Oops!The boss checks my leveling situation!

As a saint, it is possible to do wrong things for a while and go by intuition... If you make a mistake, just... just apologize, and then discuss how to solve it, how to restore it, and how to achieve consummation. "

After he finished speaking, he wanted to give himself a slap in the face, why are you so cowardly! Do you look like a leader or a boss!

When it's over, will Xiaomeng feel disgusted when he sees me so cowardly!

Xiao Meng shrugged: "That's really... very rare. Are you hungry?"

The president's stomach grumbled cooperatively: "You...haven't accepted my apology yet...I'm not too embarrassed."

Xiaomeng was very skeptical: "Boss, do you have the word 'sorry' in your life dictionary?"

The president lowered his head: "It depends on the situation... At least I feel that I am in front of you. There should be these four words in this dictionary..."

He almost wrote the words "You are special" on his face, and there was a tendency for Xiaomeng to kneel down and beg for him if he refused to accept it.

"Then I'm really honored..." Xiao Meng turned to serve the meal: "Go and wash your hands, I just made a little today."

The president looked at it on tiptoe, and if it was good, he made it casually in Xiaomeng's dictionary and fried Yangzhou fried rice with two dishes.

"Is yours the universe?" The president came back after washing his hands and wiped them clean, and sat on the edge of the dining table, holding chopsticks in high spirits: "Or I learned a different word from you, what you learned is the version of the Chinese Xiaodangjia. "

"I just bought some random food, cooked a rice, poured the rice into the pot and fried it casually, so I called it a random meal." Xiao Meng held the rice in his hands: "Of course, sometimes I don't even have the same amount of sugar and salt. It’s too clear, you can pour some of them casually.”

The president was attracted by the steaming fried rice in front of him, took a bit of chopsticks and swallowed it: "It's delicious!"

After he finished speaking, he ate his food with big mouthfuls, as if he was going to tear down the whole table.

"There is still in the pot."

After Xiaomeng finished speaking, he got up with his meal, walked to his own bedroom, and closed the door casually.

The president felt a little sad again. Does this mean that he doesn't even want to eat with him?

He felt that the rice in the bowl was not so fragrant anymore, so he took two bites and put down the bowl, and summoned up the courage to ask him on WeChat: "Do you... hate me, don't you even want to eat with me?"

Xiao Meng sat on the bed and glanced at it, but couldn't help shaking his head.

Is it necessary to chat on WeChat when we are all in the same room?

Xiaomeng: It's okay.I just thought of something to get up on my laptop.

President: Oh, okay.

After he finished posting, he was facing Xiaomeng's bedroom with a bowl, and was waiting for Xiaomeng to come out. He couldn't help but want to confess today, but he was afraid that Xiaomeng would immediately refuse to contact him about moving, and then he would not even have the chance. No, just ran away with the suitcase.

After a few minutes, Xiaomeng did come out with a bowl, and saw the president with a complicated face: "Eat at the table."

President: "Oh..."

Xiao Meng: "Remember to put it in the dishwasher after eating, I'm going to study skills."

The president nodded: "Okay..."

Xiao Meng tilted his head and said something: "Have you contacted the people in the city warfare? Boss."

The president's face suddenly became a little ugly: "How should I put it...the participants all know each other and are all my employees, but they are lazy and have no interest in other things except writing code."

Xiao Meng put down the bowl: "That is to say, watch me play?"

The president nodded desperately: "Yes, yes, the whole company doesn't understand as well as you do."

Xiao Meng covered his head: "It seems very difficult to win the city battle."

The president embarrassedly grabbed the decoration on his waist again: "It's okay... We focus on participation. You play with me, we will know how to do it next year."

Xiao Meng immediately made a decision: "I won't fight next year."

CEO: "Oh... that... I'm going to go to the toilet."

When he came back, he saw Xiaomeng sitting in front of the computer and setting up the script, and wanted to go over to take a look, but Xiaomeng got up and went back to the kitchen with the dishes to wash the dishes.

He hummed twice, and the president could tell that it was an ode to joy.

Things seem to be going in a good direction.

Hope so.

49. Life is a box of chocolates

Xiaomeng finished washing the dishes, wiped his hands and started logging into his own account. The president felt that the alarm had been lifted, he breathed a sigh of relief, and asked him obsequiously, "Do we have a chance to win this city battle?"

Xiao Meng glanced at the assets and number of union members: "No."

CEO: "Eh? At this time, shouldn't you say that I work hard?"

Xiaomeng: "This weekend is the first step of the city battle. The actual number of people participating in the city battle cannot meet the requirements."

Hearing the words, the president quickly opened the trade union list: "What do you mean?"

