Heroic Death System

When Ge Junxuan came to find Wen Jingrong, he happened to see several deliverymen coming out of his house and entering the hall, and was immediately shocked by the boxes all over the floor.The icon of the magic number pen on the box is very eye-catching, and you can know what is inside without thinking.

"I said brother, are you planning to open a special store of magic number pens?" Ge Junxuan knew that Wen Jingrong had been collecting magic number pens for several years, but he bought them one by one before. Have you bought all the magic number pens?

Without saying a word, Wen Jingrong grabbed Ge Junxuan who was about to take a seat and walked straight out. When he realized it, the door had been mercilessly closed in front of him.

"What do you mean by that?!" Seeing off the guests without giving him a sip of water?Ge Junxuan stared at the closed door, feeling that his fragile little heart had been hurt ten thousand points.

Just as I was about to go back and find someone to talk about, my phone suddenly received a message: Don't come to me for a few days, or you will be responsible for the consequences!

Ge Junxuan: "..." Can we still be good friends?

In the hall, Wen Jingrong unpacked the boxes one by one, and carefully took out the magic number pen inside.

There are a total of 760 pieces. From counting, packing to delivery, the whole process was completed under the supervision of Wen Jingrong. Even the inventory and defective products were bought back by him.

The scene at that time was very shocking, and many people who did not know the truth thought that the brand was sealed up by the relevant departments.After figuring out the reason, everyone said that this was the first time they had seen such a fresh and refined local tyrant.Although many people suspect that this is an advertising strategy of the merchant, they also want to support this unique arrogance.Wen Jingrong's wanton sweep of goods made this brand extremely popular.

Shang Ke and other magic number pens were placed on the table by Wen Jingrong, row by row, like beautiful girls waiting for the king to choose.

Shang Ke is cold on the outside, but cute on the inside, just waiting for his man to "take a scoop for three thousand".

Just thinking about how to recognize each other, I saw Jing Rong take out his mobile phone from his pocket and start searching from the magic number pen at the front.

Ke Ke didn't come to him directly, but contacted him through text messages. Obviously, there was something wrong with his body and he couldn't move freely.That being the case, Wen Jingrong could only use electronic products to find him.

Wen Jingrong took the mobile phone and scanned the magic number pens on the table one by one.When moving to the fourth row, the mobile phone with a black screen suddenly turned on.

Wen Jingrong's breath was stagnant, he parked his mobile phone on top of a magic number pen, and asked in a trembling voice: "Coco?"

The phone screen automatically unlocked with a click, and Wen Jingrong felt as if his heart was about to jump out. Trying to suppress his excitement, he gently picked up the magic number pen, held it carefully in his palm, and stared at it affectionately: "Coco, I finally Got you."

Find a hair!You are wrong!Watching Wen Jingrong stretch out his hand to him, but took away the magic number pen beside him without hesitation, Shang Ke's heart was broken.Do you dare to be a little more clumsy!What about true love?

Just when Wen Jingrong was about to express his heartfelt feelings about the Magic Number Pen, the mobile phone began to show its presence angrily, and a deafening song suddenly sounded in the hall.

"Who is coquettish, you are coquettish, who is passionate, you are sentimental, whoever is cheating, you are cheating, whoever is miserable, you are miserable... My dear, please let me take your heart, liver, spleen and lungs, please let me suck your spirit dry Spirit, spirit and blood... Ah oh oh... I love you so much, I love you so much that there are no bones left, I love you so badly... When I hold your head on the altar, please tell me that you will not die... Regret, not later...regret..."

Wen Jingrong's expression cracked a bit: "..."

Shang Ke helped Wen Jingrong compose this Divine Comedy on a whim back then, but he didn't expect him to keep it, so it was released just in time for the occasion. (Wen Jingrong: Doesn't fit the scene at all?!)

Under the cyclic offensive of the Divine Comedy, Wen Jingrong finally realized his mistake, and then quickly put down the magic number pen in his hand, and decisively chose his cocoa.

The music on the phone stopped abruptly, and the world fell silent in an instant.

"Ke Ke..." At this moment, it seemed too late to express his loyalty.

Shang Ke, who was held in the palm of Wen Jingrong's hand, comfortably enjoyed the shining of the blessing, and didn't care about someone's poor eyesight, and input four words into the phone with his mind: [I'm back. 】

Wen Jingrong's heart ached, he lowered his head and leaned close to Ke Ke's pen, the cold touch of the metal made him truly feel his presence.

Immediately afterwards, as if he remembered something, he suddenly distanced himself and put Shang Ke on the sofa beside him.

Being ruthlessly stripped of Fu Guang's embrace, Shang Ke could only stretch out Erkang's longing hand, mourning the lost food.

"I know that the blessing on my body will make you feel uncomfortable." Wen Jingrong said softly, "So, I will try to keep a distance from you until we can really be together."

Shang Ke was terrified: No, no, no!I don't feel bad at all!Don't keep distance, let's love each other like rogue rabbits in heat.

