Senior is my fake wife

Fu Qiong turned off the computer, sighed and sat down on the sofa.He hugged his pillow that Sui Zhen gave him, and stared at it for a while.

"Wait..." Fu Qiong said.

what does this mean.

He thinks he is very smart and sensitive to the affection given by everyone, but he is really confused this time.

There are still messages on WeChat, even if the other party is blocked, Lu Ye will still send insults to him after changing his phone number, and he will say all kinds of obscene and dirty things.

——Sorry, I was impulsive just now.

——I won’t scold you like that anymore, sorry baby, I’ll buy you a pair of shoes to compensate, right? What’s your shoe size?

"Ah!" Fu Qiong scolded the wall angrily while holding the mobile phone, "Why is it so annoying! He's schizophrenic!!!"

I have never met such an annoying person in my life, Fu Qiong is now thinking about how she provoked this person, absolutely.People really can't take chances and think that they can find true love.

……

"Hey."

"!" Fu Qiong felt someone touch his neck, bounced on the seat, and said in shock, "Huh?"

"Wow!" Liao Xin almost shook his coffee, "It's me! Why are you so dazed!"

"I'm scared to death." Fu Qiong patted her chest, "What's wrong?"

"Let's tell you a joke." Liao Xin put another cup of coffee on his desk, and sat down on his desk. "Today, there will be a retest after the group interview. A few people who want to apply for the original painting, a young man submitted his work. It is a facsimile of Nashviolon."

Fu Qiong blinked and didn't quite understand, and took the interview materials that Liao Xin handed him.There are several originals and copies in it, as well as the other party's resume.

"The interviewer asked him: 'Do you know this dragon?', the other party said: 'Yes', the interviewer said: 'What is the opportunity for you to copy it?', the other party said: 'When you saw this original picture I just like it, Western Dragon has a lot of settings, this kind of blah blah blah...'." Liao Xin took a sip of coffee to relax, and continued, "He just said a lot, and our interviewer couldn't bear to interrupt He: "Do you need to investigate the work itself before submitting it?" The child said with an innocent face: "I have investigated it..."."

Liao Xin smiled while shaking his shoulders, and patted the table: "The interviewer told him: 'Young man, I think you are messing with me.'"

"He draws well." Fu Qiong looked at the printout of his work.

"Why don't you understand this trick!" Liao Xin said.

"What is it?" Fu Qiong looked up.

"Nashviolon, a masterpiece of stand-alone game that Hongyi Games has not released yet, is kept mysterious every day." Liao Xin said, "Apply for the job with a copy of Hongyi's original painting from other companies, what do you say? Didn't you come here to mess with us? If you want to copy it, you should ask our company."

Fu Qiong finally understood: "Oh...hahahaha so that's the case."

"What's the matter with you." Liao Xin hit him on the head.

"I have no impression of this game..." Fu Qiong said.

"The main reason is that it hasn't been announced, and the outside world is more popular. Everyone knows that it may be unfinished, but there is still a glimmer of hope." Liao Xin said, "Because the original pictures of these dragons are so touching. Yes, it raised the mood of the fans all at once.”

"A good painting has this kind of charm." Fu Qiong looked up, "Who said Hongyi art can't do it?"

"It can be regarded as the pinnacle of Hong Yi's art." Liao Xin also laughed.

Fu Qiong looked at this copying picture again, the Nashviolosaurus was condescending on the edge of the cliff, its three sharp claws were pinching the edge of the lava, staring down into the abyss, the skin tissue was like cracked earth, and the gaps were red and blue. shading.

But this dragon...why does it feel so familiar.

"Hiss..." Fu Qiong patted her head.

"What's wrong?" Liao Xin asked.

"I'm having trouble with my brain recently." Fu Qiong smiled.

"I'm about to be promoted to team leader." Liao Xin raised his hand to touch the back of his head, "It can't be hard."

"..." Fu Qiong smiled wryly, "It means that my surname is not good, and being promoted to a team leader is also a 'deputy team leader'."

Liao Xin looked disgusted: "This meme is still a bad meme after ten years."

After Liao Xin left, Fu Qiong went back and searched some information on Hongyi Huyu and this Nashviolon on the computer, and found that the project was at least three or four years ago, and every year there was an article "It is expected to be launched this year" For the report, only the year was changed, not even the content.

Fu Qiong took a sip of her coffee and vaguely remembered where she had seen this dragon.

It's Sui Zhen's home, and there's a gray molded dragon on his computer. Because he didn't color it, he didn't have time to associate it together for a while, but it looks more and more similar this way.

Wait, maybe it's just one?

"Fu Qiong." Annie called him from a distance, "Hurry up and upload the manuscript to the system, it will be used for the meeting in the afternoon!"

"Oh good!" Fu Qiong immediately closed the webpage.

Annie came over on high heels: "Have you prepared the materials for next week's meeting?"

"Okay." Fu Qiong said, "It's all in the hard drive."

"Okay." Annie exhaled, "I hope I can play normally that day."

"Do you also have nervous moments?" Fu Qiong stood up with him, pushed the chair in with a smile, and was about to pick up the computer and go to the conference room.

"Of course." Annie straightened her back, "I often talk on it, but my lower legs are shaking."

"By the way." Annie said, "Hong Yi came to their new planning team that day, mainly to share the big update of this new version, you must remember to make a record."

"I know." Fu Qiong said, "Speaking of which, why can't we, like them, promote mystery to whet the appetite of users?"

"Mr. Xie doesn't like to play this nonsense, even if I let everyone know that my game is going online and your new version is tough, I don't want to do anything else." Annie said.

"..." Fu Qiong complained in a low voice, "They really love each other."

"Isn't it?" Annie also complained with a cold face, "That's right..."

She whispered: "You know that after this game is launched, we will have a mobile game that will be launched at the end of the year. I have been fighting for it now. As long as this project is won, our performance this year will definitely meet the target, and the year-end bonus will be doubled or even doubled." Dozens of times possible."

Fu Qiong nodded.

"But if you don't win, you will probably be suppressed by Chen Hui and his team, and you won't be able to turn around for a while." Annie said, "Chengli's internal fighting is really disgusting, but you have to survive here can do this."

"I understand." Fu Qiong said.

"Yeah." Annie was relieved, and patted him on the back, "Go to work first, and wear some beautiful clothes next week. See if you are a good person, and can you stop dressing so casually."

"...whatever you want?" Fu Qiong looked down at her loose T-shirt.

He was at home on weekends, rummaging through the cupboards, only to see the suits he wore to various interviews when he graduated that year, the one he and Sui Zhen wore together.

Fu Qiong inexplicably remembered the days at that time.

He stroked the suit, forcing himself not to think about those long, rainy winters.

Just thinking about it, the phone rang.

Fu Qiong took a look, it was Sui Zhen.

"Hello." Fu Qiong said.

"...What are you doing?" Sui Zhen asked.

Fu Qiong said: "Take care of the room, what's the matter?"

"No... just... a new coffee shop opened, and I want to invite you to play." Sui Zhen said, "There are... cats."

Fu Qiong deciphered his hesitant words for a long time, looked up at her clothes in a closet, "What's wrong with the cat."

"Don't you like it?" Sui Zhen said.

Fu Qiong thought for a while: "I quite like it."

Sui Zhen: "Oh..."

The corner of Fu Qiong's mouth twitched, and she didn't know what this person was awkward about, so she said angrily, "It's okay, then I'll hang up."

"Wait a minute." Sui Zhen said, "Let me treat you to coffee."

Fu Qiong sighed, and couldn't bear to see him like this: "All right, I just want to go out and buy some clothes."

"I'm with you." Sui Zhen said immediately.

There is no way for Lao and Sui Zhen to entangle like this, Fu Qiong held the mobile phone in her waist: "Then let's find a place to meet."

"I'm with you..."

"You won't be downstairs with me again." Fu Qiong said helplessly.

"En." Sui Zhen responded.

Fu Qiong lowered her shoulders: "...I knew it."

He hung up the phone, got dressed, and went downstairs helplessly.

Sui Zhen was still standing by the security room, Fu Qiong walked over and saw him, and nodded to him.

"Senior." Sui Zhen's expression was calm, but he could feel that he was in a good mood, "Good morning."

"Morning." Fu Qiong said.

"Breakfast..." Sui Zhen handed him a paper bag, "I'm afraid you didn't eat it."

Fu Qiong saw that it was milk and buns, both of which he liked to eat, and nodded to Sui Zhen: "Thank you."