Fantasy Westward Journey: As a tycoon, let the female players flood the scene first!

Yang Yi originally thought it was the message from Yu Qingqing.

After opening it, I found that it was not the case.

Online GM·Xiaoyu: Hello, I am Fantasy Westward Journey online GM·Xiaoyu. Is the young hero available now?

Wudaokou Xueba: What are you doing?

Online GM·Xiaoyu: That's it. If you encounter any problems in the game, you can click on the wizard, hot issues, and contact the online GM.

Yang Yi remembered a rumor.

Maybe not hearsay, but fact.

It is said that if you spend enough money in Dream, you will have a dedicated customer service.

And if you are a man, we will arrange a female customer service for you.

If you are a woman, then we will arrange a male customer service for you.

You can communicate and cultivate feelings on weekdays.

Once the boss stops playing, the dedicated customer service will call people to return to Dreamland.

This is one of the reasons why many bosses come back after getting out of the trap.

Yang Yi couldn't help but ask.

Wudaokou Xueba: Are you a boy or a girl?

Online GM·Xiaoyu: I am a girl. Do you have any questions?

Wudaokou Xueba: It’s okay. I will contact you if I encounter any problems in the future.

Online GM·Xiaoyu: OK, I wish you a happy game.

Yang Yi was finally sure that it was not a rumor.

Fantasy can still play.

Is this also one of the boss's privileges?

But there is a reason why many bosses will be satisfied with having a dedicated customer service team.

Privileged treatment is one reason.

Another reason is that the customer service efficiency of Dream itself is too slow.

I called the manual for half a day and no one answered.

Having a dedicated customer service can really save a lot of time in solving problems when you encounter them.

Yang Yi closed the dialog box.

Watched a few more times in the game.

A few ideas came to mind, but there was no rush.

These ideas require the support of public opinion, and even require other bosses to join in to complete them.

After signing in, Yang Yi lay on a chair and closed his eyes to rest.

"Where should we go to play today? These days are getting more and more boring."

Just when I thought of this, the phone screen suddenly lit up.

At first glance, it turned out to be a message from Yu Qingqing.

Yu Qingqing: Brother Yi, I’m sorry last night. I was really not ready. After all, we only met for the first time after graduating from high school.

Yang Yi looked at this message with a confused look on his face.

Didn’t it end yesterday?

We are all adults, and it doesn't matter if it's over.

Why did you send another message today, still to Brother Yi, and also apologize?

Yang Yi took the initiative to hold hands yesterday, but the girl was unwilling.

Generally speaking, it is men who apologize.

Why did Yu Qingqing start to feel "embarrassed"?

Seeing that Yang Yi didn't reply, Yu Qingqing sent another message.

"Brother Yi, it was you who invited me to dinner yesterday. Shall I treat you to dinner today? It's considered a regular visit."

When Yang Yi saw the other party licking him like this, it seemed that there must be some news.

Yang Yi: Have you watched Lao Wang’s live broadcast today?

Yu Qingqing: Huh? No, I didn’t look at it.

Yang Yi: Oh, were you playing a game just now?

Yu Qingqing: Yes, I just watched the whole process of your PK, it was so awesome 0.0!

Yang Yi suddenly realized.

At the same time, he roughly guessed the reason why Yu Qingqing was unwilling to hold hands a few nights ago.

At first, the two of them had not contacted each other for such a long time, and Yu Qingqing had not been on the phone for such a long time.

Why did he suddenly log in and ask us to brush up on the dungeon together?

He also took the initiative to invite Yang Yi to go out for dinner together.

Haven't you seen him spending a lot of money in the game on Douyin?

It is also very simple to refuse to hold hands to confirm the relationship.

Yu Qingqing saw the whole process of him being raped, and also saw the pitiful output of Yang Yi when he was brushing the copy.

It is probably because this girl feels that it is hard to say whether Yang Yi has money, that is, she is not sure whether Yang Yi is really rich.

I watched the whole process of pk today.

I also saw so many people in the district praising him.

I think it should be to confirm that Yang Yi is really rich.

This is not.

He immediately sent another WeChat message to make an appointment for dinner, and his attitude was so respectful.

Figure it all out.

Not only did Yang Yi not blame this girl for having such thoughts.

On the contrary, I think it is very simple.

You want my money, I want your beauty.

No matter if you are just pretending or not, as long as you satisfy me, I will pay you.

It's really good.

We are not children. We express our thoughts in this almost explicit way without wasting everyone's time.

It's really good.

Yang Yi was also happy to have another contact with the other party.

After all...she is so beautiful.

Yang Yi: Where do you want to invite me to dinner?

Yu Qingqing: Thank you Brother Yi for the face. How about you decide this time, Brother Yi? But first, I don’t have much money, so don’t kill me too hard.

Yang Yi: Aren’t you going to the “Eat and Fish” restaurant you had last time that was full of allusions?

Yu Qingqing: ...Forget it, how can such a big boss like you be used to the food there? Let’s go eat something delicious.

Yang Yi smiled.

This feeling is really good.

Judging from the last contact.

This girl is obviously the kind of artistic young woman.

Even when you have a meal, you have to pay attention to the elegant name of the restaurant.

Nowadays, Yang Yi's preference is the main one.

Yang Yi: Come to the Oriental Pearl Hotel. I’ll treat you to a big dinner at 7 o’clock tonight.

Yu Qingqing: Okay, see you there.

In a rental house in Shanghai.

After looking at the screen for a few seconds, Yu Qingqing put down her phone after confirming that Yang Yi had not replied.

look around.

I took a look at the small house I rented.

The small shoe rack at the entrance, the cute stickers on the refrigerator, the bright green plants next to the windows...

Yu Qingqing was convinced that no matter who entered the room.

They all praise her that this house is very exquisite.

"Yes, they will definitely compliment me on how exquisite the room is, but no matter how exquisite it is, can it change the fact that the room is small?"

Yu Qingqing murmured to herself.

The house is about 40 square meters.

She was very comfortable and satisfied living alone.

But once she went to a female colleague's home and immediately became unbalanced when she saw her room of more than 100 square meters.

Why? !

Why is it that the other party is obviously not as good as me in appearance, not as good as the school he graduated from, and even not as good as me in work ability?

But the other party can live in a house with more than 100 square meters.

But she keeps herself clean, but she can only live in this 40-square-meter house.

"Seven o'clock in the evening..."

Although Yu Qingqing has never eaten pork, she has also seen pigs running away.

At this time, when a man and a woman go out to eat, it's not just for the sake of eating.

But Yu Qingqing no longer wanted to refuse.

She is so tired.

On the one hand, there is the pressure from the original family.

She was admitted from a rural area, and her family was proud of her. They always thought it was amazing that she had taken root in a place like Shanghai.

I thought she was doing well.

But she is just an ordinary clerk!

The other side is the pressure in the company.

Those middle-aged greasy leaders always tried their best to get close to her.

It’s self-evident why.

She is so tired.

"Since I can't escape, why don't I choose one myself?"

Yu Qingqing thought so.

Six p.m.

Yu Qingqing stood in front of the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror.

The red dress is like fire, charming and charming.

Before going out, she took one last look at the 40-square-meter rental house.

It's like saying goodbye...