Enforcer's Handbook

Lying on the edge of the open-air swimming pool, looking up at the starry sky, you can also see floating boats filled with various commercial advertisements. The advertisements dye the night sky colorfully.

Song Lan felt that this was what a vacation should be like, instead of being buried in the desert, looking up at the sun and having fun in misery.

Not long after, Lu Xiang, who was wearing a swimsuit, was holding a tray filled with various foods taken from the buffet area.

It is already 00:12 in the morning.

The two of them first went to the service desk to register their hotel information. After returning to the room, they took a shower one after another to wash away the wind and sand they had picked up along the way.

"Aren't you afraid of gaining weight?"

Song Lan was a little surprised. He took a look at the contents of the tray. They were all high-fat foods. The fat part of the barbecue was still "sizzling" with oil. As soon as he put it by the swimming pool, his appetite also increased. Once I was hooked, in addition to various types of barbecue, there were also many desserts that clearly contained excessive amounts of sugar.

When he returned to the room just now, he took a cold shower to let his aroused appetite subside.

He doesn't have the habit of staying up late, and he doesn't advocate eating late night snacks. This is the experience he accumulated in college.

Eating late night snacks is great for a while, but trying to lose weight later can kill you.

He never expected that Lu Xiang would be unambiguous when it came to eating late-night snacks, which made him wonder if the latter was also a staunch supporter of the "no words, 0 calories" doctrine.

"Here, touch it."

Lu Xiang held a bamboo stick with barbecued meat on it in his left hand. He caught Song Lan's left hand in the water with his right hand and put it against his lower abdomen. "Is there any fat?"

"No."

Song Lan answered truthfully. After many inspections, he was very convinced that Lu Xiang's figure had no blind spots from any angle.

"Well, don't you want to eat? The food here tastes pretty good, much better than Tesla Technology's."

The corners of Lu Xiang's mouth were glossy, and there was a happy expression on his face.

When people enjoy the impact of high calories, the instinctive happiness cannot be concealed. As early as when she was in school in District 7, her only hobby was to go to a restaurant near the school to have a good meal after a busy day of school. A meal.

After being transferred to the 17th District and witnessing the decline of the local catering industry, she originally thought that her future life would be dark, until one accidental day, she discovered a suspicious situation in the office building.

A staff member from the logistics department actually bought the items needed for cooking.

Over the next period of time, she used all the investigative techniques she learned in school and finally collected enough information.

So in a sense, Song Lan was her savior who helped her when her life fell into darkness.

"No."

Song Lan shook her head repeatedly.

First of all, he felt that anyone who could read recipes would be hard-pressed to make meals more outrageous than Tesla's technology. Secondly, late-night snacks were tantamount to the devil's temptation in his eyes. As long as he started it, he would be the first. The second time, every time after midnight, hunger will quickly consume people's will.

The side effects include not only gaining weight, but also making people develop the bad habit of staying up late.

This is not alarmist, the devil uses this method to induce people to move towards chronic death step by step.

Lu Xiang looked thoughtfully at Song Lan's resistance. Then she remembered the contents of "A Love Tip Every Day". She chuckled and picked up the crystal cake on the tray in front of Song Lan. He took a small bite, and while the other person closed his eyes to rest, he pressed his lips against hers at lightning speed.

After a while, she wiped her mouth with lingering thoughts and said, "If you want me to feed you, you can just say so."

Song Lan, who was attacked, had tears in her eyes as she chewed the crystal cake that was put into her mouth.

Just now, the demon attacked him.

The heat bomb detonated in his mouth, shortening his life span by a full 60 seconds in just one minute!

He was surprised to find that the expressions on Lu Xiang's face had become much richer recently, and now even "bad smile" was added to her daily expression list.

"What do you want to eat next?"

Lu Xiang glanced at the food on the tray and asked, "Try fried chicken legs? When I went to pick up the meal just now, I saw that fried chicken legs were quite popular."

"I will do it myself."

The staunch Song Lan refused to bow to the devil, so he took the initiative to pick up the fried chicken leg and took a demonstrative bite in front of Lu Xiang.

"ah."

But what he didn't expect was that Lu Xiang came over expectantly and opened his mouth.

The hands under the water also held Song Lan's lower back, forcing the other party to press against her.

Mastering the stick, but aiming for the yard!

This night, Song Lan had a deeper understanding of this sentence.

…

After a while.

"Speaking of which, except for the airport, this city doesn't look like it just had a war."

Song Lan crossed her arms and sat in the corner at the edge of the swimming pool, observing the people who were still reveling through the rising mist.

Beside him was the empty tray and Lu Xiang, who was contentedly burying his head in the water.

That's what he thought.

As long as he changed the topic quickly enough, no one would notice the fact that he had just compromised with the devil.

"Even though the capital has been captured by the rebels, people here can still enjoy the party so much."

"As far as I know, the battle did not seem to have officially started. After realizing that Lieyang and her father were missing, the garrison in the capital chose to surrender very decisively."

"Shooted without firing a shot?"

Why is he surrendering faster than he used to play games?

"Yes, I voted."

Lu Xiang nodded, "On the day the capital fell, many local people learned about it through the news."

There was no deafening sound of killing, no music from guns and artillery, and no nuclear bombs washing the earth. In fact, many people were halfway through work when they suddenly found that their city had been captured.

The sadness didn't last long because they found it had no real impact on their lives.

On the day the capital was captured, the company didn't even give them half a day off to adjust their mood. The only change was probably that during work the next day, everyone in the department was sent into a small black room in batches to conduct a micro-inquiry. Invasive surgery.

"I learned a lot after leaving District 17."

Lu Xiang stared at the crowd on the other side of the mist.

Among these people immersed in the party atmosphere were executives from large companies, officials from the twelfth country's government, visitors from other neutral countries, and of course members of the resistance.

People still maintain the original pace of their lives.

"What do you think happened to the cities that were captured by the rebels before?"

"Living in dire straits?"

Song Lan thought of the reports she had seen in District 17. In those reports, the rebels were undoubtedly warmongers and the culprits in destroying this hard-won peace.

"Most of them withdrew from the neutral country alliance after the 'deworming surgery'."

Lu Xiang said, "I want to see with my own eyes what the outside world is like."

The character's heart value has exceeded 3200, unlocking the 32nd small theater:

Thirty-two small theaters:

Wednesday, a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, noon.

Since the last incident, more and more people have come to Lu Xiang for advice on love.

Every midday, there would be a long queue at her office.

The person who came to consult her today was still a female subordinate.

"Tell me, what's the problem?"

Lu Xiang sighed. She could no longer work quietly alone at noon.

"It's a work problem. To put it simply, the recent relationship has affected my work."

The subordinate plucked up the courage and said, "He has been criticized by the department leader, and his bonus may be deducted. He always says that he is less and less interested in working."

The reason why she came to ask Lu Xiang for advice was because her boyfriend had said more than once that Minister Song was a role model for everyone to learn from.

But according to her observation, Minister Song only looks like a salty fish on the surface, but he is absolutely unambiguous when it comes to critical tasks.

Even the Council had nothing to do with him.

"You have to learn to motivate him to work."

Lu Xiang said.

She was too familiar with this problem.

You know, she has been fighting Song Lan until now.

"So and so...such and such..."

As Lu Xiang narrated, the female subordinate suddenly became enlightened and her expression became more and more shocked.

"Thank you, Minister Lu!"

Before leaving, she bowed deeply to Lu Xiang, not only out of gratitude, but also out of admiration for Lu Xiang.

Minister Lu, she...

In order to mobilize Minister Song's enthusiasm, he even got involved!

It seems that I still have a long way to go.