"Ke Ke, you don't have to worry, I will find a way to eliminate the blessing light on my body and prevent you from any harm."

God, but also to eliminate Fuguang.Eliminate Fu Guang, what do you support me with!

Wen Jingrong paused, and then said: "I remember you once asked me to take you to the prison to absorb the evil spirit. Presumably the environment of the prison is conducive to your recovery, so I will take you there tomorrow."

Shang Ke covered his face: I'm not evil now, I don't need to go to prison!

At the same time, the mobile phone displays a message: [Don't go. 】

"Why? Is there any better place for you than prison?"

What is "Is there a better place for you than prison"?Are you sure you're not teasing Bi (pen)?

【Not going anywhere. 】Shang Ke tried hard to control his weak thoughts, typing on the phone with difficulty, 【Just stay by your side. 】

Wen Jingrong's eyes were full of affection: "Of course you will stay by my side, but you can't be too close for the time being."

mdzz, who told him about Fu Guang!

Shang Ke breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to type on the phone: 【I need...】

Before finishing typing the word "Fu Guang", the phone suddenly vibrated, followed by a series of pleasant ringtones, and then the screen went black, and it shut down gracefully.

Shang Ke: "..."

Wen Jingrong fetched a handkerchief, and wrapped Shang Ke gently.

Shang Kenu: Don't pack it, let me run naked!

Wen Jingrong walked into the study, sat in front of the computer, and said to Shang Ke: "I need to perform fingerprint verification on the magic number pen, please bear with it a little bit."

Take Shang Ke out of the handkerchief, unfold the magic number pen, and perform fingerprint verification and identity binding on him through the scanner.The magic number pen is an input device that can track and locate. It has two types of refills: signal and solid. The former is used for screen writing, and the latter is suitable for paper products.Once bound, identification and font identification can be performed automatically, and only documents signed by the person have legal effect.

The shape of the magic number pen is various, and the pen body that can be reshaped is still cufflink-shaped, small and exquisite, very modern, but it does not match Wen Jingrong's dress style.But after recovering strength, you can still adjust your appearance appropriately.

While Wen Jingrong was verifying his identity, Shang Ke seized the time to absorb Fu Guang.

When he was sucking so much that he lost himself completely, his whole body was dimmed, and Shang Ke was put on the handkerchief again by Wen Jingrong.

Seeing that he was about to wrap him up again, he could still use the power he had just absorbed to quickly type a line on the computer screen: 【I need blessings! 】

He is no longer a bad pen, he is a fu (fu) pen!

Three days later, Wen Jingrong, who had been absent from work for many days, appeared in the company with an extremely coquettish mental outlook. He walked with an elegant effect. Furious.

"Tong Fei, take a few people down and bring up the things in my car." Wen Jingrong ordered his secretary briskly.

"Okay." The secretary looked at his boss in horror, feeling unreal like a dream.

But after a while, Tong Fei and others walked into the meeting room with several boxes in their arms.

"Mr. Wen, everything has been brought up."

"Yeah." Wen Jingrong said without raising his head, "Today is the holiday, you should distribute the contents of the box according to the department."

Today is the holiday?Tong Fei hurriedly opened the calendar, and found a few red letters under today's date: International Day of Helping Those in Distress. (PS: This is an empty festival, don't take it seriously!)

Tong Fei seemed to feel the strong malice from the boss.

However, the boss's orders must be strictly followed.

Tong Fei took the assistant to open the box and found that it was filled with new magic number pens.On the same day, all employees of Wen's Group headquarters received a magic number pen to celebrate the great International Day of Rescue in Distress.

After half a month of Fu Guang's nurturing, Shang Ke was finally able to communicate with Wen Jingrong relatively smoothly.

Wen Jingrong's daily routine now is to go to work, chat and raise cocoa.The previous work efficiency of 200% plummeted to 100%.

The secretary often sees the boss looking at the computer with a happy face, chatting with a mysterious person on the Internet, watching dramas, playing games, 8 hours a day, and at least 4 hours on the job.But he can still handle the company's affairs in an orderly manner, but it is different from the previous workaholic state, and he goes to and from get off work on time every day.

"Where do you want to eat today, Keke?" Wen Jingrong asked as he opened the car door.

As soon as the phone lights up, it displays: [Baiweizhai. 】

"Okay." After starting the car, Wen Jingrong went straight to Baiweizhai energetically.

【seat belt. 】 Cocoa warm reminder.

Before Wen Jingrong could move, the seat belt had already been fastened automatically.

"Thank you, Keke." Wen Jingrong was full of joy, feeling that there was a caring little assistant by his side.

[Spicy food is not allowed today, you seem to have a bit of a cold. 】

"Ah."

[Remember to buy medicine when you go home. 】

"Ah."

The temperature in the car was adjusted to the optimum state, and a soft music played slowly.

Sitting on the comfortable cushion, listening to the pleasant music, Wen Jingrong's eyes were full of happiness.

His cocoa is back and right there with him.

This time, he will never let him go again, and he will never let him suffer any harm again.

He wants to use his own blessing to support him for a lifetime!