In the office.
Morning Glory swayed her hips and sat on Meng Bo's lap. "President," she said, her eyes red as if she had been crying.
"Baby, what's wrong? You're so clingy as soon as I return," Meng Bo said, his hands wandering suggestively over her chest and waist.
"I was wronged, and I want you to stand up for me," Morning Glory pouted.
"Oh? Who dared to wrong my little darling? They must have a death wish," Meng Bo chuckled, pinching Morning Glory's hand playfully.
"It's a novelist named Xuan. I thought of bringing him under my wing. He's very talented, and I wanted to personally nurture him. It was for his own good, but he refused, cursed me, called me shameless and ugly, and then blocked me. I got so angry that I deleted him too, and now I can't find the chat records," Morning Glory complained tearfully.
"Xuan? The male author who's been a huge hit in the male genre?" Meng Bo frowned.
"Yes, that's him. President, you don't know this, but Xuan is under Foxtail's management. Foxtail has always had it out for me. This time, it might even be Foxtail's doing. Xuan is taking advantage of his success, thinking the company won't do anything to him, and he insulted me," Morning Glory said, tears streaming down her face.
"Baby, don't cry. I'll make sure you get your revenge," Meng Bo said tenderly, wiping her tears.
"You always say that, but it's been a year, and Foxtail still struts around in front of me like he owns the place," Morning Glory turned her face away, slipping off Meng Bo's lap. "You prioritize the company over me, and that's understandable. After all, I'm not as important as the company. President, I'll head back to my office now."
Meng Bo wasn't about to let Morning Glory leave so easily. She was the most beautiful and well-proportioned woman in the entire company, and she was quite adventurous in bed.
Moreover, she had just gotten married. The thought of playing around with another man's newlywed wife was thrilling.
Meng Bo grabbed Morning Glory's hand and pulled her back into his arms. "It's simple. I'll assign him to you directly and fire Foxtail. How does that sound?"
Temporarily switching editors required the author's consent, but practically no author would dare to refuse the website's arrangement. They depended on the website for their livelihood, and no one would dare say no. Xuan wouldn't be an exception.
As for Foxtail, he was just an ordinary editor. There were plenty of people lining up to join their Feiyue website; losing him wouldn't make a difference.
"Really?" Morning Glory's eyes lit up. "Thank you, President!"
"Baby, I've missed you so much. Come here, let me kiss you," Meng Bo said eagerly, leaning in.
"President~" Morning Glory coquettishly pushed against Meng Bo's chest, pretending to resist but ultimately giving in.
Soon, the office was filled with ambiguous sounds.
Half an hour later, Morning Glory emerged from the office with a smug expression. She walked over to Foxtail's desk.
"Winning temporarily doesn't mean winning forever. Some people shouldn't get too cocky. What's mine will always be mine, and no one can take it away," she said triumphantly before returning to her own desk.
Foxtail frowned. What did Morning Glory mean by that?
Was it about Xuan?
Not long after, Foxtail was summoned to the HR department.
"Foxtail, pack your things and leave the company. The company will compensate you with a year's salary," the HR representative said.
Foxtail's face immediately darkened. Sure enough, the company no longer had a place for him—or more accurately, Morning Glory didn't.
Perhaps it was for the best. He wouldn't have to put up with others' attitudes anymore. He had had enough!
"What about Xuan? How will he be assigned?" Foxtail asked.
"I heard from the president that he's being assigned to Morning Glory," the HR staff replied, feeling a bit sorry for Foxtail. He had worked hard to sign a breakout author, only to have it handed over to someone else—and now he was being fired.
Just as he thought!
Foxtail's brows furrowed with concern.
He contacted Lin Xuan. 【I've been fired, bro. The company is assigning you to Morning Glory. You don't plan to keep writing for Feiyue, do you? If you do, she won't give you any favors.】
He could already predict Morning Glory's actions. She wouldn't give Lin Xuan's novels good recommendations and would scrutinize them for violations, taking them down at the slightest issue. Most novels couldn't withstand such microscopic scrutiny.
Lin Xuan quickly replied.
【That works perfectly for me. If they hadn't assigned me to her, I would've been disappointed.】 Without a doubt, there would be further moves.
He planned to blow this up, which would give his new novel website a lot of publicity.
Foxtail: ???
Huh? Disappointed?
Foxtail frowned. Given Xuan's personality, why would he willingly go under Morning Glory?
As he pondered, Lin Xuan sent another message. 【I'm about to start a novel website. Interested in joining as an editor?】
Foxtail: 【!!!!】
So the reason he wasn't continuing with Feiyue was that he was starting his own website.
Foxtail quickly replied, 【I'm in!】
Even if the website didn't take off, he didn't mind. Xuan had already earned him tens of thousands in commissions.
【Bro, before launching the website, you'll need to gather a lot of novels to fill the library,】 Foxtail kindly reminded.
Lin Xuan: 【Already done. I've written over twenty novels, and I'll keep writing more.】
Foxtail: 【!!!!】
【You wrote them all yourself?】 Foxtail gulped.
Lin Xuan: 【Yeah, I've been writing for years. I prepared them all to be released together.】 Lin Xuan didn't mention that he had written them all in just a few days—that would sound too unbelievable.
Of course, it was all thanks to his space.
Foxtail: 【Bro, I'm sticking with you!】
With over twenty novels written by Xuan, each one was guaranteed to be a hit! Xuan's website would skyrocket in no time!
Tsk tsk tsk, Feiyue was about to face a formidable competitor.
Lin Xuan soon received the news about being assigned to Morning Glory.
The editor-in-chief messaged him and forwarded Morning Glory's QQ contact.
Editor-in-Chief: 【Add Morning Glory. She'll be managing you from now on.】
Lin Xuan: 【I don't think much of her.】
The editor-in-chief frowned and kindly reminded him: 【This is the company's decision. If you refuse, it might affect you and your novels.】
Lin Xuan: 【Whatever.】
The best outcome would be if they took his novels down. His goal was to have Feiyue provide free publicity for his new website.
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