Qurry nodded. "I understand, Boss. I'll go find the materials now."
The man nodded. "Work hard. The number of fans on your account has increased quite a lot this month. If you maintain this momentum, you will definitely be able to get a bonus next month."
Qurry felt much better and went out happily.
The hypocritical ghost lying on the man's head could not break free and escape. At this moment, the ghost was in despair and cursed, "F*ck! F*ck! F*ck! F*ck you!" He scolded and slapped the man!
The man did not feel anyone hitting him. He only felt a chill on the back of his neck. For some reason, his face was a little numb. He rubbed his face and asked as he drank water, "How are those cats?"
A staff member replied, "About to die."
