After rebirth, she doesn't lick, and the boss Kuku slaps her in the face

"Come on, everyone, put on this vest and stick your own color tag on the Velcro on the back."

The manager walked up to the people, holding a bunch of small white vests.

We have just finished our free time and are now starting to play group games.

Jiang Ximeng also got dressed and stood in the team.

"Have you watched the variety show about tearing off name tags?"

The manager is the person in charge of the game and is responsible for explaining it to people.

"I know, just tear it apart!" Someone in the crowd answered loudly.

The manager waved his hand, and someone immediately came over with a large box.

He looked at the people and continued, "Yes, this colleague is right. However, since this is a team building, we naturally have to test everyone's team cohesion, so we will be divided into two groups today."

The manager pointed to the big box and said, "For our game, we just need to tear off the opponent's color cards. Here are two sticky cards, black and red. Everyone draws randomly. If you have the same color, you will be in the same group. How about it? Do you understand?"

People nodded back.

The manager asked the person holding the big box to come forward, "Okay, then you can draw according to the order."

Soon, the person carrying the box came to Jiang Ximeng.

She drew red, stuck her backhand to the back, and walked to the red team camp.

The two groups were quickly divided, with each group consisting of about forty to fifty people.

Jiang Ximeng believed that with this number of people tearing off name tags, it would definitely be a chaotic fight.

In order to ensure fairness and avoid wasting time, the manager does not allow everyone to run too far.

He deliberately drew a big circle and enclosed the people inside.

The diameter of the circle is about fifty meters, which is not big for so many people.

At this time, everyone's strategy and cooperation ability will be tested.

The manager stood in the center of the circle, picked up the whistle hanging around his neck, and was about to blow it.

I found that my shadow had become much stronger and longer.

The manager turned around: “…”

Mr. Tan, can't you just say a word when you come over?

Scared him to death!

"Mr. Tan, is something wrong?"

"..."Tan Yan didn't want to talk.

He felt that this old guy had poor eyesight. Didn’t he notice that he hadn’t drawn yet?

The manager was old after all, and he was very sensitive. He only took a second to react, and then asked tentatively, "How about Mr. Tan joining us?"

"Okay." Tan Yan agreed reluctantly.

manager:"……"

The manager hurriedly took off his vest and pounded his waist a few times as if carelessly.

"Mr. Tan, I'm old now and it's hard for me to keep up with the young people. Please don't despise me."

While handing it over, he pretended to cough a few times to show how old he was.

As for why I gave my vest to Mr. Tan.

Because there are no extras!

The game props are prepared according to the number of people, and there are no extra ones at all.

Who would have thought that Mr. Tan would come along for the team building at short notice?

Hey, how could he dare to say that he didn’t prepare anything for others? He could only say that he was old and couldn’t play anymore.

Tan Yan glanced at the vest and didn't want to accept it.

Out of the corner of my eye I caught a glimpse of a fair little face from the red team with a bright smile on it. She was tilting her head and talking to someone next to her.

Forget it, just wear it as it is. It’s better than seeing her being 'entangled' with others.

Tan Yan hooked his index finger on the vest, put it on reluctantly, and then walked into the black team camp.

When everyone found out that Mr. Tan was wearing a vest, their eyes widened.

No, Mr. Tan not only came over, but also played games with us?

This...can they still tear it apart?

The most important thing is, can you tear his color cards?

When the people on the Red Team saw Mr. Tan join the Black Team, they were a little confused for a moment.

After all, they had thought of many strategies, and most of the smart people in the company were on their side, so winning this game was within their expectations.

But now Mr. Tan has joined the black team.

Apart from anything else, even if all the members of the black team had their color cards torn off, as long as Mr. Tan was still there, their team would win.

Because no one dares to tear down Mr. Tan!

Several 'strategists' led by the Red Team began to have a headache.

Until the advertising director quietly pointed to someone in the team...

The 'strategists' suddenly understood and then smiled happily.

"Drip..."

As the whistle sounded, people began to gather in the middle.

It’s just that everyone has their own strategy, so no one really started a fight for a while.

Everyone's emotions began to boil after a black and white figure slowly broke into the red team.

Just fight it out, Mr. Tan is already here, what are they still arguing about? Just fight it out!

Soon, people were in chaos.

Whatever strategy, just go to hell in the face of actual combat!

"Why...are you only chasing me?" Jiang Ximeng glared at the man who was approaching from afar.

Before she could experience the joy of tearing off the name tag, the bastard came straight towards her!

With the belief that she couldn't just sit there and wait for death, she kept moving back and forth in the crowd, dodging.

Tan Yan chased after him relentlessly, but of course, he was not too eager.

Boil a frog in warm water.

It is more interesting to devour it bit by bit.

Jiang Ximeng: You are the frog!

No matter how Jiang Ximeng hides, someone will run straight towards her.

There was nothing that could be done about it, since no one present dared to tear his clothes.

Even when he tried to get through the crowd to catch her, people would voluntarily make way for him.

Speechless.

Isn't this simply cheating?

But she didn't realize that no one present dared to tear hers.

"Tan Yan, you are not allowed to chase me!"

Jiang Ximeng was extremely anxious when she saw the man was about to grab her arm.

Tan Yan stopped and let her run for a while, "Chase her, you have to chase her."

It would be a shame if I didn't pursue her.

He felt uneasy if he got it one day late.

After a few seconds, Jiang Ximeng ran away a little, and Tan Yan began to walk towards her slowly again.

Walking towards the girl who was trying to escape but was locked in his control.

Time passed by minute by minute.

Most of the people in the circle are gone.

Some of the older or middle-aged people were almost all eliminated.

Those who stayed were the young people.

The manager stood outside and observed the game.

He acted more based on Mr. Tan's "face".

For example, now, Mr. Tan is pursuing the girl with great enthusiasm. At this time, he also needs people around to create an atmosphere.

Otherwise, once all the people are eliminated, Mr. Tan will not be able to continue playing the game of 'you run, I chase, and she can't fly away even if she has wings'.

The manager quickly ran outside the circle to a group of people who were fighting.

He whispered, "Hey, hey, hey, be smart and don't tear it so fast!"

People were dissatisfied, "Isn't it just tearing it apart? If you don't tear it apart, you can keep it for the New Year."

The manager looked disappointed and said to these people, "Look first and then talk."

People turned their heads and watched Secretary Jiang cowering behind the crowd from time to time.

And what about Mr. Tan?

Like a big bad wolf, he lurked around the girl, occasionally showing an attitude of being ready to strike.

Secretary Jiang was so scared that he continued running.

Mr. Tan would then stand with his hands behind his back and move with ease.

Tsk!

Is this the "joy" between lovers?

People silently handed the colored cards in their hands back to each other to continue to "create the atmosphere".