Lost City [Unlimited]

No matter how entangled and hesitant, you have to face the difficulties.

Fu Ling was about to go forward to open the door, but someone grabbed the hem of his clothes suddenly.

He frowned and brushed Yang Xuehua's hand away, asking, "What's wrong?"

But I saw that everyone was looking at one place, with alert expressions, and some even concealed a bit of fear.

Fu Ling's back stiffened immediately, he took a deep breath, stepped back neatly and turned around to look - someone came out of the master bedroom.

He took a few steps back and hugged the crowd, all of them had the same question in their hearts - obviously there was no one in the bedroom before, so where did this person jump out from?

Facing the players with different expressions, the man who "appeared out of thin air" had a calm expression, glanced at them indifferently, and then went to open the door without stopping.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.

But the development of the situation did not allow them to think too much, and the person who called himself Mr. Zhang was welcomed in.

The man asked Mr. Zhang to sit down on the sofa, picked up the kettle on the tea table and poured him a glass of water, and said the first sentence since his appearance: "Please use it slowly."

Mr. Zhang took a sip obediently and put down his glass.

"Are they the ones who came to help you discuss the project this time?" He pointed at the players and asked while looking at the man.

The man nodded lukewarmly, stood there from beginning to end, looked at Mr. Zhang with lowered eyes, and his indifferent demeanor seemed a little arrogant.

His second sentence was to the players: "I leave this to you, don't let me down."

The man's eyes dimmed in an instant, like a storm breaking out on a calm sea without warning, as if foretelling the impending disaster.

Obviously, if his wish is not granted, the consequences will be serious.

Xu Chao stepped forward, "We will definitely do what you wish."

"Heh." The man sneered, with a tone as light as dismissive, "I hope so."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and left the living room, looking in the direction, he returned to the master bedroom.

Mr. Zhang watched him leave, and smiled until he couldn't see anyone else: "Xiao Li is a very talented person, but he is too stubborn. He has to fight with me every time. But what's the use? Isn't he good at it?" Be persuaded by me."

Mo Yexiang had been staring at Mr. Zhang's face before, and couldn't hold back: "Are you the second generation rich?"

According to their previous guess, Mr. Zhang should be a rich second generation standing on the shoulders of his parents, but at this age... it seems a bit wrong.

Could it be that they guessed wrong?In fact, it's just arrogance's prejudice against Mr. Zhang?

Mr. Zhang was dumbfounded by her question, and replied in a daze: "Yes."

Players who have defaulted to their guess wrong: "???!!!"

"What?" Mo Yexiang jumped onto the table excitedly, his dog eyes widened, "You look like you are a rich second generation?"

Mr. Zhang: "...Can't the rich second generation look ordinary?"

Mo Yexiang shook his head hastily, "No, no, that's not what I mean. I mean, at your age, you should belong to the rich generation."

Mr. Zhang understood, and said with a smile: "I am the second generation rich, and my son is the third generation rich."

Everyone: "..."

Therefore, it is the rich second generation who were old.

Mo Yexiang turned his head and complained to the players in a low voice: "It has been passed down to the third generation of the rich, this one is not as stupid as the arrogant one."

As she said that, she nodded and confirmed herself: "Yes, he must not be stupid, otherwise how would he keep the family business."

Then the problem is coming.

Is the content written on the arrogant computer really a kind of biased self-esteem?Or the resentment of being unwilling to be inferior to others?

After a moment of silence, Sun Meng said: "It doesn't matter how arrogant or Mr. Zhang is. We just need to fulfill the wish of the arrogant, and it will be bad if we think too much."

Mo Yexiang agreed: "That's the reason."

So they got down to business.

Xu Chao took the lead and talked with Mr. Zhang as a representative: "Mr. Zhang, let's talk about the business plan."

Mr. Zhang took out a folder from his briefcase and handed it to Xu Chao. "Let's take a look. The original draft of this project was made by Xiao Li. I made some changes on it. It remains basically the same, but there are some details."

Xu Chao spread the documents on the table, and other players gathered around him, stretching their necks to check them together.

After reading the contents of the document, everyone understood the source of the conflict between President Zhang and Arrogance.

This is a business plan about product promotion. The original design is novel and bright, and it is impartial. It starts from objective reality and does not blindly tout.However, the changed content embodies four words—benefits first.

Completely eliminating the disadvantages and over-magnifying the advantages can be said to be very conducive to publicity and brainwashing, and the company can also obtain the greatest publicity bonus.

【…Let the leaders realize their mistakes and get the punishment they deserve. 】

The players looked at each other.

Is that what arrogant wish means? "People from harm"?

But... how to do this?

Xu Chao coughed lightly, and tentatively persuaded: "I think Xiao Li has done it perfectly, and there is no need to modify it. It is completely superfluous."

Mr. Zhang laughed: "Hey, why do you have the same brains as Xiao Li?"

Xu Chao: "..."

Mr. Zhang: "This original manuscript is indeed well written, but it is not attractive enough. You said that you analyzed things so clearly, and those people will choose to buy it or not if they understand it?"

Xu Chao: "I think it depends on whether the product itself is good enough."

