Are you crazy?Gao Leng's school belle blocked the male dormitory to give milk tea?

Wen Ziyun suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

If I hadn't always felt that the boy in front of me was a bad guy just now, I wouldn't be as embarrassed as I am now.

He smiled embarrassedly at Gu Ze. Fortunately, Duan Jia came in at this time, otherwise if such a large order is gone, he might regret it to death.

After all, if your boss makes money, doesn't that mean you will also make money.

He now understands the current general trend very well. As long as he follows such a big blogger, he will probably earn no less than his own decoration company in the future.

Thinking of the happy days to come, Wen Ziyun looked at his boss with more and more admiration.

Young people are indeed amazing.

As the saying goes, blue comes out of blue, he has deeply realized how powerful this young man in front of him is.

On this side, Duan Jia and Gu Ze are choosing which paintings to choose.

Gu Ze really doesn't know anything about this aspect. Although he usually seems to like watching these very artistic videos, it doesn't mean he understands them.

Looking at all kinds of illustrations, he was really dazzled.

Each of these looks very awesome.

It was really hard for him to choose.

"Which ones do you choose?" Duan Jia asked.

Gu Ze smiled awkwardly, can he just say any one?

"Ahahaha, I think these are pretty good."

He randomly pointed at a few.

Anyway, my boss doesn't know, so I just let it go.

Duan Jia nodded, then called Wen Ziyun, who had been standing beside him, and said, "Just these few."

"You go and help him send it there."

After Gu Ze heard it, he immediately waved his hand: "No, no, I can do it myself."

After he finished speaking, he took off the bag he had been carrying, and carefully packed the paintings into the bag.

"Uh, how about I help you?"

Wen Ziyun said with some disbelief.

Gu Ze immediately refused.

Just kidding, the boss made a special request before he left.

He must not reveal his identity at all. If he agreed to send these paintings to the company with him, it would not be that simple at that time.

Therefore, he immediately rejected the illustrator's kindness.

Instead, he put all these nearly eight paintings into a very large backpack, and then carried them back with difficulty. To be honest, the appearance was a bit funny.

This was the first time Duan Jia met such a strange guest.

No, I met one before. It was the man who secretly bought paintings behind his wife's back.

But it seems that I haven't met him for a long time.

I really miss it when I think about it.

"Then I'll go first." Gu Ze greeted Duan Jia.

Duan Jia nodded, and after sending Gu Ze away, he and Wen Ziyun stared wide-eyed.

"Congratulations boss!"

Wen Ziyun said excitedly.

Duan Jia nodded, without much emotion on his face, as if he was used to such things.

Wen Ziyun sighed silently in his heart.

Tsk tsk tsk, as expected of an illustrator, if it were me, with such courage, I would have been too excited to give it to myself.

The young boy in front of him was not surprised at all.

He felt more and more that he must have found the right person.

"Why didn't Chang Zi come?" Duan Jia asked.

After all, they are also their own employees, so they should be more or less concerned.

Wen Ziyun immediately explained: "There is something going on at Chang Zi's house, so I didn't come today."

As he spoke, he observed Duan Jia's face.

It stands to reason that these things should be discussed with Duan Jia himself, but because it happened so suddenly, there was no time to tell him.

But fortunately, Duan Jia didn't say anything after hearing it, but said lightly: "Yeah, I just need to tell you about such things in the future, after all, you are the one who manages the studio yourself."

Wen Ziyun nodded after hearing this.

Sure enough, I really saw the right person, Duan Jia is not only very talented, but also knows how to employ people.

"Nothing, I'll go first."

Wen Ziyun nodded silently.

As soon as Duan Jia left the studio, he turned to Wen Ziyun and said, "I put 30 in your card, which is considered as a reward for your hard work these days."

Wen Ziyun opened his eyes wide after hearing this.

He looked at Duan Jia in disbelief.

At this moment, the sun just hit Duan Jia's face, and his whole body seemed to be emitting a golden light. This is not his boss at all.

This is simply God!
20 million.

Can it be given to others casually?

What kind of treatment is this?

Even if it was the first pot of gold I got from starting a company before, I have never been so excited!

To be honest, he is not tired these days.

For a shop of the nature of a studio, you only need to entertain people when there are people, and usually you just sit and watch videos, then the day will pass.

But just like this, I can get 20!

This is no longer such a simple matter.

This is completely beyond my imagination.

"thank you boss."

After he finished speaking, he watched Duan Jia and walked towards the door silently.

After Duan Jia went out, he started to wander around.

It was really rare for him to have such a leisurely time.

It’s also a good time to find inspiration.

Although he has not officially started to publish his novels on the forum, Duan Jia is still very confident that he will succeed.

But what kind of subject is good to write about?
If Duan Jia is going to give up on the love between a man and a woman, it is better to start directly from the aspect of social life.

This is a very popular subject in recent years.

Thinking of this, Duan Jia hurried back to his dormitory, frantically operating the computer.

All the wonderful ideas in my mind kept bursting out, and all the abstract pictures began to be transformed into objective words.

At this moment, Duan Jia felt a sublimation that he had never felt before.

The action of typing on the keyboard did not stop for a moment.

The originally blank page gradually became alive.

one line...

two lines...

Three lines...

Lines of words began to be displayed like ants, whether it was humorous or serious, or criticizing evil or promoting justice, all kinds of words were constantly vented before Duan Jia's eyes.

The thoughts in my head seem to never run out.

Duan Jia knows that this is the credit of creative skills.

Almost an hour later.

Duan Jia almost collapsed on the chair.