Chapter 545 Dialogue

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Wang Wenhong, Yan Fei and Xu Jie stood guard at the door of Zuo Yuan's house, waiting for Zuo Yuan to return, but he did not return overnight.

"Is there going to be an accident?" Xu Jie was uneasy, and wanted to take out his mobile phone many times to call Zuo Yuan, but Wang Wenhong stopped him.

They had to wait for Zuo Yuan to come back and make it clear in person, instead of letting Zuo Yuan prepare in advance, because the risk was too great, and if they were cheated, the three of them would fall into it.

The three of them stayed outside the door and didn't sleep all night.

In the early morning of the next day, the three of them were about to go to work, but there was still no sign of Zuo Yuan coming back.

"How about this... you go to work first, I have nothing to do, I will ask Mr. Shang for leave later. When Zuo Yuan comes back, I will send you a text message. If he doesn't come back at noon... I will call the police." Yan Fei pointed Several people said.

Wang Wenhong and Xu Jie looked at each other, and what Yan Fei said was true.

When Shang Haozhi invited Yan Fei over, he was mainly responsible for the translation of Tamagawa Haruka and "Steel Refining". Now that Yu Chuanyao's work is finished, Xi Muhan and Lu Ning's new names are still being polished, so Yan Fei is free.

Among the three, only Yan Fei could ask for leave. If the other two skipped work, they would be exhausted from work the next day.

"Uh...you...don't scare him." Xu Jie whispered.

"..."

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Yan Fei really wanted to hit Xu Jie hard on the head.

After the two left, Yan Fei sent a text message asking for leave, and then showed Zuo Yuan's work again.

Shen Xin had a good opinion of Zuo Yuan, and even recommended Zuo Yuan to her directly, probably because she saw Zuo Yuan's potential.

From the current point of view, Zuo Yuan's shortcomings are still in the storyboard and rhythm.

It's not that his storyboard is not good, but his storyboard is not suitable for this comic.

It's like making a movie. Some directors are good at arranging literary films. If they turn it into a science fiction film, they will definitely have problems with the handling of details and the expression of the shots.

Now, this is the shortcoming of Zuo Yuan, his pictures are not explosive.

There is another disadvantage,

It's just slow.

As for the advantages, on the one hand, the picture is clean, and on the other hand, the transition of the plot is natural, which also benefits from its smooth storyboard.

Also, why Yan Fei couldn't draw the original manuscript for the first chapter is also what Yan Fei is curious about.

Just as Yan Fei was flipping through the printed "My World", a man walked up the floor.

Yan Fei glanced at the man's attire, and her attention was drawn to him. She was wearing a white T-shirt, black pants, and a pair of worn-out leather shoes. Her body was covered in mud and dust, and she walked. He came a little staggering, and there were two steamed buns in the food bag in his hand.

Looking at the face again, the sallow complexion is full of haggardness, and the eyes are a little blurred. The hair covered with dirt is stuck to the forehead, and the sweat slides along the cheeks and neck, soaking the shirt.

Yan Fei stared at the person in front of her with wide eyes, and the person who came also looked at Yan Fei with a confused face.

"You are... Teacher Zuo Yuan?"

Yan Fei met Zuo Yuan before, and Zuo Yuan was also very poor at that time, but it was far from it.

His eyes were a little hollow, and he regained his energy only after knowing that Yan Fei was talking to him.

"Who are you……"

"Hi, my name is Yan Fei, and I'm the editor in charge of "Cobsp;Future"." Yan Fei introduced herself briefly.

"Yan Fei? Editor? Oh... sorry."

Zuo Yuan quickly put the steamed buns on the ground, turned his back, and patted the dust off his body.

"No...you're welcome." Yan Fei quickly stopped Zuo Yuan, it was hard for her to imagine that such a person would spend a lot of money to buy tickets.

"I made you laugh." Zuo Yuan forced a smile on his face. Although the smile was not very pretty, it could be seen that he was a little nervous.

"It's not appropriate for us to chat here, can we go in?" Yan Fei asked.

"Yes, yes." Zuo Yuan nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly took out the key.

Only then did Yan Fei see Zuo Yuan's two hands, with five or six band-aids on them, and a plaster on his wrist.

After finding the key, Zuo Yuan quickly opened the door, while Yan Fei picked up the steamed buns on the ground and followed Zuo Yuan into the room.

The room is not big, one bedroom, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom.

There are two tables in one hall, which are filled with manuscript paper, and the corners are also piled with straw paper and books.

Yan Fei looked around and didn't know where to put the steamed buns, so she handed them to Zuo Yuan again.

Zuo Yuan took the buns and put them back in the kitchen.

"Teacher Yan, you sit down. There is no sofa or anything, just find a place to sit. How is Teacher Xu now?"

"Okay? He came with me. But you didn't come back all night, so he can only go to work first and let me wait here for you to come back. "

Zuo Yuan smiled awkwardly, lowered his head, and twitched his fingers, "Sorry, I... I... owed the wages of my previous assistant, which was just a little short, so I went to the construction site and did some odd jobs. If I go Look for other jobs, there are very few daily closures."

"How much is the difference? If not much, I can..."

"No, no, that's enough." Zuo Yuan waved his hands again and again, "This is my own business, I... have no problem."

"That... I read "Minecraft." Yan Fei took out the printed comics.

Although directly mentioning this comic would make Zuo Yuan feel embarrassed, the problem cannot be avoided.

Sure enough, Zuo Yuan's face was pale, a little helpless.

"That...I, I'm sorry."

"Why do you apologize?"

"... blocked... sorry readers."

"Why was it blocked?"

"I... I don't know either." Zuo Yuan looked confused.

"They said you swiped the ticket..."

"I didn't!" Zuo Yuan stood up from his seat, and before Yan Fei finished speaking, he retorted vigorously, "It's not me!"

Yan Fei was surprised by Zuo Yuan's reaction, looked up at him, his face flushed instantly.

"However, there is an announcement on the website."

"I don't know...I really don't know. I'm just painting, I didn't do anything?" Zuo Yuan shook his head, tears rolling in his eyes.

"Why don't you look for a website?"

"My author's background has been blocked! Go to their company, they produced a stack of evidence, but I can't understand it at all."

"May I venture to ask a question?"

At this time, every sentence might offend Zuo Yuan, but Yan Fei had to ask clearly, and of course she was prepared for Zuo Yuan's refusal to answer.

"Can."

"I heard that Xiaochan's mother left 30,000 yuan here when she took Xiaochan away. Did you move the 30,000 yuan..."

Although Yan Fei didn't say it clearly, Zuo Yuan could still hear what Yan Fei said.

"You mean I use that money to buy tickets?" Zuo Yuan interrupted Yan Fei.

"Sorry, you don't have any evidence to prove your innocence." Yan Fei replied.

"I..." Zuo Yuan was taken aback, speechless for a moment.

This is the most painful thing for him. He obviously didn't do anything, but he couldn't prove his innocence.

"Can I prove my innocence by telling the origin of the 30,000 yuan?" Zuo Yuan asked.

"No." Yan Fei's answer was realistic, "But I can trust you, and Xu Jie can trust you too."