Mr. He, please respect yourself

Jin Honghong has been flustered recently, because the game creation competition held by Trident has entered the final stage of scoring and ranking.

The two young ancestors tried their best to burn out the last gleam of fire, and submitted their works to Trident before the deadline.Jin Honghong feels that, as the person in charge of the ancestors, he has a long way to go and shoulders Mount Tai.

Jin Honghong was restless and decided to find out the result of the match.

With Jin Honghong's popularity and charm, it is not difficult to inquire about the results of the competition. Unfortunately, after the incident of the competition works being stolen, the company's senior management is extremely strict about these internal documents and materials, and Jin Honghong has nowhere to start. , he stared at his boss.

On this day, Jin Honghong took the thick rice noodles made by their Jin family's secret recipe and carefully "enshrined" it at the boss's desk.

boss:"???"

Jin Honghong: "Leader, look..."

Boss: "Jin Honghong, the company stipulates that you are not allowed to bring food back from the office. It is your first offense and it will be handed over automatically. This time, you will only be fined 50 yuan. I will issue you a fine and you will go to the administration to pay the money."

Jin Honghong: "??? Don't be the leader, this is the rice noodle made by my own hands, and it's for you."

When Jin Honghong heard that the 50 yuan was going to be a waste, he was so frightened that he immediately hugged his boss's hand, and the decibel sound of his lament was almost higher than the standard of public regulations.

boss:"???"

The boss covered his ears, stared at the entangled arm muscles, and chattered in his heart: This Jin Honghong is finally going to attack me. She has been sneaking and staring at me for a while, and now she finally can't hold back. ... blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

So, Jin Honghong left with a mournful face, took the fine and left.

Lost the thick rice noodles, lost 50 yuan, and the remaining illusory love for her boss disappeared. Jin Honghong cried in the group of her two little ancestors, [I tried my best, but I couldn’t get it. 】

The two little ancestors did not reply.

Jin Honghong leaned against the wall, crying and crying, holding the fine note that still had her boss's body temperature on it.

Before the tears were shed, the news of the little ancestors finally came. Jin Honghong clicked on it and saw that it was a big gift bag from Li Yaoxu and two cups of taro milk tea.

On this day, the story of Jin Honghong crying with a fine of 50 yuan was widely spread, so it spread in Taiding. Jin Honghong’s boss looked at the rice noodles on the table and fell into deep thought. In the end, a 50 yuan red envelope was transferred to Jin Honghong.

poor child.

Li Yaoxu and Song Zicheng, after several days of hard work, finally submitted their work to Trident yesterday. The two of them relaxed and did nothing but catch up on sleep. They slept for a whole day and only woke up the next afternoon.

I woke up hungry.

Walk!Skewers!

The favorite pastime of the two young masters is mashing!Skewer when you are happy.

When you are not happy, you can make skewers.

Eat skewers when you are hungry.

When you are not hungry, you still eat skewers.

Li Yaoxu became addicted to masturbation, so he changed the label to: Please call me the little prince.

Moreover, this time the two young masters not only drink milk tea, but also buy a large box of duck necks worth 19 yuan.

In the beautiful and leisurely afternoon, the two sunny and youthful teenagers squatted in front of the duck neck stall in the school, gnawing on the duck neck regardless of the image.

The numbing and spicy duck neck made the two of them grit their teeth, salivate and exhale repeatedly.

It's too high.

Two days later, the ranking of the competition came out.

When the ranking was announced, Trident did not engage in too many bells and whistles, and directly announced the ranking on the company's official website, official Weibo, official account and other platforms.In addition, a public document is attached to the official website, which lists the scoring standards and detailed rules of this competition, and at the same time marks the reasons for the judges to add points and deduct points for each group of entries, and to give each entry The bonus and deduction items are clearly explained and clear at a glance.

At the end of this document, there are sincere comments from each judge on the entries of the ten groups.

However, Li Yaoxu and Song Zicheng's game competition actually achieved good results, tied for first place with the group that ranked first in the previous Weibo rankings.

Li Yaoxu looked at the ranking announcement sent by Jin Honghong, his double chin popped out in shock, he refreshed it several times, he couldn't believe his eyes.

It wasn't until Jin Honghong sent another voice message, and Li's family called again to ask questions, that Li Yaoxu realized that he was not dreaming.

The little prince Lu Chuan's tail started to curl up, and he kept chattering with Song Zicheng, but there was no one he could beat.

Song Zicheng was also happy, and after announcing the good news to his family, he posted a message on Moments, saying, 'Good luck, let's have some skewers tonight'.

Li Yaoxu immediately liked it.

And Jiang Qing, who was far away in Xingyao, looked at the information he found, and wanted to give himself a thumbs up.

What kind of twists and turns is this good plot?Now it's fun.

Jiang Qing took the information in her hand and knocked on the door of her boss.

"Here we come." Jiang Qing walked briskly, "Boss, you asked me to investigate the case of Lin Qiao's father, and there is a result."

He Chumo raised his head.

"It's such a steal, this kind of coquettish operation, I really admire it." Jiang Qing said, and handed the information in his hand to He Chumo, "I won't say too much, you can understand it yourself."

He Chumo got angry, took Jiang Qing's information, and opened the first page. What appeared in front of him was the prison photo of Lin Qiao's father, Lin Huisheng.

A familiar yet unfamiliar face.