The National Director is Mr. Perfect - Chapter 35

Chapter 35: 035 This Little Brat is Here for Revenge

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation

Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

After her classes were over in the afternoon, the day was officially over.

Jun Ci packed her school bag and went home.

In just one afternoon, she had already written at least 100,000 words.

As she was in class, she was extremely focused and was naturally faster.

When Brother Dog saw that Jun Ci had really uploaded another 100,000 words, he was dumbstruck.

Dogtail Grass: Big brother, update slower! We haven’t started recommending it yet, it’s still not on the shelf!!

Dogtail Grass: I’ll recommend it tomorrow, and the subsequent recommendations will depend on the results of your first one.

In fact, Brother Dog had already planned on arranging a big push for Jun Ci’s novel.

For such a good book, he also had some selfish motives in his heart.

Also, the more he read, the more fascinated he was. Brother Dog had to admit that the novel was superb.

This coherent structure and setting, and the wonderful story content… it was clearly a novel about rags to riches, but this Emperor author wrote with an unspeakable interest.

A hint of arrogance and tyranny among the brilliance!

Readers would have a refreshed feeling coursing throughout their bodies!

This was a rare expert-level writing style!

It was a novel that was simply hard to come by.

It would definitely be popular!

Brother Dog was simply too lucky that this author had chosen the Luo Du literary site.

No wonder he had arrogantly chosen Emperor as his pen name. This expert must have jumped over from another website.

But Brother Dog couldn’t find any information about Jun Ci signing a contract with any other website, which meant that he was a newcomer.

A newcomer having such a great writing style and even setting the story in the challenging world of sci-fi?

Brother Dog simply couldn’t believe it.

More importantly, the author could even write such awesome content at this perverted speed.

Those big shots in the current online literary world were far inferior in comparison with just his speed alone.

However, after he sent that message to Jun Ci, there was no reply. He had many questions in his heart, but he could only suppress them for now.

Jun Ci had obviously reached home.

There was Gu Lu in her head, so she had obviously received the messages from the editor.

She just didn’t want to respond.

As an emperor with a temper, she didn’t want to entertain anyone after school!

Also, there was a guest in her house today.

Jun Ci stood outside the door and her brows raised dangerously.

Truly, he had no regard for death.

There was an elderly couple tending their small shop outside, but their expressions were slightly puzzled.

When they saw that Jun Ci had returned, they winked and pointed into her house.

Jun Ci smiled and pretended like she didn’t know anything, then greeted the elderly couple, “Good afternoon, Grandpa and Grandma.”

“Ay, ay, hello Cici.”

Cici…

When Jun Ci heard this, the corners of her lips twitched.

Ever since she told this elderly couple her name, they took a liking to calling her “Cici”.

She didn’t mind since they were elderly after all, and were quite nice to her.

They had even invited her for dinner in the evening, and she naturally respected this pair of old people.

So she didn’t stop them from addressing her that way.

The old granny hemmed and hawed like she wanted to say something to Jun Ci.

But Jun Ci had already strode into the backyard.

In the backyard, Jun Ci immediately saw a towel-like statue standing at her door with a baleful aura.

Black shirt and shades with a bearded chin.

Just his figure alone looked threatening.

That little bastard, whom she had beaten up and hospitalized, was smiling arrogantly even though his arm was still in a cast.

He even raised his legs onto the stool with an overbearing air around him.

“You little brat, you still dared to come back, huh?”

“You little brat, you still dared to come, huh?”

Both of them spoke at the same time, then there was dead silence.