I fell off the horse after pretending to be Mengxin

After the words fell, the air in the office seemed to be a few degrees colder.

Shi Yuanzhou had seen countless scenes, and Wen Yu replied bluntly, and the smile on his lips did not diminish.

Touching the rim of the coffee cup evenly with his fingers, Shi Yuanzhou said softly: "Don't worry,? If you don't want to say it, I won't mention it to anyone."

In front of him was Wen Yu's finely tailored white suit. His slender legs were wrapped under tight trousers, which was ascetic but seductive.

It's the same as when we first met,? As always, it's neat and beautiful.

"The first time I saw you,? I knew that you and I were the same kind of people." Shi Yuanzhou raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice.

"The reason why you contacted Wei Yu is to want him to help you play the company competition, right? Anyway, they are all things that are thrown away after use. Naturally, you have to find someone who is closer and more convenient."

Wen Yu ignored him, and picked up the scattered reports on the table, his eyes slightly cold.

"If you don't talk about work, don't talk about anything." Wen Yu's voice was cold, and the meaning of chasing customers was already very obvious.

Shi Yuanzhou shrugged, without any embarrassment of being refuted on his face, he naturally withdrew and stood up.

He smiled: "Let's meet again next time when we have time."

I swallowed the warm coffee, and turned over the information page by page, but couldn't read a single word.

Wen Yu rubbed his temples,? He might as well turn off the entire software.

Shi Yuanzhou's words kept echoing in his mind.

The coffee seemed overly bitter.

Wen Yu took out his phone and turned on Doumao.

This is his first time fishing at work.

Since he gave Ah Wei a reward with a big wave of his hand yesterday, there have been many ghosts and ghosts in the cat fighting software.

There are private message links saying that he won a lottery to cheat money, there are also anchors with a curvaceous figure who recommend themselves to see, and there are countless thick-skinned ones trying to build relationships with "local tyrants".

He completely regarded Wen Yu as the second generation ancestor who had too much money and no place to spend it.

He didn't even look at it, and just clicked to select all of them.

There is a message marked in red at the bottom.

Many anchors will draw prizes in the live broadcast room. In order to distinguish the news of the signed anchors, all the news of the anchors in the backstage of Doumao will be marked in eye-catching red.

Seeing Wei Yu's news, Wen Yu's brows were slightly relieved.

[Fighting Cat Ah Wei]: Hello.

[Fighting Cat Awei]: Thank you for your reward, but I cannot accept the money.

[Doumao Awei]: Give me the zfb account, and I will refund the original money to you.

Wen Yu: ...

He frowned again.

After drinking the poplar nectar, Wei Yu and Xiong Ping returned to their workstations together and started to work for the day.

Monday is always the busiest time for the program department.

Server maintenance, new function development, tossing until the meal time to steal free time.

After ordering takeaway with Xiong Ping, Wei Yu took out his mobile phone, and suddenly saw a message from Doumao.

He Dou Mao has turned on the privacy mode, except for those who are pulled into the white list, other messages will be automatically blocked.

The first is the Dou Mao official.

Informed him to prepare for Saturday's game, and he needed to appear in the online live broadcast room on time at five o'clock in the afternoon. He also added a series of live broadcast addresses and equipment requirements.

It can be seen that Weiyu has a big head.

Fortunately, Qixi has participated in many such activities, so it's fine to go to his house to borrow them.

The official also sent a set of promotional videos, which is exactly the part of Qixi's biography in the circle of friends.

Tell him to leave comments and create hot spots.

When the attention in the early stage of the show was not enough, it was attracted by the interaction between guests and contestants. Today, he can be regarded as a big V on the Internet.

The self-contained fan flow is tens of thousands.

When Wei Yu entered Weibo, there were already many comments below.

[Woc, are all the college students nowadays so arrogant? 】

[The full stop phrase "The guests are not my opponents" lingers in my brain, and I can't get away for a long time orz]

[But the full stop is really strong, the jungler has his own ideas. 】

[There are a lot of bigwigs in the guests, retired players, technical anchors, passer-by kings in the national server. 】

[I don't know where the courage came from. 】

[Take it easy, he might win against the Jiangcheng team. 】

Wei Yu lowered his eyes and typed below.

[Fighting Cat Awei]: You are not my opponent.

According to the usual practice, the anchor's speech on the public website will be negotiated by the team, and Yang Xiao also called Wei Yu to inform her in advance.

But Wei Yu didn't.That's all he wanted to do.

The reply was transmitted quickly, and in an instant, the comments exploded.

[My God, Ah Wei himself? ? ? 】

【Could this kind of reply be someone else? It must be him! 】

[This tone is so crazy, are you really not afraid of losing in case? 】

[How do shooters and junglers line up, one-on-one solo? 】

【Choose an assassin and see if he can kill Ah Wei's shooter. 】

[Who can tell me, what kind of game is this? 】

[Cat Fighting College League. 】

[followed and followed]

[I feel like there is a good show to watch]

Wei Yu ignored the comments below, took a glance, quit Weibo, and returned to Doumao backstage.

Scroll down a few more pages, and there is a red number 1 next to the pitch-black head of the little fan Mieshishashen.

The other party wrote back.

He frowned and thought for a long time before he remembered that he had a private chat with Mieshishashen last night before going to sleep and asked him to take the money back.

At night, I was very sick and groggy. After taking cold medicine, I felt even more sleepy. I couldn't remember what I had done.

The main reason is that there is a lot of noise on Weibo. Many people complain that fans have a lot of money.

Wei Yu thought about it carefully, and it really has nothing to do with Mieshishashen whether he sleeps or not.

He doesn't need to take the money.

Wei Yu moved his fingertips and clicked on the chat message.

Looking at the words on it, a look of bewilderment appeared in his eyes.

[Mieshishashen]: Do you treat every fan like this?

The strange thing is that he actually read some displeasure and hatred from it.

Wei Yu paused slightly with his fingertips.

[Fighting Cat Awei]: Not everyone.

The author has something to say: Wen Yu: The little anchor is really mad at me for not making money