Oops!The boss checks my leveling situation!

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Xiaomeng: "Because I think that among the three of us, only you, the boss, are likely to abduct and traffic children."

The CEO was very dissatisfied: "Nonsense! Trafficking one is not as high as my daily income!"

Xiao Meng: "Maybe you were trafficked by shift."

President: "Do you think I'm so capable! There should be at least 30 children in a class!"

The secretary saw a cart pulling bricks coming from the opposite side: "Hurry up and go back, I feel like I'll have to eat bricks later!"

Xiao Meng took a look and dragged them both into the alley.If the small alleys are well taken care of, they may also be the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, with white walls and black tiles, a school of ink painting.

If you ignore the sewage flow.

Xiao Meng: "Hold your breath."

The president held his nose and walked in silence for a while, and finally came out of the alley.He took a few deep breaths: "This place is too unsuitable for living."

He thought again and changed Xiaomeng's place to live.

Xiaomeng: "When you get used to it, you will naturally ignore it, so my house will be regularly sprayed with disinfectant."

The president nodded: "No wonder when I first came here, I thought I was going to the hospital."

Xiao Meng: "Fortunately, I'm a bit of a clean freak."

He took out the key. The lock cylinder of the door lock was a little rusty, and he opened the door with a little effort.

The president helped him hold the door: "Do you still have this kind of lock? My house uses fingerprints."

Xiaomeng: "If there is demand, there must be a market. After all, this kind of lock is cheap, and I don't have anything valuable except a computer."

The president muttered: "Why are you so unwilling to move to my place..."

Xiaomeng pretended not to hear, first went to the room to turn on the computer, then went back to the kitchen to boil water, the president groaned, and went into the room to start the game skillfully.

Xiao Meng brewed a pot of grapefruit tea, the president smelled it so sweet, and asked for it too: "I want it!"

Xiao Meng: "Then I'll put a cup for you and you pour it yourself, and I'll write a script."

He took out a 12-inch notebook from the cabinet, plugged the computer in his arms, sat on the edge of the bed and began to write, intending to write an automatic copy.

The president got tired of daily work and moved his neck, his eyes subconsciously aimed at Xiaomeng.Xiao Meng wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and the bangs on his forehead have grown so long that they almost cover the glasses. If he dyes it in another color, he may become the most dazzling star in the square dance crowd after a while.

The president had a vague feeling that Xiaomeng packed himself up like this on purpose, otherwise his house would be filled with that kind of frigidity, and it would be quite strange to suddenly appear in a killer shape.

Next time I want to introduce my teacher Tony to Xiaomeng, and after tidying up my hair, people should be more energetic, otherwise it will look too decadent.

Of course, in a sense, the president did guess right again.

Xiao Meng pushed his glasses and sighed.According to the visual inspection of the Nanny, two more sets of talent trees can be used to meet the needs of future city battles.As for the competition, it's okay, the official will give it a good look.

Too much heart but not enough energy, most members of the guild do not go online relying on their trumpets to barely have enough resources.

Xiao Meng hesitated for a moment: "Boss, I have something to say."

The president immediately raised his head: "You said, are you short of money?"

Xiaomeng: "No, I plan to change the nanny account to a guild."

The president was silent for a second: "You are married and you want to change guilds?"

Hearing these words, Xiaomeng felt like she was in disarray: "I figured it out, the nanny's resources are still very short, I'll go outside and come back after ordering."

CEO: "Didn't you play the trumpet?"

Xiaomeng: "It's not enough. It's barely enough to order one set, but I feel that city warfare should at least order two more sets, one set of pure milk for your shield, one set of rebound attack shield, and one set of main and auxiliary shields."

CEO: "Can throwing money solve the problem?"

Xiao Meng: "For example?"

CEO: "I'm going to buy another studio. You can get all the accounts of the second studio to add materials for you. Is this OK?"

Xiao Meng's expression was very complicated: "Then I can just create an account again? Why do I need to buy a new studio?"

The president slapped his thigh: "That's what you said, you create another account."

Xiao Meng, who had dug a hole for himself, returned to his bed with a heavy face, resigned to his fate, hugged the computer and started writing the script.

The CEO also added the nanny account, and went to see the talent tree. It was indeed as Xiaomeng said, and there were a lot of points.

The president comforted himself, Xiaomeng is a gold medal studio, as long as the money is in place, he can do anything, so there shouldn't be any problems.

The peaceful atmosphere between the two of them lasted until after 2:[-], when Xiao Wu, the secretary who was working in the living room, poked his head in: "Boss, should we go?"

The CEO saw himself being killed by enemies all over the world, and he was in a bad mood: "Blame you, blame you, it's only 1 second away!"

Xiao Meng: "Boss, you can't kill him now, don't struggle."

The president put his hands on his hips: "Hmph! How did you kill yourself last time!"

