Shock!The president actually had a crush on me for ten years!

Ruan Hu very much suspected that the developers of this game didn't take the players' opinions into consideration at all.

The suggestion he sent before that he hoped to develop the krypton gold dress-up function disappeared, and then he came up with a few inexplicable small tasks, such as [please leave work on time at 35:[-] p.m.] [don’t chat with a colleague during work] like this Ruan Hu was completely at a loss for the mission.

"Ding", the system displays:

[Friendly reminder, autumn is coming, please prepare more regular clothes. 】

While eating rice noodles, Ruan Hu muttered, "Let me change his clothes..."

Now Ruan Hu completely separates Shen Xiaomeng from Shen Mengqiao, and Pang Da has recently smelled that he is about to fall out of favor.

As for the dress-up function, to be honest, judging from his taste in dressing Panda, the game developers probably didn't think it was necessary.

Seeing that there were still three opinion books in his warehouse, Ruan Hu hesitated, copied and pasted the previous opinions three times, and sent them over.

After 3 minutes, the system prompt box popped up slowly:

[Developer Response: Under development, please wait a moment. 】

Ruan Hu: "?"

Is this still an instant reply?

There is still a tail left in summer, and it is still tenaciously exerting its remaining power. Passers-by are all panting with heat, wishing to plunge into the rumbling air conditioner to cool off.

"Come here," Quan Tong came up with a big bag of iced drinks, "afternoon tea."

All the living treasures immediately cheered, "Sister Quan is generous!"

Quan Tong: "After drinking, work hard, what about you, Lin Jijian, stop fishing!"

She knocked on the door of Ruanhu's office with a delivery bag, and said with a smile, "Open the door, takeaway."

Ruan Hu quickly opened the door, a little surprised: "What's wrong?"

"Sunday company dinner," Quan Tong put the drink on Ruan Hu's table, "will you come?"

Ruan Hu nodded and said, "Thank you."

Quan Tong continued to say to him: "We are considering whether to invite Mr. Shen sincerely."

"Ah?" Ruan Hu was a little puzzled: "Will Mr. Shen go?"

After all, as far as he knew, Shen Mengqiao never came to every dinner party.

Quan Tong said: "It is necessary to have a good relationship with the boss. Besides, Mr. Shen has to come to the team building this year, right?"

The team building is every winter, and the time and place are decided by Shen Mengqiao. Last year, he booked New Zealand. The money and people were all in place. Everyone had a great time. Only he was invisible almost the whole time without anything new. I don’t know what to do. .

Ruan Hu: "It's true."

After a few seconds, he seemed to notice something in Quan Tong's unchanging gentle smile, and he hesitated: "Do you need me to do anything?"

"Just waiting for your words." Quan Tong's smile grew bigger: "After all, we have a symbolic invitation every time we have a dinner, because we are afraid of being corrected and made cold-faced attacks, so everyone takes turns to come— —”

Ruan Hu seemed to understand what she meant.

"It's your turn this time." Quan Tong said, "Remember to mention it to Mr. Shen before you get off work."

Ruan Hu: "This, this is not very good..."

****

Ruan Hu stood in front of the door of Shen Mengqiao's office, knocking on the door with some breathlessness.

Shen Mengqiao's voice sounded: "Come in."

No matter how many times he enters the office, he is always a little nervous. This cannot be entirely blamed on Ruan Hu's timidity, but also has something to do with the decoration style of the president.

It is completely different from Shen Xiaomeng's decoration style in the game. This rather large office is almost entirely made of cold metal tones, without any decorations. Even the corners of the coffee table in front of the sofa are hard and not round at all. It feels like the kind that accidentally falling down can make people feel cold.

Ruan Hu was a little distracted, he was thinking, at least he should put a little lucky cat in front of the table.

How can there be a boss who doesn't have a lucky cat on his desk?

He handed over the report to Shen Mengqiao, then stood aside and waited quietly.

waiting.

waiting.

Ruan Hu: "..."

Why does it feel a little long?Is there any problem?

Nervously, he secretly moved his eyes away from the little cactus that was watered a bit rotten but was still struggling to survive, and wanted to observe the boss's expression, but he unexpectedly met Shen Mengqiao's sharp eyes.

Shen Mengqiao was not reading the report, Shen Mengqiao was looking at him with cold and heartless eyes!

Ruan Hu: "!!!"

Shen Mengqiao: "!!!"

Ruan Hu "whoosh" turned his face back, staring straight ahead, not daring to move anymore.

"Cough." Shen Mengqiao was the first to break the embarrassment with a light cough, and said, "No problem."

Ruan Hu: "Thank you Mr. Shen, then I will..."

Shen Mengqiao: "Okay."

He had just walked halfway with the document in his arms, when he suddenly remembered the important task entrusted to him by the living treasures before he came up, he immediately did some mental training, and turned around!

Shen Mengqiao quietly retracted his gaze from below his waist, and unexpectedly met Ruan Hu's gaze, and they immediately looked at each other in dismay.

Ruan Hu: "...Boss Shen."

Shen Mengqiao's index finger began to vibrate with a frequency that was difficult to ignore, and he covered it with the other hand, his voice was calm and his eyes were fierce: "What else?"

