One sentence?

Let An's Group - explode!

The prison boss and the porcelain man suddenly raised their heads, their pupils shrank, their hearts beat faster, and the blood in their bodies froze in an instant.

"In one sentence...let An's Group explode?"

The porcelain man stood there in a daze, muttering: "Did I hear you right?"

The last words the security captain muttered to himself were like a magic voice that lingered in the minds of the two of them.

"Whoa!"

"Whoa!"

The two of them turned their heads at the same time, staring at each other in disbelief. Some were excited, and some were happy and frightened.

I don't know how much effort it took them to prevent them from rushing into Quan's house.

"prophecy......"

The prison boss' face was full of emotion and his voice was trembling:

"Lao San, it's a prophecy, it's her prophecy!"

"A single sentence can cause the group to explode. Besides prophecy, what else can there be? We! We found her!"

"She is still alive... We did not admit our mistake, she is still alive..."

The two of them clasped their fingers, their eyes were red, and then... smiled.

From that place, the three of them walked all the way to the headquarters.

Begged.

Been at a loss.

Despair and loss.

If these hardships they have gone through can allow them to find her, then don't say it once, just a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand times, and they will be happy to do so.

We don't need the world.

We don't need power.

But we need you!

-

Just as the secret was revealed.

On the other side, there is the website editorial department.

Because it was working hours, no one in the editorial department could watch the live broadcast. Qingfeng could only wait for Quan Jin to contact her.

"You still won't give up my king's book?"

Hongcha stood up from his seat and walked to Qingfeng: "Tsk, I advised you back then that you can't sign my king's manuscript!"

Qingfeng's face froze, and she smiled a little forcedly.

In the editorial department.

Hongcha has worked longer than her, and is more highly regarded by the company. Qingfeng cannot offend her unless absolutely necessary.

"Sister Hong."

Qingfeng raised his head and said politely: "The court's decision has not yet been made."

"We all know whether my king has copied it or not."

"Moreover, Mo Se Wei Nuan and My King published the book on the same day. Who knows if her manuscript was leaked."

Black Tea listened to these strange words.

There was a trace of displeasure on his face, and his tone became even worse: "You mean, I leaked the manuscript?"

Qingfeng's smile remained unchanged: "How dare you."

"Breeze!"

"Don't think that I don't know what you are thinking. By signing my manuscript, you want to be promoted to editor-in-chief, right?"

Qingfeng smiled and said nothing.

Who doesn’t have the desire to climb up?

Hongcha walked up to Qingfeng, squinted her eyes and said, "Do you think my king can win?"

"No matter how good a book is, it will be useless if it is burdened with plagiarism."

"You gave my king so many promotional resources, but ended up publishing a useless book. Do you think the editor-in-chief will let you go?"

The result is of course: no!

If Quan Jin loses, Qingfeng will not only not be promoted, but will also be demoted, or in serious cases, fired.

"According to Sister Hong, is there a way to protect me?"

Hongcha smiled confidently.

Using a charitable tone, Chao Qingfeng said: "Of course, sign my king's book in my name, and you will terminate the contract with her."

"As long as my king's books are under my control, then all the responsibilities will be mine."

"No need to doubt, I definitely didn't help you in vain."
Chapter completed!