Mr. Kane Got Blacklisted

Chapter 900

[Take a look at the goddamn mirror. I’m the one who has been cleaning up after you

all these years. You have no skills in writing historical dramas, yet you still do it. Can

you at least do some research before coming up with your bullshit scripts? And, how

dare you ask me who the historical figures in my version are? I clearly stated them in

my work. Are you fucking illiterate???]

The group chat was silent. [Show some respect, Felicity.] The screenwriter wrote in

anger.

[Respect my ass! Are you even worthy of respect? You hold meetings where your

assistants brainstorm ideas because you have absolutely no talent whatsoever. You

take everyone’s thoughts and compile them as one and then ask us to revise the

script.

[It’s fine that we have to revise the script since it’s our job, but could you treat us as

human beings at least? While we were working overtime to review the manuscript,

you were out watching a movie with your wife. You promised to give us a fair share of

5 million

were, you

can’t stand being

at 6:00

at 5:50 p.m.??? I’m fine with working overtime since I don’t have

go home to, but Max and Lynda have partners and kids, you know? How

time with their family if

8, sometimes nine. And,

the revised script done by

The screenwriter sent a smiley face and said, [I’ve screenshotted this

be responsible for

show the screenshots to your father-in-law or

you be without him? I’m not afraid of you, jerk.] Felicity sneered.

sent a screenshot of the PayPal transfer to the group. [I’ve wired you

money. I can’t believe you divided 100 dollars into

share with the group. That’s not even enough to pay for my

period of silence in the group

long after, the entire group was full of words

out her anger,

The asshole screenwriter’s father-

in the company, which meant that she

Felicity did not have a deep attachment to the company.

for three to four years

disappointed at the

lay on the couch, changed her Facebook status