The troubles of the heartthrob guide

Going to work at 09:30, Qilig finally woke up at 45:[-].

While brushing his teeth until his mouth was full of foam, he smoothed out his messy hair, and after confirming that he was back to being a human, he grabbed his briefcase and his Panda Panda and went out.

Many people's spirit beasts will follow their owners 24 hours a day, and they can perform some tasks besides acting cute.It's just that Qilig has no big ambitions, and there is nothing that needs to be dispatched by the spirit beast. What's more, all the little panda can do is lie down and sleep in various places every day, and it has no real effect other than hugging softly.

Therefore, most of the time, Qilig will keep Panda Pangpang in his consciousness cloud, and occasionally catch it and use it as a pillow.

Last night, Qilig worked too late and fell asleep when he got home, and Pangpang also forgot to take it back.I was rushing to work today, and I didn't expect to pay, so I got into the car with Pangpang under my arm.

When he arrived at the company, he heard the bell ringing non-stop before entering the office, and Zilig quickly slid over to answer the phone.

"Asper Fertility, it's a pleasure to be of your service."

As soon as Qilig heard the voice from the other end of the phone, he was in a bad mood. He threw Pangpang aside and sat down on a chair with a deep expression on his face.

It's Mr. Chen's secretary again.

"Miss, there are a total of [-] projects that Mr. Chen requested at the beginning... Yes, the company did promise to find suitable candidates, but the more projects, the more time it will take..." Qilig listened patiently to Miss Secretary I made a bunch of them, yes yes yes yes, I thought I haven't had breakfast yet, I'm going to starve to death.

However, the lady secretary seemed to be talking endlessly. After listening to her questioning the company system for 5 minutes with a hungry stomach, Qilig finally said: "It is impossible to find a match tomorrow. How about it, Mr. Chen is free Is it? I want to talk to him in person."

On the other end of the phone, the secretary looked at the person who just walked into the office.

The person who came was very tall, wearing a black military uniform, and his military boots, which could be seen through the eyes, stepped on the straight line of the floor accurately every step.

"Major General, the person in charge of Fertility in Asperd wishes to speak with you."

"How long until the next meeting?"

The secretary looked at the clock, "Seventeen minutes and forty-eight seconds."

"Seven minutes and 48 seconds, now."

The man answered the phone.

Qilig vaguely heard the voice from the other end of the phone.

The Lord is coming, and we can't deal with it properly.He turned off the hands-free phone, adjusted his sitting posture, and even put the fat person lying next to him in a pleasing posture.

"Mr. Chen?"

"Yes."

"This is Asper..."

Zelig was interrupted in the middle of his speech.

"Don't waste time introducing, don't you know who you are?"

"..." Qilig was stunned.

How, how could there be such an annoying guy... Qilig took a deep breath and calmed himself down.

This Mr. Chen's voice is deep and magnetic. If you want to describe it with a musical instrument, it is the sound of a cello.

However, some people will have the urge to beat him up just by opening their mouths.Qilig couldn't help imagining that he slapped Mr. Chen several times, which made Mr. Chen cry and admit his mistake.

"Mr. Chen." Qilig made some calculations and decided to go straight to the point: "You filled in three hundred requirements, which is not something that can be done in a day or two. What's more, your requirements are [-]% fulfilled. I can tell you directly that this is Impossible, there is no such person in the world."

"Oh? But I happen to be completely in line."

Let you just be a replicant and give birth to a fart child!

Qilig was patient, and said: "Mr. Chen, don't you consider deleting some requirements? If you require appearance, intelligence, or family background, occupation, or even hobbies, we are capable of fulfilling them. It's just..."

Zelig took out the three-fold form and looked at the strong handwriting on it.

"Like this...never eat cilantro. Is that really worth including?"

"Because I don't eat it either. I don't want my kids to have the possibility of eating it in the future."

"Excuse me, what is your occupation?"

"military."

"Suppose you're on a very important military mission and you're stranded on a planet that only grows cilantro. If you're very hungry but have nothing else to eat, wouldn't you eat cilantro?"

"When I know that the planet only grows coriander, I will destroy it as soon as possible, and there is no possibility of stepping in."

"..."

"Then this." Zelig felt that he could no longer maintain the cheerful tone of an outstanding young man, "Every time you walk, you always step on the right foot first. Are you sure you can do it yourself?"

"Fighting requires precise physical control. If you don't even know your own habits, how do you fight?"

"Sleeping with the puppet."

"I hope that the child will become a soft-hearted person in the future."

"..." You're teasing me, you're sleeping with a puppet in your arms and you don't see your soft heart!

"The one who doesn't wear striped socks?"

"Simply annoying."

Zelig just wanted to take off the socks on his feet and paste him in the face.

Qilig didn't know what to say, and gradually began to feel weak again.This kind of powerlessness is not due to compatibility, but simply feeling at a loss for this psychopath...

At this moment, Mr. Chen spoke, and he chuckled lightly, with a bit of contempt in his tone: "May I take the liberty to guess that this gentleman's living habits should be irregular? Everything is optional, this is fine, that's fine, This should be very pleasant to you."

"But please understand that not everyone lives an irregular life like you. And I, on the contrary, have the confidence and power to choose a regular gene for my child."

Zelig stared at the phone in disbelief.

How can there be such a magical person...

Qilig asked cautiously: "Mr. Chen, do you have a partner?"

Mr. Chen was silent for a while, and replied, "Excuse me, does this have anything to do with my birth plan?"

"No, I just want to express my admiration for him."

"Well?"

"How can anyone tolerate your insanity!"

After Qilig finished speaking, he immediately hung up the phone.He thought that Tony knew he would strangle him by talking to customers like that.

But the numb feeling of exhaling bad breath is really refreshing.

Mr. Chen raised his eyebrows while holding the phone.

"Major General, it's time."

Yes, the timing was right.

Chen Xin sat on the chair and flipped through the backup of the original [-] requirements.

His spiritual beast—an eagle, stood on his shoulders, staring at the papers with sharp eyes just like his master.

Is three hundred too many items?At the beginning, if the time did not allow, he was sure that he could fill in [-] items.

Chen Xin put away the documents and took out a small box.The small box doesn't have any compartments, but the small parts inside are neatly arranged one by one, and there is no confusion when it is even moved.

He took out the half-assembled little robot, and quickly assembled the small parts with his slender fingers.

Chen Xin doesn't need an instruction manual, because he likes the sequence and various complicated settings. He is confident that he can do better and more detailed than the instruction manual, and he can accurately grasp the rotation angle of the gears.

He thought to himself, if there is a child who conforms to all kinds of rules, it must be very good.

"Anna, continue to call at the same time tomorrow."