Spoil the Great Lady

He Nian sat in the driver's seat and didn't drive immediately. He held the steering wheel tightly with both hands, staring at the brightly lit city outside the car window, with obscure eyes.

After a long time, the Volkswagen slowly left the Emgrand parking lot.

At night, Lin Ling called He Nian in the game, but He Nian didn't go to the game. As a last resort, she switched to sending penguin messages.

He Nian was coding the program, and suddenly a pop-up window appeared. She stopped her hand and couldn't help holding her forehead.

Lin Doubi: I just went to the toilet, and today the platinum cake was pulled out by me.

Lin Doubi: It turns out that such expensive things can also be pulled out, Nian Nian, I pulled a million!

Lin Doubi: Think about the heartache!

Never forget: Well, you can fish it out and commemorate it.

Never forget: I don't discriminate against you.

Lin Funny:...

Seeing that Lin Ling was no longer convulsed, He Nian continued to write the program until midnight. The next morning, she was woken up by Lin Ling’s phone again. Her cell phone’s ringtone was always the one that killed Matt...noise, better than normal. The alarm clock works a lot.

"Niannian, the talented girl Xie didn't return all night last night!"

"How did you know?" He Nian rubbed her temples, jumped out of the bed and opened the curtains. The light was so strong that she couldn't help squinting.

"I stayed up with the Kongcheng dungeon last night. Don’t talk about this. Isn’t it surprising that the talented girl Xie didn’t return all night? You and Crazy Ye often stayed up all night, but she’s a talented girl Xie, you’re a talented girl. do you know…"

"I know," He Nian interrupted the man's nagging, "but what's wrong with people who haven't returned all night? Did you sleep in your bed? Did you find your boyfriend? Or robbed your wild boss?"

Lin Ling, cut off the phone.

No love anymore.

Listening to the busy tone of the phone, He Nian squinted her eyes. The temperature in the morning was a bit cool, and the floor under her feet was faintly cold. Then she curled up her toes and swayed slowly to the bed, stretched her feet and put on the cotton. Drag, and then reached out and pressed the ice blue watch on his wrist.

Above, three red dots stood out.

Very safe location.

He Nian glanced, opened the door to change clothes, and went for a morning jog.

It's normal for Xie Wenqing to be out of the dormitory on his birthday.

Monday was a good day. Everyone said goodbye to the decadence of the weekend and began to cheer up and start the day's work.

In addition to celebrating Xie Wenqing’s birthday this weekend, He Nian is writing programs, eating, and running in the morning, and then writing programs.

There is nothing else.

So when she lifted her head buried in front of the computer desk, she was shocked. Although she had just woken up, her eyes were full of clarity. She saved some of the projects that she had done at night, and her gaze swept through the time.

08:31.

Work at 9:00.

He Nian paused, then stood up one by one, brushing his teeth and washing his face in an orderly manner. His movements were very fast, and he did not do much in comparison with the trained special forces.

While counting the time, she took the elevator to the garage and found a Volkswagen. She might not be too late to walk over now.

Strangely, she only squinted for a while, and then she was going to be late when she woke up?

Outrageous!

When clocking in, He Nian noticed that the time on the monitor was 08:59. This time the pinch was not bad.

There is no full attendance bonus for being late.

Wang Meng had already arrived at the office, sitting in a chair bored, and seeing He Nian, his eyes lit up.

"He Xiaonian, you are finally here, I'll show you something!" She turned around to draw and draw among a pile of design drafts. After a while, she finally drew out two drawings and brought them to He Nian as if offering treasures.

He Nian took out the hard drive and pressed the power button of the computer by the way. Hearing that, he glanced casually at the sketches, and was stunned when his eyes touched the people on it.

As the head of the design department, Wang Meng is a painter, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a meticulous portrayal.

The character drafts she draws generally only capture one characteristic of the character, very vivid, so that people can know who the painting is at a glance, and never do what they think.

There are two paintings in front of He Nian. The one on the left is an anime character in ancient costume wearing a light-colored gauze. It looks cold and shallow.

Although it was imitated like He Nian, because it was an anime, the face was exaggerated a lot, the chin was obviously sharp, and the body proportion was smaller. The whole look was much more beautiful than He Nian.

