“……”

I always felt like he was driving??!

But I don't have any evidence to break it??!

No, how did he know I was a woman??!

Xiao Mushroom Liang nibbled on the chicken leg and felt that someone was peeping into her life.

Say yes and be a mystery person!

Is it being seen???

Editor: I'm a pure man!

Beauty's boss: Oh.

If you don't debunk you, you're the horn.

“……”

So perfunctory?!

Beauty's boss: That can't be said to be fast! [Serious face]

"Ahem, cough, cough..."

→_→

[The god of stocks] was seriously shocked, and the chicken thigh meat in her mouth choked her and coughed.

Beauty's boss: How detailed should you be?

The boss of the beauty: How to place each position of the two people in detail?

"Ahem, ahem...

It's not what I thought it would be!

This is not a car to kindergarten!!

And Xiao Mushroom Liang felt that the person on the other side was the most unbelievable and said it in a very serious tone??

Editor: You! What kind of car are you driving!!

Beauty's boss: ??

Beauty's boss: Didn't you ask me to go into detail???

"This little mushroom is so fickle, tsk~"

"How can a woman be so fickle!! Obviously, only men can grind and chirp. ”

【Fork Waist Yun】

Editor: ...... I didn't tell you to elaborate on this!

Beauty's boss: ???

Beauty's boss: Didn't you let me tell me the specific details of the plan?? Isn't that what I wrote about my plan?

Beauty's boss: [Scratch your head. GIF】

“……”

"it."

It seems that there is nothing wrong with it???

I was speechless???

It seems that the plan is really written about this...

As soon as he thought of that plan, [Stock God] felt faceless.

The [Stock God] who saw the plan before was like a lightning split, but in order to maintain the "first taste" of the plan, Xiao Mushroom Liang handed in the manuscript with the feeling of being struck by lightning.

-

The top of the Fu Group.

"President, this is the information of the [God of Stocks]."

Xue Yan leaned forward, maintained a respectful posture, and placed the folder in his hand on the table.

As an elite of the elite, Xue Yan is very efficient and can meet his boss's requirements in a very short time.

What's more, Fu Yan said that there was no need to be as detailed as the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, so Xue Yan only needed to call up some basic information and create works.

Next to the head of a big man with his feet is written the pen name "Stock God" and this series of works that he created, completed, and helped with this pen name.

35 years old, male, unmarried.

18 years old, female, unmarried.

One is a handful of random information on the website, and the other is real information, and the difference between the two is so big that it is jaw-dropping.

Of course, Fu Ji was not surprised, like Shi Yun, Fu Ji also knew that the other party was a girl as soon as he opened his mouth.

Shi Yun was able to distinguish the gender of the [Stock God] because he had been dressed as a man for so long, and he had long had experience.

And Fu Ji is because he has been in the mall for so many years, who has never seen anyone, and he can have a unique discernment as soon as the other party opens his mouth.

"Is all the literature she worked on here?"

The man leaned back, leaned against the back of the chair, his elbow lightly rested on the handle, and easily held the folder and looked at the materials inside, silently, with a light eye.

"It's all here."

"[Stock God] is a special editor, and he usually participates in not many projects, and there are few follow-up works, and he has never created any works alone."

"Yes."

"Go down."

The man lowered his head and looked at the information in his hand, unable to see his expression, only to see the long thick eyelashes stretching like butterfly wings.

Facing the ground obliquely, Fu Ji looked at the information in his hand, his fingers lightly tapped on the paper one after another, and he couldn't see what he was thinking.