Memorandum of Understanding of the Heavens and Worlds

Chapter 15 Negative Attention
Underworld office building.

A ghost in uniform, holding a folder, walked quickly through the corridor and came to the office at the end.

"My lord, good news."

King Qin Guang put down the teacup in his hand with a tough facial features and a serious face, and frowned at the person who came: "What's the matter, you're so frizzy."

"The new statistics have just come out. Today, the number of spirits entering the mansion, that is, the number of people who dreamed of our underworld has increased by 100 people." The ghost official handed over the report in his hand: "These 100 people did not have any fear or fear. Of the negative emotions, 36 of them also showed pleasant and comfortable positive emotions, and the composite index of the Immortal Realm Assessment rose by a full three percentage points."

"Is that true?" King Qin Guang grabbed the report and opened it to read. A clear smile gradually appeared on his dark face: "Okay, okay, really good."

"Congratulations, sir. Congratulations, sir." The ghost clan official was very eye-catching, and immediately smiled and complimented: "This is all because of your foresight and the correct decision-making, you can achieve such good results. If this continues, the arrangement of the underworld will The ranking will definitely rise rapidly, and my performance in the first palace will be shaken off, and I will be far ahead."

"En." Qin Guangwang lightly brushed his beard, smiled without saying a word, but he couldn't hide the look of joy on his face, listening to the petty official's hard work, he was very proud of his wise decision.

"Lin Zhihui is quite capable. In the future, we must firmly grasp this line and make good use of it; although the drop of ink last time was said to be the treasure of the underworld, let alone the name of the person, I couldn't finish writing a single word." , next time I have to think about it and reward him with something." King Qin Guang secretly made up his mind.

……

"Drip drip..."

A series of text message prompts accompanied by buzzing vibrations kept ringing in his ears, waking up Lin Zhihui, who was unconscious, and uttered a vague complaint with unknown meaning. Holding the phone in front of his eyes.

"Who is it? It's the middle of the day that scratches people's dreams." Li Ping seemed to have gone out a long time ago. The room was silent. Lin Zhihui muttered dissatisfiedly in a low voice, opened his sleepy eyes and looked at the lit phone screen : "21 text messages?"

Lin Zhihui rubbed his eyes and sobered up a lot: "I thought this was a switch. I sent 21 messages in a row. Isn't it because I was poisoned?" As he said this, he clicked on it and found that it was all payment notifications.

Five yuan, ten yuan, thirty...the most is fifty, and there are one fifty cents and two one yuan.

"Hehe." Seeing the [-] cents, Lin Zhihui was overjoyed. Mo Ming remembered that when he was a child, his favorite snack was [-] cents, but now it has risen to [-] yuan.

The next second, the corners of his raised mouth froze suddenly, realizing that these bits and pieces of money were all tips that arrived in his account immediately.

"Brother Fei, is this really going to be released?" Lin Zhihui jumped up from the bed, rushed to the computer with bare feet, the keyboard squeaked, and soon logged on to the website and opened the "The Rise of the God King" page.

"Today's number of rewards: 21."

Below is the list of rewards that keeps scrolling. Lin Zhihui moved the mouse to scroll down the page, and found that the number of clicks had exceeded five figures, and there were as many as five hundred comments.

"This rhythm is going crazy." Lin Zhihui couldn't help but start to feel complacent. He really is a man who is born to be a great god, but he just writes casually, and he has so many fans.

But when he saw the comments on the first page, he felt a chill in his heart.

The whole comment area was full of curses, and there were almost no positive comments. Lin Zhihui wanted to see what the rewarders had to say, so he turned a few pages and gave up.

When I read the article and followed the article, Lin Zhihui once pointed his nose and scolded the mother in the comment area because the author's writing was too bad. I didn't expect that now that Feng Shui took turns, he would also be treated like this. Although he was prepared for it, he was still an old blood Holding it in his chest, he simply closed the page when he saw that his heart was not bothered.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I'm not writing for you ordinary people now." Lin Zhihui explained to himself, while opening the author's backstage: "Black fans are also fans, and they can increase popularity, right. And there are people who give rewards, which proves that there are people who appreciate brother's Creativity, there is no meat bun that will not be chased by dogs, no one will step on a waste material, this is not just proof that brother is a talent."

After doing a lot of psychological construction, Lin Zhihui very Ah Q threw those comments out of the sky, and concentrated on starting to type.

Now that the plot of the underworld has been completed, the protagonist Hua Bing should leave the underworld and return to the underworld. Lin Zhihui thought about it. At this time, the real heroine should also appear on the stage, so he decided to let him go to the demon world first. He simply let go of his hands and feet and acted as he pleased.

……

Kaida Group.

Located in the most prosperous business district of Tonghai City, it is the tallest commercial building in the city. Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows of the top floor office, you can overlook the city center and even the coastline on the east side of the city. You can easily have a panoramic view.

In the simply decorated office, a slim figure was sitting at a large desk. The sunlight filtered in from the floor-to-ceiling windows behind her, giving her a soft halo.

Under the sunlight, the fair skin glowed like the finest jade, the long and curled eyelashes trembled from time to time, the bright red lips were slightly pursed, and the slender fingers smoothed the long hair to the ears Finally, revealing a graceful chin and a swan-like neck, it is Ye Anrong, the national goddess.

"In this matter, just follow the procedures in the document and don't make your own decisions." Ye Anrong signed his name skillfully, closed the folder and handed it to the secretary standing in front of the desk.

The secretary, surnamed Sun, is Ye Wenzhi's confidant. In order to let Ye Anrong integrate as soon as possible, he specially sent someone over to assist her.

"Miss, you have worked hard these few days." Secretary Sun took the document. He has served in Al-Qaeda Group for almost 30 years, so he has watched Ye Anrong grow up, so he naturally cares about her very much.

"Uncle Sun is the one who suffers." Ye Anrong smiled: "Thanks to you reminding me everywhere, I won't show my timidity when I go on stage."

The two chatted for a few words. Secretary Sun told Ye Anrong to take a rest and left with the documents.For a large group like Keda, any change in the management is a major event that affects the whole body. What's more, Ye Anrong has a special status and everyone in the group is watching. Not only Ye Anrong is busy, but he, the chief secretary, is also not relaxed.

The door of the office was closed, Ye Anrong breathed a sigh of relief, took off the plain mirror, raised her hand and rubbed the bridge of her nose, after returning to China, she was so busy these days, she was indeed a little tired, but fortunately she basically got used to it now The pace of work is slow, and all kinds of relationships are not straightened out, so I can take a little breather.

Picking up the phone and clicking on the browser, the page automatically jumped to Chuangdian Literature Network. Ye Anrong touched it with his index finger and clicked on "The Rise of the God Emperor".

This is really a very strange thing. Ever since returning to China, Ye Anrong found that she would always be distracted from time to time. Whenever she was free for a while, she would feel that she was missing something. She seemed to have forgotten something. When she thought about it carefully, she couldn't remember anything. This made her very confused, until she saw the reading history on her mobile phone, and out of curiosity, she opened it again to read the follow-up.Although I don't understand why I read online novels.But last night, she accidentally discovered that reading this book was very helpful to soothe her emotions, so she developed the habit of chasing after updates.

(End of this chapter)