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It was a rare formal trip, and Jing Wenxi changed into his white short-sleeved shirt and black casual trousers.

I haven't worked for a while, and I haven't grown any meat on my waist. After tucking the hem of my clothes into my trousers, my slender waist is highlighted.

The washed and broken hair lay softly on his forehead. He looked in the mirror and felt that he looked too young, so he combed his bangs back with hairspray, making him look much more mature.

It was almost noon when I took the bus to the Fantasy Dimension Headquarters Company.

Jing Wenxi came to the front desk and explained his purpose. Not long after, a woman with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses hanging on the bridge of her nose came out from behind the check-in gate, and said to Jing Wenxi with her right hand: "You Mr. Haojing, I am Sun Ying, the person in charge of this project."

At first glance, Jing Wenxi always felt that Sun Ying's tone and tone sounded familiar, but he didn't think too much about it, stretched out his right hand to shake it back, and said "Hello" politely.

"plz follow me."

After Sun Ying brought Jing Wenxi into the turnstile, she took him straight to the innermost elevator.

Jing Wenxi glanced casually, this elevator seemed to be able to reach the highest floor of the entire office building.

"Mr. Jing didn't have lunch, right?" Sun Ying started chatting with Jing Wenxi when the elevator reached the second floor, "The second floor is the staff restaurant, you can come down to eat later."

Jing Wenxi nodded, and Sun Ying lowered her voice pretending to be mysterious: "No money."

Jing Wenxi found that although Sun Ying looked much older than him, she was quite interesting, so he couldn't help but relax a little, and asked, "Can you tell me about my specific job content?"

"Of course." Sun Ying showed a professional smile, "Did you know that there is a mysterious tree house in the fantasy dimension?"

"It's the one in the map of the memory hut." Jing Wenxi said, "It seems that no one has ever opened it."

"Yes." Sun Ying nodded, "So Mr. Jing's task is to open it."

"Open the tree house?" Jing Wenxi was taken aback, "Is it a design clue for the player to open, or..."

"No, no, it's impossible for players to open that tree house." Sun Ying pushed the mirror frame hanging on the bridge of her nose, "Because even our President Ling couldn't open it."

When the topic suddenly came to Ling Shengyu, Jing Wenxi couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

He regained his attention and asked Sun Ying, "Didn't he design that tree house?"

Jing Wenxi knows that the game system of Fantasy Dimension is an artificial intelligence capable of deep learning, but this does not mean that it can be created out of nothing.

All its operations are based on the massive data imported initially. If something appears out of thin air, there must be a set of logic behind it, which can deduce why this thing appeared.

"No." Sun Ying followed Jing Wenxi's words, "Do you know that this game was originally designed by President Ling's father, Mr. Ling Renliang?"

"I know." It's impossible for Jing Wenxi not to know, because before Ling Shengyu divorced him, he had been silently paying attention to this brat.

"There are many traces left by Mr. Ling in the fantasy world," Sun Ying continued, "including this small tree house."

When Sun Ying said this, the elevator just arrived at the top floor.

This floor was much quieter than the downstairs, and Sun Ying's high-heeled shoes stepped on the translucent marble stone tiles, and the sound was particularly crisp.

Jing Wenxi followed Sun Ying, and couldn't help but feel strange, this place was not like the HR department, let alone the project department, but rather... the president's office floor.

As soon as he thought of this, he caught a glimpse of a golden nameplate hanging on a thick solid wooden door on the right-hand side——

Deputy General Manager Office

Ling Shengyu

Jing Wenxi immediately quickened his pace without looking sideways, trying to get away from this unlucky place as soon as possible.

However, he hadn't taken two steps when the door opened behind him. At the same time, Sun Ying, who was walking in front of him, stopped, turned around and nodded to the place behind him, "Mr. Ling."

Ling Shengyu was right behind him.

Realizing this, Jing Wenxi was so nervous that his back straightened instantly.

He could feel a probing gaze sizing him up from head to toe, and that gaze was like the scorching sun's rays, making his mouth dry.

After an unknown amount of time, he heard a faint "hmm" coming from behind him, followed by the sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor tiles, and he gradually moved away in the direction of the elevator.

He tried his best not to look back, but he couldn't help but look back, just in time to see a tall and straight figure disappear behind the elevator door.

He silently withdrew his gaze, feeling a little sour for no reason.

When did this brat grow so tall? He was obviously taller before.

"Mr. Jing?" Seeing Jing Wenxi standing there in a daze, Sun Ying couldn't help reminding, "Your office is here."

"Ah, okay." Jing Wenxi came back to his senses, and followed Sun Ying to an office in the corner of this floor.

The office is spacious and bright, with three top-of-the-line gaming pods in the center area, two of which are older and one clearly newer.

