Prefecture office building.

A uniformed ghost, holding a folder, walked briskly through the hallway to the office at the end.

"Good news, my lord. ”

King Qin Guang, who had tough facial features and a serious face, put down the teacup in his hand and frowned at the person who came: "What's the matter, so frizzy." ”

"The new statistics have just come out, and the number of people who have entered the mansion today, that is, dreamed of our underworld, has increased by a hundred. The ghost clan official handed over the report in his hand: "These hundred people did not have negative emotions such as fear and fear, among them, thirty-six of them also had positive emotions of pleasure and comfort, and the comprehensive index of the fairy world assessment rose by three percentage points. ”

"Is that really the case?" King Qin Guang grabbed the report, opened it and looked at it, and an obvious smile gradually appeared on his dark face: "Good, good, really good." ”

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations. The little official of the ghost clan was very eye-catching, and immediately smiled and complimented: "This is because the adults are far-sighted and take the right decisions, so they will have such good results." If this continues, the ranking of the underworld will definitely rise rapidly, and the performance of my first palace will also throw off its hat and be far ahead. ”

"Hmm. King Qin Guang stroked his beard lightly, smiled and said nothing, but the look of joy on his face could not be hidden, listening to the little official's hard praise, he was also complacent about his wise final account.

"Lin Zhihui, this guy, is still quite capable, in the future, we must firmly grasp this line, and dig and use it well; although the drop of ink last time was said to be the treasure of the underworld, but let alone the name of the person, he can't finish a word, and next time he has to think about it and reward him with something." King Qin Guang secretly made up his mind.

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"Didi ......"

A series of text message prompts accompanied by a buzzing vibration sound kept ringing in his ears, waking up the confused Lin Zhihui, and let out a vague complaint of unknown meaning, he reached out and touched the side of the bed a few times, grabbed the mobile phone and held it up in front of his eyes.

"Who, the noon's dream. Li Ping seemed to have gone out a long time ago, there was silence in the house, Lin Zhihui muttered in a low voice dissatisfied, his sleepy eyes stretched out a slit, and looked at the lit up mobile phone screen: "Twenty-one text messages?"

Lin Zhihui rubbed his eyes and sobered up a lot: "When I am an electric door, twenty-one messages in a row, it won't be poisoning." As he spoke, he clicked on it and found that it was all a reminder of arrival.

Five, ten, thirty ...... The maximum is fifty, and there is also a five cents and two pieces.

"Huh. Seeing the five cents, Lin Zhihui was happy, Mo Ming remembered that when he was a child, the snack he liked to eat was five cents, and now it has risen to two yuan.

In the next second, the corners of his mouth that had just been curled suddenly stiffened, and he realized that these bits and pieces of money were all rewards that he received immediately.

"Brother Mo Fei, is this really going to be sent?" Lin Zhihui jumped up from the bed, rushed to the computer barefoot, the keyboard crackled, and soon logged on to the website and opened the page of "Rise of the God King".

"The number of people who tip today: 21. ”

The following is a list of tips that are constantly scrolling, Lin Zhihui moved the mouse to pull down the page, and found that the number of clicks has exceeded five figures, and there are as many as 500 comments.

"This rhythm is going crazy. Lin Zhihui couldn't help but start to be complacent, he was really a man who was born to be a great god, but he just wrote casually, and he was sought after by so many fans.

But when he saw the content of the comments on the first page, his heart suddenly cooled.

The whole comment area was scolded, there were almost no positive comments, Lin Zhihui wanted to see what the few people who rewarded said something, so he turned a few pages without giving up, but gave up.

When I first read the article, Lin Zhihui also pointed his nose and scolded his mother in the comment area because the author wrote too badly, but I didn't expect that now that feng shui is taking turns, he also has such treatment, although he has been prepared in his heart, he is also holding a mouthful of old blood in his chest, so he simply closes the page directly when he sees that he is not upset.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm not writing it for you mortals. Lin Zhihui explained himself and opened the author's backstage: "Black fans are also fans, and they can also increase popularity." And there are people who give rewards, which proves that some people appreciate my brother's creativity, there is no meat bun that is not chased by dogs, and no one will step on a waste material, which does not just prove that my brother is a talent. ”

After some mental construction, Lin Zhihui threw those comments out of the clouds and began to code words with full attention.

Now that the plot of the underworld has been completed, the protagonist Hua Bing should leave the underworld and return to the yang world, Lin Zhihui thought about it, at this time the real heroine should also appear, and decided to let him go around the demon world first, anyway, the plot is already a wild horse out of the program, so he simply let go of his hands and feet and play it at will.

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Aeda Group.

Located in the city's most prosperous business district, the city's tallest commercial building, standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the top floor office, you can overlook the city center, and even the coastline on the east side of the city can be easily seen.

In the simply decorated office, a slender figure is sitting at a large desk, and the sunlight filters in through the floor-to-ceiling windows behind her, casting a soft halo on her.

Under the sunshine, the fair skin is glowing, like a fine jade, the long and curled eyelashes flutter from time to time, the red plump lips are slightly pursed, and the slender fingers smooth the long hair that falls behind the ears, revealing the beautiful chin and swan-like neck, which is the national goddess Ye Anrong.

"This matter should be done according to the procedure on the document, and do not make your own decisions. Ye Anrong skillfully signed the name, closed the folder, and handed it to the secretary standing at the table.

The secretary's surname is Sun, and he is Ye Wenzhi's confidant, in order to let Ye Anrong integrate as soon as possible, he specially sent someone over to assist her.

"The eldest lady has worked hard these days. Secretary Sun took the document, he has been serving in Kaida Group for almost 30 years, which is equivalent to watching Ye Anrong grow up, and he naturally cares about her.

"Uncle Sun is the one who suffers. Ye Anrong smiled: "Thanks to your reminders everywhere, I won't be timid as soon as I get on the field." ”

The two talked a few words, and Secretary Sun told Ye Anrong to rest for a while, and then left with the documents. For a large group like Kaida, any change in management is a major event that affects the whole body, not to mention Ye Anrong's special identity, the whole group is watching, not only Ye Anrong is busy, but he is also not easy as the chief secretary.

The door of the office was closed, Ye Anrong breathed a sigh of relief, took off the flat glasses, raised her hand and rubbed the bridge of her nose, in the past few days after returning to China, she was very busy, and she was indeed a little tired, but fortunately, she basically adapted to the current rhythm of work, and all kinds of relationships were not straightened out, so she could take a breath.

Pick up the phone, click on the browser, the page automatically jumps to the Chuangdian Literature Network, Ye Anrong touches his index finger and clicks on "The Rise of the God Emperor".

This is really a very strange thing, since returning to China, Ye Anrong found that he would always wander from time to time, whenever he was a little free, he would feel lost, he felt that he seemed to have forgotten something, and he thought about it carefully, but he couldn't remember anything, which made her very puzzled, until she saw the reading record of her mobile phone, out of curiosity, she opened it again and looked at the follow-up. Although I don't understand why I read online novels. But last night, I accidentally found that reading this book was very helpful in soothing her emotions, so I developed the habit of chasing more.