Heroic Death System

Recently, the employees of Wenshang discovered that their president is like a blooming calla lily, his whole face is full of spring breeze, he is refreshed, and the number of murders with his eyes has been reduced from double digits to single digits.

Wen Jingrong was sitting at his desk, while playing with the Shabi, while missing his cocoa.Ever since Ke Ke agreed to associate with him, he no longer insisted on tying him by his side.Although a little uneasy, this is the first step of trusting each other, and he doesn't want to screw it up.Fortunately, Ke Ke did not disappoint him, and he could see him every day when he went home.If there is anything else, it will be notified in advance.

The only regret is that Ke Ke is still unwilling to tell him his identity, but it doesn't matter, he has a lot of patience.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Bai from Qingwei is here to visit." The secretary's voice came from the inside line.

"Invite him to come in." Wen Jingrong restrained his mind and put the pen in his hand aside.

Not long after, Bo Lin walked into the office under the guidance of the secretary.

Wen Jingrong knew that his visit today must be for Qingwei's cooperation plan last time.

After exchanging pleasantries, Bo Lin really mentioned the cooperation intention and asked why Wen Jingrong refused.

Wen Jingrong replied: "Qingwei is a company with great potential. It has a good reputation in the country, but it is only limited to the country. I have carefully investigated, and your technology and engineering level have not yet reached the standards for developing islands. Even if you have With my financial support, it is difficult to catch up with other big companies in the short term, and the success rate of bidding is not high.”

Bo Lin hurriedly said: "Mr. Wen, as long as we have your support, I believe we can win several major projects. As for technology, we can recruit talents from all over the country and rebuild the team. Although the time is a bit rushed, it may not fail to meet expectations .”

Wen Jingrong crossed his fingers and said flatly, "I won't even consider a venture capital investment with a success rate of less than 80%, not to mention you don't even have a 60% success rate." Although with his influence, he won one or two projects Not a problem, but there are too many problems to be solved in the later stage. If the construction period is delayed or the quality of the project is too poor, it will seriously affect the reputation of the company. A Qingwei is not qualified to let him risk his reputation.

Bo Lin was a little anxious. Without Wen Shang's funds and influence, it was basically impossible for them to win this project.Wen Jingrong clearly intended to cooperate during the reception, why did he change his attitude within a few days?

"Since Mr. Wen has his own considerations, Qingwei can only express regret." Bo Lin changed the subject and said with a smile, "Mr. Wen, can I treat you to dinner tonight? Mr. Ge will also be there."

In fact, he didn't ask Ge Junxuan at all, but just wanted to use his name to invite Wen Jingrong.

Just as Wen Jingrong was about to refuse, the phone rang suddenly, and the name displayed on the screen was - my dear Coco.

Wen Jingrong's originally stern expression immediately softened, and he said, "Ke Ke, what's the matter?"

"I'm going to make lunch, do you need me to prepare a bento for you?" Shang Ke asked on the other end of the phone.

"Of course, I can't ask for it." The tenderness in Wen Jingrong's eyes almost overflowed, and Bo Lin was astonished when he saw it.

After finishing the call, Wen Jingrong returned to his usual sternness, and said to Bo Lin, "Sorry, I have something to do tonight, let's make an appointment next time."

Bo Lin clenched his fists, with a gloomy look in his eyes, he forced a smile and said, "If that's the case, then I won't bother you."

After leaving Wenshang, Bo Lin really hated that person named "Shang Ke", every time he sabotaged his good deeds at critical moments!

Shang Ke saw the evil spirit on Bo Lin's body and knew how upset he was. Thanks to him, he actually added a little evil spirit from him.If he leaves Wen Jingrong, he will not be able to absorb the evil spirit, but if it is someone near Wen Jingrong, as long as the evil spirit is strong enough, he will be able to absorb it.

Unfortunately, most people don't have evil spirits under normal conditions, and even if they do, they will be purified by Wen Jingrong's blessed light, so Shang Ke can only be hungry for a long time, and recently it is only when Wen Jingrong comes home at night Maintain human form.Seeing Bo Lin's intention to do something wrong just now, he called Wen Jingrong with magic power.

