Chapter 1453: The Battle of the Manga World 6

What do you wear that's not good? You actually wear it in a mini hi Manga.

Even if it's a mini hi Manga, what do you do that's not good? You just have to be the female lead!

The female lead of a mini hi Manga... ...

As the name suggests, you have to rely on your body to attract readers.

Xia Ling: Let the storyline and the original system die.

Her eyes turned cold.

Xia Ling came out of the bathroom, washed her hands, and lined up her lunchbox in the microwave to heat it up.

Yoshiko from the misty island was very good at cooking. Her food was delicious and delicious.

Every time she ate, her colleagues could not help but ask her for some food to eat, so she would also make more for herself so that she would not have enough to eat.

It was also a lively lunch time, and the colleagues were chatting and laughing until the manager appeared again.

"Next Friday, after work, we'll go to a dinner party to sing Karaoke. We'll have a small gathering at the company. You all have time, right? "

The atmosphere immediately quieted down.

"Yes! The manager is really generous. "

"manager, where are we going? We'll eat, sing, and everything? Ah, that's great, we can have a good meal. "

...

There was jubilation.

"Fangzi, everyone will be here by then. You have time too, right? " The manager said with a smile.

That gaze seemed to be sizing up Xia Ling.

Xia Ling pursed her lips, looking a little hesitant.

Everyone looked at her, and the atmosphere became awkward again.

The manager's face became darker and darker, and he could not hold back his expression. "Fangzi, is something the matter? "

"Fangzi of the foggy island, please accept the second-in-command's invitation immediately, or be killed. Countdown, 10,9,8.... "

The Cold Voice of the origin system appeared again.

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Xia Ling: "Okay. I have something to take care of, I will go. "

"very good, everyone has seen Fang Zi's work ability. If you don't go to this kind of party, then it will be too boring. " The manager came over and patted her shoulder.

His palm was thick, and his fingertips seemed to be deliberately rubbing her shoulder.

"manager, you are too polite. Every colleague in team one is the precious strength of our team. " Xia Ling took a step back and said with a calm smile.

She was very generous in handling this matter, and her eyes were bright and black as she looked at the manager.

The manager was stunned again, and he withdrew his hands. He put his hands behind his back and puffed out his stomach.

"Fang Zi sure knows how to talk today. Well said. "

"Now that the economy is in a slump, it's very rare for everyone to be able to work in the appliance store. Everyone will have to work hard from now on. "

Xia Ling smiled but did not say anything.

On this side, the manager left in front of everyone.

Xia Ling continued to eat her lunchbox. The others were discussing animatedly. They were guessing what good thing the manager had encountered. How could he be willing to treat them to delicious food? He even bought a KTV.

Everyone remained silent, maintained a smile, and did not express their opinions. No one dared to criticize her.

Xia Ling calmly got off work.

*

The subway was still crowded.

It was six o'clock after work, and the Sun was setting.

Xia Ling carried her bag and walked on the brick-paved road.

The house was an old residential area. It was next to the roadside and was on the third floor.

Fang Zi's house on foggy island was on the third floor. The view was wide and the layout was very large. There were three bedrooms, a living room, and a kitchen.

Xia Ling followed Fang Zi's daily route home, changed her clothes, and went to buy groceries.

Under the setting sun, Xia Ling felt a strong gaze from the third floor on the left.

She looked up.

A figure in a black hood stood behind the window and looked down at her.

When their gazes met, the boy immediately turned around.

His figure was hidden behind the curtains.