The full-level boss is too cruel

Chapter 210 Ningluo
"soon."

Feng Ling typed two words and sent it, it was quite perfunctory.

After a while, a crying emoji was sent over.

"Little ancestor, you said the same thing a week ago, and you said the same thing a month ago, but you didn't show it to others, so you feel wronged."

Feng Ling: "..." Hmm...it seems, yes...

"Ahem, I've been busy recently, I'll definitely send it to you in a while." Feng Ling swore for a long time before she could believe it and changed the subject.

"By the way, little ancestor, there will be a group author exchange meeting soon, and there will be opportunities to communicate with fans. Are you coming?"

It seemed that he was afraid that Feng Ling would not agree, so the other party offered a very attractive condition, "The leader said, as long as you come here, money is not a problem."

In the next second, Feng Ling typed two words, "I'll go."

Opposite: "..." Although, you don't have to express the word love of money so vividly.

But to put it bluntly, this person finally agreed, and she has hope for a promotion and salary increase! ! !

She sent the time and address to Feng Ling, and after getting an accurate reply from the other party, she never sent any more messages, because she knew that the master under her command had a bad temper and didn't like others staring at her every day.

She wants to be an editor who is liked by the great god, so that she can be promoted and raise her salary!
Feng Ling is the author of the best-selling book "Phoenix Bath" in the online literature world.

Registered three years ago, and in just one month, he was on the top of the newcomer list. When Fengyu ended, the number of fans was already the top in the entire online literary world.

In short, the existence of Eleven is a bug in the Internet literature world, and everyone is talking about how there are people who are so good at writing.

Simply, unscientific.

However, some people also speculate that this Eleven may be a long, fat, big-eared otaku. After all, there is still a difference between imagination and reality.

"Have you heard? Eleven is coming this time!"

"What? You mean the Eleven Gods?!!! Didn't she never show up?"

"I don't know what I used this time, but I just invited this person here."

"By the way, I really like the book she wrote. I really want to know when she will release a new book! I really want to catch up! I've read Fengyu three times!!!"

"Actually, what I'm more curious about is whether Eleven is a man or a woman, and whether he looks good hahaha!"

"You nympho!"

After everyone laughed, they set their sights on the girl in the white dress at the piano.

That one is also a newcomer author, although she doesn't have as many fans as Eleven, but she can't stand how good-looking she is!
How can such a good-looking author who can write articles not please everyone?
Her name is Ning Luo, she is 20 years old.

You haven't graduated from university, and everyone is saying that you can make money before you graduate from university, which is simply a model for contemporary youth! ! !
Ning Luo and Eleven, these two are authors who have started to develop in the past three years, so it is inevitable that they will be compared together.

After Ning Luo played a piece, she looked at the people around her, and said with a gentle voice, "Listen to them, this time eleven is also coming?"

"Yeah, but it's useless even if she comes, she must be a fat uncle.

Can't compare with you. "

Ning Luo's dog legs flattered her all the time.

Ning Luo smiled, "Don't say that, maybe she is also a beautiful woman on Eleventh?"

Ning Luo didn't think Eleven would be more beautiful than her, so she wasn't too modest, because she had her own arrogance.

There are really not many authors who are liked by so many people like her when she was really young.

That eleven, I guess he was 27 or [-] years old at least.

Ning Luo thought to herself.

(End of this chapter)