He sat back down and sunk deeply into the soft sofa.
Su Mu couldn't help but think that his future office must be equipped with such a soft sofa, specifically for office use.
It must be very comfortable.
right.
…
Luo Jiusi still looked arrogant, folded his hands on his chest, and leaned on the sofa, looking indifferent to others.
Qin Lang was smiling and preparing to make tea, which was completely different from the pretentious and cold look before.
At this time, Su Mu said: "No need to make tea, I'm wearing a mask."
"Wouldn't it be better if you took off the mask?" Qin Lang said with a smile, and touched the back of his head where he had applied a pound of mousse.
"I will pick it if she picks it. If she doesn't pick it, I won't pick it." Su Mu pointed at Luo Jiusi beside him.
Luo Jiusi: "???"
Qin Lang: "Jiusi, you didn't wear a mask..."
Luo Jiusi: "Shut up! You didn't bring any!"
Qin Lang: "???"
Luo Jiusi glanced at Su Mu, and she could feel the great god's lewd smile under the black mask.
This guy is so hateful that the wheels of a car hit his face.
It's still the kind of pressure that goes back and forth.
Sure enough, no man is good, and the same goes for great gods.
In order to prevent them from going deeper on this topic, Luo Jiusi said: "Hurry up, whatever you want to talk about, talk quickly."
Qin Lang curled his lips, coughed dryly, and then said: "The thing is, I don't care about what happened in the bar that night."
Sumu: "???"
"Young man, you are being unreasonable."
"What do you mean you don't care about me anymore? Did you kowtow?"
Luo Jiusi quickly fanned the flames: "Yes, did you knock your head?"
Qin Lang: "..."
"I made a mistake. Say it again."
"I hope you won't argue with me about what happened at the bar that night."
Su Mu: "..."
When Qin Lang said these words, the weight of them in his mind instantly increased a lot.
He can bend and stretch, he can endure it all. Qin Lang is not an easy person.
It is very likely that in order to achieve the goal, you can choose to be patient and then do whatever it takes to accomplish it.
If you don’t make a sound, it will be a blockbuster!
It's a pity...you found me.
…
Su Mu said calmly: "You must care about the matter. Let's leave the kowtow to later. Tell me first what you want to see me for."
Next, Qin Lang gave an overview of the conflict between the City of Forgotten Memory and the Valley of the Gods. Of course, there were many embellished plots.
Sumu is listening with one ear in and one ear out.
After a full twenty minutes of chattering alone, Qin Lang got to the point.
"Master, I want to make a comeback and make the City of Memory dominate the server. I hope you can teach me how to play Swordsman and serve as the instructor of our club."
"A monthly salary of 100,000 yuan, what do you think?"
hiss……
Su Mu's heart trembled violently.
This is a monthly salary of 100,000?
Is the Qin Group too rich, or is the club very profitable? The position of an instructor only has a monthly salary of 100,000.
Oh My God.
Su Mu once again affirmed his initial approach. Even if he comes from a prestigious university, how long will it take to earn a monthly salary of 100,000?
Of course, Su Mu has not forgotten what Jiang Wan said. There is no end to learning...
It's just that I was used to being poor in my previous life. Although I have no concept or interest in money because of Viagra, it does not mean that Su Mu doesn't like money.
Still like it.
Like money, like women, these are the themes...
Su Mu pondered for a while, then pretended to be cool and said: "I don't like being restricted, and I don't like clocking in to work, so I'd better forget about this position."
Seeing that Su Mu felt that way, Qin Lang quickly said: "Master, don't worry!"
"You don't need to come to the club and you can be completely free. If you can do one thing, I can pay you 50,000 a month."
Su Mu: "What's the matter?"
Qin Lang took out his mobile phone, opened the V letter, and said: "I have a new V group here. They are all the core members of our guild. Master, you just need to join us when we discuss strategies, give some opinions, and then when you are free
Just come to our competition room and give us some advice."
This way you can get 50,000 a month?
Su Mu almost said it.
But then, Su Mu said: "Contract or something..."
"There is no contract, but I can pay my salary in advance every month." Qin Lang said.
"Since you, the City of Forgotten Memory, need me so much, I'll give it a try for a month."
Qin Lang: "Okay! Happy cooperation!"
Su Mu: "It must be pleasant."
…
Next, Qin Lang pulled Su Mu closer to a V letter group.
Of course, it is a small one made of sappan wood, and a large one is easily exposed.
Instructor joins group chat.
Qin Lang: "@Everyone, come out and welcome me. This is the master who tortured me to death that night! From now on, he will be the instructor of our guild!"
“The instructor is awesome!”
"Welcome, instructor!"
"If you are born like an ant, you should have the ambition of a swan; if your life is as thin as paper, you should have an unyielding heart! The City of Memories will rise!"
"Live like an ant..."
"born……"
There are only about a hundred people in this group, but now they have been swept away.
It seems that what Qin Lang said is true. This is the core group of their club, or one of his personal core groups. It can be seen from the name of the group.
God-killing communication group...
My guild is called Fengshen Valley, and its name is Mu Shen. Qin Lang can just set up a God-killing exchange group.
The meaning is self-evident.
Su Mu made a few struggling expressions at this time, and then Qin Lang said: "Brothers, the world is still uncertain, you and I are both dark horses!"
"With the help of great gods, our guild will be even stronger! God-killing is just around the corner!"
Su Mu: "Mr. Qin is right, you can wait, you can wait... As long as I am here, everyone can rest assured and feel at ease."
"Yes! If the great god joins us, we will destroy the Fengshen Valley sooner or later!"
"Those guys in Fengshen Valley will be trampled under our feet sooner or later! If they fight and cheat, they don't want any Bilian!"
"That's right, and that Wood God, today he took off the equipment of the vice-president of Death Song. I think we can talk to Death Song to see if we can join forces."
"Those lunatics?! Maybe it's hard to talk to them, right?"
When talking about this, Qin Lang looked at Su Mu and asked: "Master, what do you think? Oh, by the way, do you want me to tell you about the situation in our district first?"
Su Mu waved his hand and said: "No, there are many people in our city in this area. I usually read the forum and have a general understanding."
"Then what do you think of this Ode to Death? Do you think it's possible for us to join forces with them?" Qin Lang asked sincerely.
Su Mu raised his eyes and said, "Are you going to lose the reputation of the City of Memory by joining forces with those bandits and gangsters? Why do you want to smear shit on the facade of your own guild?"
"It's a shame to cooperate."
Qin Lang: "???"
"Great God, this sentence can wake up the dreamer!"
