The male god lives on the phone

The cold-faced celestial master Yin Daming sat in the center of the testing department, as if a god had descended.No, it was as if ghosts and gods descended.

He was plain on the surface, with the word "Buddha" written on his face, but the unpleasant aura emanating from his body was so strong that it exploded, almost turning into black mist.

People around did not dare to move.Only the guy with glasses standing at the front and demonstrating the operation to everyone was still moving.

After Zhang Deng finished handling the affairs at hand, he just wanted to come in to have a chance, when he opened the door, he saw a god with his back turned to him, pursed his mouth, and quietly backed out.Don't forget to close the door when you're done.

... Can't afford to provoke him or hide?

After a general review of the test, everyone had another four 10-minute brainstorming session and agreed on a date for the next meeting.

Driver Shanhai was possessed by a rabbit, and the two of them rushed out the door with a "swish" carrying the dew. They didn't want to be implicated in the Shura field.

Yin Ming took out a napkin and wiped his hands, as if to wipe off something unclean.

He stood up and was about to say goodbye when he grabbed a hand sideways and pushed him back on the seat.

Yin Qi returned to the meeting room with a big bag of KFC in his hand.

He smiled and took out a few bags of small portions from the big bag, stuffed them to the assistant who was standing stupidly beside him, and said, "Thanks for your hard work, everyone, these are my treats, and I will share them with the guys in the department." Right. I bought six wing buckets, ten servings of French fries and two large bottles of Coke, which should be enough."

The "food expulsion order" was terribly effective, and there was no one in the meeting room in an instant.

There was no fart left in Yin Qi's hands, he clapped his hands, and took a piece of tissue paper from the table, and wiped his fair and slender knuckles one by one.

Yin Ming watched him move almost exactly like his own, without making any expression.

"You probably don't want to eat with me. Let's just get straight to the point. You don't like hypocrisy, and so do I." Yin Qi put the documents aside, and straddled the long table in the conference room by himself, from top to bottom He looked down at Yin Ming.

Sit or not.Yin Qi put the employee badge around his neck aside, and put away the smile on his face.

"Brother, I didn't expect you to be willing to come here. I thought you wouldn't... oh. Forget it. I just want to ask you, why didn't you respond to LOOK's provocation?"

"Why should I respond?" Yin Ming asked back.

Yin Qi showed a look of incomprehension.

"Why... Isn't this obvious? When did you become the character of Mr. Haohao?"

Yin Ming replied very simply: "I am no longer what I was in high school. People change. I don't like conflicts with people. I'm tired."

"Are you, tired?" Yin Qin bit the words forcefully, "Are you kidding me? Since when did my eldest brother become like this... You don't remember how you got rid of the gang who besieged you when you were in high school. Did the gangsters from next door come here one by one? You made them go around when they saw you, and later you gathered people from the neighboring school to block you, and you caught them all..."

"A good man doesn't mention being brave in the past," Yin Ming raised his hand to interrupt him, "I think about living a life like this now, it's pretty good."

Yin Qi couldn't help laughing: "Listen, what are you talking about? You are obviously the kind of person who likes to stand at the top of mankind, just like me. Why are you willing to be someone else's companion?"

"I made a promise to someone. It's enough for me to be able to make a living from this job now, and I don't want to break my promise with him."

Yin Qi frowned: "What agreement?"

Yin Ming squatted for a while, and replied: "Peach Demon wants me not to come into his sight, his life casually. I can't appear in the public eye casually."

Yin Qi didn't wait for him to finish listening to these words, he threw the document in his hand on the ground, and the white paper was scattered and messed up.

"Fart. Don't tell me that you became the ghost you are now because of this kind of agreement, and you are only willing to squat in the corner to earn the anchor's money."

"I became the ghost I am now because of this kind of agreement, and I am willing to earn money from the anchor. What's wrong?" Seeing that he was angry, Yin Ming said calmly.

Yin Qi's anger couldn't affect him at all.The younger brother stepped on the document, trying to calm down his breath, and continued for a long time before continuing: "Okay, then what can I do to make you return to human form? ... No, I shouldn't ask you that. How about it, I Make a bet with you."

His younger brother is really going to come.But he was a younger brother after all, Yin Ming never took him seriously.

"But it doesn't matter."

"Your promise is higher than everything else in you, and I'm going to make it a burden to you. I'm going to break this promise of yours. No matter what method is used—I want you to return to what you really are."

Yin Qi clenched his fists tightly. He is Yin Ming's younger brother, with the same vigor flowing in his veins. Yin Qi is like a little lion. He is furious and demands that the sleeping person in front of him wake up.

Yin Ming sat quietly on the wheeled leather chair, propped his side cheek with one hand, and narrowed his eyes again.

All the amiability on his face disappeared, and his face was frosty, with a trace of contempt.It was this expression that made Yin Qi see through him when he was a child, and knew that he was the real king.

Yin Ming opened his lips lightly, and threw a sentence to him.

"How do you want to break it? You can't do it."

Yin Qi choked on something casually, but was at a loss for words.Yes, this is his brother, his brother who is not afraid of anything.

"...I have a solution." Yin Qi clenched his teeth, "Brother, I can do anything."

Yin Ming laughed from his nasal cavity.

"Actually, you don't need to get your hands dirty for me, or you won't be able to clean them later," he said.

He took his clothes and put them on his shoulders, got up and left.A gust of wind blew up, and the wheeled leather chair slid back a long distance.

Yin Ming pretended not to care on the surface, but in fact he was still a little worried.

My cheap brother and he are all the same.It doesn't matter when you don't want something, but if you have a mind, you have to do it even if you have a sharp head.

Maybe he will really use some means to find a way to break the agreement between himself and Tao Yao.But he is still his younger brother after all, Yin Ming is not afraid when soldiers come to block him, and water comes to cover him with earth.

Besides, maybe his life really needs some fresh blood...

The personality hidden in his heart slowly emerged, Yin Ming shook his head and pushed it back.Don't make trouble.That's fine.

Back home, the watch was connected to the wireless in the living room.

The peach demon turned on the light for him and poured him a glass of water.Yin Ming walked into the kitchen, picked up the glass of water that was highlighted by the peach demon, for fear that he would not see it, and drank more than half of it in one go.

He has to eat and then go to work.

Last night, he was thinking of trying to make curry beef. After putting the ingredients in the rice cooker, he received an email from Zhang Deng.

The ingredients are probably stewed, so why not order a takeaway.

Just when he opened the takeaway app, Tao Yao suddenly jumped out from the corner of the phone and squeezed into the center of the app, hesitating as if to say something.

Look, there seems to be a bowl of vegetables floating on his head, Yin Ming was curious, so he tapped his shoulder, motioning him to speak.

"Hey, you're back. That's it. Didn't you put some ingredients in the rice cooker last night? I cooked it for you in advance... Would you like to try it?"

Yin Ming froze on the spot, digested for a while before muttering: "Did you cook for me?"

"It's just one dish," Tao Yao corrected, "I don't have rice, and I don't have two rice cookers at home, so I can't make white rice."