Oops!The boss checks my leveling situation!

Phone, opened the memo: "Look! It's them! Can you help me hack their computer!"

Xiaomeng looked at the list of familiar tumors: "It's a bit difficult."

The president was very disappointed: "Don't you know how to write scripts! Aren't you a great studio! You can't either!"

Xiaomeng: "If they ask me for power leveling... maybe it will be fine."

CEO: "Forget it then! Just give me a good boost!"

The president dug up half of the dragon fruit, patted his stomach and didn't want to eat it, and stared at Xiao Meng to eat the remaining half.

He checked that it was getting late, and told Xiao Meng to go back first, and call the driver when he went out.

Xiao Meng heaved a sigh of relief, and it was good to leave, it too affected his power leveling.

The president sat in the car and called his secretary Xiao Wu very satisfied: "Give Xiao Meng another two thousand per month."

Secretary: "Does the full salary increase every month?"

President: "Yes! He even bought me something today and treated me to some fruit!"

Secretary: "I see, I will tell the accountant, what fruit did he invite you to eat?"

President: "Dragon fruit!"

Secretary: "Okay, I see, you remember to ask the driver to drive slowly."

When the president returned home, he stuffed the flashlight and the anti-wolf device under the pillow, hoping that they would come in handy.

Sure enough, in the middle of the night, he successfully frightened away a mischievous chairman.

The president stood on the balcony with his hips up, and he couldn't imagine that the next day he would face the color of the toilet with a suspicious face.

He quickly checked, what kind of disease is the blood in the excrement.

CEO: "...Am I going to have advanced bowel cancer?"

Xiao Wu, who was still under the covers, was woken up early in the morning by the CEO: "You contact the doctor! Hurry up!"

Xiao Wu looked at the phone and murmured, "Am I dreaming?"

6. Devil dragon fruit in the world

At 8:30, the secretary Xiao Wu walked into the president's office and looked worried when he saw the president lying on the desk.

Early this morning, the president asked her to find a doctor. She still didn't know what happened, but it was vaguely related to yesterday's dragon fruit.

The president looked up at her as if he was paralyzed: "Where is the doctor! Doctor!"

Secretary: "What the hell happened to you?"

The CEO rubbed his head hard against the document: "I'm going to die! I checked and I have advanced bowel cancer!"

Secretary: "Isn't your annual physical examination normal... and there are coaches following you... it shouldn't be as serious as you think."

CEO: "You don't understand! I saw blood when I went to the toilet today!"

The secretary frowned: "Boss, don't worry, speak slowly! We don't miss this moment! What did you eat yesterday? Besides the dragon fruit that you went to Xiao Mengna in the afternoon, what else do you have?"

The president was about two waterfalls into tears: "Also, what kind of New Zealand farewell party was prepared for me by my crazy father. He almost went there to play with big-breasted girls. I managed to drag him back!"

The secretary's face changed drastically: "Could it be that in New Zealand you were..."

The president very cooperatively pretended to suddenly realize: "It makes sense! The old man can do anything!"

The secretary took out his mobile phone and dialed the president's personal doctor in the most proficient way: "Hello? Dr. Zheng? I suspect that the president ate contaminated food abroad and caused blood in his stool. Do you have a bed there? Let's do a full body check."

After contacting the doctor, the president immediately went straight to the garage, found the smallest car, and asked the driver to drive him to the hospital.Xiao Wu followed closely, doing logistics work along the way.

Finally, they took all kinds of detours and stuck the car in the corner. The president trotted all the way to Dr. Zheng's door.

Dr. Zheng looked at the panting CEO: "I feel that you are in such good spirits that you can go up to the 8th floor without taking the elevator, so there shouldn't be any major problems."

CEO: "Doctor! I have blood in my stool!"

Dr. Zheng frowned: "What have you eaten recently? Did you have too much seafood?"

President: "Dragon fruit in the afternoon last night, pasta borscht in the evening, and seafood a few days ago!"

Dr. Zheng looked at him like an idiot: "I don't think you're sick. Maybe you've eaten too much. Drink some six walnuts."

President: "...Really!"

Dr. Zheng wrote him a list: "If you don't believe me, you can have a full body checkup. Have you had breakfast?"

The president quickly shook his head: "I didn't dare to eat it when I saw it in the morning, and my stomach still hurts."

Dr. Zheng: "That should be a psychological hint, let's go for an examination first, and take a blood test."

The president should not be in a good mood, he took the list and went for the examination happily, without the secretary following him, he really likes visiting the hospital, and the neighbors feel popular.

Dr. Zheng watched the president grow up from a young age, and at this time he couldn't help but sigh: "Why don't you have a brain when you grow up so big."

The secretary wiped off his sweat: "The boss has never eaten red dragon fruit before, and the ones he ate were all white. Maybe he didn't make up for his cognition."

