Oops!The boss checks my leveling situation!

Lock the room.

The following days were very normal, every night at 8 o'clock to start playing on time, but the frequency of Xiao Meng's drinking water increased again, two shots to drink a cup, five to go to the toilet, if it is the turn of the bladder, I can't wait to open a bottle of nutrition fast The line is solved on the spot.

The president has already dragged a small mobile table and sat on the toilet in the office, afraid of missing a critical moment because he went to the toilet by himself.

There were quarrels and quarrels during the period, but fortunately everyone was calm in the end, adjusted their mood and continued to move forward, until the last one in the audition, the president hung up his spirits and asked in a trembling voice: "Is it possible that if I win this one, I can buy it?" Got a plane ticket?"

The secretary hadn't washed her hair for two or three days, and her hair was tied up with a scrunchie, as if she came out of a pile of straw: "Hurry up, I'm a little dazed when I look at things now, and I always feel that there is someone behind me."

Xiaomeng: "If the fight continues, I feel like I'm going to have a stomach problem."

In view of the fact that the president squatted here during the melee and siege, Xiaomeng thought it was ok in the early stage, but after a long time, he disliked the president not working and playing games, and later forced him to post a notice in the living room, the dog and the president Do not enter.

The president was very wronged when he saw it, so he squatted in the hotel and pulled a network cable, saying that he could work online.

The audition lasted a total of half a month, and Xiao Meng was still a little dazed when he saw the invitation letter that jumped out: "We won?"

He hurriedly flipped through the battle records, and found that the president's once-in-a-hundred-year encounter was the last critical strike, and he stood at the end with a weak blood volume.

"Damn!" The secretary also went crazy: "Is it because we are going to the scene!"

"My old swan!" Yi Yan also went crazy at this time, and opened a vitamin B: "Is it fake? Boss, have you stuffed money into the game?"

Zhangchou: "Damn it... is this finally a chance to become famous all the way?!"

The president was overwhelmed by the sudden joy: "Xiao Wu went to tell the accountant that the year-end bonus of each regular employee will be increased by 2000, and that of interns will be increased by 1000, so that they will stop and watch me fight on the day of the scene!"

Secretary: "okokok!"

Everyone fell into madness, and the chairman who was asleep was kicked up by two people.

CEO: "Damn old man! Don't look for me next week! I'm going to play live, hahahahahahahahahaha!"

The chairman looked at the phone and fell into doubt. What the hell did I give birth to a stupid son? !

Afterwards, Yi Yan's phone calls became much more normal.

Yi Yan: "Chairman, the fight is almost over! The live match is next week..."

The chairman interrupted: "What live game?"

Yi Yan: "Oh, I formed a 5V5 with your son, and now I have won the first place in the audition, and I can go to the live game. I want to ask for leave."

Chairman: "Please, please, when will the call start? Do you want me to do a live broadcast or something?"

Yi Yan: "No, no, no, I feel like we used to go on a one-day trip. I bought all the air tickets for that studio to go abroad. It was the day after the end that he had a direct flight from Chiang Mai, Thailand. He had to do everything for his passport. Understand."

The chairman was shocked: "Are you so efficient now?! Have you made plans?!"

Yi Yan was very modest: "That's okay, he took the initiative to contact me and asked me to buy it for me. I said to plan for the worst and we might not be able to win the championship, so I bought it the day after the game ended. , and then his visa to Thailand is a visa on arrival, and he needs to show the record of the round-trip air ticket to make a hotel reservation, I have already done it for him, let me tell you."

Chairman: "Do you think this studio is reliable? Will it take money and report back? For example, to provoke the relationship between father and son."

Yi Yan was silent for a while: "I don't think he will. But after getting along for such a long time, I have to tell the truth."

Chairman: "You say."

Yi Yan took a few deep breaths: "If your son hadn't made it clear that he wanted to chase, he might already be on my bed by now."

The chairman couldn't help laughing: "Is that kid so good?"

Yi Yan smiled: "That's why it's a pity. As a bystander, I was hesitant to intervene. But my extraordinary integrity persisted. If the two of them can be together later, my suggestion is not to interfere, that child Excellent, but a bit timid."

Chairman: "I understand, you arrange it yourself. When the time is over, you have to transfer back and tell me that it's not a problem to follow my stupid son."

Yi Yan nodded: "I have this measure."

He hung up the phone, opened the website, booked a hotel for Xiao Meng, and then sent him all the information.

The live match was held in the next city. The president read the official news and was pleasantly surprised to find that the hotel he was staying in was owned by their chain.

