Slime and Cardboard

17

The technical director really wants to have a good talk with the president.But what to say?This is someone else's company, a public corridor, what reason do you need to hang around there?

The programmers urged: "Boss, if you really offend the CEO, just go and apologize quickly, it's really unbearable if this goes on."

With an idea, the technical director checked the authority of the president to run the automatic door in the system, and sure enough—it was even stricter.For the first time ever, he went to get the administrative words clumsily. Since the last time the system crashed for a week, no one has entered the president's office, and all the reception and work reports have been arranged in the meeting room downstairs.

Can be considered to understand why.

18

Half an hour later, hearing the familiar sound of leather shoes, the stubborn technical director rushed out again like an arrow.But this time, he had a long memory, and stopped in front of the president. After thinking about it, he patted the other party's arm very lightly.

"?"

"What happened last time..." The technical director just said three words, and the president's vigilance has risen to a level.He looked at each other suspiciously.The eyebrows are locked into a standard regular script "Chuan".

"I didn't tell anyone!" The technical director gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and finished in one breath.

The president looked at him suspiciously.

"I promise not to tell!" The technical director struck while the iron was hot.

After a while, the president said, "Yes."

19

Things didn't end there.

Hearing the sound of leather shoes outside the door five times a day, the technical director had doubts about the function of his hippocampus. Could it be that the conversation in the corridor yesterday was his hallucination?

Didn't the president say "hmm" calmly?

How is it going?

With a heavy head in his arms, he went to consult the newsstand owner who seemed to be very sociable.Still the familiar "I have a friend" narrative.

The owner of the newsstand had no interest in this kind of story that happened to the two men, and said impatiently: "If it were you, would you believe such secret nonsense?"

He said again: "I said, don't you have any female friends? Next time, don't tell me about the affairs between the elders. I don't like to hear it. It's boring."

20

In order to prevent one day from getting an unemployment package because of knowing too much, the technical director thought of a good way.

Amidst the cheers, he let all the departments get off work half an hour earlier - and then asked them to take half an hour less rest at noon tomorrow, he didn't say a word about it.

He sat by the door, waiting, as eager as the staff collecting tickets at the gate of the pheasant attraction.

Until the familiar footsteps approached.As usual, he rushed out and stood in front of the president.

This time he didn't say a word of nonsense, and dragged the person by the arm into the innermost cubicle that belonged to him - the director's office.

There is a circle of loli posters of various colors on the wall, and there is a large row of figures on the cabinet, most of which are welfare-oriented. The mouse pads and cushions are also cute girls: swimsuits, armors, JK, animal girls... everything is covered.

The president glanced around and around with great interest, but there was no response.The technical director was leaning against the door, with a hob-like expression.He didn't notice the black pupils of the president who kept closing and closing slightly, and the little lights inside.

So he didn't know that the situation was about to run wildly in an uncontrollable direction.

21

This move is very successful in offense as defense.Exchange secrets for secrets and seal each other up.Having said that, it's no secret that the technical director is a virtuoso, and this wave of deals is a bloodbath!

No, wait, the wives have finished reading it, so how can they be repaired.

The president never came to the technical department again.The programmers stood up as serfs and sang, each with beaming faces as if they were celebrating the new year.

Only one person fell into deeper confusion and hesitation - the technical director.

Because the president began to summon him to the president's office every day.

22

In the private lounge of the president's office, the president leaned casually on a fluffy and pink sofa, hugged the ipad, browsed endlessly on Taobao, and passed it to the technical director next to him from time to time.

"this."

On the screen is the video of the seller's show, with two hands pulling back and forth on the milk-colored slime, the texture seems to be tearing a cotton candy.It sounds like it too.

After the video finished playing, the screen went black, and the technical director clicked on the rotating arrow in the center as if sleepwalking.The sound and picture are quite poisonous, which makes people want to stop.He watched it for the second time with a serious face, as if in front of him was a set of complex and exquisite program code.He clicked every item in the slime shop one by one as if he was bewitched.

