For Li Pengcheng, if they write one article every day, it is the cruelest punishment!

I can't write it!

However, although they have this idea, they dare not say it at all.

Who doesn't know, Mo yuan's temper is not very good?

"It seems that you have no problem. That's it." Seeing that they had nothing to say, Mo yuan left here after saying so.

Li Pengcheng was a little puzzled when he saw that he had just left.

Is this... Forgiving them?

"Did you all hear what you said?" Zuo Yu cleared his throat and spoke.

He knew that when he left, it was his turn to clean up the mess.

"Now let me inform you that you will be a member of Mohs group. Your daily work is to praise Su Chen on your microblog. As for the office location, you can report on the twin towers tomorrow."

What?

Li Pengcheng and others were a little confused by Zuo Yu's words.

What's the matter? This is the incorporation of them?

The task is to simply praise Su Chen?

Hold the grass, it's not pie in the sky. It's gold!

Mohs group, this is a place where many people can't go if they want to!

They went in so easily?

It's incredible to think about it.

"You can clean up now. Don't forget to report tomorrow."

Zuo Yu glanced at them, put down a word and left.

He has seen too many such silly expressions.

After they both left, Li Pengcheng finally woke up.

"My God, boss, we will be Mohists in the future?"

"Hahaha, is this a blessing in disguise? No, I want to wind up my circle of friends and blow a cow!"

Everyone else was so excited that even Li Pengcheng felt his heart beat very fast.

Su Chen is his lucky star!

Now think about what it's like to write an 800 word long microblog every day. Now he thinks he can write 10000 words at one go without any duplication!

I, Li Pengcheng, inflate!

"Hold the grass, hold the grass, hold the grass, boss, look!"

Just then, his men suddenly shouted.

"What's the matter?" Li Pengcheng frowned slightly. They are all Mohists now. What else can make them so flustered?

"Look at the microblog we just sent, we're angry, we're angry!"

what?

Hearing this, Li Pengcheng thought he was hearing something!

So a bullshit microblog can also catch fire?

He didn't believe it, but after watching the crazy growth of the number of fans on his microblog, he couldn't help taking a breath.

Holding grass, why is it so terrible?

Suddenly, he remembered some words circulating in the industry.

Mo yuan was able to control so many economies at such a young age because of his almost evil brain.

Even if he just asks you to say a word, he will have his intention!

Because he is likely to bring your company back to life in one sentence.

Anyone who hears this statement may not believe it.

After all, this is really exaggerated!

Do you really think Moyuan is God?

But now, Li Pengcheng believes!

Because the effect is in front of him, he can't help but believe it!

How long has the microblog just been sent out? Now the number of his fans is about to break one million!

This ink is so terrible!

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