Xu Qingqing began to change her mind about Mo Zhuosi. She asked in surprise: "Didn't you really mean it?"

"Well, I've read his book carefully, but it's not very deep." Mo Zhuosi nodded with a pursed lips.

Xu Qingqing sighed, "It's all for our business. Whether you like it or not, you should meet their requirements anyway, since the customers pay the money."

For some reason, she looked at Mo Zhuosi, and she was obviously angry, but she couldn't burst out, and she became more and more pleasing to her.

This is really strange. She didn't have this feeling before. At the beginning, it was because her family wanted her to find a rich man, and Mo Zhuosi was a rich second generation, which happened to be her food.

But now I know that Mo Zhuosi is a "bragging" and is not a rich second generation at all, so why can't he get angry?

Sometimes, the charm value is really terrifying.

The same thing, even taking drugs can be forgiven, what is lying?

Mo Zhuo thought about his two parallel world poetry collections. His artistic literacy was actually not too high, but after a few glances at the two poetry collections, his vision instantly became different.

He said, "If the guests come to complain, let them come to me. It happened that I was learning to write poetry recently, so that they could see what poetry with connotation is."

Xu Qingqing was stunned. She looked at Mo Zhuosi's confident expression, and she didn't look like she was bragging.

wrong!

It must be a bragging person. He used to brag about being a rich second generation, but now he has changed his roles and wants to be a poet?

Xu Qingqing shook her head mockingly, she felt that she was really thinking too much.

"It's hard to change one's nature!" she sighed.

Mo Zhuosi was stunned for a moment and burst into laughter. It turned out that Xu Qingqing thought she was joking and bragging?

"Don't you believe it? I can write a few sentences for you now."

Xu Qingqing was completely disappointed with this man and had to force herself to pretend at this time.

Mo Zhuosi's eyes rolled, touched his nose, and smiled and said, "Let's do this, I'll communicate with them."

After saying that, he pushed the door out and thrust, and the group of people outside were all pretending to be stupid.

What made Mo Zhuosi laugh was that Chen Guoqing was actually playing with "wall-bang" on someone else's girl?

He shook his head with a smile, then walked towards Wang Tingfei's position, "Come on, call back the phone number you just complained, I'll tell them."

Wang Tingfei thought Mo Zhuosi was going to apologize to the customer, so she obediently called the customer and handed the microphone to Mo Zhuosi.

Xu Qingqing also walked out, and she wanted to see how Mo Zhuosi was preparing to end.

Everyone unconsciously focused their attention on Mo Zhuosi, and only heard him say to the phone: "Hello, I'm from Comment Network."

"Yes, yes, I wrote the book review of "Forget East Street" you mentioned."

"Well, sorry, maybe I'm a more straightforward person. I've read all this book and I just wrote it like that."

After brushing, Xu Qingqing's face turned pale.

Wang Tingfei opened her mouth in disbelief, my god???

Didn’t he call to apologize?

He is going to provoke, right?

Wang Tingfei anxiously pulled Mo Zhuosi's sleeve and signaled in shock: "Are you crazy?"

Mo Zhuosi ignored his colleague's persuasion at all and continued to say to the phone: "I know you don't believe it, and I can't explain it clearly. Simply put, everyone's appreciation level is different. I am at a higher level to analyze his poems."

Although everyone doesn't know what the people on the phone are saying, they can guess that they must be furious now.

"I don't understand poetry? I admit that I don't understand very much. I have just started learning poetry recently, but I can write one for you to appreciate. Then you will know why I say that his poems are in depth and are flashy." Mo Zhuosi said with a smile on his lips.

"My Weibo, Mo Zhuosi, real name. If you still think I deliberately blackmailed "Forget East Street" after reading the poem, then sue it!" Mo Zhuosi was not at all weak at all, he was full of confidence.

Everyone next to him was stunned. What's the situation?

"It's over, he's crazy!"

"Damn, he is writing a battle with Wang Dongxue! He is a new generation of poets in China. Do you actually say that his poems are not profound?"

"My God, Mo Zhuosi, what are you nervous about?" Xu Qingqing stepped forward and snatched the phone, then said to the phone: "Sorry, we will apologize to you again."

With a bang, I hung up the phone.

Everyone in the entire office looked at Mo Zhuosi like a madman.

"Are you really stupid or fake? That's Wang Dongxue! Others are the winners of the new generation of poets, and he has also been on TV interviews!"

Mo Zhuosi nodded calmly and said, "I know! What I am talking about is his "Forget East Street".

Everyone was stunned!!!

What's the point of making a fuss?

"How many fingers do you think are these?" Xu Qingqing stretched out three fingers and shook them in front of Mo Zhuosi's eyes. She felt that Mo Zhuosi's performance today was too weird.

Mo Zhuosi grabbed her hand and smiled and said, "Sangen, wait, I'll go back to write poetry now."

When Xu Qingqing's hand was grabbed, her heart trembled, and then she stayed there because her heartbeat was inexplicably faster, which was so terrifying!

Mo Zhuosi returned to his office, clicked on his Weibo on the desktop, entered his password and logged in.

When he read "Wen Yiduo Classic Poems", he liked one of them more, so he wrote down the beginning, but he didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

Anyway, there is not even Wen Yiduo in this world, so he just shamelessly "takes his poem for himself."

"Several clouds rely on the power of thunderstorms,"

"Sweep away all the stars and moons of the day."

"A gust of wind even called to catch the weak branch,"

"The branches twisted desperately,"

"But the claws that cannot escape the wind." - "Rain Night"

The first person to see this poem was Chen Guoqing sitting next to Mo Zhuosi. When Chen Guoqing finished reading this poem, he was instantly amazed!

oh!

Oh My God!

Like Mo Zhuosi, he was responsible for commenting on customers. He had read many collections of poems and thought that his literary level was pretty good, but after reading this song "Rain Night", he had to accept the disadvantage.

"Hello, it's so cool!" Chen Guoqing gave a thumbs up excitedly.

After reading this poem, everyone was amazed and the audience was silent.

Although they didn't know what Wang Dongxue's "Forget East Street" was, because few people had watched it, this song "Rain Night" shocked everyone.

"You really wrote this?" Xu Qingqing couldn't believe it.

Wang Tingfei swallowed a sip of water and said carefully: "I just searched online, but it has never appeared anywhere else. Only his Weibo contains this poem."

Everyone looked at Mo Zhuosi in shock. Could it be?

Isn't he bragging?

But it's really awesome?
Chapter completed!