After hearing Yongzhou's words, Fu Mojiu paused, his subordinates still had no expression on his face. He raised his head, and his eyes under the golden wire-framed glasses seemed to be able to see through his heart. He looked at Yongzhou silently, then withdrew his gaze and spoke in a cold tone.

"Thank you for your reminder, but I believe in my author, thank you for your kindness."

He believed that there was no fake data in Sangha. It was not because he felt that Sangha would not do this based on his emotional attitude, but because he analyzed the data of Tomb Raiders' Notes. Although it grew rapidly, it was very stable.

In addition, the original pen tip of this book is very good. Nowadays, these are all old-fashioned online writing types, the Tomb Raiders' Chronicles have become a school of their own, which can be said to have opened up a new school of Tomb Raiders.

This makes it look like a very rare book for readers who are already a little aesthetically exhausted.

Therefore, he thought it was normal for Tomb Raiders to have the current results.

As for Yongzhou.

Fu Mojiu could see through his inner thoughts at a glance, but he was still working together after all, so neither side broke up. Even if he was angry, he still had to create a harmonious atmosphere of harmony on his face.

This is what people with high emotional intelligence can do, and it is also a basic requirement in the workplace. When everyone first leaves campus, they are young, angular and individual, but through the experience of the workplace and life, they will gradually become smooth, and the edges will be smoothed.

People with personality are not sociable in the workplace and will be excluded.

Although I'm very rude, it's true that this is true.

This is also why Yongzhou was so angry that he wanted to explode and pretend to be kind to speak to Fu Mojiu.

Yongzhou was instantly angry when he heard Fu Mojiu's cold tone. He thought Jiuye was mocking him. He glanced at Fu Mojiu with his eyes, and then seemed to have a happy face.

"Okay, okay, just believe it! When you recommend this time, don't blame me for not reminding you if the data of the cycle is dead! I'm just waiting to see how you explain to the editor!"

At this moment, Fu Mojiu's mobile phone came with information.

He looked at Yongzhou first. He made a very detailed analysis of the data of reincarnation, so he listened to what he said, and didn't care about his words at all. Then he took out his cell phone and opened his lips lightly.

"Sorry, there's something going on, you're busy first."

After saying this to Yongzhou, he ignored him and opened the message.

Um?

Yunshu's message?!

Fu Mojiu remembered the roommate who rented a house with him. It took so many days before he remembered to ask him.

But at least I remembered him, not completely forgotten, it was not bad.

At this time, a curve of his mouth slightly raised, and his face, which was slightly paralyzed, became much more vivid.

He dialed the phone directly.

Su Yunshu just went out to choose the ingredients for making yogurt in the supermarket, and received a call from Brother Fu.

Take out your phone, damn! Brother Fu called me directly. It wasn't because he came to ask for punishment.

But then he thought that Brother Fu was not such a person, so he answered with confidence.

The other side did not speak, so Su Yunshu spoke first and took the initiative to admit that he had forgotten the fact that he had forgotten the contact, his tone was tempted and he was trembling.

"Hey, Brother Fu? I'm Yunshu, that... I went to film a few days ago, so I forgot to exchange phone numbers for you... Don't blame me."
Chapter completed!