Pei Yunge's beautiful eyes narrowed. She bit the long spoon and typed in a sentence.
[Yeah, I'm receiving an award.]
Jiang Song was speechless.
Receiving an award?
Jiang Song turned to ask his companion, "Do you know Max? Is she an artiste?"
"Have you read too many romance novels? We hackers even hire part-time artistes?"
The guy with permed hair chuckled.
Jiang Song was even more puzzled. "Then where is she going to get the award?"
"What? Receiving an award? Let me see!"
The guy with permed hair immediately snatched the phone and looked at the simple chat history for a while.
Finally, he said, "Boss, you're such a lackey."
Jiang Song's cold gaze landed on the guy with permed hair.
The guy with permed hair shook his head vigorously. "It's what a man should do."
Jiang Song had no time to argue with him.