Xiaomeng: "The requirements of the city station are that the total assets of a single trade union must reach 150 million game coins, and the number of participants in the battle shall not be less than 50, and must be at full level. Our trade union assets are sufficient, but the number of people is not enough. Currently, 46 of them have reached full level."

CEO: "... Then why did the system allow me to sign up?!"

Xiaomeng was expressionless: "Because you have to pay 5 game coins for one registration, and you can't join if the registration is successful but the conditions are not met. Many unions are stuck with the number of people, and then the system can reasonably recover the game coins. "

The president's expression began to collapse: "I said, why does Yunge ask me every day if I want to form an alliance! They don't have enough people! Then can the two unions gather 50 people to fight?"

Xiaomeng: "No, you can only enter according to a single union. As for forming an alliance, you should give priority to joining forces in battle and target other unions."

CEO: "I have a headache right now... What exactly is the requirement for this city war?"

Xiao Meng looked at him in silence for a while: "Don't you even know what you asked for? Then why did you participate? I always thought you had enough people."

The president was a little aggrieved: "I always thought... that if you sign up, you can fight. If you win, you have a city, and if you lose, there is no big loss. Is there still time to recruit people? Are we short of four? Can we I go to the world to spend some money to buy a few people."

Xiaomeng rubbed his head: "You sound like a human trafficker... How about it, you can spend some more money to buy system npcs, which are very expensive. If there are four pits, I will open a small account to occupy them, but It is very likely that it is judged to be a script, which will affect the final score. You think it through before letting me do it. The melee in the early stage is fine. In the later stage, use the system NPC to block a wave of damage from the defenders, and then we go in to fight. This is also possible. .”

President: "Alright, how much does it cost to buy an NPC? I'll collect game coins now."

Xiaomeng: "It's very expensive. An NPC costs 20 game coins, and the output is about 80% of that of ordinary fighters. It also needs healing and buff bonuses."

The president glanced at his backpack: "That's okay, I can buy 10 at the moment."

Xiaomeng: "So you plan to buy a system NPC?"

CEO: "Hey, hey, buy it. I'm going to collect some money these two days and give you weapons. I have already told him that the technical department has two days off this weekend. Fight on Saturday and siege on Sunday. .”

Xiao Meng: "Well, yes."

CEO: "How is the melee calculated? I still don't understand the mechanism very well."

Xiaomeng: "During the melee, each guild should prepare no less than 50 people and no more than 80 people. System NPCs can be used to make up for it. During this period, individuals can be revived up to 3 times. Resurrection medicine is not allowed. Only individuals are allowed to use the nanny's resurrection skill. 5 times. In principle, the winner is the one who survives to the end, but if the last two teams die together, then the number of heads and resurrections of the last two teams will be given priority, and the system will judge the score. Do addition and subtraction calculations."

The president raised his hand: "Ask me, what is 1:1?"

Xiaomeng: "For example, our trade union died together with other trade unions. If we killed 400 heads in the melee, then it will be calculated as 400 points. If the total number of resurrections is 230, then 230 points will be cut off. Finally, it will be 170 points. "

CEO: "This means killing as many people as possible and surviving as much as possible, right?"

Xiao Meng: "Yes."

President: "Will the melee teams be restricted?"

Xiaomeng: "A map can have up to 20 unions. If there are more than 20 unions, it will be divided into two maps, and then the winner of the two maps will have a final 1-on-1 battle."

President: "...Why do I really hope that there will be fewer than 10 teams in this city battle?"

Xiaomeng: "Normally this doesn't happen."

CEO: "I'm just thinking about it... Where are you going to play on Saturday? Let's make it clear that you are not allowed to go to Internet cafes!"

Xiao Meng looked at the computer screen: "No, I will stay here."

The president was very satisfied: "Okay, okay, I will bring the network cable and router when the time comes."

If one day there is a shortage of supplies in Hongcheng, the worst situation is that there may be a lack of everything, but the most important thing is routers and network cables.

The accountant who got the news of the city war had a headache looking at the report: "The boss is going to mess up again?"

The secretary pushed his glasses: "Come on, after the city battle, the competitive game will be half a month away. After the competitive game, this year will be over. The boss is hot for 3 minutes every day, and you know it."

Finance: "Hey, remind the boss that the headquarters has often found excuses to check his bank statement recently. Fortunately, he hasn't bought any big items recently, and there are no transactions over 100 million."

The secretary nodded: "I see, don't forget to play the game on Saturday."

Finances spread their hands: "It's clear, I also swept the Audition Company back then and forced people to remove the space bar. By the way, I have a question."

Secretary: "Tell me."

The financial smile is a bit wretched: "Old