Lu Xiaobu's smile grew wider as he looked at Tang Geng's previous works.
Definitely, this is the kind of talent he was looking for.
"You will be in charge of creating emoticons from now on, and as for the salary..." Lu Xiaobu thought for a moment and then said to Liang Lan, "Sister Lan, you arrange it."
"Yes, Young Master."
Liang Lan nodded.
"This task?"
Tang Geng was utterly baffled: "But, Mr. Lu, no one understands these things I make, and they don't like them either."
"That's just because they don't understand," Lu Xiaobu waved his hand dismissively. "Their thinking has been set in stone. Don't pay them any mind. You just do your thing, I'll take care of using them!"
"Alright then."
Tang Geng was still confused.
He had grown accustomed to being criticized, so now, suddenly hearing someone praising his work as good was truly overwhelming.
"Off you go."
