Heart attack

Chapter 469
The director waited for them to finish chatting before interjecting: "There is also something I planned to tell you last time, that is our special guest, because of work problems, he will come here at night and will spend two weeks with you here. All subsequent manuscripts will also be screened by him."

"A special reminder, this person will be the final investor of this online drama, and he has the right to propose changes to the story. Teachers, please be prepared."

As soon as these words came out, several people sighed, "Isn't this just Party A and Party B? We didn't do it for nothing these two weeks."

"Oh, stop talking, I've already felt the devastation of Party A's father."

Tang Hong also leaned back on the sofa, rubbed his fingers on the keyboard, and reviewed his own article. He was absorbed in reading, and a human voice came from above his head.

"I think the writing is very good. The story is gentle and gentle, which fits your style." Guang Hang flipped through the printed text, "If I had to choose, I would definitely choose you."

Tang Hong also felt very warm for the straightforward statement and direct expression, and nodded his head lightly: "I really don't think there is anything. On the contrary, if I have to choose, I prefer your articles, which are compact and exciting. Captivating."

"Business exchange?" Guanghang laughed.

Tang Hong also glanced at the text: "Mr. Guang, I'm a little curious about what you thought when you wrote "Life Repeated Events"?"

"It is my pleasure to see that you like this book very much."

Guang Hang covered his face, but still told her a lot, sharing the state of mind when writing the article.

Every time we start a conversation, I always feel that time flies by very fast, and it's already dark when the conversation is getting exciting.

She crackled and wrote the inspiration point, while transferring the text to the computer, almost at the same time, the director team sat in the familiar seats again, and gathered everyone.

Several people were sitting with their computers in their arms, making the director shrug his shoulders helplessly, and finally clapped his hands to signal: "Everyone, please save face, teachers."

Hearing this, everyone stopped typing, looked up at her, stared at the director with several pairs of eyes, and made the director feel unnatural, "Forget it, I just want to say, wait a minute... …The investors are coming, everyone can prepare.”

A few people responded lazily, and continued to look down at their computers.

Until someone at the door opened the door, the person who was not curious just now looked over, and He Yiyao simply leaned on the sofa and stared at the door.

If you haven't seen him, hear his voice first.

This was Tang Hongyi's first feeling. She was still typing the last paragraph of the text, so she didn't have time to read it.

The first thing I heard was a pair of leather shoes stepping on the ground, and the sound of "peddling" was made when it landed on the ground.

Then the frosty and cold wind blew from the door, blowing back He Yiyao's excited feet, and finally fell on Tang Hongyi's body.

Tang Hong was also typing on the keyboard, and suddenly felt He Yiyao's movement on his shoulder. She lifted it up, and He Yiyao slapped her continuously and continuously.

"What are you doing?" She couldn't help asking.

He Yiyao was so excited that she couldn't speak, mainly because she was so shocked that she couldn't speak. In the end, she left Tang Hongyi and walked up to the man in a regular manner.

With no restraints from anyone, Tang Hong also typed very fast, and only after the inspiration of the section had dispersed did she take the initiative to raise her head to look for someone.

The figures on the sofa were gone, and after a while, one or two voices came from my ears.

"Mr. Sheng, long time no see."

"Mr. Sheng, hello."

"President Sheng."

Mr. Sheng...?
Tang Hong was also stunned, thinking that he heard it, his fingers were stunned for a moment, and his body suddenly turned backwards.

He Yiyao formed a circle and greeted the person in the center one by one.

And the person in the center is the feast she has been thinking about.

(End of this chapter)