This game can't be played [online game]

When Yan Muzhi came back with a thick stack of documents, Bai Yuyuan sat in front of the computer and waved: "Come and see."

Yan Muzhi, who wanted to put down the file and transfer it out, had no choice but to walk over: "What's wrong?"

He leaned over slightly, and Bai Yanyuan opened a little space to the side, the two were very close, breathing within a square inch.

"It's a merger and acquisition book." Bai Yuyuan explained.

Yan Muzhi frowned slightly: "It's from Shengyi again?"

"Didn't you say that Zero has no authority last time, this time he is fully responsible." Bai Yanyuan said leisurely.

"I heard that the company had a crisis of hostile mergers and acquisitions before, is it also Saint Wing?" Yan Muzhi asked.

Bai Fu looked at him from a distance: "Who told you?"

"During the meal before, Liu Ming." Yan Muzhi said.

"Well, it's Saint Wing, but it probably wasn't Zero's idea at that time." Bai Yuyuan said while flipping through the previous document of Yan Mu Zhiyin.

"How much room for maneuver is there in this matter now?" Yan Muzhi asked.

"About seven to three points, we are at a disadvantage now." Bai Yanyuan said.

"Where's the legal department?" Yan Muzhi frowned.

"This is a personal grievance." Bai Yuyuan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, but his eyes were full of hostility.

His whole body is like a sharp knife out of its sheath, Yan Muzhi thought in his heart.

"Can I help?" Yan Muzhi asked.

Bai Fu glanced at him from a distance: "It's nothing."

Want to be so straightforward?

Yan Muzhi had no choice but to sigh: "Boss, do you want coffee?"

"Okay, no sugar in the latte, add more milk, thank you." Bai Yuyuan ordered him unceremoniously.

Yan Muzhi walked out naturally with a cup in his hand, and when he reached the door, he turned his head thoughtfully: "I heard you have a cleanliness habit?"

"What?" Bai Yuyuan frowned.

"Just don't let others touch the cup?" Yan Muzhi looked at Bai Yuyuan's cold face, and smiled very consciously: "I said it casually."

"Go." Bai Yuyuan waved his hand, as if I gave you permission to leave.

Yan Muzhi looked up at the sky and went out.

On this day, Jianxiao Jianghu was very busy.

Yan Muzhi knew what they were busy with, but he had no chance of helping them.

I'm just a member of the technical team, plus a nominal assistant to the president at most, Yan Muzhi doesn't even know if Bai Fuyuan didn't ask him to help, is he also wary of himself who just joined the company not long ago.He didn't want to think about it, because Bai Yuyuan...he really didn't seem like such a cautious person.

There was really nothing to do, so he had no choice but to look for Xu Jie: "Boss Xu."

"What are you doing here?" Xu Jie seemed to be busy typing documents, but he had to stop when he saw Yan Muzhi: "Are you free?"

"Yes." Yan Muzhi sighed.

"You should go and do your technical team work," Xu Jie thought for a while and then stopped him: "The reason why Jianxiao Jianghu survived several malicious mergers and acquisitions is actually very simple, because of the division of labor in Jianxiao Jianghu. Clearly, all the staff will not be messed up because of these things, understand?"

"Okay." Yan Muzhi took a breath and walked back.

Thinking about the numerical test of the arena, Yan Muzhi jumped into it.

The time is only two days, and it is necessary to count the values, calculate the threshold, and even reasonably improve the status of the Tang Sect in the arena.

These things are really too many and complicated, others don't understand, but Yan Muzhi knows it well, if these things are really done well, I am afraid that he will hardly sleep for two days.

He wasted a lot of time before, but now, he no longer has time to do any trumpets or tasks.

Yan Mu took the account of the gold medal custard bag, and posted advertisements in the world——

[World] Gold custard bag: Arena room number 2222, let's have a Tangmen fight!

He opened the friend list, and the only name Qianlibuliuxing was grayed out, wondering if he was busy with something.

He swiped here a few times, and soon a Tang gate entered the room.

"What's the point of fighting Tangmen these days?" Tang Wushuang mocked privately.

"I want to try to practice Tangmen next season." Gold Medal Custard Bao smiled.

In this way, Yan Muzhi hung in the arena room all day, and fought against no less than ten Tangmen. At night, Yan Muzhi did not move and continued to play with another Tangmen account, and the advertisement did not change. .

He didn't know how many professions he played, but he wrote down the specific values ​​of each profession. There were winners and losers in these battles, and the only constant was Tangmen who was always standing in room number 2222.

After an unknown amount of time, Yan Muzhi stopped what he was doing and slowly straightened his waist.

His back was a little sore, as if it was the time when he stayed up late writing papers in college, and he stretched out his hand to press his stomach, and his stomach was empty and hurt because he hadn't eaten for a long time.

There are already 64 data on the opened recorder, and there are still 36 data.

Yan Muzhi rubbed his eyes, planning to continue to complete the 36 to form a statistical base.

However, in the next second, the person in the arena room made him startled——

[Arena] Never stay behind a thousand miles: only Tangmen?

[Arena] Tang Sect disciple: Anything is fine.

[Arena] A thousand miles never stays behind: Then play a game.

Yan Muzhi was a little excited here, this is a master!

The data of a master is naturally hard-won, let alone this is a relatively familiar master.

Thinking about it, Yan Muzhi decisively cut off his best equipment.

[Arena] Never stay behind a thousand miles: The winning rate is 80.00%, your winning rate is quite high.

