The Max Level Boss is Too Cruel

Chapter 214

 “Lemon, do you know the origin of that eleven?”

Ning Luo found Lemon and asked about it. She asked someone to investigate Eleven, but she knew nothing. She only knew that she suddenly started writing three years ago, and she became a popular new author with her first book.

 But, is this possible?

 Shouldn’t it be possible? ? ?

“I don’t know, none of us know, and the senior management also blocks information about Eleven, and all her contract information is directly communicated with the senior management.

Even Butterfly was the editor she chose at random, so Butterfly didn’t know the specific information about Eleven. "

"Don't know?" Ning Luo frowned. If she didn't know, she would have gotten it. After all, if there was really something wrong with this eleven, she couldn't afford it.

“But don’t worry too much.” Lemon comforted, “Since this Eleven is wearing a mask, it means that she is not very handsome. In this case, she cannot threaten you. You can go there boldly.

  Don’t worry, today’s home field is yours. "

“Well, I know, don’t worry, I won’t be like a person who doesn’t dare to meet people.” Ning Luo nodded obediently.

 Lemon patted Ning Luo on the shoulder with satisfaction, "I brought you here, I believe you can do it, come on."

“Yeah.” Ning Luo smiled, and then followed Lemon to the scene, but the moment he turned around, his expression turned very ugly.

She does not allow anyone better than her to exist. In the world of writers, she must be the most popular one, and no one else can! !

This eleventh, she must leave the world of writers! !

 “Hey, I agree to your terms, help me get Shiyi off the stage! I want her reputation to be ruined.”

“Are you sure?” A rather sinister voice came from the other side, “You must know that once discovered, you will be the one who will be ruined.

 My means, you know, cannot see the light of day. "

"If I could see the light, what would I do to you?" Ning Luo sneered, "Don't they like their Eleven? I want them to know how messy their favorite Eleven's private life is!"

She wanted to see if anyone would like an author with a chaotic private life?

A hint of sinisterness flashed through Ning Luo's eyes.

The voice on the phone didn't persuade her anymore. Anyway, he just started to persuade her. Even if they didn't listen, he couldn't continue his business if they didn't listen to his advice.

“Okay, don’t worry, I’ll start tonight.”

“Waiting for your good news.” Ning Luo curled her lips and walked to the stage in high heels.

There were many authors here today, but Feng Ling was the only one wearing a mask, so as soon as the live broadcast room started, people began to guess who this person was.

After seeing familiar figures one after another, everyone finally discovered that this masked woman might be the legendary Eleven.

“It’s eleven, it’s definitely eleven, she’s really here!!”

“Ahhh! I’m so excited, I can actually see the Eleven Gods one day!!

 Eleven gods, I love you! love you forever! ! "

“Why is Eleven wearing a mask? I really want to see Eleven’s true face!!”

Some people are excited, and some are sad, "What's the eleventh day? I don't think anyone wears a mask when going out. I must be too ugly, so I wear a mask to avoid seeing people."

“That’s right, I don’t have any reason to wear a mask!”

“Why are you attending events with a mask on? You might as well stay at home!”

“How do you say the above? I am an author, so what’s wrong with wearing a mask? I just keep a low profile and don’t want my private life to be disturbed.”

“Even if I’m not a celebrity, is it stipulated that I can’t go out to participate in events without wearing a mask?”

 (End of this chapter)