares about is sales. As long as the magazine sells well and the reports are well-made and can be explained, he is easier to talk to than anyone else.

However, if sales are poor and the financial statements look bad, the responsibility falls on him, and he becomes the nightmare of the entire editorial office.

Obviously, the current situation belongs to the latter. He might have been questioned by the higher-ups at yesterday's meeting.

That's why he looks so grumpy today.

Also.

Tang Yao also saw an unexpected person, the young bald Kang Ming, whom she was responsible for receiving yesterday.

He was standing not far from the editor-in-chief's desk at the moment, looking like a minion.

Because the editor-in-chief was busy criticizing the editor.

At the same time, Kang Ming heard footsteps and turned his head slightly to look. When he saw that it was the angelic girl from yesterday, his eyes suddenly lit up.

just.

Without waiting for him to feel a little relieved.

the other side.

"Tang Yao!"

The editor-in-chief's roar rang out again.

Tang Yao walked over expressionlessly, passed Kang Ming, and stood on the other side.

The other editors looked at her with sympathy.

"Where is Shao Changqing's manuscript?"

Ding Yilong looked at the pretty girl standing in front of him with a dull face, anger surging in his eyes. "The deadline is coming soon. Don't make a fuss like last time. You should know I'm not interested in playing the game of growing up with you! If you can do it, take the manuscript back! If you can't, just leave. I don't know why HR assigned you to the men's magazine editing team, but I'm not HR. This is your last chance..."

"Editor-in-chief, let me make a statement first."

Tang Yao took a deep breath and calmly interrupted, "First, I don't know how personnel are assigned, and I have no right to ask. Please don't act like I have any influence. Second, I urged them yesterday, and as expected, I will go out and urge them again later. I will try my best to retrieve the manuscript. Even if I can't retrieve it, I have prepared a backup plan. What happened last time will not happen again, please rest assured.

Thirdly, editor-in-chief, I should have mentioned the issue of Mr. Shao to you. I request you to inform the relevant departments and ask them not to arrange so many messy autograph sessions and activities. He is the type of person who likes to hang out everywhere, but you said that he should give full play to his appearance advantages... I implore you not to forget that the essence of a cartoonist is to draw comics, not to run activities for sales, but you said that sales are the most important part.

He also complained to me yesterday that there were too many activities! "

Ding Yilong saw Tang Yao's very organized explanation, but instead of calming down, the anger in his eyes became even more obvious. It was unclear whether it was because he felt his authority was challenged, or for some other reason: "Are you questioning me? Or is this my problem!?"

"I dare not. I will go and urge him later."

Tang Yao shook her head and continued, "Compared to that, I think the editor-in-chief should pay more attention to Mr. Ou Congquan. He's currently just scribbling and completely ignoring my opinions. I suggest you contact him personally..."

boom--

The words are not finished yet.

Ding Yilong slammed the table, startling Kang Ming. He interrupted Tang Yao and shouted, "I was just about to talk about this issue! But you brought it up first! Teacher Ou complained to me yesterday! He said you kept harassing him and were giving him orders without knowing anything! I asked you to solve Shao Changqing's problem! Teacher Ou was just doing it for you! He was just giving you a gilded hand! You can't even put the cart before the horse! You're such a hopeless case!"
There's something wrong with Mr. Ou's drawing! Do you think you can understand more than him? Do you know which work has the highest sales in "Big Comic"? Do you know what the impact of "Girls to Boys to Swords" taking a week off will be?

Tang Yao was slightly startled, then took a deep breath: "Editor-in-Chief, have you... read Ou Congquan's work?"

"The question isn't whether I've read it or not! I'm asking you! Do you know more about comics than Mr. Ou?!"

"..."

Tang Yao stared at the angry editor in front of her, her chest heaving slightly, and simply chose to shut up and stop talking.

SB sales robot!

Just wait!
"You're so self-righteous! You've got nothing to say, right?!"

On the other side, Ding Yilong was even more furious: "You are not allowed to visit Teacher Ou anymore! Just contact Shao Changqing! I will consider assigning it to someone else later, as well as the comic award..."

Tang Yao didn't wait for him to finish and said directly: "Teacher Tang, who agreed to contribute to the comic award, replied to me yesterday that he turned it down because he had too much work."

Ding Yilong's eyes widened suddenly, and the veins on his forehead popped out: "What—"

"But I contacted a very talented cartoonist whose work I had already seen."

Tang Yao didn't wait for him to continue his rant and continued, "I think it's better than Teacher Tang's work. I'll give it to you for review later."

(End of this chapter)