Inheriting Billions After Being Retrenched

Han Jin: "..."

After a while, he looked away and said to Ming Siran calmly.

Ming Siran was wearing a white shirt and black trousers as usual, with long legs and straight legs. His beauty was like a monster. He went to the living room, took a document, and sat on the sofa to read it.

Luo Qiao put a few computers in her huge living room, gaming chairs and other equipment, she waved to Han Jin, "Here."

Han Jin walked over, and she said, "I let someone install it according to the configuration required for the game, do you think it's okay?"

Han Jin pulled the chair and sat down, took a few glances, and nodded, "Yes."

"Then let's start."

"Ok."

Luo Qiao started the game and invited Han Jin to form a team. She rolled up her sleeves, put her slender white arms on the table, her eyes were extremely serious, and said: "I practiced all night last night, you see if I improve!"

Han Jin curled his lips unconsciously, and the outline of his face was slightly soft: "Okay."

Luo Qiao rushed into the game. When she found an enemy, she immediately reacted, clicking the mouse quickly, and in the end several opponents were killed by her crazy shooting.

Luo Qiao immediately turned to look at Han Jin with bright eyes: "How is it? Have I become very strong!"

As she was at home, Luo Qiao was dressed casually, with her hair tied into a ball head, revealing her full forehead, and her cat-like eyes were slightly bent. She looked at Han Jin and she didn't know how cute she looked.

She looked like she was asking for praise and praise. Han Jin looked at her for a few seconds, retracted his gaze, nodded slowly, and said nonsense seriously: "Well, better than most of our team."

Luo Qiao suddenly smiled and bent her eyes: "I knew it!"

The two got along in a harmonious atmosphere. Ming Siran, who was sitting on the sofa by the side, looked at them and squinted.

Luo Qiao practiced for a while, feeling a little thirsty, went to the living room to get a drink, glanced at the man who was still sitting idle on the sofa, and asked in surprise, "Are you not going to work?"

Ming Siran flipped through a page of the document, with a lazy voice: "Has your team been scheduled?"

Luo Qiao looked at him: "Not yet, what's the matter?"

"What do you think of me?"

Luo Qiao took a sip of water and almost choked, met his gaze, coughed, and covered his lips and said: "I want professional players, professional."

Ming Siran: "How do you know that I am not a professional?"

Luo Qiao: "You are professional in making trouble."

Ming Siran:?

Luo Qiao went back and sat down and handed Han Jin a bottle of water. The man said thank you, and glanced across the living room: "I heard you broke up."

"Ok……"

"What now?"

Luo Qiao licked her lips, glanced at the man who bowed her head and teased the cat, and said vaguely: "It's also divided..."

Han Jin glanced at her and said casually, "Do you live together?"

"...The situation is a bit complicated, anyway we have already divided."

Han Jin rubbed the bottle without speaking.

Luo Qiao looked at the computer screen again: "Come, come, continue."

After winning twice, the next few rounds were not smooth, Luo Qiao scratched her neck: "What's the matter? Shouldn't my strength be like this?"

Han Jin stretched his legs and slid to her side, staring at the screen, his hand moved around behind her to hold the mouse, and his voice was low: "Your posture is not right, and don't just attack, watch your surroundings."

"Snapped!"

Suddenly there was a voice in front, and the two raised their heads together.