Dr. Zheng: "Generally, does he eat whatever you give him? Do you even suspect that you can't eat what you give him? Or what effect will it have if you eat it?"

Secretary: "That's not true, you forgot that he is a picky eater."

Dr. Zheng raised his forehead: "I'm very worried that he won't be able to resist eating persimmons and crabs one day, and he won't be able to get them back even if he is rescued."

The secretary said seriously: "I believe in our logistics work, so that the boss will not disappear in front of us for so long!"

Dr. Zheng: "Then... what happened to the dragon fruit this time?"

The secretary was surprised: "Wait!"

She immediately turned around and called Xiao Meng as fast as she could: "Xiao Meng! Don't let the boss eat indiscriminately from now on!"

Xiao Meng was still on the bed: "Miss Wu...what's the matter?"

Secretary: "The boss went to the hospital this morning and said he had blood in his stool..."

Xiaomeng looked very ugly holding the phone: "Red dragon fruit is indeed more...er...you understand."

Secretary: "As you know, our boss is more afraid of death..."

Xiao Meng: "So... he had diarrhea from eating red dragon fruit last night? Or something?"

Secretary: "He suspects that he has advanced bowel cancer. He cried early in the morning to write his will and to find someone to take good care of his Stitch Winnie the Pooh."

Xiao Meng: "...so what the hell is his Stitch Winnie the Pooh?"

Secretary: "Oh, the two rabbits he raised, although the chairman had sent them to his stomach long ago, we just lied to him that a large litter of rabbits was born in the countryside, and there was even a rabbit base."

Xiao Meng: "... who is the chairman?"

Secretary: "Our boss's father."

Xiaomeng: "Then he's a bit miserable, and he managed to raise two."

Secretary: "Actually, those two rabbits are males. The boss knows that but he just doesn't say anything."

Xiao Meng: "So Miss Wu... did you call me early in the morning to share with me the tragic story of the boss?"

Secretary: "Oh my dear Xiaomeng, it's not what you think, promise me, every time the boss can't help but eat something from your bowl, you can take a picture of me and I'll send it to the doctor, okay dear Meng?"

Xiao Meng: "...Okay."

Secretary: "Oh my God, you are as cute as an angel. The boss's fragile glass stomach can't withstand his whim. Thank you for praising you."

Xiaomeng: "Why... do you use this kind of translation?"

Secretary: "You may not know that our chairman, who is 50 kilometers away, loves this art. He wants us to learn it as a logistics worker, so that we won't be able to boast about it when we meet customers."

Xiao Meng: "...Then you are under a lot of pressure, I know."

The secretary hung up the phone, "OK, our non-staff personnel will also promise to take care of his diet."

Dr. Zheng: "When did you have non-staff personnel?"

The secretary stood up straight calmly: "As long as the boss is willing, the space station can have our non-staff personnel."

The president who has done various inspections is looking forward to the inspection report.

He even thought that there might be parasites in the meal last night or even a few days ago, which destroyed his endocrine system in just a few days.

Although Dr. Zheng completely rejected all his fantasies after reading the list.

Dr. Zheng: "Very healthy, and even gained 1 catty or [-] taels more than the last physical examination. I heard from your secretary that you have been suffering from jet lag recently, and there may be various fantasies caused by your lack of sleep."

CEO: "Then I have blood in my stool!"

Dr. Zheng: "That's because you ate red dragon fruit. I specially asked your secretary to buy another one. You go get a glass of water."

The president obediently went to fetch the water, and watched the doctor take out a scalpel and cut open the dragon fruit, took a small piece and threw it into the water.Sure enough, the color of the whole glass of water was dyed red.

Dr. Zheng: "That's what happens to red heart dragon fruit. You don't have to worry. The premise of having blood in your stool is that your diet is very irregular. Now it seems that you basically won't get it."

The president was expressionless: "This thing really looks like a devil!"

Dr. Zheng: "The fishing ban is coming soon, don't open your belly to eat casually, or you will easily get angry and urinate blood."

CEO: "...then I'll eat my food obediently."

Dr. Zheng was very satisfied: "If you have any questions, you can ask me again. Basically, you won't have any serious diseases if you don't have any accidents."

President: "Thank you doctor, goodbye doctor, next time I will bring you some special products."

After coming out of the hospital, the president looked at his watch. It was past ten o'clock. If he went back to the company, he would go directly to eat, but he didn't want to eat in the unit cafeteria.The chefs who are in charge of cooking are sad, so they like to create, such as fried pork with oranges, stewed beer with bitter gourd, the president said that he doesn't want to be a guinea pig.

Driver: "Then boss, where do you want to go?"

The president looked at the secretary: "Ask Xiaomeng if he got up. I want to watch him play games. He was very good at playing games yesterday. He just wrote the scripts there, and he started many numbers by himself."

The secretary wiped his sweat: "I should get up