I'm Numb, I Mistake My Best Friend For A Blind Date

Wait for Jiang Yang to come to the company.

It's already ten o'clock.

Fortunately, there was no director before, and with Chen Guang as the chief planner, the work progress did not stop.

Looking at Jiang Yang's two big dark circles.

Lan Ying's old Si Ji came up to him and said with a smirk:

"Is my mother's resources enough?"

Looking at this cute girl, Jiang Yang gave a thumbs up in admiration and said with emotion:

"It's really a waste of talent for you to do formal art."

When the people around heard the words, they immediately laughed knowingly.

"Okay, don't laugh, how is the progress of programming and art?"

When it comes to business, Wang Fu, who is serious about his words and smiles, is in good spirits.

This old man also stared at the two dark circles.

"Director, yesterday I completed the basic structure, and the program team is improving the content."

Jiang Yang was shocked immediately.

Fuck.

In this day and age, there are still such fierce people who work overtime independently?

"You stayed up all night doing it?"

Wang Fu rubbed his bloodshot eyes and said with a smile:

"Seeing Lie Xinxi, I couldn't help but make it. This idea is perfect. I can't wait to see the effect of the finished product."

"Okay, take care of yourself, don't play with your pigtails."

Jiang Yang cursed with a smile, "Go to the lounge and lie down."

Once the structure is done, the follow-up work will not be so tiring.

Jiang Yang has to feel the convenience of technology. Without the help of AI, he would like to complete the structure of a large program.

Tsk tsk, that would lose half a catty of hair.

Each group reported their work in turn.

In the end, it was Lan Ying's turn, the old Si Ji, who passed on the drawing of the person who revised the manuscript to Jiang Yang.

He immediately widened his eyes.

Looking at the almost nonexistent fabric and strange posture on the female character, Jiang Yang shouted helplessly:

"Lan Ying, this is a serious game, what are you doing?"

Lan Ying was startled, leaned over to take a look, and coughed without changing his face.

"Ahem, director, I'm sorry, the transmission is wrong, this is for my own use, and the serious one is here."

As he said that, Lan Ying sent another document.

Although this part is still hard to hide the astringency, at least it can catch the eye.

"Okay, there is generally no problem, just execute it like this, and when the game is rated, I will apply for bonuses for everyone!"

Jiang Yang put down the file and gave a word of encouragement with a smile.

"Haha, thank you Director, we must work overtime to figure it out!"

"I have strength again, the bonus is waiting for me!"

Everyone left the office with smiles on their faces.

Jiang Yang took a leisurely nap after admiring old Siji's private pictures.

Soon it was noon.

"Director, it's time to eat!"

Jiang Yang was in a daze, and casually refused:

"No need, you guys go!"

"Do you want to bring one for you?"

"Need not!"

When the noisy crowd left, Jiang Yang fell asleep in a daze again.

Da da!

There was the crisp sound of high heels hitting the floor.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar fragrance hit.

Aunt Qing!

Jiang Yang woke up with a jolt, and smiled awkwardly:

"Aunt Qing, why didn't you go to eat?"

Leng Qingge glared at him angrily, and said helplessly:

"It's outrageous. Whose director is like you, who is late for work and goes to bed after the meeting?"

Although the words were reprimands, they meant more reproach.

Jiang Yang laughed twice and didn't care.

Anyway, those guys in the game department are very convinced of him now, this is just a small problem.

"Aunt Qing, don't worry, I will definitely pay attention in the future."

Leng Qingge stared blankly at Jiang Yang, and said unhappily:

"How long did you play yesterday? You knocked on the door for a long time in the morning, but you didn't wake up?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yang breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that Aunt Qing didn't open the door to come in.

Otherwise, if you know the game you are playing, you will die directly.

"Ahem, it's almost one o'clock." Jiang Yang said with a guilty conscience.

Leng Qingge reached out and knocked on Jiang Yang's forehead a few times, bitterly said:

"You are not afraid of sudden death!"

"follow me!"

Saying that, he twisted his coquettish body and turned to leave.

Jiang Yang looked away from his plump buttocks, and quickly followed Aunt Qing's footsteps:

"Where are you going?"

Leng Qingge said without looking back:

"Go to my office to eat and then sleep!"

Leng Qingge's office is simply a small mansion with two floors.

It's a good place to rest quietly.

Jiang Yang was a little moved in his heart, Aunt Qing really was, thinking of him everywhere.

"Thank you, Aunt Qing."

Standing in the elevator, Leng Qingge heard the words, her beautiful eyes glanced at Jiang Yang lightly, and said angrily:

"I really want to thank me, don't spoil your body like this in the future."

Jiang Yang nodded cheerfully.

He is not a person who does not know what is good or bad, so naturally he will not resist Aunt Qing's concern.

"alright, I got it."

The two had a warm lunch and rested for a while, then Jiang Yang was sent to sleep.

The fresh and elegant room was filled with Aunt Qing's body fragrance.

It smells very pleasant.

"Aunt Qing, I slept here, what are you going to do?"

Jiang Yang knew that Leng Qingge had the habit of taking a nap.

Hearing this, Leng Qingge thought of the scene he saw in the morning, and felt a little flustered, and gave Jiang Yang a wide-eyed look.

"There are other lounges, why? Do you still want Aunt Qing to accompany you?"

Hearing these harsh words, Jiang Yang almost choked on his own saliva.

"Ahem, Aunt Qing, you are thinking wrongly. If this is the case, then I will sleep, and I am very sleepy."

Seeing Jiang Yang roll into his own bed numbly.

Leng Qingge frowned, remembering this guy's strange habit.

You won't do bad things with your own quilt, will you?

After thinking about it for a while, Jiang Yang in the bed began to snore heartlessly.

Leng Qingge laughed angrily.

The little bastard slept comfortably.

No, I have to tell my mother about this.

Leng Qingge slowed down and exited the room gently.

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