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Lu Muyan packed up the medicine box and asked the girl casually as if he were chatting. Anyway, he was worried that no one would accompany him. At present, someone could come to talk with him, or it was OK.

"Luoyuyou."

Luo Yuyou heard Lu Muyan ask his name, and then he answered in a soft voice.

Lu Muyan nodded and said with a smile, "the name is quite lovely."

Maybe it's eye edge. Lu Muyan doesn't hate the girl in front of her, but she doesn't like anything. She thinks that she saved her life today. She feels very good.

"And you?"

Xu is aware that Lu Muyan's tone is still kind when he talks to himself. Luo Yuyou's courage is gradually growing. He asks Lu Muyan a question.

"Lu Muyan."

Lu Muyan casually leaned on the sofa and looked at the upright Luo Yuyou sitting beside him. Like a pupil, Lu Muyan could not help shaking his head and chuckling.

"That Thank you, Mr. Lu. " When Luo Yuyou knew Lu Muyan's name, he turned to Lu Muyan and said, "I don't know how much money Mr. Lu gave to those people just now I can give it back to Mr. Lu. "

With that, Luo Yuyou also looked at Lu Muyan sincerely.

Lu Muyan did not say anything after listening to Luo Yuyou. In fact, that little money for him, really worthless, but Luo Yuyou said, he is not good to directly refuse, plus, he also want to see, luoyuyou really can pay back.

Thinking about it, Lu Muyan's mouth lightly picked up a smile and made a gesture of "six" to luoyuyou.

"Six Six hundred? "

Luo Yuyou looked at Lu Muyan's hand gesture, and he also secretly measured it. Then he asked a question with some doubts.

After listening to Luo Yuyou's reply, Lu Muyan is really trying not to laugh. Is this luoyuyou sent by heaven to be funny? Six hundred? Did she send away the beggars? He didn't even bend down to pick up the money when it was thrown on the ground.

silently Tucao in his heart, make complaints about Lu Mu Yan's voice: "six digit."

"Ah? Six digits? "

Just at the moment when Lu Muyan's voice had just dropped, Luo Yuyou first recited it silently in his heart. The next second, he suddenly bounced from the sofa, as if he had heard something incredible. The whole person was shocked, and even his tone of voice became stuttering.

"Six Six Six digits

Oh, my God! No, if it's really six figures, she really can't afford it!

She can't say it's six figures now. It's even difficult for her to have four figures.

For a moment, luoyuyou only felt desperate.

Especially when he saw Lu Muyan pointing his head at her, Luo Yuyou's heart broke down more and more.

Can she take back what she said now.

But She is not related to this Mr. Lu. Why should she owe people the favor and let them spend money? Looking at Mr. Lu's dress, you can see that she is definitely not an ordinary person. However rich he is, it is also someone else's, which has nothing to do with her.

Thinking of this, Luo Yuyou said: "Mr. Lu, I really can't take out so much money now. I'll write you an IOU, and I'll pay you back slowly."

Luo Yuyou said seriously, it's really like that.

However, just as Luo Yuyou's voice dropped, Lu Muyan's mobile phone rang. After a look at the caller ID, Lu Muyan hung up directly.

Then he stood up and said to luoyuyou in a quiet tone: "when do you have the ability to return all the money to me in one breath and contact me."

With that, Lu Muyan left the box directly.

Looking at Lu Muyan's back in a hurry to leave and what he said just now, Luo Yuyou suddenly fell into meditation

Last time on the set, Qiao Yimo didn't want to go to the crew again after seeing song jiaran's true face. Anyway, if there was any problem with the script, the director would call her, so she would not go.

Staying at home, playing with mobile phones, code words, sleeping, it is also a leisure time.

However, God has always been like that, nothing to find trouble, always put some eye drops in her eyes, this is not Qiao Yimo just lying in bed, ready to take a nap at noon, the mobile phone is out of season.

"Who is it?"

Qiao Yimo, who was disturbed by her sleep, was obviously very unhappy. She complained in her mouth and took the phone from the small table on the side. However, she said in her heart that she must turn off her mobile phone when she wants to sleep next time.

"Hello? Chief editor

After Qiao Yimo got through the phone, he asked directly.

"Well, where are you now?"

Chief editor Xia asked with a trace of urgency in his voice."At home? What's the matter? "

Xu is Qiao to foam is also aware of the Xia editor in chief of the tone of the wrong, the whole person is suddenly sleepless, busy to ask a question.

"You come to the company now. There seems to be something wrong with your new book. It's not clear on the phone. You come to the company and say it face to face."

"Well, I'll be right there."

After listening to the words of editor in chief Xia, Qiao Yimo answered without any hesitation. After hanging up the phone, she jumped out of bed, went to the cloakroom to change clothes, and rushed to the company.

When she arrived at the company, Qiao Yimo quickly went to the office of editor in chief Xia. After knocking on the door, Qiao Yimo felt that the air pressure in the office of chief editor Xia was so low that she could not breathe.

"How to edit it? What's the matter? "

Qiao Yimo looked at the editor in chief Xia and asked in some doubt.

"Someone reported your new book plagiarism! The company has taken your book off the shelves and is investigating! "

Said here, the Xia editor's face is abnormal ugly, casually threw the document in the hand to Qiao Yimo's arms, let her see for herself.

"Plagiarism?"

Qiao Yimo, after listening to Xia editor in chief said, was very surprised to ask a question, eyebrows are tightly wrinkled together, only feel like listening to a joke, or a big joke!

Quickly opened the folder in her arms, sure enough, her new book has been off the shelf, the reason is plagiarism, which let Qiao Yimo read, the whole person can not accept.

Shit, you're kidding! She copied? I'm sick!

Who doesn't know what is the most taboo in the network culture world, that is plagiarism? Plagiarism is as disgusting as throwing other people's things. You can't write well. That's your level. But if you copy, it's a problem of character.

She asked herself with foam that all the works she had written were original, and it was impossible to plagiarize them!

Looking at the document, Qiao Yimo's anger in his heart didn't strike a place, but he directly threw the document on the table, and with a gloomy face to editor in chief Xia, he said in a deep voice

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