Jacob swallowed subconsciously, his pupils trembling.
He thought to himself:"Alexander, say something, please! Dispute Smith, compared to you, he is nothing!"
Alexander was silent for a moment, then calmly said, "What you are saying is..."
The entire room: "..."
Jacob crept towards the door, feeling that if he wonot left, some very unpleasant things might happen.
However, before he could reach the door, Smith began to speak again.
"Jacob, come here."
Jacob shivered subconsciously, looked back at Alexander, swallowed, and walked over with a forced smile:
"Smith, um... is there anything you need?"
Smith clapped his hands, gesturing for Jacob to sit next to him, then said: "Jacob, since Juwel came with you, he should be your friend, right? Try to help him as much as you can, see if you can arrange a job for him, it would be much better than writing novels, wouldn't it?"
The room fell silent, Jacob was even more frozen in place, speechless.
He felt like crying.