I told the organizer that they don't need to arrange accommodation, and then the president immediately sent someone to apply for the helicopter, which was approved the day before the flight.The luggage had been sent to the hotel the day before, Xiao Meng was at a loss holding his computer bag, Yi Yan was sitting in the driver's seat in a very cool and handsome way, the co-pilot was the president, and the three people in the back row hugged together to keep warm.

The CEO put on sunglasses: "Yi Yan, your fucking driver's license hasn't expired, right?!"

Yi Yan: "You are fucking nonsense! If you want to die, I will take you to die together!"

The CEO fastened his seat belt: "Definitely not!"

Then he took out a blindfold and earplugs from his bag and handed them to Xiao Meng expectantly, "Aren't you afraid of heights?! Sit in the middle, wearing blindfolds and earplugs will be more comfortable."

Xiao Meng's face turned pale, and she nodded desperately: "Okay, okay."

After contacting the hotel, they prepared the apron.Yi Yan closed the door and shouted at them: "Sit still!"

An hour passed.

The host of the sponsor was active in the lobby of the hotel. There are 16 servers in total in "Doomsday", and each server sends out a team to participate in the live game. The champion can get a bonus of 50.

When he was about to introduce with the inscription board, the hotel lobby manager interrupted him: "Sorry, our boss is about to land."

The host looked confused, and heard the sound of helicopter blades turning. After a while, the sound stopped. After the hotel door opened, everyone present saw the president appearing very cool and domineering: "Sorry ,I am late."

The host glanced at the inscription board: "Excuse me, are you..."

"I'm the Great Qin Empire from server A," the president looked around, "It's a great honor for "Doomsday" to be held in my store."

The host felt an aura of godliness head-on: "It turns out to be the Great Qin Empire in the A server. Where are your teammates? 1234... It seems that one is missing."

Yi Yan regretted: "I'm sorry, I drove the plane too hard, and our nurse is still holding the toilet in the toilet."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone went crazy.

I know you are rich, but is it necessary to be so arrogant!

Yes, the president wants to be arrogant, don't even say that the game is good or bad, the cards are in place!

Since the store is his own, the president asked for 3 presidential suites very rudely, one for the secretary, one for himself and Xiao Meng, and one for Zhang Qiu and Yi Yan. They are all big suites. The hotel manager knows that When the boss arrived, he flatteringly asked the president what he wanted. The president waved his hand and said that no matter whether they win or lose, each team will be given a bottle of champagne.

Then I sent exquisite small gifts to each lady, such as music pillow and night light, choose whichever you like.

After hearing the news, the secretary couldn't help but took out a small handkerchief to wipe away tears. Our boss has grown up again and knows the manners of a gentleman.

Of course, Xiao Meng hugged the toilet the whole time, not daring to come out and speak.

That night, Xiao Meng, who had escaped from the spell of the toilet, looked at the post bar frantically and frantically brushed up all kinds of news about the Great Qin Empire. It's fine to be a third, fourth, and fifth child, and it's even no problem to form a nurturing 48!

He walked out of the bathroom and was shocked by the interior decoration. There is an area in the presidential suite with a large display screen, which can be projected on to play games by visual inspection.

Of course, the president asked him very intimately at this time: "Are you feeling better? Do you want me to get a doctor to come over and show you?"

Xiao Meng's face was pale: "No need, I'm airsick."

Just as he was about to say something, he saw the president open his suitcase, rummaged through everything, found out a suit of clothes and handed them to him: "Team uniform! I designed it for you!"

It was a gray sweater. Xiao Meng weighed it, it was quite thick and fleece, with Hongcheng's logo on the back.

It seems that the president never forgets his company's logo no matter where he goes. Should he never forget his original intention?

Xiao Meng hesitated for a moment: "Then what are you wearing? Are you the same as me?"

The president shook his head: "I thought you might not like what I wore for them, so I specially prepared a sweater for you!"

Xiao Meng nodded: "Then I probably know."

It must be the kind of cool, domineering, arrogant to the extreme.

It's better to wear a sweater, and he asked the CEO with his computer bag on his back, "Where is my room?"

The president rushed in front of him, pushed the doorknob: "This!"

This is another room in the suite. Visually, this room is bigger than his original rented room, and there is a white lily on the bed.

Xiao Meng remained expressionless: "Can I go downstairs and be treated the same as them? A single room is fine."

The president shook his head desperately: "Don't even think about it! The rooms are all booked by "Doomsday". If it weren't for my special status, we might be living on the streets now, okay?"

Xiaomeng: "...I want to be more ordinary."

President: "This is what I think the most