Mr. Zhang waved his hand, "They don't have to know how good our product is? We just give them a chance and a reason to try."

Xu Chao: "..."

Mr. Zhang persuaded him according to this idea again, don't say it, it sounds quite reasonable at first glance.

Mo Yexiang shook his head, as if trying to shake out the water that had just entered. "Oh my God, is this a pyramid scheme? I feel like I'm about to be brainwashed. It's really not easy for that arrogance to persist for a long time."

Everyone nodded approvingly.

If you can't say it, then you can only take other methods to make the eloquent Mr. Zhang realize his mistake.

Mr. Zhang was held back by Xu Chao, and the others got together to find a way.

Mo Yexiang waved his paw, "How? Violent persuasion?"

Yang Xuehua said weakly, "Could it be...too much?"

Hu Ling glanced at the girl who looked like a small white flower, and wagged her tail leisurely.

Mo Yexiang didn't like her style very much, and rolled his eyes: "Then do you have a better way?"

Yang Xuehua pinched the corner of her clothes, lowered her head, and stopped talking.

Why does this look like I was bullied?Green tea whore?

Mo Yexiang shuddered and moved away from Yang Xuehua.

Sun Meng's eyesight was affected so he couldn't see clearly, and his hearing was also affected. He could only understand what they were saying, so he didn't notice anything wrong. He just talked about the matter: "If there is no better way, then let's use violent persuasion."

Mo Yexiang was excited: "What's going on?"

Sun Meng looked at Hu Ling and repeated, "What's going on?"

Then everyone looked at him together.

Hu Ling: "... In your mind, do I know how to use violence to persuade others?"

Sun Meng: "Of course not. I just think that you are smart and can definitely think of a way."

Hu Ling chuckled: "Praise me? Do you think it's useful?"

Sun Meng suddenly felt a little scared, slowly lowered her body, and spit out the snake letter.

Hu Ling glanced at her, and his voice was still gentle: "Well, normal people like to be praised, of course I am no exception."

Listening to this sentence... why does it feel weird?Everyone secretly said.

But the idea passed in a flash, and no one scratched their tails to delve deeper.

Some people don't pay attention, some people don't want to think about it, and some people already know it well.

Hu Ling: "Generally speaking, when there are creatures chasing after you, people will be a little scared, and then subconsciously run forward."

Everyone recalled what he said, and found that it really seemed to be the case.

Hu Ling: "In this case, it's better not to be so bloody, let's try a chase first."

Everyone: "..." What does bloody mean?Who's going to go bloody?You! ?

The violent persuasion they say is equivalent to a beating, and the violent persuasion that others understand is bloody scenes.

...Don't think about it, the more you think about it, the more infiltrating it becomes.

Hu Ling tilted his head, his deep black cat's eyes were like the surface of water with no waves, and the water was bottomless. "What? What kind of eyes do you have? Did I say something wrong?"

Asking questions three times in a row, the players responded with a smile: "No, you are fine, you are right, great!"

Don't ask anymore, just ask from the heart.

·

In the corridor, a middle-aged man ran wildly with a frightened expression, stepping heavily, as if he wanted to use this to crush the fear that followed like a shadow.

The stairway was close at hand, but before Mr. Zhang could show his joyful expression, a young man rushed out from the corner with a grinning grin.

Caught off guard, thrilling!

Mr. Zhang couldn't get up immediately, his feet were soft, and he collapsed to the ground in an instant after running at high speed for a long time.

He cried and moved back, his expression broken.

"Who are you guys? What are you doing!!?"

"Are you asking for money? I'll give it to you! Don't play tricks like a fucking pervert!!"

"Please! Stop laughing!! Say something! Say something!!!!"

Mr. Zhang burst into tears, and the pressure he could bear was obviously approaching the limit.

At this time, a snow-white cat slowly walked out of the darkness, its dark pupils flickering on and off, like a scene in a horror movie.

Mr. Zhang trembled uncontrollably, feeling that this graceful cat was more frightening than those people with crazy smiles.

It's like a very dangerous creature put on a gentle and harmless skin, but never hides its own terror in front of its prey.

And he has already entered the network.

The white cat jumped onto the window sill and said condescendingly, "Boss, shall we have a chat?"

Mr. Zhang's pupils shrank suddenly, and his upper teeth knocked his lower teeth: "Talk, chat."

Hu Ling smiled, putting a humanized expression on a cat's face, like a ghost story.

As a result, the other players watched the horrific mental suppression, and everyone felt chills from watching it.

And when Hu Ling said in a deep voice: "Do as I say, otherwise, I don't think you want to bear the consequences."

Mo Yexiang was excited and scared, but the face of a young man of the first generation felt very exciting-this kind of villain made me super cute! ! !

·

Mr. Zhang left unsteadily, and his figure disappeared at the entrance of the corridor, as quietly as when he came.

"Drip! The arrogant wish [Severely punish the humble] has been completed, and the third floor of the residential building has been unlocked."

The man came out and smiled slowly, unbelievably peaceful.

He said, "Thank you."

Then disappeared in place, as if he had completed his mission.

"So, the 'humble' in severely punishing the humble does not mean humble..." Mo Yexiang was dumbfounded.

But -

despicable.