On the seventh floor of the Hongsen Building in Beijing, in the office of the 4th group leader of the business department of Xiangyun International Trade Company.

Feng Tingting sat behind a large desk, and a female employee in her early twenties was holding a report and asking her for some business instructions.

Feng Tingting, who was dressed in a dark professional lady's suit and tied with a colorful silk scarf, listened to the female staff's instructions, and her expression always looked a little unnatural, and the female staff who asked her for instructions on work couldn't help but look at Feng Tingting with strange eyes several times, and Feng Tingting didn't notice it.

After the female staff finished speaking, Feng Tingting did not give advice immediately, obviously distracted, the female staff had to call her lightly twice, Feng Tingting came back to her senses, smiled at her apologetically, and asked the other party to say it again, Feng Tingting listened carefully, and finally gave her opinion.

Waiting for the female employee to say goodbye and walk out of the office, Feng Tingting glanced at the office door that had been closed, she was the only one in the office, she sighed softly, leaned back on the back of the chair a little tiredly, reached out to open the desk drawer, took out the mobile phone from it, pressed the button on the side of the mobile phone, and the mobile phone screen lit up.

The beautiful and delicate thumb swiped on the screen a few times, and the phone screen was unlocked, and what appeared in front of her after unlocking was the chat box of Wen Chou's original group.

Looking at the chat content in the group, looking at the anger and distress of Lu Yang's book fans, Feng Tingting closed her eyes tiredly.

I just closed my eyes for a few minutes