Feng Nai paused when he heard the action of biting the mint candy at the end: "Mo Nan wrote it? ”

"Not really." The assistant raised the tablet: "It's still posted on Weibo, and it looks like it's deliberate." ”

Feng Nai played with his mobile phone, his index finger was slender and transparent, his eyes were deep and shallow, and his tone was a little careless: "It's not him." ”

"Huh??" Why didn't the assistant think that the god of his family would actually excuse the crooked man who rubbed his heat? Something is not quite right about this plot development!

Even under such a gaze, Feng Nai still only supported his chin and pulled the zipper.

The assistant couldn't help but ask, "It's not him, who is it?" In fact, he wanted to ask his family god, how do you know that it was not Mo Nan who wrote this Weibo? You weren't like that before, right?

Feng Nai didn't bother to mention the impression of Monan.

Cold prickly hands.

He still has a field to get back from the other party.

But that doesn't mean he doesn't have discernment.

Such a cold person, give him off-site guidance, it is estimated that he will not be able to write such a flattering Weibo.

Who is behind it, it is not implicated.

The assistant waited for a long time, but did not wait for an answer from the great god of his family, and simply said in a different way: "That great god, you and Mo Nan ......."

"There's a grudge." Feng Nai used two words to end all topics.

He knew that the great god didn't like that rubbing heat!

I have to say that the assistant's understanding is completely wrong!

The hatred in Feng Nai's mouth is completely a personal grudge related to the wound on his face.

As the current owner of the Weibo account, Mo Bei also saw the Weibo that was attacked and went crazy.

Wang Dongdong was very anxious: "Brother Nan, why did you just tell me on the front foot that you were going out on a date, and you secretly posted a Weibo on the back foot?" You're not that familiar with K-God at all, it's impossible that the person you're dating today is K-God. ”

Mo Bei listened to the voice over there, and understood why he reacted this way, his fingers moved, and his voice was very calm: "It's not me, you can think about it, I'm going to report to Heiyan on the weekend, there is no reason to post such a Weibo at this time, even if I want to climb the relationship, why don't I wait until I join the team." ”

Hearing this, Wang Dongdong paused suddenly: "Yes." ”

Mo Bei was wearing a light-colored windbreaker, holding a mobile phone in one hand and a trouser pocket in the other, his eyebrows and eyes remained unchanged, handsome and noble: "Is there still my Weibo login account and password over there in the club?" ”

Wang Dongdong was stunned when asked again: "This, I ......"

Mo Bei's voice was very light: "You can go over whatever you looked like before, but Dongdong, you are my assistant, how to do some odd things, you at least have a point in your heart." “

It's very clear that he is talking to him.

Wang Dongdong knew that this kind of thing would happen this time, entirely because of his mistakes at work.

As an assistant, you must think of such things as the account password at the first time.

The game ID is on the club's side.

But they can take Weibo away.

According to the urine nature of the club, when people are gone, they have no use value at all, and they must be suppressed to death, no matter what method is used.

How could he have forgotten such an important matter!

Wang Dongdong grabbed his hair and just wanted to apologize.

"I'm at fault, too." Mo Bei's voice came again, and there was still no wave: "Take your time, don't worry, probably too much time has passed, these people have forgotten what real e-sports should look like." ”

Real esports? Wang Dongdong wants to ask, is there still real e-sports?

I heard the young man over there seem to laugh, and the cold voice quality came slowly: "Since you forgot, let me tell them again." ”