Being too ferocious because of caution

Chapter 538 Feng Nan who wrote the manuscript

Yang Dianfeng's admiration for Zhao Yi comes from the bottom of his heart.

He is a public person.

I have always had respect for those who stand out from the crowd.

The vehicle drove along the road and left here.

After Zhao Yi left, the rain in Twilight Manor not only did not stop, it actually started to fall gradually again...

The mail truck from before came over again and stopped at the gate of the manor.

A man in a raincoat got out of the car and looked at the manor.

"very nice……"

"You can make a new copy again."

He said, taking out a clock and pointing it at Dusk Manor. A faint light shot out and enveloped the manor.

The man in raincoat turned the clock in his hand.

The part of the manor shrouded in shimmering light changes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Plants are growing, the walls are mottled, and the bus in the large yard of the manor is rusting at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The plaster statues in the main hall of the manor also cracked.

The broken corpses inside fell to the ground, but gradually began to twist and tremble. The man in the raincoat sewed the corpses up, and then stretched out his fingers and lightly touched their foreheads. The next moment, these corpses immediately came to life. His eyes exuded emptiness and malice!

"You... just take it as a test for the next copy..."

The man in raincoat said.

Waving his hand, he disappeared on the spot...

…

"Oh~ When I am alone at night, where should my heart be~"

Beautiful music sounded in the car.

But Yang Dianfeng's expression did not ease at all, and he was still struggling with the fact that he was kicked out of the live broadcast room by 'Dale Lai Mengmeng' just now.

He couldn't figure it out.

Zhao lit a cigarette, opened the car window, felt the cool breeze blowing on his face, and said:

"Since you like it, why don't you find a girlfriend?"

"Thousands of dollars, to put it another way, brother, you don't have a long memory..."

Yang Dianfeng was stunned for a moment, scratched his head and said with a bitter smile:

"Mr. Zhao, you won't understand..."

Zhao Yi turned his head and looked at him:

"Call me leader from now on."

Yang Dianfeng hesitated for a moment and said:

"It's...the leader."

He also lit a cigarette.

"With an income group like mine, it is easy to support ourselves, but falling in love is out of reach for us..."

"If I have a girlfriend, should I date her, go shopping with her, or travel with her?"

"Do I still have to give her gifts during the holidays? Send her red envelopes?"

"With the little money I have, I really can't help but make money."

"After giving everything, maybe all I got in exchange was 'Why can't you be a little more motivated' before breaking up?"

Zhao Yi smiled and asked:

"What do you think is ambition?"

Yang Dianfeng said seriously while driving:

"Motivated spirit... is the bloody reality."

"He no longer has the attitude of a person who strives to make progress and live hard, but has become a talkative person in a high-end restaurant; he has become a luxury car and a famous biker speeding by on the street; he has become a man on a yacht holding up his hands. Let’s toast to the precious wines in the wine pool.”

"Sometimes, I really feel like the world I live in is very sad."

Zhao Yi looked at the dazzling array of different spaces outside the car window and sighed:

"What you said is just an inevitable trend in a civilized society. It is not sad."

"You know...what's sad?"

Yang Dianfeng was stunned.

"What's sad?"

Zhao Yi continued:

"The sad thing is that you clearly understand these principles deeply, but you still live in a way that you look down on."

Yang Dianfeng fell into silence.

"I have a good impression of you."

"So let me help you once."

Zhao Yi took out his mobile phone, showed a QR code, raised it to Yang Dianfeng, and said with a smile:

"Scan it and you will get 1 million ghost coins immediately."

"This is enough for you to buy a large number of navy troops to take revenge on 'Da Lai Lai Meng Meng'."

"But this money...if you borrowed it, you have to pay me back 1.5 million."

Yang Dianfeng stared at the QR code on Zhao Yi's phone, his throat moving slightly.

There is something in the body that is ready to move.

he thought.

He really wanted to.

The anger in his heart told him that he must give this bad woman a lesson!

But he did not immediately scan the QR code in Zhao Yi's hand, but asked:

"Leader, if it were you...what would you do?"

Zhao Yi smiled and said:

"There is no such thing as if."

"I don't know how to watch female anchors, let alone give them gifts."

Yang Dianfeng was startled, then he laughed and said:

"I'm sorry, Master... Poverty limits my imagination."

"There is really no need for people like you to watch female anchors."

After saying this, he picked at the leather on the steering wheel with his fingers and whispered:

"Let's forget it..."

"She is also trying to survive. I am indeed angry, but it is not right to cut off someone else's life for such a trivial matter..."

"Internet violence is terrible."

Zhao Yi took back his phone.

"I like kind people."

"Although people like you are not suitable to survive in this cruel world."

"But that doesn't stop me from liking you."

Yang Dianfeng chuckled and scratched his head.

The car quickly drove out of the alien space and returned to the abandoned city.

After getting off the car, Fengnan called Zhao Yi.

"What's the matter, Boss Feng?"

Zhao Yi answered the phone.

Fengnan:

"On a sunny tomorrow, I will wake up from a comfortable bed..."

Zhao Yi raised his eyebrows and interrupted him:

"Are you reading the manuscript again?"

Fengnan:

"yes."

Zhao Yi:

"Who wrote it?"

Fengnan:

"I."

Zhao Yi rolled his eyes and complained:

"Obviously, you are not suitable for writing manuscripts...so don't write manuscripts next time, just tell the story."

On the other end of the phone, Feng Nan exhaled.

Stab——

The manuscript was shattered.

"I'm coming to talk to you tomorrow."

Zhao Yi:

"Okay, I'm free tomorrow."

Fengnan thought for a while and felt that there was really nothing more to say, so he replied:

"Um."

"Hang up."

Just when he was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly couldn't help but ask:

"You really don't need to write a manuscript?"

Zhao Yi rubbed his eyebrows:

"Boss Feng, is writing manuscripts some unknown tradition of the company?"

Fengnan replied:

"no."

"Old Yan said that I have a bad temper and am afraid of getting into trouble with you."

"He cherishes you."

"So he asked me to write a manuscript before communicating with you. The words should be as beautiful and soft as possible."

Zhao Yi laughed:

"This must have taken you a while."

Feng Nan glanced at the dictionary that was about to be turned over on the table, and said slightly angrily:

"Hang up."

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PS: Second update.

Previously, some book friends said that my novels were too dry. I was either working or on the way to work.

These two chapters are a little bit more about daily life.

Let's just leave it at that.

There will definitely be an endless trial within a week.

Good night babies! !

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