The president picked up another ipad and started to place an order calmly.The eyes are shining, and the fingers poking the screen are very brisk, reminiscent of the slum girls who stay in front of the computer on Double Eleven.

After a while, the technical director finally searched the Taobao store, and the president followed him to watch the buyers/sellers show and bought the store.

The two swayed on the sofa for a while, the president waved his hand imposingly, the technical director hurriedly resigned, and almost said "cha".

23

The next day, it was still the pink lounge.

The president piled up a mountain of express cartons on the pink coral velvet carpet, and he unpacked them excitedly with a calm face.The technical director consciously and resignedly picked up the scissors and opened the box.

The jars of slimes were neatly arranged in a straight line on the long pink table.Straight and straight.

His face was still that of a late lady, but the president was clearly impatient.He dropped the paper knife, carefully cleaned his hands with a wet tissue, and opened the can.First hold it 360 degrees to observe it, and then stretch out your fingers to poke a small dimple inside.For a moment, the technical director felt that he had inadvertently captured the soul of a cat.It's the look of turning his belly out in the sun, squinting his eyes in satisfaction.A catwoman in a miniskirt with cat ears and tail and plush cat paws, kneeling and crawling on the ground in a provocative posture, her waist slumped, and when she looked up, it was the president's nerve-wrecked face.The technical director was so frightened by the mysterious picture in his mind that his legs were weak, and he almost killed himself with a backhand scissors.

With a deep breath, he calmed down.The scissors under his hand are ridiculously fast, and it is estimated that they can be tied with Edward Scissorhands.The time-honored scissors shop in China may be willing to hire him to perform at the door, which should attract some tourists. It is safer than a broken boulder in the chest.

Disassemble it quickly, and run away after dismantling it.Take it apart!

I really don't see Mr. President who loves these little BlingBling jars.

"what!"

The technical director of the model worker on the assembly line quickly took out a box, it wasn't a slime, and he took a closer look, isn't this a figurine of his 150th wife...? !

"Ah!" "Ah!" "Ah!"

The technical director who was suddenly stunned by happiness was dizzy and dismantled a few more, namely No.90 eight wives, No.40 five wives and the one hundred and third wife.

He slumped on the ground, bewildered.Happiness comes too suddenly.

The president turned his head, looked at his dementia, pushed his wives towards him, and said, "Your."

The technical director quickly embraced them all in his arms—out of the instinct of the body and the desire deep in the heart.But he still wants to ask, why?

The president added: "Thanks for your hard work." Then he turned around and concentrated on playing with his own slime.

The technical director resisted the urge to cry and thought: Please call me every day!

24

The technical director hugged left and right and was overwhelmed by his wives. He was overwhelmed and ecstatic.Start to compare with the president, and list the cuteness of these wives one by one.

The president didn't respond, and even picked out a whole bunch of star-colored slimes and crunched them in his hands.

"Right?!" The technical director didn't feel tired after talking a lot, and politely asked for an echoing response in order to continue talking.

"I don't know." The president spread the slime on his palm and stretched it out, simulating the real starry sky.

"Ah?" The technical director was stunned, jumped in front of the president, and grabbed his attention, "You don't know them?" He said while touching his wives pityingly.

The president shook his head.

"Then how did you buy these?"

The president sighed, gently put the noisy starry sky back into the box, took out the ipad, and tapped the function key of Taobao photo search with his fingertips.

Another question arose in the mind of the technical director: When did the president enter my office and take photos of my wives, how?

The president opened a pack of wet tissues and wiped his hands again, poking at the locked starry sky, exuding a cold air of "I'm busy, don't disturb me".

Forget it, it doesn't matter.

25

The technical director talks to the president one-way daily about the new and old fans and the paper girls.

The president shares the girlish slime on Taobao one-way with the technical director on a daily basis.

