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After sending Lin Song away, Xun Ze carefully locked the door, but he did not forget that a boy living alone should protect himself.

After returning to the sofa and sitting down, Xun Ze drank the remaining pineapple beer and his body gradually returned to normal.

[System, what is going on here? 】

[Host, being in the scene will consume your mind, so you need to pay attention to the time you use. With your current physique, five minutes is the best time, and it is best not to exceed ten minutes. 】

[I'm going to sue you for murdering the host. Why don't you tell me in advance about such an important matter? 】

[Host, this system will sue you for defamation. Although immersion has side effects, this system has a protective mechanism for you. Even if you use it too much, you will at most just fall asleep, and you will be fine when you wake up. 】

[This sleep won't be forever, will it? 】

[No, you can fully recover with ten hours of deep sleep. 】

[Okay... But will this time be a little short? 】

[Host, it’s like sometimes you have a long dream, but when you wake up, you find that only five minutes have passed. The same is true for being there, so five minutes in reality are enough for you to perform It can also be saved when you are in the scene. When you use it next time, just read the archive. 】

【All right……】

Xun Ze sighed. Fortunately, the experiment was still at home, so there was no commotion.

If such a haircut comes in the office, the friends will definitely mistake him for a coma, and then carry him to the hospital.

After all, if he was in deep sleep, he would definitely be unshakable, and ordinary calls would not wake him up.

"This ability should be used with caution!" Xun Ze sighed softly, then picked up his phone and started replying to everyone's New Year messages.

"Happy Chinese New Year, Brother Xun! Happy Chinese New Year, I wish you more and more handsome and richer." This is a New Year's message sent by Lu Qiule.

"Happy New Year to you too. All your wishes come true." After Xun Ze replied with a text message, he sent Lu Qiule a red envelope of 1,000 yuan.

"Thank you, Brother Xun! Brother Xun is so good! Brother Xun is in good health..." After receiving the red envelope, Lu Qiuyue texted Xun Ze back immediately, and the number of words was quite large, which made Xun Ze wonder if Lu Qiuyue was singing while singing sent this message.

"Brother Xun, Happy Chinese New Year, I wish you good luck in the new year, a lot of money, a prosperous studio and platform, and the light is shining." Mo Danqing's text message is very cultural at first glance.

These four-character idioms are really comforting to look at.

"I also wish you a happy New Year and all the best." After Xun Ze replied to the text message, he also sent a red envelope of 1,000 yuan to Mo Danqing.

"Thank you Brother Xun, in the new year, I will continue to work hard..."

Looking at Mo Danqing's reply, Xun Zexin said, "I don't know what kind of family Danqing is. Why do you feel like a lady writing a letter even when you send text messages?"

If you can't guess, don't guess. Xun Ze didn't inquire about employees' privacy and family background hobbies.

If people mistakenly think that he is interested in other people's little girls, wouldn't that person's design collapse?

"Brother Xun, Happy New Year..."

"Brother Xun, you are healthy..."

The text messages between Nie Xiaodie and Lin Qingyao seemed to be relatively ordinary, but Xun Ze felt that he was just an ordinary person.

Xun Ze also sent a red envelope of 1,000 yuan to the two of them, and then clicked on Ding Fanxin's text message.

"Brother Xun, I wish you a Happy New Year and find a girlfriend soon!"

Seeing this short message, Xun Ze didn't know for a while whether Ding Fanxin was blessing him or was mad at him.

However, he still replied to Ding Fanxin, and he didn't favor one over the other. It was also a red envelope of 1,000 yuan.

"Brother Xun is so cool! You will definitely find a girlfriend this year, or two!"

"You better take care of yourself first!" After Xun Ze replied angrily, he clicked on Chen Xueshu's text message again.

"Brother Xun, happy new year, I wish you a good harvest in career and love this year!"

You two single dogs, don't worry about my love life, okay?

After Xun Ze shook his head helplessly, he didn't even want to say more, he just replied "I have read it", and then sent a red envelope to Chen Xueshu.

After all the text messages from the studio friends were answered, Xun Ze clicked on the steampunk game platform's Tencent group.

Although he is the vice president of the platform, Xun Ze seldom speaks in the group, unless someone writes him.

Today, the group was very lively. Everyone sent blessings to each other. Among them, Aite Xunze's blessing text messages were more than those of Lin Song, and most of them were sent by female employees.

It was because Lin Song saw that Xun Ze didn't reply to Aite's people more or less as usual, so he was worried about Xun Ze's accident, so he came over specially.

Xun Ze didn't know much about the employees of the platform, so he didn't say much, just sent a red envelope of 10,000 yuan and let the employees grab it by themselves.

"Mr. Xun's atmosphere!"

"General Xun 666!"

"Mr. Xun, I want to give you monkeys!"

"Why? I only got a dollar!"

"Delete it! Tengxin is not suitable for you."

After a while, Lin Song also sent a red envelope worth 10,000 yuan, and the employees turned into ruthless red envelope grabbing machines, their eyes poking at the screen with green light.

February 7th, Monday.

After a week-long vacation, many people dragged their tired bodies and reluctantly returned to their jobs.

When Xun Ze came to the studio to open the door early in the morning, he saw many office workers with dark circles and haggard faces along the way.

It is estimated that these people are having fun during the holidays, and their work and rest have not been adjusted, and they have suffered from post-holiday syndrome~www.novelmt.com~ Xun Ze has nothing at all. As the boss, it is for him to follow work during the holidays. , in fact, are almost the same.

The difference is just where you work.

And throughout the Spring Festival holiday, Xun Ze was in "Plants vs. Zombies", and he never got out of work.

The only thing that worries him is whether the friends in the studio will look like other office workers who are leaking air.

This is to adjust the state. I don't know how many days it will take.

Fortunately, when the friends arrived at the studio one after another, Xun Ze found that each of them was refreshed and not at all sluggish.

"Brother Xun, good morning!"

"Good morning."

Xun Ze responded to his friends' good morning while giving them red envelopes for a good start.

Although each red envelope contained only 200 yuan, the friends happily accepted it.

After the little friends had cleaned up their workstations, they gathered in Xun Ze's office and said with a smile, "Brother Xun, we brought you the family's souvenirs!"

When Xun Ze heard the three words "local specialties", he couldn't help but take a half step back, and at the same time crossed his arms in front of his chest and made a "Dabaa" movement.

Realizing that he was a little overreacted, Xun Ze coughed lightly, relieved his embarrassment a little, and said, "Instinctive reaction, you understand."

Brother Xun, are you serious about taking a half step back?

And why are your movements so skilled? How long have you been practicing?

Also, since you are also afraid of local souvenirs, it proves that you are still a little overwhelmed, so why not be nice to the players?

The little friends complained wildly in their hearts, but there was still a smile of understanding on their faces.