"You are too scary, you don't even say anything!"

Xiao Li urged: "Open the manuscript quickly and let us take a look."

"Go get your sister a glass of water!"

Xiao Li wanted to finish reading before reading, but Wei Tingting didn't allow it. Others urged Xiao Li to act quickly, and everyone was waiting.

Having no other choice, Xiao Li trotted all the way, handed the water to Wei Tingting respectfully, and then watched helplessly as the lady opened the attached document.

What caught everyone's eyes were a few bold characters - "The Man Who Sells Memory"!

It’s still a familiar formula, and the name makes people feel that the story is unexpected. It piques people’s curiosity at the first glance, and until the end, it feels like a cat’s claws scratching its heart!

Fifteen minutes later, with red eyes, Wei Tingting took the printed manuscript to the office and handed it to the editor-in-chief.

A Jiang saw her and was the first to say with a smile: "Has Tang Shuang not submitted the manuscript yet? If not, forget it. Don't rush him. He is working on both movies and novels now, so he must be very busy..."

Wei Tingting glared at him and handed the manuscript to the editor-in-chief.

"Who said there was no manuscript? Well, everyone is crying after reading it."

Yes, Tang Shuang's "The Man Who Sold His Memory" is good. This story tells the story of a male protagonist who sells his memory to make money for his daughter's medical treatment. In the end, his head is empty, his memory is blank, and he becomes a person with nothing.

The past, the living dead without joy, anger, sorrow and joy!
Chapter completed!