My Rich Hot and Infertile or Maybe Not Husband

Chapter 876

“How many problems have I solved for you over the years? You don’t have any creative talent or literary taste, yet you insist on writing scripts. Shouldn’t you have some sort of literary and artistic background? Are you illiterate?”

No one in the chat group dared to reply. The screenwriter fumed, “Trishal Watch your tone!”

“Screw you! Do you even deserve my respect? If you can’t write a script, you can hold a meeting with us and ask our little assistants to help you think about the plot, and then you mix everyone’s ideas together and make us do the editing”

“We can accept editing the script, because that’s our job. But you should at least respect us, right? When we’re burning the midnight oil editing your script, you’re out watching movies with your wife. You promised half of your income as a bonus for us, but when you sold it for 5 million, you only gave us 20 thousand. What, do you think we’re beggars? One of our coworkers complained about how stingy you are, and the next day you transferred her to another department. What’s the deal with that? Can’t we voice our opinions?”

“You always call for a meeting at 5:50 when we get off at 6. I don’t mind working late, but many of us have kids at home. They were looking forward to getting home early to be with their kids, but you made us stay in a meeting till 9 at night. Then you expect us to send you the edited script within three hours. Do you think we don’t have personal lives?”

The screenwriter responded with a smiley emoji, “I’ve taken a screenshot. Adults need to take responsibility for their actions.”

“I would never be

our role model,” and soon the entire chat was filled with messages of

job.

to the company, but she had worked there for three or four years since graduating and had made many friends. If she really had to leave, she would feel a

herself looking destitute. She set the privacy settings so her mother couldn’t see

her mother worrying, but rather that she was afraid of her mother mocking

was about to go to bed after showering, she

a studio and needs a scriptwriter.

in bed, excited. Is my luck finally turning around? She quickly picked up her phone and started chatting with Jace.

groggily and saw that it was already 8:30.

bearings, she slowly turned to look at Liam lying next to her, naked, with his left arm under her head as a pillow and his right

could clearly see the scratches and

night flooded her

her waist and tried to slip out of bed quietly. But just as she

are you going?” Liam’s sleepy, husky voice