The CEO’s Art of Wife Chasing

No, I am not negative at all.
On the contrary, I am willing to make every effort to overcome various life interferences, to submit my manuscript on time and escape the blacklist of procrastinating writers; I sincerely hope to receive guidance on writing direction, even if it is direct and sharp, because that is better than being alone; I am more willing to cooperate with any publishing guidelines, because only by investing more effort to meet requirements can one qualify for a mutually beneficial relationship with the publisher…
In a word, I want to survive!
So before dying, I am willing to “fight for my breath” one more time, which is the only thing I can control and strive to achieve, isn’t it? Writing this, a smile appeared on Ji Rou’s face.
It was a satisfied smile.
Because I know that if after all efforts, I still cannot resist the flood, then naturally I should not linger. However, even so, I believe these processes will be beautiful marks on my life, no one owes me, I can face myself, and more importantly, I know I have already gained enough.
So while still being an author, I will do my best to write my works well and strive to learn and improve; when I am no longer an author, I will happily be a reader, turning my love for novels into practical support, nurturing this field with my own ability, which can bring a kind of appreciation and beautiful mood. This is my current belief, and I want to share this relaxed state of mind with everyone.
I wonder if this preface has gone off-topic again? Now Ji Rou writes prefaces more freely, writing wherever her thoughts lead, hmm… feeling quite good, especially imagining someone holding and reading it (what an optimist), as if chatting through the text, ah! (Imagine the demeanor of a lonely woman finding a companion)
But Ji Rou understands one thing clearly: if she wants to write more prefaces, there is only one way – submit more manuscripts!
Submitting manuscripts…
Thinking of the manuscript by her side, polished but still unformed…
Oh editor, wait for me! Wedge house shared rental:
Wanted: One young, handsome, physically strong, financially wealthy, with a clean background and no bad records.
Done! The woman pasted the red note on the door, showing a satisfied smile.
She turned to go back inside, then remembered something and turned back, pursing her lips and blowing a kiss at the red note.
Come on, hurry up, I’m waiting for you…