Both of them deeply thought that they had met their comrades.

26

The technical director thought carefully about the ins and outs of his relationship with the president these days, and suddenly realized a question: Why did the president suddenly change his attitude?The person who used to be stalked outside the department every day, why now shares the private lounge with him every day and forces him to browse Taobao?

It didn't take long for this question to be answered.

One day, the technical director was paralyzed on the pink sofa in the lounge of the president's office, manipulating the short-skirted lady on the screen of the mobile phone to cut melons and vegetables.An ipad reached out and interrupted him domineeringly.

All right, all right, you are the boss, you have the final say.

The technical director took a look, and a question mark appeared above his head. BJD?The president is still a baby daddy?

"It's a gift." The president seemed to have the ability to read minds.

"Why should I choose?" The technical director was confused.

"You collect dolls." The president rarely burst into words.

The technical director reacted for a while before he understood what he meant, and was immediately exploded.

"Those are my wives! Not dolls!"

"Oh." The president was indifferent, with "what's the difference" written on his face.

The technical director was so angry that he wanted to lift the lid of the sky to show the blood rushing up.

"I'm in a different dimension from yours, so I can't communicate!" Leaving this sentence behind, he turned his head and walked away with great backbone.

27

Damn nematodes!

28

The dead house is angry and becomes a paper wife, but her head is very hard, and she will not give up until she is knocked to death.

The technical director refuses to answer the internal line of the president's office, or asks the programmers in the department to pick it up, and of course the person does not go upstairs.

Just at the beginning of the month, everyone in the office vibrated their mobile phones and their wages were credited.The technical director received two text messages.One is from the salary card, and the other is the welfare card, which says "capacity development training fee".

What the hell, never heard of this name.

"Have you paid the subsidy?" the technical director asked.

The programmers shook their heads.

Someone asked: "Did you post it, boss?"

The technical director ignored him and strode to the president's office.

"It looks like it's gone."

"Boss recently has a project that none of us are involved in?"

"Independent... independent project?"

"As expected of the boss!"

29

"What does this mean?" The technical director poked his phone screen angrily.

The president sat on the swivel chair and glanced at it, "The figure is very expensive."

"It's none of your business," the technical director retorted instinctively, and he was puzzled, "Manufactured by hand?" With the current strength of the president, how could he know this term?

"Baidu." The president took the ipad aside.

"So you now understand the difference between my wives and ordinary dolls?"

The president nodded, hesitated for a moment, then shook his head again.

The technical director started a passionate two-dimensional literacy and a big speech on the advantages of paper man's wife.

Time flies like an arrow.

After talking about the last drop of saliva, the technical director finally stopped reluctantly.

The president handed him a paper cup filled with water, and then pushed the ipad over. The interface was still filled with dolls.

"choose one."

"No, you didn't hear what I said just now?"

"Listen."

"That...?"

"Your..." The president paused, gave up the L (ao) sound he had already made, and changed his words, "The figures are all cute."

"That is required!"

"So you choose."

"..."

"Computing ability development training fee."

"Ok, no problem!"

30

The technical director chose a flat-chested loli in a sailor suit in seconds.

The president looked at it and shook his head.

The technical director looked at it for a while, and chose a long-legged Yujie in uniform.

The president looked at it and shook his head.

After deliberating for a long time, the technical director chose another elegant lady in a floor-length dress.

The president looked at it and shook his head.

You can do whatever you want with money.

No, I choose to decline.Just as the technical director was about to speak, the president took the lead and said, "Forget it."

The president's expressionless face made people feel disappointed and questioned.The technical director is not happy now: "No, I will come, I will definitely choose a satisfactory one for you! Leave it to me!"

This senior thorny ape, in terms of BJD aesthetics, will you be a nematode?

Anything can be lost, house strength is not enough!

31

One thing the technical director forgot.

For the request of picking BJD, the president has no one else to ask.

President, he can remember clearly.