Since he promised to give Wen Jingrong a lunch box, Shang Ke had no choice but to sneak home with his body.

As a result, when Wen Jingrong was about to sign the document at noon, he found that his magic number pen had mysteriously disappeared again.He only used it a while ago, so it must have disappeared in the office.But apart from several executives of the company and Bo Lin, no one else entered his office this morning.Among these people, who will touch his pen?

While Wen Jingrong was contemplating, Shang Ke came to the company with a lunch box.

Wen Jingrong mentioned this incident casually, but Shang Ke smiled and comforted him: "It's okay, he is your thing, and he won't leave you and run away."

Wen Jingrong suddenly approached him and asked in a low voice, "What about you, will you leave me and run away?"

"Depends on the situation." Shang Ke leaned back to avoid being directly hit by his blessing.

Seeing this, Wen Jingrong's eyes dimmed, thinking that he hadn't fully accepted himself, and he couldn't help but feel a little disappointed.

"Stay with me in the afternoon. I'll leave work early and take you out for a walk."

"it is good."

Shang Ke stayed in Wen Jingrong’s lounge in the afternoon, turned on the computer and sorted out the information of the unemployed. There are about 500 people. If the number of people who are eliminated from the final training is less than 500, his mission goal will be considered achieved. The only thing is how to die.

The so-called difficult world is nothing more than several forms. First, the living environment is difficult, and it is possible to die before completing the task at any time; No relationship.For example, in the second world, the task issued by the system directly gives a strategy for clearing the level, which is to donate a heart.But in the world he is experiencing now, the task is to solve the unemployment problem of 1000 people, and it has nothing to do with dying. He has to find an opportunity to die by himself, and he has to die "heroically".The seemingly simple task is actually not easy to complete.

If Shang Ke is ruthless enough to choose to "die" at Wen Jingrong's hands and use his own life to seek a chance for those 1000 people to get out of the predicament, it is also considered "heroic" at the expense of the ego.As the protagonist of this world, Wen Jingrong has extremely strong luck. As long as he works under him, as long as he fulfills his duties, it is enough to ensure that there is no need to worry about food and clothing.

But Shang didn't want to do that, he would rather commit suicide than Wen Jingrong bear the guilt of "killing" him.

So, should he make an enemy for himself?Like Bo Lin?

However, before Shang Ke started the action of making enemies, someone couldn't hold back anymore and offered to give him heroic points.

Bo Lin has been secretly sending people to keep an eye on Wen Jingrong's movements in order to find opportunities to get close, and accidentally discovered that Wen Jingrong is planning to build a handicraft workshop recently.This kind of handicraft workshop is really not worth his troubles. After learning that it was built for Shang Ke, Bo Lin suddenly realized, and at the same time couldn't help but feel even more annoyed.

He dismissed billions of projects, but let him do this kind of pediatrics with only tens of millions. As a profit-seeking businessman, has he been dazzled by love?

Bo Lin invited Wen Jingrong many times, but he rejected them all.After confirming that cooperation was hopeless, Bo Lin decided to vent his anger on himself.

He called his friend in the underworld: "Brother Xiong? I'm Bo Lin, um... I want to ask you a favor... Don't worry, money is not a problem..."

Half a month later, a fire suddenly broke out in the renovated handicraft workshop. Wen Jingrong was working overtime in the company at the time, and drove over immediately after hearing the news.Shang Ke arrived at the scene of the fire one step ahead of him, because he realized that the opportunity to die had appeared.

In the factory building of the handicraft workshop, four or fifty people moved in early and were responsible for cleaning and looking after the instruments. When the fire broke out, they were resting in their own rooms, and the alarm bell was tampered with. It's too late.

When Shang Ke arrived, a lot of onlookers gathered outside the factory.He probed with his power, and there were more than a dozen people trapped inside.Without saying a word, Shang Ke resolutely rushed into the fire under the horrified eyes of everyone.

Brothers, hang in there, the dead hero is coming!

Shang Ke is now a body of gathering spirits and is not afraid of flames, but protecting others from being burned by flames requires a lot of mana.In order to complete the task, he also worked hard!

