" Is your hand okay ? " Feng Bujue asked . " Huh? Of course it 's okay , even if there is something wrong with the characters in the game . " Xiao Tan replied , " Brother Jue , you probably called to ask me this , right ? I'm still on duty ." It was the afternoon of the next day , and Feng Bujue was on the phone with Xiaotan at home . " Ah... of course not , I just asked by the way." Feng Bujue then started to talk about the business : " That 's it ... I went out today to talk to the editor about something about writing . The cooperation of the relationship . " "What ? " " The day after tomorrow , that is , this Saturday . I'm going to the TV station to record a show . The traffic there is inconvenient. You should be resting that day . How about being my driver ? " Feng Bujue said .

