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 dollars,

stingy you were,

her. What? You can’t stand being

6:00 p.m. But, you come

fine with working

to, but Max and Lynda have partners and kids,

their family if

at 8, sometimes nine. And, you have the audacity

revised script

a smiley face

responsible for your own

show the screenshots to your

without him? I’m not

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

divided 100 dollars into twenty virtual money

not even enough to pay

short period of silence in the group chat, someone said,

group was full of words

Felicity got to voice out her anger, it was clear that her job

The asshole screenwriter’s

company, which meant that she would probably be fired after this

have a deep attachment to the

years after graduating and

was disappointed at the thought

on the couch, changed her Facebook status to [unemployed], and