"You know about it too?"
"Yeah."
Nora Scott searched through the vanity table and found a face mask, planning to pamper her skin before sleep.
"So I’m not dreaming?"
"Mhm."
"..."
Laura Collins remained silent on her side.
Turning on the speakerphone and placing the phone aside, Nora Scott tore open the face mask and applied it to her face.
When the mask was perfectly applied without a single wrinkle, Laura Collins slowly ca to her senses and started speaking, "Editors and peers just blew up my phone, even UU called to ask, everyone is guessing if I have so kind of secret relationship with Zero."
Still out of it and feeling unreal, Laura Collins managed to act quite composed—calm, cool, and collected.
While saying, "I don’t know Zero," her calmness suggested a hint of "I’m just being discreet."
Now her peers’ imaginations went wild, almost labeling her as "the woman behind Zero."
"Oh."
Nora Scott’s response was perfunctory and dismissive.
Laura Collins gradually regained her composure and asked suspiciously, "Why are you so calm?"
"..."
She was the one who started it; staying calm was kind of hard not to.
Besides, her acting skills weren’t polished enough; even pretending would seem fake.
Therefore, Nora Scott offered a rational and objective answer: "Because I know you don’t have any secret relationship with Zero."
"But they promoted my work!"
Laura Collins finally sounded a bit excited.
Shit!
Zero promoted her work! Using CC Comics’ link!
Just this one thing was enough for her to brag about in the comics circle for a year!
No, enough for her entire life!
Nora Scott distractedly trimd her nails, slowly and leisurely responding to her, "Two possibilities. One, they genuinely find your comic impressive and worth the top spot; two, they don’t like ’First Ruins’ imitating their style."
"You’re saying the big guy might be using to suppress UU?" Laura Collins realized.
Nora Scott curved her lips, "Just speculation."
However, both speculations she ntioned were true.
Laura Collins chuckled lightly, "Either way, I got a good deal."
Nora Scott remained silent.
The two chatted for a while, with Laura Collins rarely this excited. Nora Scott accompanied her for nearly an hour before hanging up.
She casually checked her ssages.
[Joseph Sutton]: Test flight successful, co pick it up tomorrow.
[Joseph Sutton]: Also, flying is prohibited within the city, go sowhere further to play.
The day’s events were overwhelming, and Nora Scott was slightly dazed before rembering the custom drone project.
After confirming the blueprint, Joseph Sutton took a day to model and finalize each part’s data. She spent five days actualizing each component before assembling them.
However, she left the debugging and test flight phases to Joseph Sutton.
First, she was quite busy, and secondly, she knew little about drones, only scratching the surface. Going there would just waste ti.
Originally planned to take at least three days, Joseph Sutton finished in less than two...
[Nora Scott]: Okay.
After replying, Nora Scott found Pedro Langley’s contact and opened the chat window.
*
In the study room.
While reviewing docunts, Pedro Langley heard a ding from his phone, pausing to glance at it.
The screen lit up.
[Camilo Nogueira]: You changed your avatar again, getting more childish.
[Camilo Nogueira]: That comic artist is really popular recently, one incident after another. At this level, they’d be sought-after top stars in your entertainnt circles, right?
[Camilo Nogueira]: What, you like them too?
[Pedro Langley]: Yeah.
Replying coolly, Pedro Langley glanced at the WeChat avatar, feeling quite pleased, and sent another ssage.
[Pedro Langley]: Her "Little White Dove" is releasing at the end of the month. Have soone buy a few copies, distribute to everyone in the company. Give more to those with families.
[Camilo Nogueira]: ?
[Camilo Nogueira]: Her?
[Camilo Nogueira]: Have you been hacked?
Pedro Langley was about to type a new ssage when an incoming video call flashed on the screen. He didn’t hesitate to answer.
On the phone screen, Camilo Nogueira’s handso face appeared, with surprise still evident in his features.
Camilo Nogueira asked, "Are you serious?"
"Yes."
"You’re asking a tech company to team up to boost a comic artist’s sales?" Camilo Nogueira laughed in disbelief, "Your imagination is incredible, why not ss with Fernwood and Cool Ridge too."
"Both have been notified." Pedro Langley remained calm.
"..."
Camilo Nogueira was speechless.
The thought of company elites each holding a comic made him shiver with goosebumps.
However, Camilo Nogueira couldn’t argue with Pedro Langley and had to yield.
After all, the company partly belonged to Pedro Langley too.
Thinking for a mont, Camilo Nogueira asked, "By the way, is the called ’big guy’ Zero a woman?"
Slightly raising his eyebrows, Pedro Langley said, "Mistakenly typed."
"Really a mistake, or are you secretly acquainted with her?" Camilo Nogueira, a smart man, quickly recalled a certain person who received special treatnt from Pedro Langley at Virtue Retreat, and was shocked, "It can’t be..."
"Hanging up."
Pedro Langley ended the call abruptly.
Although Pedro Langley’s actions were suspicious, after pondering for a while, Camilo Nogueira felt it was unlikely and decided not to think deeply, dismissing it altogether.
Just after hanging up, Pedro Langley heard the new ssage alert.
He glanced at it and paused.
[Nora Scott]: Are you free tomorrow? Afternoon, outside the city, want to et up?
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