Chapter 10 The Original Owner Or The Author

Melissa didn't touch the work of the original owner, but registered a new QQ account and a new account with the new QQ number. Because she didn't want to make a new name, she directly used the original world's author's name, which was called Duckweed In World.

Now that she had a family, she didn't have to live a frugal life like in the original world, relying on the thin manuscript. However, as an independent person, it was really impossible for Melissa to be a parasite.

It just so happened that she didn't have the pressure of life now. She didn't have to write the meaningless novel, which was similar to the famous novels on the website, in order to pursue the trend of the website. She could write something she liked wholeheartedly.

In fact, Melissa had already conceived a mysterious novel in her mind. The main character of the hero was a cold and smart student in a high school, and the heroine was Melissa herself.

Melissa had come up with this idea since she graduated from high school, but the website was popular with system novels and farming novels. The editor thought that the mysterious novel here had no market on the website, so he suggested that Melissa write something that the audience liked to read.

At that time, Melissa had to earn tuition by part-time jobs and writing. She was so busy that she had no time to think. When she heard that there was no market, she decisively chose to write a farming novel.

Sitting on the soft bed, with the latest laptop in her hand, Melissa raised the corners of her mouth and was in a good mood. Her mind was very clear. The sound of typing on the keyboard was so fluent that she didn't even stop for a second. She didn't stop until she finished the detailed outline of the whole novel in one breath.

"Wow! It's great. Without the enormous financial pressure, it's not that painful to write!"

Melissa stretched herself, crossed her hands and flipped outside. After a few cracking sounds, she picked up the laptop again and continued her big business of typing.

When she raised her head from the screen of the laptop again, it was completely dark outside. Unconsciously, a few hours had passed quietly, and Melissa was writing very smoothly. She slightly modified it and immediately sent two chapters to the website.

Beep! Beep!

'Eh, there is a message on the QQ account of the original owner.'

Melissa clicked on it and found that it was from a girl named True Love Wins. She had sent the message three days ago.

"Smile. If you are online, just answer me."

This was the message sent yesterday at 9:00 p.m.

"Smile! Didn't you say that your novel is made up? Isn't there absolutely no problem?"

It was the message sent today at 7:50 a.m.

"Smile! You can't play tricks on me! The prototype of your 'bottom' sent a lawyer's letter straight to the head office!"

Today, 7:12 p.m.

"Smile, you can't do this to me, okay? I'm going to be killed by the senior executives!"? ? ?

A lot of questions were written all over Melissa's head. What the hell?

After closing her eyes and thinking for a while, the good mood brought by writing as she liked disappeared in an instant. Melissa's forehead twitched for a few times before she opened her eyes, took a deep breath and opened an NN account in the original account.

After Melissa logged in this account on the website, she opened the backstage of the author almost tremblingly.

It was a book called Dear Junior, Love Me Harder! The title of the novel almost made Melissa blind.

Oh my God! It even had VIP chapters, and had a high subscription rate. Its popularity was comparable to that of a famous writer's novel! ...

Ignoring the bombing messages of True Love Wins, Melissa clicked on the novel curiously. After reading a few chapters, Melissa's little white face was flushed, her breath disordered, and a pair of wet eyes rolling!

'Oh my God, I can't stop after I read it!'

Melissa deftly closed her word and pulled the quilt. She stopped writing her novel, instead, she secretly retreated into the quilt and continued reading the novel.

Although the original owner was always called princess idiot, she was good at writing this kind of novels. Look at this novel, it was not allowed to write the detail of having sex at all, but the impact of this novel was very strong. No wonder her other novels were all failed, but this book was so popular. It was sweet, romantic and tempting. People who read it were all excited.

After being dragged downstairs by Amelia for dinner, she took a few bites casually and went back to bed to continue reading.

After reading the whole night, with a pair of black circles and a messy head, Melissa pushed the laptop out of the bed and fell asleep.

'Well, I'm so sleepy.' Fortunately, the novel was finished. Otherwise, she could do nothing but let this novel ended in the middle. She would never be able to finish it because she had never be in a love relationship with anyone since she was born.

She slept till noon. Last night, when she read the novel, her phone was muted since she was annoyed by True Love Wins' messages, which was unbearable. Therefore, Melissa did not know that the meeting room in an office building in a corner of the city was dignified because of the sudden arrival of a big boss, which was beyond everyone's expectation.