Xiaomeng scratched his head: "Well, I'll write you a combo, after you finish writing, you and Miss Wu go back to practice... By the way, you didn't drop anything, did you?"

The president glanced at the drop: "No, no, just dropped a whiteboard of Stud's underwear."

Suharo is the lowest-level male humanoid monster among the boss monsters in "Doomsday". Because of his extraordinary appearance and the high upper and lower limits of equipment drop, the people love to farm him.In order to make up for the lack of drops, the plan creatively added a series of equipment such as Sohalo's underwear, Sohalo's women's clothing, and Sohalo's soap. The key is that these spoofed equipment and props actually have attributes. Mentally pollute male players and stun them for a second.

Xiaomeng was silent for a while: "Then he is also Mercury retrograde today, so he can't die and explode your whiteboard underwear. Come here and I will write combos for you and adjust the key position."

The president got up obediently, Xiaomeng opened the system settings and changed the basic keys, and adjusted the arrangement of skills by the way.

Xiaomeng: "c is teleportation, q is a big move, b is damage reduction, f is magic attack, g is block, and the rest can be arranged and combined. It's basically no big deal."

The president hesitated for a moment: "Can you write it on the keyboard? I'm afraid I won't be able to remember it."

Xiaomeng held back the swear words: "...you still want to write about these few skills?"

The president replied confidently: "Yes!"

Xiao Meng Fu forehead: "I'll see if I can write it on tape and stick it on your keyboard next time."

The president began to imagine again: "Can you make me a keyboard, and then the lights of the keys on the keyboard are different, I will know."

Xiaomeng directly refused: "No, no time, no talk!"

The president felt uncomfortable: "Are you my studio! Can't I satisfy such a little wish! I paid for it!"

Xiaomeng: "I don't want to do it even if you give me the money... It's very tiring! It needs to be welded! And you definitely want me to spray all kinds of things."

CEO: "But I want it... I really think your keyboard is so cool... It glows when you press it!"

Xiaomeng: "You can buy a light-emitting keyboard with cherry switches, it's only a few hundred yuan, it's much better than what I can do for you."

The president muttered aggrievedly: "The feeling of buying is different from that of making..."

The secretary waited until he was hopeless: "Boss...can we..."

President: "Okay, I see."

The president looked at Xiaomeng pitifully: "I'll prepare the materials, you can weld one for me."

Xiaomeng Fue: "Well, I don't want you to prepare the materials. You first tell me what you want. I always feel that I will make you one today and you will have to replace it with a new one tomorrow. It is very troublesome to toss and go. of."

The president nodded happily: "Okay, okay, I'll make a list for you when I go back and want to play, and then make it for me, that's the deal."

He greeted the secretary, and walked out happily, not forgetting to help Xiaomeng open the door.

Xiaomeng sat back in his seat and adjusted the back of the chair.Reluctantly opened a certain treasure, ready to start buying parts.

Yi Yan took the ip provided by the technical department and found the place where the former main ball brother of the Great Qin Empire was. It was a small black Internet cafe. Not many people were playing in the daytime, and even the stool legs were broken inside.

Brother Qiu smoked a box of soft white sand that cost 5 yuan a box, and was playing "Doomsday" on the computer. Standing behind him, Yi Yan saw a familiar id with great satisfaction.

Enemies are everywhere.

It turns out that the former leader of the Great Qin Empire, the enemies all over the world, and the little goblin are one person, which is so gratifying.

Yi Yan patted his greasy clothes: "Hello, brother."

Brother Qiu frowned and turned around with a cigarette in his mouth: "Who the hell are you?"

Yi Yan withdrew his hand, wiped it with a wet towel in distaste, and pushed his glasses by the way: "If you are the former leader of the Great Qin Empire with enemies all over the world, and a little goblin by the way, I think this document is very important to you. Very important."

Brother Qiu was startled, and just got up and kicked Yi Yan to try to run away, but the two bodyguards behind him kicked him and knelt down. The owner of the Internet cafe was afraid, so he poked his head out to see what happened.

Yi Yan threw a pack of Ruan Zhonghua to the owner of the Internet cafe: "A little personal grievance, now is a society ruled by law, we all follow the law."

The owner of the Internet cafe had mixed emotions: "Then you still called the police?"

Yi Yan laughed arrogantly: "Of course, but the place where I called the police is at the intersection 50 ahead, you can just do your business properly."

Sure enough, Yi Yan had someone pick up Brother Qiu, who was so frightened that his legs were weak, and walked out. A police car was already parked at the door.

The comrades in the police car were stunned: "Are you guys so big?"

Yi Yan is very modest: "We cooperate with the police very much."

This is no longer cooperation, it just lacks a reason to arrest people.

Before getting into the police car, Brother Qiu had the document stuffed in his hand.

Yi Yan: "Brother, remember to take your lawyer's letter, and I also contacted your ex-girlfriend by the way,