32

Water splashed from the blown leather.

The technical director of Waterloo has been cautious and cautious for three consecutive times.Breaking through the restrictions of Taobao, he also began to search everywhere on Weibo.I chose a few and rejected them myself.The key is that the texture of the details is hard to say. In case of a cruel seller's show and a buyer's show, his dead house self-esteem will be shattered into glass slag.

In the past two days, everyone who met the technical director thought that it was broken. Judging by his expression, the company's system might collapse again?

"Is there anything unhappy, tell me to make me happy?" The boss of the newsstand downstairs said righteously.

"Don't make any trouble, alas, by the way, I can show you, which one is better?" The technical director showed him some photos of dolls saved on his mobile phone.

"Hey, you really asked the right person!" the boss said.

"You... like these?" Seeing the boss's greasy forehead hairs and bumpy facial skin, the technical director's steel straight man's heart felt extremely uncomfortable.

"How do you talk! I'm a pure man, how could I like things from this little girl's house!" The uncle gave him a blank look, and then said, "It's my little niece who makes these things all day long. After graduating from college, don't I went out to look for a job and insisted on making dolls at home and selling them for money, which made my little sister angry. It just so happened that I helped her introduce a business. My little niece graduated from Lu Xun Academy of Fine Arts and secretly went to Jingdezhen to do it. You'll be an apprentice for a while, don't worry, you won't be far behind."

After work that night, the technical director followed the uncle to his little niece's house.The little girl really has good aesthetics and solid craftsmanship, so she negotiated a price and customized it for him.

Yes, it is very good, but what kind of customization should I make?

33

No one knows what the president likes.When I went to visit Taobao with me in the past few days, the technical director took a closer look and found nothing special.He wanted to justify his aesthetic ability, so he made up his mind not to ask the president himself.

With an idea, the technical director thought of the incident when the president showed him the camera search function of Taobao.Since you sneaked into my office and photographed my wives, it wouldn't be too much for me to reciprocate, right?

So, on a dark and stormy night, when the whole building was plunged into darkness, the technical director took advantage of his position to hack the security system, sneaked in, and went all the way to the president's office without hindrance.

Something seems to be glowing in Pink Lounge One.The technical director turned off the phone screen and tiptoed over.

With a "snap", the light came on.

The president sat on the pink coral velvet carpet, holding a lump of fluorescent slime in one hand, and pressed the other hand on the ipad intelligent indoor control system, watching him quietly.

This is a bit embarrassing.

"I went wrong, you continue." The technical director forced a smile.

The president didn't talk, his eyes were fixed on his face.

"I... um... Forget it, I just came to ask what kind of doll you want. I found a maker to customize it. I've seen it, and the craftsmanship is good."

"Customization?" The president repeated, dazed.

"Yeah, so do you have any specific requirements so that I can tell her? Oh yes, are you in a hurry? It's said that it will take two months at the earliest."

"Two months." The president flipped through the calendar on his mobile phone, his expression was grim and stiff.

After a while, I took out the black leather wallet, took out a photo from it and handed it over.

This is a full body photo.A pretty girl is standing in a pink room in a pure white knee-length nightdress, looking at the camera with a smile.The layout of that room is somewhat similar to the lounges in the two president's offices.This girl is very iconic, with waterfall-like black hair hanging on her sides, and crescent-like smiling eyes revealing aura.In such an intimate photo, her pure, lotus-like demeanor showed a bit of holiness and formality, so that others who saw the photo would not feel that it was a portrait in a boudoir, but like an oil painting with Western religious themes.

She fits perfectly with the president.

Probably this doll was also given to her.Customized to look like her, so romantic, it's not like what the president himself does.Maybe people in love have really negative IQs.

The technical director didn't want to admit it, but he knew very well that the thoughts in his head had a sour taste.

There is a sense of supporting role that suddenly became a professional player for 1 years.

Maybe it's an illusion... right...