A burst of cheerful popular music rang. With a wrinkled face, Melissa irritably scratched her messy long hair, grabbed the pillow and pressed it hard on her head, which made the noisy music a little lower.

With a satisfied smile on her face, Melissa stretched her eyebrows and muttered something. Then she turned over and continued to sleep.

Ten minutes later, her phone rang again happily.

With her eyes closed, Melissa howled in pain. She held her head with both hands and pulled her hair irritably, twisting left and right. She just didn't want to open her eyes.

Perhaps the person on the other end of the phone had known what was on her mind. As soon as the phone stopped ringing, a new round of bombing began.

Melissa had no choice but to close her eyes and touch the position of the phone in her memory. After a long time, she finally found the phone that was a little hot.

"Hello, Miss Melissa Mo. Congratulations on your successful employment. You can come to our company tomorrow."

"Thank you. I don't need it. No insurance, no big prize, no building, no phone call, understand?"

Melissa didn't listen to her at all. She just thought it was a sales call. According to the previous world's habits, she quickly hung up the phone, turned off her phone, held the quilt tightly and continued to sleep.

In the secretary office of the entertainment company building, the decent smile on the beautiful secretary's face froze. She secretly turned her head and looked at the two leaders at the door of the president's office. Her tears were about to fall.

What happened to this little girl? Didn't she say that she was a loyal fan and didn't ask for salary? Didn't she say that as long as she could see Jasper, she would be satisfied? What was going on now?

The little secretary and the original owner were both the biggest fans of Jasper. They often exchanged their good pictures of Jasper in the chat group. A week ago, Jasper's entertainment company needed an assistant, and the little secretary immediately informed the original owner. The original owner had been a walking dead for more than half a year. Only when she saw Jasper could her eyes shine.

After hearing the good news from the little secretary in the group, the original owner immediately edited an electronic version of resume and sent it to the little secretary, hoping that she could help her. It was a piece of cake for the secretary. She didn't refuse but sent it to the boss's e-mail.

Today, when the little secretary received the accurate notice of the appointment of the boss, she immediately said that Melissa was a senior fan, she must be looking forward to it and should be informed as soon as possible.

Moore and Jasper happened to come out of the office. Hearing this, Moore was afraid of missing the fun and came over to see how Melissa would react.

He had thought of thousands of screams of joy, and even tears of joy, but no one had ever thought that this person would refuse.

"Jaz, are you losing your charm these days? What's wrong with her attitude? Isn't she a big fan of you?"

Moore teased him boldly. His legs were shaking, and his narrow and charming eyes were full of evilness.

Jasper's long leg in suit pants bent over and hit Moore's calf hard. Moore's calf was aching. If Moore hadn't been so kind to pull Moore, he would have knelt down on one knee to Jasper.

"Shut up!"

As soon as the two cold words dropped, Jasper's tall figure had entered the elevator. Moore rubbed his leg with a grimace and followed him into the elevator step by step.

Jasper had finished his work today. He hadn't seen his brother for a long time, so he made an appointment with him at a western restaurant near Harley Ye's company.

"Jaz, are you free recently? Can you do me a favor?"

After dinner, Harley took a sip of tea, took out a pile of documents from his office bag and handed them to Jasper.

"Melissa?"

Looking at the arrogant girl in the document, Jasper couldn't help but think of the girl's face that he saw in the club that night. He frowned in confusion.

"There is a novel about me on the website recently. Although it used an alias, anyone who is familiar with me can recognize me. Because I haven't been with any woman for years, the outside world has already guessed my sexual orientation. With this novel, those people might use public opinion to attack the company."

Wearing gold rimmed glasses, Harley looked more calm and noble, with the sternness and aggressiveness of a superior in his every move.

Jasper nodded to show his understanding. After chatting for a while, they separated.

After Jasper left, Harley took out his phone and dialed a number that was still familiar to him even though many years had passed.

"Hello, who's that?"

The man's cold voice came out from the phone. Although he pretended to be alienated, the trembling voice at the end still exposed the hidden uneasiness of the man.

"Have you read that novel? Her style of writing is very similar to hers. No wonder she is her apprentice."

The man on the other side of the phone held the phone tightly with one hand and clasped his thigh with the other. He was afraid that he couldn't help calling out the man's name.

"She, she knows nothing. She wrote it just because she thought it was fun. Please don't blame her."

"Blame her? What if I blame her? Huh! Or do you think your little sister is always right no matter what she has done?"