[Arena] Disciple of the Tang Sect: It’s okay.

[Arena] Never stay behind a thousand miles: It is not bad that Tangmen can play like this this season.

[Arena] Disciple of the Tang Sect: I have started.

Yan Muzhi held the mechanism box in his hand, and he became invisible when he hit an enchantment nail at the beginning of the game.

When Tangmen is invisible, he can't move, once he changes the place, he will naturally release the invisible. However, before Mu Zhi could clearly see the movement of Qianli Bu Liu Xing, he only heard a bang.

Invisibility is forcibly removed.

All this happened too fast and too unprepared, Yan Muzhi looked at Qianli Buliu Xing who suddenly appeared in front of him, and blinked in surprise.

The long sword in Qianlibuliuxing's hand was like a deadly artifact. Yan Muzhi knew that the Tang Sect was at a disadvantage in melee combat, and subconsciously jumped back to try to open the distance, but Qianlibuliuxing was not polite, and rushed in front of him with a charge skill , flicking the long sword in his hand, it actually pierced through the Tang Sect's armor defense!

This was the first time that Yan Muzhi fought Qianlibuliuxing in person, and he suddenly understood Aojian Yuanyuan's panic before, because there is no routine for fighting Qianlibuliuxing.

He played willfully and at will, like a real hero in ancient times.

And the most frightening thing is that this kind of chaos leaves you no way to crack it.

The Tang Sect was restrained by the swordsman, but now, Yan Muzhi only had a trick to roll around behind the stone and throw it on the ground by the way.

Yan Muzhi quietly hid behind the stone, and was pleasantly surprised to see that Qianlibuliuxing still stepped on a trap.

Just about to release the stealth and jump up to attack, Yan Muzhi frowned, feeling the pain in his appetite.

Stomach pain is not a disease, it can kill you.

To be honest, Yan Muzhi's stomachache is something he did. When he was in college, he often stayed up late reading and playing games, and his work and rest were irregular.Later, when I went to the studio to discuss life, the day and night were even more reversed. I sat in front of the game for a whole day, and it was common to have a meal when I remembered it.

But now the stomachache broke out, wave after wave of pain to the point that Yan Muzhi almost cursed out loud.

There was no one in the office, and before leaving, a colleague kindly left a light for Yan Muzhi.

Under the light, but only myself.

Yan Muzhi rubbed his appetite, seeing that his disciple of the Tang Sect was already lying on the floor of the arena.

Just as he was about to say something, Qian Li Bu Liu Xing on the opposite side of the arena spoke——

[Arena] Never stay behind a thousand miles: Are you stuck?

[Arena] Big disciple of the Tang Sect: Well, I'm sorry, we'll fight next time.

Thousands of Miles Bu Liu Xing in the game was silent for a moment, and finally typed a word: "Okay."

Naturally, Yan Muzhi wouldn't go and say something to Qianli Buliuxing before he had a stomachache and accidentally left his hands from the keyboard, so he consciously accepted the answer.

Qian Li Bu Liu Xing exited the arena room.

Yan Muzhi thought for a while, and asked the disciples of the Tang Sect to meditate in the room, while he stood up and decided to go outside to buy something to eat.

Everything is fine, Yan Muzhi thought desperately, even if it was junk food KFC McDonald's.

To his surprise, it was fine if he didn't stand up, but when he stood up, he felt dizzy, probably because he hadn't eaten all day.

Yan Muzhi supported the table so he didn't fall in embarrassment, and when he looked up again, the door of the CEO's office opened at some point, and Bai Yuyuan stood at the door and looked over: "Why haven't you left yet?"

His tone was indifferent and alienated, he glanced at Yan Muzhi, and strode over: "Stomach pain? Are you sick?"

To be honest, Bai Yuyuan rarely speaks in this tone, he is always calm, without any ups and downs.

But now, Yan Muzhi felt that Bai Yuyuan's tone was a bit considerate: "I didn't eat tonight."

"What about noon?" Bai Yuyuan frowned.

The tone was a bit like a parent in charge, Yan Muzhi almost laughed out loud, but held back because of stomach cramps, pretended to be stupid and said in a daze, "Forgot."

"Sit here, I'll get you some food and medicine." Bai Yuyuan said while pouring him a glass of water.

It was warm in his hand, Yan Muzhi blinked, took a sip, the temperature was particularly suitable: "Boss, go by yourself?"

"Do I look like someone who abuses employees?" Bai Yuyuan asked with a frown.

Yan Muzhi smiled, and leaned back in the chair quite relaxed: "Thank you, boss."

Bai Yuyuan still frowned at him: "...no need."

In fact, at that moment, Yan Muzhi thought that Bai Yuyuan was going to say something, but luckily he didn't say anything.

Yan Muzhi thought that he was not used to other people's concern.

Yan Muzhi watched Bai Yuyuan go out, the lights turned on and off, the elongated shadow hesitated halfway, the footsteps came back, and then raised his head, Bai Yuyuan frowned and looked over: "Are you alright by yourself?"

"It's okay." Yan Muzhi smiled, unable to tell what was going on in his heart.

"Then I'm leaving." Bai Yuyuan said.

Yan Muzhi nodded, but Bai Fuyuan still didn't leave, pointing to his mobile phone: "Call me if I have something to do."

When Bai Yanyuan walked away, Yan Muzhi smiled in his heart, this man...

He obviously cared, but still said it in such a cold tone, I really don't know what to say to him.