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Seeing him like this, Jia Hui knew that it was not good. She immediately grabbed the phone to look at, and saw the map of the car keys wrote: Don't send the car, the garage won't be able to store it.

Jia Hui felt her vision go black, and she almost fainted on the spot. She could only use the skill that she hadn't used in a long time, the consummate skill of strangling others herself, in the blink of an eye, the number of people who transferred was over one hundred thousand, two hundred thousand … 500,000, million!

Knowing that it was hopeless to delete it, Jia Hui's fans cut off the photos and opened up the comments section. However, they were all surprised to find that there were no bad reviews.

1st poster: AHH! Look at the number of words you are trying to improve yourself, the tone of the tyrannical CEO. Please refer to the previous heart-warming chicken soup for details! "No need to thank me!

233: Oh my god! Seeing that Movie Winner Mu was still able to post on Weibo in his lifetime, I feel that it was worth it. [Tears] [Tear] [Tear] [Tear]

419: Hello, Movie Winner Mu. May I ask if your garage is lacking a cleaner? I can bring my own rag and get on duty 23333 [doge]

420 stories: Bringing a rag to work + 1 [doge]

421 Floor: Wiping up + 10086 [doge] [doge] [doge]

1026: As expected, tycoon's fans are also tycoons. They are also little sesame seeds. Looking at the 5 pieces in their pockets, why do they feel like they are not worthy to be Movie Winner Mu's fans? Grief?

1027: I don't deserve it... Smiling?

1028: Not worthy... [Smile]

10026: The 5 yuan tycoon upstairs is waiting for me, I'm Hairy # 5... Heart Control!

Jia Hui flipped to the last post and looked at it before gritting her teeth: This old lady has been thinking about public relations for an entire night. What fart did Mu Qingzhi give you?

After putting down the phone, Jia Hui took a deep breath and comforted herself: It's good, fans are like idols, they don't have brains!

Thinking about it this way, Jia Hui felt much more comfortable, so she ignored the message on Weibo and continued to treat gifts for some movie emperors.

Many fans sent letters over. Since there were some letters that caused heartache, headache, and toothache, most of the letters that were sent were deleted by other female colleagues in the company. Those that were sent to Jia Hui's hands, were considered normal, and would not cause too much discomfort.

The reason why Jia Hui had Mu Qingzhi appraise the good works was so that some movie emperors could be affected and their EQ could increase.

The envelope that was sent over was also marked, one star could not be seen, only five stars would be seen, and in Jia Hui's hand was a five star must look envelope.

When Jia Hui held it in her hand, she felt that something was wrong. She opened it with suspicion and looked at the expression on Jia Hui's face... The meaning was unclear.

"..." Qingzhi. "

"Hmm?"

Jia Hui handed over the bank card to Mu Qingzhi. Mu Qingzhi took a glance at the gap between the games and then … His character in the game was shot in the head.

The phone screen turned black and white, Mu Qingzhi's face also turned black and white. He looked at the bank card and didn't speak for a long time.

Half a year ago, Jia Hui gave this bank card to Ning Yu. The day that Ning Yu received the card, she went through the discharge procedures, and from then on, she no longer appeared in front of Mu Qingzhi.

After half a year, everyone thought that the matter was already over, and Mu Qingzhi no longer had that strange dream anymore. However, the bank card appeared again, and on it was a sticky note, which said: 200,000, I'll return it to you, and we won't owe each other anything.

We owe each other? What do you mean, don't owe each other? He obediently took out two hundred thousand yuan. Then it was as if they owed each other nothing. But now that the money was returned, how could they owe each other nothing? Clear... She clearly wanted him to owe her!

Mu Qingzhi's face was extremely ugly, even Jia Hui felt that it was creepy when she looked at it.

"Qing …" Qingzhi? Are you okay? "

Mu Qingzhi said calmly, "You can leave first."

Jia Hui hesitated for a moment, then said: "Then why did you call for me?"

Jia Hui stood up, and just as she was about to leave, she heard Mu Qingzhi say: "Jia Hui."

Jia Hui turned around, and looked at her: "When you first handed the card to him, did he really not say anything?"

The image of a boy crying until his face was covered in tears suddenly surfaced in Jia Hui's mind, but in the end, she didn't tell Mu Qingzhi.

Mu Qingzhi closed his eyes and waved towards Jia Hui, who turned and walked out of the resting room, Mu Qingzhi leaned against the sofa and closed his eyes for a moment. He did not say anything, as though he was asleep, the bank card was placed there, like an item that had been abandoned.