On the Routine of President Wen

After the crisp sound of "dong", Fu Yihuan covered his forehead and raised his face, glanced around, and was surprised to find that he was sitting at a conference table, which was full of people, and everyone looked at him with piercing eyes. Himself, he slowly moved his hand away from his forehead, and wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve while smiling sheepishly.

"Welcome to the system world "Son and his father is the president". In this system world, your identity is a gossip reporter for a newspaper with no integrity. You have no father and no mother. You grew up in an orphanage. The sense of presence is very low, and there is only one friend, Morad. 』

"Fu Yihuan, what do you think of the proposal just now?" said the middle-aged man sitting at the top.

view?Then there must be no opinion!

Fu Yihuan shook his head again and again, and said solemnly: "I don't have any opinion on the proposal just now. I think it's very good. I will definitely be able to dig out the most exciting news!"

As soon as the words fell, everyone sighed and stared at Fu Yihuan with wide eyes. He was a little frightened when he was seen, and was wondering if he was flattering the wrong way, when the middle-aged man stood up and clapped his hands , Said: "Okay then, let Fu Yihuan enter the Xiandeng Xiaoge on behalf of our Wujie newspaper office, and everyone applauds and encourages."

After the meeting ended, Fu Yihuan, who was still in a daze, grabbed a young man who seemed to be about his own age, and asked, "Well... I fell asleep during the meeting. What was said at the meeting?"

The young man froze while yawning, looked at Fu Yihuan sympathetically, and said, "Our newspaper office has received an invitation from Xiandeng Xiaoge, saying that the theme of this issue is the workplace, and we will invite the most beautiful girls from our newspaper office." The reporter went to the appointment."

"Ah?" Hearing this, Fu Yihuan was completely stunned, "The most beautiful female reporter? Then why is it me?"

"Shehua is the president's daughter, how could she be sent to such a place?" the young man said contemptuously.

Fu Yihuan was speechless: "Then...then shouldn't send me there, I'm a big man."

"Except for the social flowers in the newspaper office who can barely be called beautiful, the other women... eh~" The young man showed a disgusted expression, "In order not to miss the great opportunity to dig news, after a heated discussion at the meeting, a woman was selected. Congratulations, you have won the lottery.”

"I...how did I win the lottery? I can't even meet the basic requirements?!" Fu Yihuan was angrily.

The young man looked him up and down, and said: "Pseudo-girls are so popular now, with your hardware, it's no problem! Otherwise, it wouldn't be unanimously approved, right?"

I'll give it a go, is that all right?In order to achieve the goal, by all means, he forced the male duck onto the shelf of the female duck, no wonder he called the newspaper office without morals!

Rolling his eyes, Fu Yihuan remembered that he still had doubts, and asked again: "Then what is this Xiandeng Xiaoge? Where is it?"

"Haven't you heard of Xiandeng Xiaoge?" The young man looked at him strangely.

Fu Yihuan shook his head, choosing such an elegant name, it sounded like nothing wrong, why didn't the president dare to send his own daughter there? What kind of place does "that place" refer to?

"The so-called Xiandeng Xiaoge is an underground bar. Of course, it is not an ordinary underground bar. No one who goes there to have fun is an idler. The oil king, the movie queen, the heir of the group, etc. are all mixed together. Under Zhang Zhang's red or white mask.

Masks are a feature of that speakeasy, giving guests enough privacy and never revealing their identities. Red masks represent pleasure, while white masks represent pastime.If you can dig out something in Xiandeng Xiaoge, you will be prosperous. "

After listening to the young man's explanation, Fu Yihuan was a little puzzled. It sounded like a bar where rich people gathered, and it seemed to be nothing special.

The young man saw the doubts in Fu Yihuan's heart, sighed, and said: "The boss of Xiandeng Xiaoge is nicknamed 'Idleman'. He has an ominous background, hides deeply, and is quite cunning, and Xiandeng Xiaoge always appears in different places. Only those who have received the invitation will know where it will appear next time."

"Having grasped the clue of the invitation letter, isn't there any colleague who digs it out?"

"Of course I have tried it. I don't know how many times. Every time I touch the place on the invitation letter, it is some strange place, such as a thatched cottage in the deep mountains and old forests, an abandoned factory in the western suburbs, and even a certain university. The women's restroom on the third floor. It's so weird every time I miss it!" The young man showed a muttering expression.

Then Fu Yihuan doesn't understand, it's all like this, how do you want him to go to the small pavilion?

"But I can't go without an invitation letter?" Fu Yihuan spread his hands.

"Hey, the newspaper office will release a message later that you will attend the appointment as a representative, and the invitation letter will be delivered to you at that time." Just after finishing speaking, the young man was called away.

On the second day, Fu Yihuan received the legendary invitation letter under the door of his house. It was completely different from what Fu Yihuan had imagined, and it should be said that it surprised Fu Yihuan.

After hesitating, he called the editor-in-chief, and Fu Yihuan finally confirmed that it was a piece of thin paper folded in half and folded in half torn from a [-]-frame composition book, and it was actually the invitation for Xian to enter the small pavilion. letter.

The taste can be so unique, Fu Yihuan thinks that this "idleman" is really not an ordinary person, or maybe he just thinks there is too little homework and wants to have some fun.

