Chapter 3417: I will slap you with my grades

Thinking of this, Qin Weiwei finally gradually picked up her confidence and raised her lips.
Little surnamed Song, fight with me, you are still tender!
How about Sister Na protecting you? I will slap you with my grades! Let you know that the first sister is always the first sister, you can't surpass it, you can only bow down.
Qin Weiwei gritted her teeth secretly, this time the monthly ranking competition is an opportunity for her to teach the young newcomer a profound lesson.
Although I don’t know why, Song Songneng managed to escape from Sun Shao and Zhang Dong, but what about the escape?
Hmph, let the little surnamed Song hear the huge gap between her and herself in a moment, it would be a tough lesson!
Time passed by.
In the meeting room, everyone gradually put away the jokes and chats, and no one dared to make any more noises.
An atmosphere of inexplicable tension spread.
This is no wonder.
This day of each month is the time to determine everyone's ranking in the Imperial City Club, and it is the time to determine everyone's status in the Imperial City comics circle.
The painter who has done well in the past is worried that he will be surpassed by the people behind; and the painter who has failed in the past looks forward to surpassing others this time.
Everyone had their own thoughts, their eyes fixed on the large projection screen on the central wall of the conference room.
Above, the national networked bookstore sales system automatically counts sales, and the final result is about to come out!
Ten seconds...
Nine seconds...
Eight seconds...
The secret base of the Imperial Special Forces.
Song Song sat cross-legged on the bed, nervously listening to the voice in Gong Qing's phone.
The final results are about to be announced, and she is also a little nervous!
Whether the gap between her and Qin Weiwei will widen, or whether she can make a comeback and surpass it, is an unknown!
Seeing the countdown, there are only three seconds left, two seconds...
Suddenly, the door of the bedroom opened vigorously with a "cang-dang-".
This kind of violent and arrogant way to open the door, don't ask, it must be Gong Qing.
Brother is back?
At the last second, the result will come out!
Song Song was a little frantic for a while, not sure whether to look at Gong Qing or at the phone.
However, at this moment, the instinctive choice prevailed.
She lifted her head from the phone screen and stared at the door: "Brother, are you finished with your work?"
Gong Qing's lips were pressed tightly, looking slightly serious.
Without saying a word, she strode to the head of the bed and snatched the phone in her hand.
For some reason, Song Song felt his hands were shaking slightly.
Well, she must be wrong.
Why can my brother shake his hands?
She shook her empty palms in midair awkwardly, lowered her thin arms, and whispered softly: "Sorry, brother, I didn't intend to read the information on your phone, so I clicked on Weibo... and then I didn’t see anything else, really! Oh, I called the publisher..."
She thought Gong Qing was angry, she just used the information in his mobile phone.
Afterwards, she realized that Gong Qing was engaged in secret military affairs. Perhaps Gong Qing's mobile phone was also part of the secret and should not be used to make calls.
This phone number may be a very sensitive and confidential number.
What to do, she just dialed sister Na casually, would her brother get angry?
She bit her lip and glanced at Gong Qing secretly.
However, Gong Qing just flicked the phone for a while with a serious expression.
Immediately, his expression relaxed.
It seems that some secrets have finally been kept, and some things have finally been relieved, and then they lightly raised their eyes and said to her: