After wearing the book, I became the white moonlight of the second male

Fang Yuan didn't misunderstand at first, although the two have reconciled now, but even if he didn't say anything, he would go and check the details of this Mr. Ye.

It's just that Wang Yun's nervousness made him suspicious.

He promised not to think too much, but after Wang Yun left, he called the private detective who had cooperated with him many times: "Old Zhang, is there any progress with the person I asked you to investigate for me last time?"

On the other end of the phone, Fang Yuan's expression changed, "How is that possible?!"

On the other side, Wang Yun, who came out of Fangyuan's office, sent a message to Li Yan, and was relieved after making sure that there was no movement in the office after he left.

But he didn't know that just 5 minutes ago, the next second he asked Fang Yuan to investigate, the system conveyed his words to Ye Shaoyang intact.

After listening to 007's retelling, Ye Shaoyang did not show too much emotional fluctuation, as if he had already prepared himself, he sighed: [007, how long can I stay here? 】

[This...] 007 is a little speechless: [Host, your body has already experienced a rejection reaction. According to past experience, this is already a signal that a return trip is needed. 】

Ye Shaoyang shook his head resolutely: 【No!I want to stay with him for a while longer, at least... until the filming of our TV series is finished. 】

007: [Since you can't let him go, why don't you take him back? 】

Ye Shaoyang chuckled: 【You don't understand. For him, this world is his home. He didn't live happily in the past six years. Why should he be trapped there again? 】

007 is just a machine after all, and there are many incomprehensible things in intelligence, such as human emotions, but it also has its own set of logic: [He rejected it before because he felt that he occupied other people's bodies and lives, and he had no sense of belonging. If You tell him that Wang Yun is actually...]

Before the system finished speaking, it was interrupted by Ye Shaoyang forcibly: [Don't talk about this, you just need to tell me how long I can stay here at most. 】

If 007 does not have human feelings, otherwise it must be very depressed and want to sigh.

But fortunately, it didn't, and it didn't need to adjust its mood at all. It was like a program was denied, and a new program was started immediately. It was still a cold mechanical voice: [Do my best, up to three months. 】

"Three months?"

Ye Shaoyang lowered his eyes and counted the time: 【Enough. 】

When Wang Yun returned to the office, he saw Ye Shaoyang sitting on his chair with his eyes closed, and he opened his eyes only when he heard the sound of him entering the door.

"Sleepy?" Wang Yun walked over and patted his face lightly: "Don't get up so early in the morning again."

Ye Shaoyang smiled and grabbed his hand: "Today I want you to taste my craft, but I won't do it in the future."

"Ah."

Wang Yun nodded in satisfaction, lowered her head and looked at his slender fingers tenderly, such beautiful hands, it's a pity to cook for herself every day.

"By the way, do you know how to play games?" Wang Yun suddenly became interested.

"Games?" Ye Shaoyang shook his head, he had no interest in these since childhood.

Wang Yun smacked her lips regretfully, how could a boy not like playing games?Don't look at him now wearing a suit and looking like a dog, when he was a child, he was also the group of people who used to go to Internet cafes secretly.

So Wang Yun came out from the table, moved the opposite chair in, sat next to Ye Shaoyang, turned on the computer, and said with great interest: "Come on, I will teach you something fun today!"

After receiving the news that President Li Yan "returned to the palace", Song Ming and Qiu Jianye came to the door of the president's office with a stack of documents each.

"Is Mr. Ye in there?" Song Ming walked to Li Yan's desk and winked.

Li Yan nodded: "Yes, Mr. Wang is in a very good mood, he was laughing inside just now."

"That's good."

The two breathed a sigh of relief, arranged their clothes, and knocked on the door.

But I don't know if their knocking on the door was too quiet, or Mr. Wang was too serious in his office. After waiting for half a minute, there was no response.

Qiu Jianye leaned over and listened. It was very quiet inside. He turned his head and asked Li Yan in a low voice, "Are you sure they are inside?"

Li Yan also replied in a low voice: "Of course, I haven't walked away just now."

"Could it be in the lounge, the door is closed and I didn't hear it?" Song Ming guessed.

"This morning, Mr. Wang has never been in the habit of going into the lounge..." Before the word habit came out, Li Yan suddenly closed his mouth as if thinking of something.

In the past, Mr. Wang went to work by himself, so of course he didn't have the habit of going to the lounge in the morning, but now the beautiful woman is by his side...

Everyone is an adult, Song Ming and Qiu Jianye quickly understood what Li Yan didn't say.

"Well, Lao Song, is this document urgent for you?"

"Ah, I just thought about it, it doesn't seem so urgent, what about yours?"

"I'm not in a hurry, or we..."

"Send it in the afternoon?"

The two exchanged glances and reached a consensus: "Okay!"

After the two finished talking, they were about to go back, but as soon as they turned their heads, the door of the office behind them suddenly opened.

Wang Yun glanced out, just in time to see the two people who turned around and wanted to leave: "Are you leaving?"

"Ah, we..." The two directors who have always been eloquent, are now advancing or retreating, a little embarrassed.

Especially when I saw Wang Yun's clothes were dressed, a few shirt buttons were unbuttoned, and the sleeves were half rolled up to the elbows. You must know that Mr. Wang is the most particular about clothes in the company. When did you live so casually? .

Fortunately, Ye Shaoyang, who appeared behind Wang Yun, was dressed upright, without any traces of other things. Song and Ming breathed a sigh of relief—that is to say, how could Mr. Wang It's the kind of person who prostitutes himself in the daytime.

However, the two had just let go of their anger, and when they followed up the office and heard the familiar music from the computer on the desk, they couldn't help mentioning it again.

This, isn't this the background music of the online game that the company recently represented?

Mr. Wang should be inspecting the project, right?

Give them another ten chances, and I still can't believe that Mr. Wang can do such a thing as playing games during working hours.

There were countless questions hidden in my heart, and after finally waiting for Wang Yun to sign, Song Ming was stopped by Wang Yun again before leaving.

A dead fellow Daoist never dies, Qiu Jianye saw that he had nothing to do, so he didn't wait for a moment. After giving Song Ming a careful look, he ran faster than a rabbit.

Song Ming turned around nervously, thinking quickly about what tasks he hadn't completed recently, or which project was not completed perfectly, but after going through all the recent projects, he didn't expect Wang Yun to stay in person The content of your own question.

Before he could think too much, Wang Yun cleared his throat and said why he kept him: "Well, I remember that there is an intern in your department who is good at playing games?"

"President Wang, I'm sorry..." Song Ming was ready to slip on his knees and admit his mistake, but he was stunned for a moment after hearing his words: "Huh?"

"Ah what, I'm asking you something."

"Oh, yes," Song Ming nodded quickly, "I heard that he joined the team when he was in college, but his family didn't allow him, so he quit. He played the game well."

"Well, then you go back and call him over." Wang Yun finished speaking lightly, and then pulled Ye Shaoyang into the game.

Song Ming, whose world view was shattered, was stunned for a few seconds before retreating hesitantly.

After Qiu Jianye came out, he didn't go downstairs in a hurry, but sat next to Li Yan, waiting for him to come out, intending to ask what he had said.

But who would have thought that when Song Ming came out, he looked devastated, and Qiu Jianye quickly got up: "What's wrong? President Wang scolded you?"

Song Ming shook his head: "No."

"Then why are you acting like this?"

"It's more terrifying than cursing people." Song Ming looked at him dully, "Mr. Wang asked me to bring Liu Zhiming here."

"Liu Zhiming?"

Among the directors of various departments in the company, Qiu Jianye has a relatively good relationship with Song Ming. Of course, I heard that a professional e-sports player came to their department some time ago, and he joked with him before. After his son finishes his college entrance examination, he can When playing games, let him borrow someone as a training partner, and Song Ming readily agreed.

It's just that both of them never expected that Qiu Jianye's son would be regarded as a power trainer by Mr. Wang before he took the college entrance examination.

In the office, Wang Jun fell silent looking at the huge "defeat" on the screen.

what happened?I was obviously very strong before!

It was hard to want to show off in front of Ye Shaoyang, but it was so unlucky and embarrassing, Wang Yun covered his face with his hands in embarrassment.

Seeing this, Ye Shaoyang hurried to make amends for him: "Senior, you used that big move too timely in the team battle just now. If it wasn't for your teammates holding you back, you would have killed three times. It may be a problem with the game mechanism setting. You are too late. I haven't played for a long time, and I have matched a bunch of rookies for you."

"Hmph," Wang Yun laughed dryly. This game is his own agency. He, the president, knows the game mechanism very well. What Ye Shaoyang said just now is indeed correct. An account like him that has not played for a long time, The system will automatically match a bunch of rookies, but...

It is on the opposite side. .

"It's been a long time since I've played, so why don't you wait for Song Ming to get someone to come and let him teach you." Wang Yun put his hand on the mouse, trying to close the game interface.

Ye Shaoyang put his hand over his and held down his movement: "Don't."

He doesn't play games for the purpose of playing games, it's just a pastime in the two-person world, and he doesn't care about winning or losing: "I like my seniors to teach me, I don't listen to what others say."

I don't know if it's a talent, but Ye Shaoyang's tone of voice can always be extraordinarily sincere when he speaks, making people have to be attracted to him, just like Wang Yun at this time, although he doesn't show it on the face, he is already happy in his heart.

Holding back a smile, he said, "Okay, let me teach you and let him lead us."

Ye Shaoyang smiled and nodded: "Okay!"