Spread out the extremely simple invitation letter, there are four simple words on it: seven o'clock, balcony.

Fu Yihuan was a little puzzled that the place on the invitation letter would be his balcony. Although his balcony was quite big, it was impossible to temporarily convert it into a bar for people to party.

The editor-in-chief also seemed quite surprised. He looked at the time and found that it was about two hours before seven o'clock, so he said to Fu Yihuan: "I will send someone to guard near your house now. You are ready to get ready, change your clothes and put on makeup. Spray your hair or something."

Hanging up the phone, putting on makeup, wearing long wavy hair, and a translucent bright red dress, when he saw himself in the mirror, Fu Yihuan had to sigh again, the system changed life!

Look at this superb makeup skills, look at the contrast between this pure and lovely person and the flaming red dress, Fu Yihuan himself couldn't help but nosebleed when he saw it, and couldn't help feeling: "It's so good-looking, absolutely It's Blue Boy Paper!"

At exactly seven o'clock, Fu Yihuan stepped onto the balcony on time. His mouth and nose were covered from behind in an instant, and it took only five seconds for him to lose consciousness.

When he opened his eyes, Fu Yihuan was lying on a large comfortable bed. He sat up with his head in one hand and looked around. He didn't see anyone sitting in a certain corner. After he woke up, he sneered and said something "How bold, a man disguised as a woman!"

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, a white bear doll facing him on the TV cabinet suddenly stood up.

I saw Bai Xiong bowed to Fu Yihuan and said: "Welcome to Xiandeng Xiaoge, tonight you can abandon everything and indulge in carnival! At five o'clock in the morning, remember to go back to bed on time, otherwise you may not be able to go back yo~"

Fu Yihuan looked at the white bear silently, thinking: Is this a recording doll, or is it a real-time conversation between "idle people" and himself?

So, he tentatively asked, "Miss, are you online dating? You have a loli voice."

Mr. Rabbit burst out laughing in Fu Yihuan's mind, and said while rolling:

"You are really poisonous!Saying such things solemnly with a paralyzed face, it's so powerful, Xiaosheng admires it! 』

Bai Xiong's eyes went dark for five seconds before flickering again: "Sorry, I have a sweetheart."

Now, Fu Yihuan was sure that the one hiding on the other side of the white bear was the "idleman" himself, and in this case, he might be able to learn something from here.

"This is where?"

"Let's go to the small pavilion." He replied without hesitation.

"Isn't the place on the invitation letter my balcony?"

"Idleman" chuckled lightly, and said, "Your balcony is just a 'dock' for your transfer."

"Wharf" and "transit", Fu Yihuan had some clues, no wonder other people searched according to the address of the invitation letter, but it was always in vain.

In fact, those addresses all point to the "dock", not the Xiaodeng Xiaoge. The "dock" given on the invitation letter received by each guest must be different.It was just a transit point for the guests, and when the guests arrived at that place, they would be dizzy and then sent here without anyone noticing.

It can be further guessed that Xiandeng Xiaoge may have been in one place from the beginning to the end and never moved.If this is the case, the mind of this "idleman" is really comparable to that of a needle in the sea. If it takes such a lot of trouble, then this person must be rich and probably has power.

Could the "idleman" be the president?

Here Fu Yihuan was thinking, while the "idleman" there didn't want to reveal anything, and just said, "You can choose the mask, you can play the game." Then he cut off the connection.

Fu Yihuan turned his head to look at the two masks placed on the bedside table, took a mask and put it on his face, then got up and got out of bed, took a deep breath, and pushed open the door.

A burst of overwhelming noise suddenly hit his face, Fu Yihuan's eyes widened, he was standing on the second floor at this time, outside the door was a luxurious golden railing, two steps forward, the scene on the first floor was unobstructed.

The light and shadow are indistinct, piercing the eyes, and the noise and noise make the heart restless.

After standing still for a while, Fu Yihuan walked down the stairs, passed by the bar to get a glass of wine, just turned around and bumped into a person head-on, poured the wine in his hand on the other's expensive black casual suit , not a drop left.

"I'm sorry, I offended." Fu Yihuan apologized, and took the clean towel handed over by the waiter to wipe the wine for the other party.

As soon as his hand touched the opponent's clothes, he was grabbed, and then Fu Yihuan was pushed away, half of the man's face was covered by the mask, and the first thing Fu Yihuan saw was the light-colored thin lips tightly pressed.

Even though the black suit was splashed with alcohol, there was no trace of it, but the white shirt inside couldn't bear to look directly at it.Everyone who comes here is very concerned about their own image. Even if they wear a mask or even have a voice changer, they can't recognize others, and others can't recognize themselves, and they don't allow themselves to show off in dirty clothes.

Seeing that the wine stains on his body could not be cleaned, the man gave a "tsk" impatiently, and ordered the waiter at the side: "Prepare me a clean set and send it to 307."

The waiter nodded and turned to leave immediately.

Only then did the man look at Fu Yihuan, who had been staring at him, and his eyes met. Fu Yihuan smiled, his familiar eyes, that's right, it's you, my lord president.

The author has something to say:

Thank you "Yueminga" irrigation nutrient solution~

Ever since I started writing, I have been thinking about plots while eating, thinking about plots in the shower, thinking about plots before going to bed, and thinking about plots when my mind is idle...

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