[Why send this screenshot to himself? Could it be...is he going to ask me to borrow the compensation?!]
Zhu Yuwen was instantly on high alert!
...
He peered at the chat box, his mind jumping between curiosity and caution, finally sending a deeply meaningful [...].
Goodness.
Su Tiankuo had been waiting for his reply for a long time, almost couldn't resist asking directly. When he saw just a symbol, he couldn't help but feel smug and self-satisfied.
[How is it? Are you jealous? Sigh, I just wrote casually, who knew writing novels could be so profitable, just scribble a bit and you can make thousands!]
[If I had known I had this talent earlier, wouldn't I have gotten rich already? Could've let you live the good life, and Chu River would probably be begging to stay by my side...]
Zhu Yuwen: ...
Sitting at his desk, clutching his phone, he laughed so hard he shook like he had Parkinson's.
A colleague leaned over and asked, "What's so funny? What are you looking at?"
