God-level Store Manager

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For the problem of Luochuan, the demon purple smoke can't hold him: "Everyone's taste is different, there is no need to let others be the same as yourself."

"I just said." Luochuan smiled and swayed, "I just be a bit curious, how do you say that I sent a vote on the magical phone?"

Monster Macro: "..."

It turns out that this is the owner of the boss hides the deepest.

It's really awesome.

If Luochuan is really initiated this vote on the magical phone, it will inevitably cause a " ".

As soon as the winning, it is not so important, anyway, it is definitely the end of the two defeat.

"I don't think it is still." The demon purple smoke sighed.

"I just said." Luochuan laughed.

Just now, the serious expression is not a bit!

The demon purple smoke is not doubt. If you give it support, Luochuan will send a vote without hesitation.

At the same time, there is a related scenario in her mind.

"I announced that the sweettime is the orthodox forever, everyone united, and the salty party is completely destroyed!"

"You fart! The salivate party is an orthodox, your sweet court is all heresses!"

"Don't hit, you don't want to play! Sweet salty is not very delicious, everyone is not good, why do you have to share it?"

"..."

"..."

"First destroyed this group of two-faced party!"

"we agree……"

So, many times, neutral is not very good.

The demon purple smoke shakes the head, throws these wonderful pictures, and drinks mouthwheat tea.

"Oh ... boss, don't you continue to write?"

"First take a break, will write again."

"Oh."

The demon purple smoke nod, I want to take out the magic mobile phone, ready to see if there is any interesting thing.

There is no expectation, now it is almost all about new products.

This is also due to the salt water creatures that do not do everything in the group. Basically, life is playing, singing, and watching the magical phones.

Jane is more degraded in Biolcho!

The lively in the magical mobile phone, and it is not much if the customer is deliberate to the origin store.

After all, it's still rain now, the weather is not good.

When the weather is good, come over.

Most customers are in this idea.

The boss seems to be not very much.

Say it back, it seems that the boss has not been in the boss.

The demon purple smoke recalls the past.

The origin of the mall has developed to this extent, which is purely propaganda from the customers, as for the thing that Luochuan is doing ...

It seems that only the old rule is coming, is it?

If you use a word to describe Luochuan's attitude toward the origin store, it is better.

The business of the store is so badly to see the kind of God.

But in a point of view, it seems that there is nothing wrong.

With the identity and strength of the boss, it is indeed necessary to care about the business of the origin store. After all, the opening shop is only for interest.

"It seems that we are still more early." Wei Liangzhu put the umbrella next to the store door, four times and smiled and said.

The rain is naturally residual on the umbrella, and when it is suddenly melted in the ground, it is like never existed.

The same is true for rainwater contaminated with customers.

As if the entire origin store is a dust-free place, any stains will not leave here, and it is true that it is true.

"After all, let's live in nine city, not far from the origin store." Song Qiurg was then said.

"The words come back because the housing prices of the origin store have risen, make a fortune." Lin Yizhuang face the expression of the fighter.

"What you wrote, the sky is not a lot of people, what else is it?" Wei Liangzhu looked at her.

"This is not the same." Lin Yuzu shook his head, and the gods were extremely serious.

Luochuan naturally noticed the three people in the store, and heard their conversation.

How do you say, they are the three authors of Luochuan's strength.

Luochuan considers whether it is necessary to hold an off-line author gathering in his heart, think it is very interesting.

The demon purple smoke got up and got up and asked the next plot to Song Qiu Ying.

It is completely the react of the book powder to see the authors of more than a long time.

It is a bit surprised to oppose the Song Qiuxi.

She is also a loyal fan of the demon purple smoke, and I will look at the glory written by the demon purple smoke every day.

So, is this mutual fan?

Luochuan touched the chin, and the feelings became more interesting.

"I haven't thought about it yet." Song Qiying has a little embarrassing both hands. "I have not written outline habits, usually I want to write."

"Hey, you are the same as the boss." The demon purple smoke looks back to the eye Luchuan, with an inexplicable smile on his face. "The boss also thought about what."

And the most critical is to write half each, then think of other stories, continue to loop reciprocation.

Luochuan pays attention to the eyes of the demon purple smoke, some doubts.

See me?

Say you may not believe, I have seen the whole.

Now it is only a slightly modified, which is commonly known as secondary creation.

Therefore, from a broad sense, the outline is indeed, and it does not exist in a narrow sense.

There is or not, it is only between his thoughts.

The demon purple smoke is naturally I don't know what Luochuan is thinking. Just just look at him, I recovered my eyes, and I was more interested in the story behind Song Qiuxi novels.

"Can I make a suggestion?" The demon purple smoke blinds.

"Talk to see." Song Qiuxi smiled and said.

Wei Liangzhu and Lin Hao Cream did not hurry to buy new products, and listened to the conversation between the two.

"It is the progress of the relationship between the two people can't speed up." The demon purple smoke said the idea in his heart, "It's too slow, it's anxious."

Luochuan picked his eyebrows.

The relationship between the two?

Which two do people?

"Yes true, I think so too." Wei Liangzhu nodded.

"This is also said with autumn shadows before, but she has her own ideas." Lin Hao Cream is helplessly shrugged.

The three are the authors, and they will definitely look at the work written by the other party, and then discuss the plots when it is nothing to, and suggests that suggestions.

"This, how to say ..." Song Qiuxi strive to think about how to answer, "Although I don't have outline, my mind is a general plot context, which is the so-called main line. And now the plot progress is in line used to my habits It is also in line with your reading habits. If you change, you will be awkward. "

silence.

In the face of the three sight, Song Qiying can only laugh helpless: "Well, there is no outline ..."