Chapter 229 A Patch with Profound Meaning

The patch that Pei Qian was applying naturally had a profound meaning.

The study session had been going on for a week. During this time, the authors ate and lived together, and all of them already had a tendency to be workaholics, so now their thoughts were highly unified.

Pei Qian wanted to reduce their burden, but they all flatly refused. It was clear that this problem could not be solved overnight.

So, Pei Qian came up with a solution: first, he would create an opening!

Give the person who wrote the most and was the most diligent a day off, let him play for a day without any pressure, interrupt his flow of inspiration, and let him experience how happy it was to be a salted fish.

And let the person who wrote the least experience the Tengda spirit, actually using Tengda's entertainment atmosphere to continue to wear down his writing enthusiasm, making him even more of a salted fish!

The person who wrote the least was undoubtedly the most salted fish among these authors, and also the breakthrough point.

Bring him to Tengda, treat him well with good food and drink, and when he goes back, he will definitely tell the other authors this news.

After the other authors know that the person who writes the least will go to Tengda headquarters to eat, drink, and have fun, they will definitely rush to slack off and write less, forming a kind of vicious competition.

Over time, a large number of authors will write less and less, and this solid workaholic alliance will naturally collapse!

The more Pei Qian thought about it, the more he felt that this plan was very good, simply perfect!

…

In the evening.

The crew of "A Beautiful Tomorrow" had their farewell dinner at Ming Yun Private Kitchen, and the crew officially disbanded.

Outside the villa, everyone said goodbye reluctantly.

"President Pei, thank you so much for taking care of us during this time! If there's anything I can do in the future, feel free to contact me. I'll do anything!"

"Thank you for the treat! This was the most delicious meal I've ever had!"

"President Pei, would you welcome me to visit Jingzhou again in the future?"

"Wishing the movie a box office success!"

"President Pei, I know some good distributors and people in the cinema chains. If you need help, I can help you connect..."

Pei Qian said goodbye to everyone one by one, and sincerely invited everyone to come and play at any time, promising to treat them well.

After all, every time he treated them, he could spend more money.

Pei Qian flatly refused only the last suggestion.

"Don't worry about the movie promotion, I'll take care of it myself!"

Finally, everyone was sent away.

Pei Qian breathed a sigh of relief. He had been busy with many things lately, one thing after another.

Of course, the movie was only finished filming, and he could only truly relax after it was released.

But that was at least a month away, still far away.

He still had to take care of the present.

Pei Qian thought with some melancholy, "Let's take it one step at a time, first solve the problem of Zhongdian Chinese Network, and then take a look at the Shared Ace Student..."

"Huh, it seems like there's one thing I've been forgetting..."

"Oh, right, Shared Phone Booth!"

Pei Qian thought of the Shared Ace Student and suddenly remembered something he had wanted to see for a long time but had always been too busy to remember.

Shared Phone Booth!

He was supposed to take a look at it on Monday, but there were too many things this week, exams, treating guests to dinner, President Li also came to meddle, plus Ma Yiqun's website had some unexpected problems, so he forgot.

"Five days, there shouldn't be any big problems, right?"

Pei Qian thought about it. Five days was enough for Ruan Guangjian to draw two phone booths at most. Adding the first one, there would be three phone booths at most.

What kind of trouble could three phone booths cause?

There shouldn't be any big problems.

Of course, to be on the safe side, he had to take a look this week.

Pei Qian was afraid that he would forget again, so he quickly wrote it down in his little notebook.

…

…

January 21st, Friday.

Cui Geng got out of the car in the underground garage with some trepidation, and took the elevator with the driver to the 16th floor of Shenhua Grand View.

Last night, he and Ming Yu had already submitted their leave requests.

However, the reader comments below their leave requests were completely different.

Ming Yu's leave request said that he had written the most during the study session, so he was granted a day of free activity, and he would not be updating. He would update 15,000 words tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, and the day after the day after tomorrow to compensate.

The comments below were basically shouting 666.

"Awesome, boss!"

"Relax and wait for your big update!"

"Quickly call those one-chapter-a-day people @ in here to learn!"

And Cui Geng's leave request did not mention the specific reason, but only said that he had important matters and was taking a day off.