Ruan Hu's doubtful eyes collapsed in Shen Mengqiao's usual reliable expression.

He began to wonder if he had played too many games, so he started to think wildly.

Ruan Hu felt a little guilty: "Shen, Mr. Shen, we are going to have dinner this Sunday..."

Shen Mengqiao looked natural: "I know."

The index finger of the other hand also began to tremble with high intensity. Shen Mengqiao clenched his teeth slightly and began to take a deep breath, his expression can be said to be ferocious.

"Ah, no," Ruan Hu said with some difficulty: "I want to ask Mr. Shen if you want to go together..."

With a "boom", Mr. President's high-end custom-made thermos cup spilled.Ruan Hu was taken aback, and before he had time to look over, Shen Mengqiao stood up with a "bang" with a solemn expression: "Are you inviting me?"

Ruan Hu: "Yes, yes?"

Shen Mengqiao seemed to be involved in the fierce competition in his mind, he frowned very tangled, and finally said calmly: "Okay."

Ruan Hu withdrew the documents.

The moment he closed the door of the CEO's office, he seemed to see the figure of Shen Mengqiao squatting down to grab the thermos cup through the crack of the door.

Ruan Hu felt that although Mr. Shen was very good, it wasn't that he had some difficulties getting along with others. It seemed that he was very conflicted and not easy to agree to his dinner invitation.

Shen Mengqiao's father, Shen Jianguo, had told him to take good care of Mr. Shen when he joined the job three years ago.Maybe I should talk to him more about topics other than work, Ruan Hu thought so, and he tried his best.

The door closed with a click, and Shen Mengqiao squatted down immediately, touched his thermos and stood upright.

The strawberry milk filled in it had been spilled all over, and it was still steaming, forming a sticky ball on the dark gray carpet.

Shen Mengqiao looked at it, his expression didn't change, he just sighed, walked into the lounge, took out the small yellow rag with Brown bear's head on it, knelt down and wiped it skillfully.

Pity.

Just soaked it.

He wiped it, then sighed suddenly, and stroked his chest with lingering fear.

I almost caught myself peeking.

almost...

Scared him to death Scared him to death Scared him to death Scared him to death Scared him to death Scared him to death! !

****

Shen Xiaomeng was very happy on Sunday.

Although Ruan Hu was bitter about the game's refusal to give him a dress-up function, Shen Xiaomeng's mood value today was the highest it has been in a few days, a full +100!This is very rare for Shen Xiaomeng who often sulks with a puffy face.

Ruan Hu always thought that the random mood hadn't been well developed.

He watched on the screen that Shen Xiaomeng got up early in the morning, rummaged through the pink-blue wardrobe with her butt pouted, changed the angle of view, and found that there were rows of full-colored wardrobes hanging in such a different color wardrobe. It was a blue, black and gray suit, and he was speechless for a moment.

I remember this place being restored...

With a "ding", the interactive mode was turned on unexpectedly. Shen Xiaomeng squeezed her butt out of the pile of clothes, and with a smiling face on her face, she happily faced the screen. A transparent text bubble appeared above her head:

[Shen Xiaomeng: Which one looks better? 】

Three boxes suddenly appeared under the text bubble, inside were dark blue, gray, and black suits, and Shen Xiaomeng stood there with her head upright as a model.

Ruan Hu: "..."

The options also popped up immediately:

【blue. 】

【grey. 】

【black. 】

[It's not good-looking. 】

Ruan Hu thought about it, today is a rest day, isn't it strange to wear a suit?

And to be honest, except for the color, he didn't see any difference between the three suits, as if they were copied and pasted to change the color number, without soul.

So Ruan Hu thought for a while and chose the fourth one.

[Ding, Shen Xiaomeng's mood has dropped! 】

Immediate results!

"He's got a big temper," Ruan Hu poked the steamed bun faces of the three small people from the air, "It's so nice to wear a little bee suit, let me buy it for you..."

Shen Xiaomeng didn't seem to have thought about the little bee, he continued to plunge into the pile of clothes, and after a while, three sets of casual clothes in dark blue, black, and gray appeared underneath.

[Shen Xiaomeng: Which one looks better? 】

Ruan Hu: "..."

Are there no other colors besides these three? !

The options continue to pop up:

【blue. 】

【black. 】

【grey. 】

[They all look good. 】

[It's not good-looking. 】

Ruan Hu struggled for a while, but chose the last one.

The system prompt did not pop up, and the screen was still. Shen Xiaomeng was holding the old man's casual clothes of the same style in his hand, staring blankly at the camera.

Three seconds later, Shen Xiaomeng's smiling face suddenly changed, two lasagna tears fell down, he threw away the casual clothes, and sat down in the pile of clothes, a word bubble appeared above his head :

[Shen Xiaomeng: I hate you! ! ! 】

[Ding, the interactive mode is over. 】

[Ding, warm reminder: Shen Xiaomeng's courage value -10]

Ruan Hu: "?????"

He took a look at the courage bar that he had managed to get to 5 by signing in every day and doing tasks. Now it's okay to return it to zero, but it turned into a negative number! !

Ruan Hu looked at Shen Xiaomeng who started to cry on the ground after a disagreement, and sighed.

Anyway, give him a strategy.

Are games this difficult now...