"No problem, but she's been traveling lately and won't be back for about three months." Li Jinjin thought for a while: "The manuscript will be sent by email." ”

She looked at the environment: "It's too bad here, why don't I rent a new place." ”

"There's no need." Dai Song scratched his head, "Don't you think it's very artistic here?" It's especially gothic. ”

"But it's not like a serious company." She really didn't understand his brain circuitry.

"It's okay, comic book writers are all neurotics, and when it comes to a serious environment, they don't fit in, and every time they come here, they are inspired."

She took a closer look at the small place, not looking at the dilapidated appearance, the computer equipment was still up-to-date.

"Aren't you afraid of thieves?"

"That's a problem, too." Dai Song thought for a while, "Someone picked the lock two days ago, but fortunately, an alarm was installed here, and the courier downstairs came up to check it." ”

"I'll find a cultural garden."

"Then I'll find it." Dai Song turned on the computer, "Leave the contact information, I'll send you some information, you study first." ”

"Do you need funds?"

"You don't have to worry about money, hurry up and help me find Red Rabbit to make an appointment, her die-hard fans are getting fewer and fewer, and the content outline of the comics, I have already sent it to you."

Yes, it didn't look like she was here at all, and Dai Song was already typing on the computer, seemingly forgetting that she existed.

With such peace of mind, she was overjoyed.

"Then I'll leave everything to you, I'll go and urge the manuscript right away."

As soon as the phone rang, five million were credited.

Ha, Feng Lei, even if you give child support.

When she got home, Song Yuan was sorting out the specimens, and she leaned over: "There are so many kinds of butterflies, so beautiful!" ”

She picked up a large butterfly that shimmered all in blue: "What is this?" ”

"Big Blue Butterfly." Feng Moran happened to come out of the room.

"That Song Yuan." She carefully put the butterfly aside and asked casually, "Where are you going next?" ”

"Go to the islands of Malaysia, it's winter here, and there are too few bugs."

"Oh, Ranran, what do you want to do this month?" Her tone was very soft: "Do you want to go on an investigation with your brother?" ”

"Have you offended someone?" Ran Ran raised his eyebrows.

"No, it's idle anyway, it's idle, it's better to go out for a walk."

"What about you?"

"As your guardian, I should naturally accompany you, and I will take care of the logistics."

Song Yuan shook his head: "No." ”

"Do you have friends with?"

"Well, three or five, your physical strength is not good, and you will be held back when the time comes."

He seems to have a habit of cleanliness, and everything is neatly arranged.

"I promise I won't be held back, and I love nature." She was smiling.

Before she finished speaking, she saw her son open his hand: "Mom, if you dare to touch it, I will help you convince Brother Song Yuan." ”

A large, black, fluffy octagonal tarantula lay quietly on his palm, almost the size of his palm.

"What is this?" She took a big step back in fright, her hands clenched tightly to her chest.

"Tarantula, very friendly." Ran Ran gently held up the spider and patted it lightly with his fingers.

"Where did you get that?"

"You know, the mountains are full of all kinds of insects, if you are not careful, you will be bitten by mosquitoes, the temperature is more than 40 degrees, and there will be snakes, can you stand it?"