Space Spirit Spring: Farmer Girl Cleverly Headed Home

"Xiao Naihe, tell me what is going on?"

The manager of the nine-day online game company yelled at a young young man in the planning department office, his shiny forehead was soaring that he was afraid that he would burst into death in the next second!

"Manager, I don't know."

Xiao Naihe pushed the black-framed glasses on the bridge of his nose, asking three questions.

He was one of the original programmers of Nine Days, and he devoted countless efforts to this game.

But because of some ulterior reasons, Jiutian chose to abandon him, opened him without hesitation, and even retracted his internal evaluation number.

Xiao Naihe was like a double blow from broken love and unemployment. He fell into a slump and secretly built a trumpet to come in. He didn't have the same enthusiasm as before, so he called Cheng Yuanzheng to take advantage of it.

"You don't know? Why can your account stay in the game, the company can't even monitor the data here! It's not your ghost!"

The manager pointed at the screen angrily!

"Now I can't get up to the first district at all! The customer service side is blown up, you tell me you don't know?! If you don't solve this bug for me, I will send you to jail!"

Cheng Yuanzheng's eyes flashed, thinking of the troubles the original owner had encountered, it was inevitable that he would feel rebellious.

It's just that he was never a reckless temper, showing weakness as if he were afraid.

"If you have something to discuss, don't be angry. Manager, should I log in to the host to see?"

Seeing that the manager frightened him, he almost agreed with satisfaction!

"Don't even think about doing it anymore! Think of me as a fool!"

Cheng Yuanzheng was helpless.

"Then what do you say? I will cooperate!"

The manager also scratched his head, glanced at the quail-like company employees, and finally came up with a compromise idea.

"You can use your own account. You can't use the company host. I will look at your login page."

Cheng Yuanzheng had no objection, put on the pulse bracelet, and posted his account on the computer designated by the manager.

"Little fox, you have worked hard, have you been taking me to upgrade?"

When Cheng Yuanzheng went up, he saw a cheerful little fox scratching his paws, touching its little head.

"What kind of thing is this! Can it also take you to level up? Holding the grass, you also formed He Mingzhu? Isn't that a level 195 BOSS?"

The manager's eyes were almost blind, and he burst into foul language in disbelief!

The employees of the company also squeezed to watch the excitement, their faces are as quiet as a chicken, but their hearts are running with hundreds of millions of alpacas!

"I don't know." Cheng Yuanzheng didn't wear a gaming helmet, so he could communicate with the manager and them in time, and he answered very sincerely and promptly.

"All the players are offline, and I'm the only one who is online. I was thinking about hanging up the meeting to gain some experience. I didn't know what to think, so I applied for a team with these living creatures around me for a while, and then successfully formed a team inexplicably. ."

The manager replied with a constipated expression, looked at the little fox’s humane smile, and even handed the barbecue to Cheng Yuanzheng’s food. He was all Spartan!

"You're back."

Su Haitang sent the team channel voice, which was released to all the people in the office to listen to.

"Grass, who recorded this voice? I am a voice control, and I know all voice actors. Why don't I have an impression?"

Colleague A held the grass on his face, but got Cheng Yuanzheng's cold eyes like a knife.

Dare to portray his daughter-in-law's voice and look for death!

Cheng Yuanzheng sent a garbled number symbol, and Su Haitang understood it in seconds.

This is a commonly used method of secret language between them, unless there is a little yellow book written by Xiaoyu himself, it will not be translated at all.

"What did you tell her!"