A few minutes later, Shang Ke rushed out of the fire with a drenched man on his back.Putting down the man quickly, without waiting for everyone's reaction, he turned around and rushed into the fire.

The fire was burning crazily, and the billowing heat waves rushed towards their faces, making the audience feel the burning pain, but Shang Ke, like a flame messenger, shuttled through the fire without fear, maintaining a speed of one every 3 minutes, and rescued the trapped people. By.The figure in the fire left a dazzling brilliance in the red world.

Everyone took out their mobile phones and took pictures of this amazing picture as an eternal photo.

When Shang Ke rushed into the fire for the third time, Wen Jingrong and the firefighters arrived almost at the same time.As soon as he got out of the car, Wen Jingrong heard everyone talking excitedly about someone's heroic deeds.At first he didn't care, until he saw a familiar figure appearing in the burning fire...

"Cocoa!" Wen Jingrong couldn't believe his eyes, the person in the flames was his Cocoa?

Wen Jingrong's mind went blank, and he was about to rush in without thinking, but was stopped by the firefighters around him.

But Wen Jingrong was so agile that several firefighters couldn't stop him at all. He broke free in the blink of an eye, and then watched him rush into the fire in panic.

A firefighter reacted quickly, picked up the hose and sprayed Wen Jingrong.

"What are you rushing in for?" Shang Ke stared at the desperate man in front of him.

Wen Jingrong was even more furious: You have no reason to come here to risk your life!What about going home and waiting for him to eat?Are you going to give him a roasted meat skewer?

"I should be the one to ask this question!" Wen Jingrong pulled the man on his shoulder almost rudely, and shouted angrily, "Let's go out and talk about it!"

Shang Ke could feel the evil spirit emerging from his body, looking at his reddened skin, he didn't dare to waste any time, and rushed outside quickly following him.

Seeing that he was about to rush out of the encirclement of the fire, a piece of the ceiling above his head suddenly fell off and smashed straight at Wen Jingrong.

"Be careful!" Shang Ke pushed Wen Jingrong away with all his strength, but he was hit squarely by the ceiling.

"Coco!" Wen Jingrong's eyes were blood red, and his heart almost stopped.He threw away the semi-conscious man in his hand, and rushed to Shang Ke's side.

Shang Ke was pressed under a heavy object, but in fact he didn't feel much pain, but it was Wen Jingrong's approach that caused him unceasing pain.

He raised his head and found that Wen Jingrong's hair had sparks, and if it continued to burn, he might become bald. He didn't like bald men.

Shang Ke held Wen Jingrong's hand and blessed him with all his little mana to protect him from the flames.

Wen Jingrong felt a coolness all over his body, and the surrounding flames seemed to be cut off by an invisible barrier, and he could no longer get close.

He looked at Shang Ke in amazement, only to find that he seemed completely unaffected by the fire, his skin was rosy, without the slightest trace of burns, and the floating hair shone with a little bit of fluorescence, reflecting the eyes of the flames, flowing A coquettish look.

"Wen Jingrong, don't be in a daze, leave quickly." Shang Ke whispered.

"Let's go together." Wen Jingrong stood up and lifted his feet, kicked away the things that were pressing on Shang Ke, and then stretched out his hands to hug him. Just as he was about to rush him out with all his might, he suddenly felt that his hands were empty. Shang Ke, who was hugged in his arms, dissipated little by little before his eyes like smoke and dust.

Then there was a bang, and an object fell to the ground.

Wen Jingrong looked down, and it turned out to be the magic number pen that he often wore on his sleeve!The living lover suddenly turned into a pen, even with Wen Jingrong's psychological quality, he was a little confused for a while.

He subconsciously fumbled for his sleeve, but it was empty.

Wen Jingrong tremblingly picked up the magic number pen on the ground, his eyes were full of shock, and his mind was in chaos.What immediately made him flustered was that the body of this magic number pen gradually became stained and full of stains, losing its former brilliance, as if its lifespan was coming to an end.

[Wen Jingrong, leave quickly. 】Shang Ke's whisper-like urging sound came from his ear again.

Wen Jingrong came back to his senses, carefully put the magic pen into his pocket, then picked up the man on the ground, and rushed out of the fire...