Wang Dong trotted all the way, he could see the scene just now clearly on the surveillance, this kind of thing has not been done before, but today I don't know where a thorn came out, to this point, if it is not handled well, let alone his own petty official, even the high-level will be implicated.

There are some things that everyone knows, but once it is made public, it will be a scandal, and the heterogeneous rift group is a continuous cash cow, I don't know how many big people are greedy, I wish you had something wrong here.

Standing at the door of the waiting room, Wang Dong wiped his sweat, straightened his clothes, and put on a smiling face before pushing the door in, "Haha, what's the matter? Why are you all gathered here? Deacon Lin, why are you here?"

The corners of Deacon Lin's mouth twitched, and he was slightly relieved in his heart, "Manager Wang, something happened to you here, someone secretly hid and tried to use the QD Ring Detector, how do you usually manage the employees below?"

"Ahh

Guangliang's face turned white with a brush, he was finished, as a dog-headed military advisor, he naturally understood what kind of double reed these two were singing.

Deacon Lin breathed a sigh of relief again, finally this manager was not stupid, and pointed at Guangliang, "It's this person, you say, what should I do." ”

Wang Dong looked excited, trotted over and kicked Guangliang to the ground, "I don't know what to do, take the salary here, and frame the center, get out, immediately pack up my things and get out of here." ”

Hum!

Jiang Ye snorted coldly, thinking about how to fool the past, he looked down on people too much, "Manager Wang, right, do you mean that all this is done by this leader alone?"

"Yes, I haven't asked you yet?" Wang Dong was sincere and groveling, just serving the higher-ups.

"Hehe, I'm a writer, like everyone here, an ordinary writer. I don't care about your and his previous plans, but just ten minutes ago, we were insulted, and the glory of the writer cannot be tarnished!" Jiang Ye raised his arms and exclaimed.

All writers' hearts are tight, the glory of the writer. Yes, in order to become a writer, there has not been a day in the ten years of cold windows that dare to slack off, but after coming out, I found that the world is still very big, and I am still very small, for life, in order to enter a better studio, for all this, the high head has long been deep underground.

"A writer, no matter how high or low he is, no matter how strong or weak he is, as long as he can still call himself a writer, his dignity is not allowed to be trampled on!"

Jiang Ye punched hard and shouted, "For the glory of the writer!"

Behind him, his eyes were ruddy, and the emotional writer followed and shouted, "For the glory of the writer!"

The momentum is like a rainbow, the momentum is huge, and the momentum is unstoppable.

Wang Dong wanted to die, where did this come out of a severe middle and second syndrome patient, and he was so appealing, thinking of hatred, he kicked Guangliang again, and then he put on a reluctant smile, leaned over to Jiang Ye's side and muttered: "Brother, big brother, come here, let's talk." ”

Jiang Ye naturally understood that he wanted to secretly benefit himself, and then settle the matter.

But does Jiang Ye love money?

Maybe he loved in his previous life, but in his next life, he no longer knows what wealth is.

Is Jiang Ye afraid of power?

Please, he doesn't even know the power structure of this world, so why be afraid.

"I don't need to whisper in front of my siblings, just say whatever you want. ”

The righteous and awe-inspiring sentence made several big men behind him burst into tears, and the little sister and little sister were even more excited.

"Okay!" Wang Dong was speechless, the second stage of middle and second cancer, let's admit it, "Okay, you say, how can you give up? ”

Jiang Ye smiled, stretched out his hand to clench his fist to stop the momentum behind him, and patted Wang Dong on the shoulder, "We are not unreasonable people, the situation just now did not develop to the worst time, appropriate compensation should still be made, what do you say?"

"Yes, yes!" Wang Dong wiped his sweat and was worried, this is hundreds of people, and this is a lot of compensation, but fortunately, as long as it can be solved with money, it is a trivial matter.

"Then you are. Jiang Yeyu was stopped, scratched his head, asked for money, too vulgar, want materials?

He originally wanted to ask Fang Yue to come over to discuss, but when he turned around, he saw a pair of excited and adoring eyes, Fang Yue, this kid, didn't know where he had gone, his momentum couldn't be eliminated, he could only say one by feeling.