Sun Ying came to the side of the new game cabin, patted the high-quality leather armrest, and said to Jing Wenxi: "Mr. Jing, this is your job."

Jing Wenxi said "OK" restrainedly, trying to appear calm, not wanting Sun Ying to think that he has never seen the world.

He came to the game cabin and asked Sun Ying, "Do I need to work in the game?"

"You can enter or not." Sun Ying said, "The process of finding the password can be outside the game or in the game, but the password can only be entered in the game, but there is a special simulator in Ling's office. You can also go to his office and enter."

"No, no, I'll just be in the game." Of course Jing Wenxi would not go to Ling Shengyu's side. He looked at the empty office and couldn't help asking: "Am I the only one doing this job?"

"There are two other colleagues," Sun Ying smiled slightly awkwardly, "but they don't come to the company often."

A question mark popped up on Jing Wenxi's head, is it possible to work in the fantasy dimension like this, and it doesn't matter if you don't come to the company?

Sun Ying obviously saw his doubts, and explained: "Since the establishment of this department, there has been no progress in the work, and everyone has lost patience. Mr. Jing doesn't need to worry about other people, just do his own job well."

Jing Wenxi didn't understand the company culture of Fantasy Dimension, so he didn't ask his colleagues any more.

He turned to ask: "Do you have no clue about the password of this tree house now?"

"Not all of them." Sun Ying said, "Three passwords are required to open the tree house. The first password technology department has analyzed that it is a genetic code. As for the remaining two, the form is still unknown."

"Gene code?" Jing Wenxi said.

"To put it simply, it's dna. We've tried the genes of everyone in the Ling family, but they didn't work. We don't know what conditions need to be triggered. This requires Mr. Jing to find clues."

As a game screenwriter, Jing Wenxi likes the word "clue" the most. He became interested and asked Sun Ying, "Is the clue in the game?"

"Not necessarily," Sun Ying shook her head, "It may be in the game world, or it may be in the real world. You can only find it slowly."

Jing Wenxi probably understood what he needed to do.

To put it simply, he needs to find clues related to Ling Renliang, so as to open the "treasure box" buried in the map of the memory cabin by this elder.

This is very much like an adventure rpg game.

Compared with those fighting action games, Jing Wenxi is better at finding clues and deducing the whole story from the hidden details.

"I see." Jing Wenxi clasped his fingers and moved his wrist, "I'll try my best to find it."

"By the way," Sun Ying suddenly thought of something, and said, "Entering the game from this game cabin is through the "back door" of the system. Players cannot see you, and you can only talk to NPCs. "

"Okay." Jing Wenxi made an ok gesture, and he fully understood why there was such a setting.

There is no need to communicate with other players to find clues. This setting can minimize his desertion at work and run to form a team to fight monsters.

"Well, I am the direct supervisor of this department. If you have anything to do, you can contact me directly." Sun Ying pushed the frame of her glasses with satisfaction, "My desk is the front desk at the door of President Ling's office. I am his secretary. You can also call me Secretary Sun."

"Secretary Sun?"

Jing Wenxi finally remembered why Sun Ying's tone sounded familiar, because it was Ling Shengyu's secretary who called him a year ago to say he was retiring the engagement.

"We used to talk on the phone." Sun Ying smiled as if she had seen through Jing Wenxi's thoughts.

Jing Wenxi gave a vague "huh", and was embarrassed to ask whether it was Sun Ying's intention or Ling Shengyu's intention to let him work here.

He recalled the phone call from the personnel director, saying that Ling Shengyu was not in charge of this project, so he guessed that Ling Shengyu probably didn't know it was him.

After talking about business matters, Sun Ying asked Jing Wenxi to go to the restaurant downstairs to have dinner first, and then to work in the game after lunch break.

Sun Ying brought lunch by herself, so she didn't accompany Jing Wenxi downstairs. When Jing Wenxi came to the restaurant alone with the employee card Sun Ying gave him, there were already many people here.

He queued up for lunch for the time being, and planned to look for empty seats while walking. There were obviously many tables in the huge restaurant, but they were basically full of people.

Occasionally, he could see an empty seat, and the people at the same table were chatting happily, but he was embarrassed to force his way in.

Walking and walking, Jing Wenxi finally saw only one person sitting on a dining table in a certain corner from a distance.

He looked at the lonely back, as if he saw a savior.

He walked quickly to the man and asked politely, "Hello, is there anyone here?"

Ling Shengyu frowned slightly and put down his chopsticks, wondering which ignorant employee dared to sit in the special seat for the company's senior management.

He turned his head impatiently, the phrase "Are there any other seats?" was already on the verge of his mouth, but he swallowed it abruptly after seeing a familiar handsome face.

He pursed his lips and said expressionlessly, "No."