Shenhao makes a game

Chapter 280 Gou Fugui

When He Jiuming rushed to his office to sit down after punching out the card one minute before the working time, he felt that the whole world had been turned upside down.

thump~
Feeling that he was about to GG, He Jiuming put his head heavily on the desk, made a loud noise, and really scared the colleague who was sitting next to him, who was quietly peeing, and earnestly swiping Weibo Jump.

"Hold the grass! What the hell are you doing in [-]? You took medicine in the morning?!"

Emmm, because He Jiuming's name has a nine characters in it, and his body type is also of that thin type, so he was honored to get this awesome nickname.

Of course, He Jiuming's appearance must be incomparable to that of the real Jiu'er, it's just a few galaxies away.

After He Jiuming heard his colleague's exclamation, he didn't get up as usual to fight with this one of the few colleagues in the company who got along well, but just continued to lie there and mutter something.

"Remember to call me when Po Meng comes later, I was exhausted last night!"

After reassuringly handing over his junior to his good friend, He Jiuming continued to fall asleep again.

"Jiuer, Jiuer!"

"Grandma Meng is here! Get up quickly!"

When He Jiuming dreamed that he was flirting with the goddess of the company, he felt his body shaking and was forced to wake up from his sweet dream.

"Ah... Didn't I tell you to call me when Po Meng arrives? I was about to talk to Wen Guiting just now! You accompany my goddess!"

After He Jiuming woke up, he turned his head and went into a wave of impotent rage with his eyes closed at the good engine oil sitting beside him.

Ran goose ...

After He Jiuming realized that his voice had fallen, he only felt that the air around him suddenly became a little frighteningly quiet, and even the temperature dropped a lot.

"Uh... Goofy, why don't you talk?"

It was He Jiuming who finally opened his eyes, and now he looked directly at his engine oil.

However, when He Jiuming saw his engine oil, he found that his own engine oil was twitching his eyelids crazily.

"Damn it, your kid has blepharospasm? It's not okay. If Granny Meng sees you later, you'll be cold. Do you want me to take you to the hospital!?"

When He Jiuming finished these words in one breath, he was moved by himself, thinking that he was the best colleague of the year + good engine oil.

However, at this moment, the friend whom He Jiuming called a dog egg could only feel impotent and furious in his heart, and he didn't dare to make a sound at all, let alone continue the eyelid spasm, and just stared at his computer screen in a serious manner , Be a good employee who works hard.

"I said you kid..."

Before He Jiuming could finish speaking, he heard a cold voice behind him that could rival the temperature in winter in Heilongjiang.

"He Jiuming! Now, immediately, come to my office immediately!"

"You can also choose not to come, so what about your annual leave this year... Hehe, the old man on duty in the company's boiler room just wants to take a long vacation, so I think you can be qualified for this position for a while."

When He Jiuming heard this voice, he knew that today's incident could not be avoided.

Immediately, before he left, he looked at his good engine oil—Goudan with eyes full of longing for hope, farewell and loss.

Unfortunately, the only response to him was a look of comfort and encouragement, not even body language.

He Jiuming felt that the relationship between them should have broken down.

——Small leather whip dividing line——

Half an hour later, He Jiuming, who had been tortured and tortured by the leaders, returned to his seat with an even more exhausted body.

"I said Jiu'er, you kid is looking for a girlfriend behind the back of labor, right? Why did you come here early this morning looking depressed and unlovable?"

"The most fraudulent thing is that you actually, oh no, you called Meng Po twice behind your back, and you were caught by Meng Po in the end. It's okay, young man, I didn't expect to be courageous when you are in love. !!!”

He Jiuming: ...

I don't even want to!

My weekend!My warm little bed!
"Hey, let me ask you something, what's the matter? Could it be that we got our big beauty Wen?"

Seeing that He Jiuming ignored him for a long time, Goudan couldn't help pushing He Jiuming who was wandering there.

"Oh, I want to find a girlfriend!"

He Jiuming first sighed, and then explained the cause of the incident.

"Last night after I finished working overtime, I opened Weibo as usual to find some fun. It turned out that Mu Chen had posted a promotional video for a new game. The content in it was very similar to League of Legends, but it wasn't League of Legends."

"In the end, I went to Shuguang Entertainment's forum to see if there were any leaders who knew something about it, and then... I discussed this new game with this group of people who seemed to be off work every day until four o'clock in the morning."

After saying this, He Jiuming felt that some unknown objects might have entered his mind at that time, otherwise why would he have been talking nonsense to Jill for so long.

"Emmm, did you guys come to a conclusion after the discussion? What kind of game is that?"

Goudan's question was like a sharp knife, piercing He Jiuming's heart directly.

"Heh heh heh... not at all..."

dog egg:_
"Calm down, no matter what games Suguang Entertainment makes now, we have nothing to do with them. After all, 996 working overtime dogs like us who have one more day than 997 are not qualified to play games, especially virtual games. That stuff You have to go to an internet cafe."

Goudan very calmly comforted Comrade He Jiuming who looked uncomfortable.

"Hehe, don't talk about virtual games, labor and management haven't touched League of Legends for more than two months!"

While typing on the keyboard, He Jiuming complained fiercely.

"It would be great if Shuguang Entertainment made another mobile game. Nima Onmyoji is not a game that non-chieftains + poor ghosts like us can play. You can't get an SSR in 800 years, but the little Wang next door is so Zhang Zhang ssr, are you angry!"

When Goudan talked about the game, he directly pointed his finger at Shuguang Entertainment's only mobile game, Onmyoji, and let out a roar from the African chief.

"Hehe, I've uninstalled it for a long time, garbage game, ruining my youth, wasting my money!"

emmm, this is an even more angry roar from He Jiuming.

"Ah, if only I were a rich second generation, I could play mobile games every day!"

Goudan now only wants to hear the good news that can only come from him.

"Tch~ look at your prospects, Du Nima is a rich second generation, what kind of mobile games do you still play?"

"Let's go decisively to the virtual game room!"

Goudan: "Hahaha, that's right!"

"Remember our slogan: Be rich, never forget!"

(End of this chapter)