"Then give each of us a certificate of free entry to the Alien Rift. ”

Jiang Ye finally held back what he thought was the best idea, two thousand at a time, how much is it worth to be free forever, and he was a little excited to think about it.

Wang Dong was stunned, Guangliang was stunned, Deacon Lin was stunned, and the corners of Jiang Ye's mouth twitched, could it be that the lion opened his mouth?

"Long live the night god!!......

Half of the four or five hundred people cheered, but the two or three hundred bronze full-level people were stunned.

"The night god is righteous, I think what he means should be that we writers should fight for what we writers want, and we writers disdain ill-gotten gains. As for these people, after all, they haven't committed a major crime, as long as they realize their mistakes, they can punish them slightly. A shrill voice emerged from the crowd.

The two or three hundred people who were stunned clenched their fists at the same time, indeed, as a writer, if you can't create wealth by yourself, then what kind of writer is it.

Jiang Ye wanted to cry without tears, forced a smile, it was Fang Yue's voice, and he realized that he seemed to have made a wrong price.

The follow-up is simple, for Wang Dong and Guangliang is undoubtedly the rest of their lives, thanks to the second middle school is really the second middle school, and in the case of holding the lifeblood of the management center, such a drizzle-like request was made.

"Manager Wang, what was your estimate in mind at that time?"

When applying for a free card, Guang Hao asked curiously.

"One or two hundred million, if you have more, you will have to ask the high-level for instructions, this matter will be stopped, Deacon Lin will have a big one, and there will be more eyes in the future, everything is easy to provoke, don't mess with the second middle school patient." ”

......

"Five hundred million!"

In the taxi, Jiang Ye's eyes widened, and tears rushed out of the tear ducts.

"Alas, the time and place are favorable, you are equivalent to grasping the lifeblood of the management center in your hands, if it is not for the fear that they will retaliate afterwards, they may come up with your price of tens of billions. ”

Fang Yue wiped his tears with his sleeves, both sleeves were already soaked, "Boss, do you always have a grudge against money, don't talk about killing the Thunder Frog that time, the Thunder Frog Battle is counted as your high righteousness with a wave of your big hand, so what is it this time, free! How can you come up with it, no matter how free he is, he is also an F-level rift group, is it possible that you are ready to die in the F-level in this life?"

As he spoke, the tears stayed again, Fang Yue took the tissue handed by Yuanyuan and woke up his nose, "Yuanyuan and I are more than half bronze, your strength is only higher than ours, how many times can we go to the F-level......?

"Cross rub! yes!" Jiang Ye finally understood what stupid thing he had done.

Yuan Yuan looked puzzled, "But, didn't you say that it was Brother Jiang's righteousness?"

"I don't say that, don't think that the boss is mentally abnormal at the full level of two hundred or so. My life is so miserable, what a lack of heart on the stall!"

"500 million! How many zeros do you have!" Jiang Ye's eyes were empty, although he didn't love money, but money, there was still so much money, and whoever didn't love him was really lacking in heart.

"It's like eight zeros. The driver muttered quietly, his eyes were a little ruddy, and we could only watch the writer's world from afar.

The sun was shining at noon, and Kuyu was lying on the chair, basking in the warm sun, with a little smile on the corner of his mouth.

Lan Ruo stood at the door of the studio, looking at the end of the road, his brows furrowed into a Sichuan character.

"Why haven't you come back yet? It's been almost four hours, Jiang Ye won't be in any danger to them!"

She waited anxiously for a long time, but before she could respond, she turned around and saw Uncle Yuzu taking a sip of tea in the god, and walked over with a kick, "People are in a hurry, you are still drinking tea here leisurely, are you the boss like this?"

Uncle Yuzu rubbed his ankles with a wry smile, carefully put away the half-scattered teacup, and then stood up with grinned teeth and rubbed Lan Ruo's head, "If there is an accident in the F-level rift, then they have the ability." ”

While speaking, the taxi stopped steadily at the door of the studio, Jiang Ye, who had a dull gaze, Fang Yue, whose eyes were swollen like light bulbs, and Meng Yuanyuan, who looked worried.

"What's wrong? Where's the injury?"

"yes, what's going on? Doesn't that look good? ”

"Five, five hundred million, Lan Ruo, I'm sorry for you!"

"Uncle Yuzu, the boss is stupid*, he, he, woo!"