Less clear and cold, more warm.

It was not this painting that stunned He Nian, but the one on the right.

A man with a jade flute in his hand, dressed in cyan, enveloped in a faint blue smoke, can still be seen in the hazy fog, the man has picturesque eyebrows, leisurely and elegant, he should be an elegant and noble young man, he touched the pair of black jade. When the pupils are indifferent.

A large piece of snow-white drawing paper has become his foil, it seems that this person should have stood proudly in the world like this.

Even though it was only a hazy profile, He Nian could still tell, isn't this person Chu Boss?

The two paintings are very lifelike. Although the temperament of the two are quite different, they are similar to each other. The images of He Nian and Chu Zhixuan are on the paper, and they are actually lifelike.

He Nian pinched the bridge of his nose with a headache, and all his ideas hit Chu Boss. What should Wang Meng say?

"I said Sister Meng," she paused, "Do you want to live?"

Wang Meng was stunned, but didn't react.

He Nian glanced at the painting she was holding, and sighed slightly: "Listen to me, Meng Meng, just take this painting home and take a look at it for yourself, otherwise you will definitely be delayed when you hand it in."

"Hey, He Xiaonian, you don't even give any reaction, I have drawn you as the best beauty in the rivers and lakes! Are you calm?" Wang Meng reacted, and then stretched out his hand to pinch He Nian's face to He. The response was very dissatisfied.

After a few squeezes, I can't help but squeeze it again, hey, the little girl's face is so slippery and tender!

After knocking down Wang Meng's hand, He Nian retracted his gaze, then calmly copied the project he had done to the computer: "Good luck."

Wang Meng can barely be regarded as a big artist. This drawing is her proud work. She cannot give up. So sometimes the brain circuits of artists are a little strange, and those who dedicated themselves to art are not. Hard to understand.

Putting away the paintings like a baby, Wang Meng considered what He Nian said, but didn't care, "The electronic draft will definitely be handed in at that time. So many paintings and the boss may not be able to see it. Take you to make a kiss."

He Nian glanced at Wang Meng and ignored her. He found the plan he had made for staying up all night and printed it out.

"You will be swept out at that time, just don't ask me to cry." He Nian sorted out the information and prepared to go upstairs to find Chu Boss as instructed. She has already done the plan. I don't know if other people have done the procedure.

As for Wang Meng's brain circuit, He Nianwangtian, she can predict that when the game is closed and tested, the entire group will be crazy.

Why are the NPCs in the game like the employees of the exclusive group?

God knows.

The 56-story building is still as usual, quiet and tidy, and a few plum blossoms stand leisurely.

He Nian got out of the elevator, and after sweeping his gaze, he walked towards the office in the correct direction.

Her pace was not fast, and when she was about to turn, a cold drink suddenly came from behind her.

"stop!"

Is this calling her? He Nian took out his ears, and before he lifted his feet away, he withdrew it again.

She squinted slightly and turned to look at the person who called her.

It was Lin Sihan's assistant Zhou Jie, a well-known domineering figure in the group, but He Nian didn't know her.

Next to Zhou Jie, there was an eye-catching woman with bright facial features and a slightly raised neck. She stepped on a pair of high heels, her gestures and feet exuding faint extravagance.

How to know this person.

The first lady in City B, the one who Wang Meng talks about.

"You... are you calling me?" He Nian looked at each other in surprise, thinking that they should have no intersection?

Lin Sihan stood upright with his arms around his chest, glanced lightly at He Nian.

He Nian felt very uncomfortable to be swept by this kind of gaze. Her eyes were not like those of the second generation officials with long eyes on their heads, but they were faintly arrogant, as if looking at you more and thinking that it was for you. Of gifts.

But she knew that this was not what Lin Sihan deliberately, He Nian just frowned and didn't say anything.

However, Zhou Jie looked at the information He Nian was holding, and came closer to see He Nian’s face. His complexion was a little bad, and his voice was very mean: "You are new here, I don’t know about 56th floor. Can't you come up casually?"

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"So stupid? Are you new here!"

"So stupid? You are cannon fodder!"

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