I tell fortunes for NPCs in a horror game

As Xiang Chen's toast ended, the entire private room began to drink and drink, and one after another people came to the main table with wine glasses to toast. Most of the people came here for Yu Qian'er and Xiang Chen, and they had a lot of good things to say, so for their sake, they didn't need to mention them.

Since he paid tribute to the chairman's daughter and the director, he naturally could not leave the three managers behind, so Lin Xiangwan never put down his glass of wine one after another.

Lin Xiangwan was not a good drinker, so he only dared to take small sips for fear of being noticed by others. Later, he even added water to prepare the toast.

After three rounds of drinking, just when all the players thought that the dinner party was just to gather them in the hotel to spend the night, something unexpected happened.

Yang Ling, who was drunk, pointed at a waiter and shouted: "You! Stop looking, I'm talking about you! Come here!"

Yang Ling was already drunk, and his high-pitched voice quickly attracted everyone's attention.

The waiter who was stopped lowered his head and served food in front of the second table, ignoring Yang Ling's intention. From Lin Xiangwan's perspective, he could only see his thin back, and he seemed to be quite tall.

"What about you? Can't you hear me?" Yang Ling stood up suddenly, and the chair made a sharp "sting" sound.

"Manager Yang, you're drunk..." Zhang Zilai felt the atmosphere was awkward and just raised his hand to pull Yang Ling to sit down. Unexpectedly, Yang Ling rushed out like a cannonball and grabbed the waiter's wrist.

The people around him didn't know why, so they all stood up.

Even Yu Qian'er looked displeased: "Manager Yang, what are you doing?"

Today is a dinner party for the administrative department of Lanyu Group. If word gets out that people from their company bully the hotel waiters, it will damage the company's face and reputation.

"This guest, please let go." The male waiter who was pulled almost lowered his head to his chest. His voice was very low and had a little bubble sound, but Lin Xiangwan felt inexplicably that the voice seemed to have been deliberately processed. .

"I knew it was you." Yang Ling not only didn't let him go, but also pulled him directly to the main table.

Seeing this, the waiter subconsciously stretched out his other hand and grabbed Yang Ling's wrist, trying to break free from the other party's restraints. At the same time, several colleagues who were worried that Yang Ling was going crazy after drinking too much gathered around and prepared to break up the fight.

However, before the "fight" started, Xiang Chen said: "Zhang Yizhi? Why are you here?"

A name that was unfamiliar to all the players appeared, but Lin Xiangwan looked at the faces of the people around him, especially Yu Qian'er next to him. He changed from the gentle and generous person just now, and there was some disgust in his indifference.

When Yang Ling heard the name, he felt as if he had been injected with blood, and shouted: "Is it him? I just said I saw it right!"

The male waiter who was being dragged cringed and wanted to step back, but because of Yang Ling's restraints, he could only be exposed to everyone's gaze.

"Zhang Yizhi? Is this the manager who was fired from the company?"

"That's him. You came late, but you wouldn't know it. He and Director Xiang are classmates in the same dormitory."

"We are all classmates. One became the director and the other became a waiter. It's true that everyone has his own destiny."

"If you tell me, he deserves it! Mr. Xiao Yu and Director Xiang are both together, and he still wants to interfere. Who else will do it if not him?"

Lin Xiangwan keenly heard the discussions of the people around him and stared at the man who was dragged by Yang Ling. "A Gentleman Is a Good Match", who said that you have to pursue someone to be the protagonist?

If this man named Zhang Yizhi had indeed pursued Yu Qianer, then he was probably the dreamer of this copy.

The most important thing is that Zhang Yizhi's situation is very consistent with one of the key elements of a dream maker: miserable.

"Please let go." Zhang Yizhi also heard sporadic taunts. Although most people's voices were mixed together and he couldn't hear them very clearly, he knew that on this occasion, no matter how much he said or did, he would not be able to hear clearly. They were all laughed at.

Yang Ling drank too much and became even more imprudent. He turned around and asked, "Why are you here? Who do you want to seduce this time?"

"You!" Zhang Yizhi suddenly raised his head and glared at Yang Ling fiercely, with anger in his peach blossom eyes.

When Zhang Yizhi raised his head, Lin Xiangwan saw his face clearly. This man was indeed emotionally troubled, but he was not troubled because of deep-rooted love, but because of being unkind to others.

"Manager Yang, don't get angry with this kind of person." Yin Mao suddenly stood up and walked to Yang Ling to persuade him. He then turned to Zhang Yizhi and said rudely, "And you, our administrative department is here today. It’s a dinner party. You happen to work here. There are so many private rooms but you are in charge of this one. Is it really such a coincidence? That’s almost it. Mr. Xiao Yu and Director Xiang are talented and beautiful, and they are a perfect match. You can’t mix them up if you want to. "

After Yin Mao finished speaking, his name on the favorability rankings flew forward like a rocket. He just ridiculed Zhang Yizhi, but he gained the favorability of all NPCs and surpassed Peng Ze, who had been busy all afternoon. , directly topped the list.

Yin Mao obviously also saw the change in his favorability. He originally planned to stay on the sidelines, but he rarely broke his own principles and continued: "It is important for a person to be self-aware, and he must also be polite and honest. What do you think?"

Zhang Yizhi's body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were flashing with anger, as if he wanted to burn the whole world to ashes.

In an instant, Lin Xiangwan noticed the ghostly aura floating in the air. She looked sharply through the crowd and stared at Zhang Yizhi's every move.

Even though the ghost energy was dispersed, Zhang Yizhi did not make any violent resistance. He just stood there with his hands clenched into fists and blue veins bulging out. The violent rise and fall of his chest told his anger.

Yin Mao pulled aside all the fig leaves, and the surrounding discussions fell silent. The whole box was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

But Lin Xiangwan knew that this was just the calm before the storm. The dreamer who is let down is by no means an incompetent person who has no power to restrain the chicken.

"Okay, stop talking." Lin Xiangwan's voice fell on everyone's ears. She shook the wine glass in her hand and glanced at Zhang Yizhi, "You can go out."

"What? Someone really took the bait?" Yang Ling said nonchalantly, "It's no wonder some shameless people came to seduce her."

"If you can't spit out ivory from a dog's mouth, then stop spitting it out. Otherwise, people will always think that Lan Yu is a place where cats and dogs can enter." Faced with Yang Ling's malicious provocation, Lin Xiangwan did not tolerate it. After finishing the argument, he said, "It's a joy to go out to party, but you're just worried that the world won't be in chaos, right?"

In a few words, Lin Xiangwan brought the topic to Yang Ling.

Yang Ling lost control today because of drinking. But tomorrow is not the weekend, so no matter how much I drink, I will keep it to myself.

Either Yang Ling deliberately wanted to vent his dissatisfaction by embarrassing Zhang Yizhi; or this farce was the driving force behind the plot.