"Didn't it frighten you?" Zhao Tiezhu and Lin Yinxi came forward to express their condolences to the editor-in-chief who had just been beaten.

"No... It's okay. " Although the editor-in-chief said nothing, from his uncertain expression, he was still somewhat confused by the scene just happened, and has not slowed down.

"Come on, sit down first and let's talk slowly." Zhao Tiezhu motioned Lin Guanxi to pour a cup of tea for the editor-in-chief, while he helped the editor-in-chief up and found a place to sit down.

Zhao Tiezhu usually works for Lin Yingxi. When he came to tell Lin Yingxi, but even now, even if Zhao Tiezhu shouted like...