He originally wanted to muddle through, but the readers' comments instantly stabbed him in the heart.

"It's over, are you going to drop it after working hard for a week? You're not persistent enough!"

"You didn't even mention making up for the update! You really live up to your name!"

"Did the kidnapper boss already receive the ransom and let him go? Please don't, keep him kidnapped, we'll crowdfund how much money we need!"

"A little-known message circulating from other authors' groups! It is said that the pigeon is being given ideological education because he wrote the least haha haha!"

"The person who wrote the least in the entire study session? That sounds like he deserves it!"

Feeling the different treatment, Cui Geng sighed.

Alas, different people have different fates! Different treatment!

When others take a day off and enjoy themselves, the readers all cheer;

What about me? I ran to headquarters to receive ideological education, and I was ridiculed by the readers.

Unbearable!

Cui Geng was thinking when he heard a "ding" and the 17th floor arrived.

Cui Geng walked out of the elevator to the front desk, explained his purpose to a pair of beautiful twin receptionists, and soon someone came out to greet him and led him in.

"Hello, my name is Wu Bin, from the Human Resources Department."

Wu Bin had a smile on his face, but Cui Geng still felt a chill in his heart.

Human Resources Department!

As far as Cui Geng knew, many large companies now used the Human Resources Department as the Eastern Depot and Embroidered Uniform Guard.

I'm afraid today's learning task will not be easy...

As a pigeon, Cui Geng felt a lot of pressure.

However, Wu Bin just opened the door to the entertainment room: "Please."

Cui Geng: "?"

He poked his head in and found that there were large TVs, game consoles, mountains of game discs, high-end computers, and even a few large arcade machines.

Novels, comics, magazines... also filled a wall.

It was difficult to describe his first feeling, but to sum it up in one word, it would probably be... heaven?

Cui Geng looked at Wu Bin, a little confused, with a question mark on his head.

What does this mean?

Eat a good meal before hitting the road?

Just as he was about to ask, Wu Bin said with a smile, "Please come in, this is President Pei's arrangement."

Hearing that it was President Pei's arrangement, Cui Geng breathed a slight sigh of relief.

As a famous online novelist, Cui Geng had a strong ability to imagine.

At that moment, the scene of "Leopard Head Misentering the White Tiger Hall" appeared in his mind.

But on second thought, he felt that this idea was quite absurd. The probability that President Pei would use this kind of trick to trick him and the probability that this guy in front of him was "falsely conveying an imperial decree" were about the same, both infinitely close to zero.

Although he was puzzled, no salted fish could resist the temptation of this entertainment room.

So, Cui Geng walked in without hesitation, sat on the sofa, and picked up the controller.

Wu Bin very considerately helped close the door to the room.

Cui Geng: "..."

"Although I don't know what's going on, let's just go with the flow..."

Cui Geng was too lazy to think, and picked a game he liked to play.

After closing the door, Wu Bin returned to his workstation.

Today's task was specially assigned by President Pei.

As for the intention behind it, Wu Bin was also a little puzzled.

President Pei only told him to take Cui Geng to the entertainment room, provide meals at noon, and then let him do whatever he wanted. He shouldn't even care whether Cui Geng wanted to leave or stay.

He just mentioned one thing: "If Cui Geng asks about the Tengda spirit, give him a little hint."

…

At 10 a.m., Pei Qian woke up naturally, turned over and sat up, and yawned.

Looking at the watch, Cui Geng should have arrived at the company and was being influenced by the Tengda spirit, right?

Pei Qian had already arranged everything yesterday, and asked Wu Bin to be responsible for the reception.

In Pei Qian's view, Wu Bin had passed the Tengda spirit compatibility test on the second try, so he must have a good understanding of how to slack off.

Letting Wu Bin take Cui Geng to the game room to play games for a day, this hint was obvious enough, right?

If Cui Geng still didn't understand, then let Wu Bin give him a little hint and impart the secrets of slacking off in a relatively subtle way.

Double guarantee to ensure nothing went wrong.

In short, when Cui Geng returned to the study session, he would bring back a seed called "slacking off," which would take root and sprout in all the authors.

This seed would make them compete with each other, break new lows, and disintegrate the entire study session from within...

Thinking of this, Pei Qian got up to brush his teeth and was in a great mood.